(ps: Do you want to promote the new urban book to you? Liu Xia feels a little bit fucked...)

"Boss, you said that the heaven and earth will definitely not last long! When they fall, you can summon your brothers again, and our ninth heaven can still be pulled up again."

"Let's talk about these things later. Xiao De and the others have not come yet. Let's kill them one by one and upgrade."

The Nine Heavens? Boss? Wang Xiaofeng thought it was the incognito president who was infatuated, so he pulled Qiuyue to hide in the bushes beside him. Soon after, he saw two men walking towards this side. The person in charge made Wang Xiaofeng frown and look for a moment. After a while, he recognized the figure of this acquaintance.

The ninth level of heaven is the ninth level of heaven? No, it means you want to go down to the ninth level of heaven.

According to reports from his subordinates, since the Nine Heavens were strangled and destroyed by the Heaven and Earth Association, the core members of the Nine Heavens have been incorporated into a sub-guild under the Gods. The guilds will go their separate ways. Some serve on the Gods, while others directly delete their accounts and exit the game. They don’t seem to want to have the word “Nine Heavens” on their heads anymore.

Since the defeat of the Nine Heavens became a stepping stone for the development of the Heaven and Earth Association, Wang Xiaofeng no longer regarded this guild as an enemy. It was not to be contempt, but to be contempt.

"What's wrong?" Qiuyue looked at the two male players outside. She had little impression of her former enemies, "Who are they?"

"It's okay, there are two little shrimps, don't worry." Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, found the right direction, and pulled Qiuyue to another leveling point. With the ultimate artifact notebook, Wang Xiaofeng was about to start his own rapid upgrade. "Wife, what method do you want to practice?"

"What method?" Qiu Yue was slightly stunned, then bulged her mouth, "Let's fire method, level up quickly."

"Well, the fire method is also good, the output is strong in the middle and late stages." Although Wang Xiaofeng said this, he felt a little sad. She wanted to level up quickly, probably to keep up with her level and spend more time with her. Thinking about it, she was really a bastard, and she threw Qiuyue there and went around to get flirting with her. This was really irresponsible.

With this guilty mentality, Wang Xiaofeng pulled her to walk slowly in the jungle, and from time to time, he found a place where no one was allowed to stop the children, which was also a casual honeymoon with her.

Just as Wang Xiaofeng was isolated from the world, the second batch of territories that the Apocalypse World had been waiting for was also opened. Countless guilds were ready to give their guild opportunities to develop in the subsequent competition.

Most of the first territories were among the old large guilds. Take the territory of the Sakh Kingdom of the Light Camp for example. Most of the territories have long been divided by various large guilds in a predetermined way. It is difficult for small guilds or emerging guilds to have the opportunity to make a comeback.

Wang Xiaofeng once said that the Tiandihui would give up a few pieces of territory to other guilds, which made everyone pay attention to the actions of the Tiandihui. It would not be like the wind and delete the account in order to make a debt, right? It should not be that at most, it would be a reputation of being untrustworthy, or just ruling it out of the rumor, and there is no need to delete the account and start over again...

Wang Xiaofeng did say that we should support emerging and potential guild development, and that was exactly the case that on the eve of opening the second batch of territories, the senior management of the Tiandihui Society felt depressed.

"Old Demon, how much did you receive?"

"Three hundred and twenty-six, more than five hundred invitations in Yun Bo's place." The Demon Saint of Wujing sighed with a little annoyance, "What should I do?"

"How do I know what to do?" Li Sanmo yawned and continued to adjust his strategic deployment tomorrow. "The boss dragged his sister-in-law to go on a honeymoon, and all this mess hit us. More than a thousand guilds watched our actions. Will we go to so many dinners?"

The men were very worried at this time. They have received countless invitations these days, all of which were invitations sent by major, medium and small guilds. It depends on whether there are any unspoken rules or something like that.

The Tiandihui is not a defender in China, and they have the final say in these matters. They dare not go to any of these dinner parties or social events. However, the various services indicated here are the meaning of God, can it be...

"Just make a small guild alliance," the god muttered, holding a gift list from the guild in his hand. "Tsk tsk, there is even a luxury house. I'll send it, I'm going to send it."

Li Sanmo patted the table: "Okay, don't think about all these things. Hurry up and deal with the important matters, otherwise the boss will definitely mess with us when he comes back. To the outside world, we only have six pieces of territory in total, and we call on the large guild not to be too domineering, just be willing to do so."

"I think our boss really wants to build a small guild," said Wujing Demon Saint touching his chin and in a deep voice: "Is there a little bit of six territory? We only have four territory on hand, and even a few more ones can develop it."

"Fatty people can't eat them all day. The foundation is unstable and they can't develop too urgently." Li Sanmo shook his head, seeing that the few people still wanted to talk, he immediately moved out Wang Xiaofeng: "This was decided by the boss. If you don't believe me, please let Hu Biao and the others go and ask."

"Then forget it," Wujing Demon Saint shrugged, looking at the map of China hanging in the administrative hall with a deep look. "National War..."

In the magnificent building of the Holy Light City, more than a hundred elders held a meeting here. The Holy Light Prisoner sat in the center with a heavy face and didn't say much.

Unlike the noise of ordinary meetings, there are not many debates and conflicts about beliefs. Most elders remain silent, and a few want to speak but stop, and don’t know what to say.

"Everyone," finally, the Holy Light Prisoner who was sitting in the center ended the silence. "The achievements of Bishop Suifeng have been evaluated, and His Majesty the Pope has agreed to write the events of that year into an epic. Bishop Suifeng has made great contributions. He has allowed us to see the significance of the existence of the Holy See and see what the real light is."

An elder spoke out: "I suggest that the statute that clergy cannot marry and restore the precepts of loyalty to love four hundred years ago."

"This matter is handled by the arbitration, not our responsibility," sighed the Holy Light Prisoner, "What we need to do now is just how to enfeoff the Bishop of Sufeng. He died young, and he should not bear such bitter fruit for the fault of the Holy See, and hope that he will rest in the embrace of the goddess."

"Yes, our extraordinary talent, our desperate despair beyond our reach, has been valued by the saints at a young age." Several elders sighed, and as one of them said, they burst into tears. "I think we should give Bishop Suifeng the highest affirmation and posthumously award him the rank of his priesthood."

Behind the white beard of the Holy Light Judgmenter, there was a little invisible smile. "Everyone will give some explanation for the chasing of the seal."

The Bishop is a third-rank priest. If you follow the title, you must at least add the first-rank. The local bishop is the cardinal responsible for the divine power of a country, and this position has not appeared for many years.

It is logical that there should be four archbishops in the Light Camp, but over the years, because of the certification method of the archbishop, and this method is stated in the Goddess's Imperial Code, so even if someone is qualified to be rated as archbishop, it is difficult to take office.

The Archbishop of the Cardinal, a second-rank priest, is already an existence below one person and above all tens of thousands of people, and is above all the elders; he is on the same level as the eight elders in the Judgment Institute, and the lower Holy Light Judgmentee is half a rank. Moreover, the Archbishop of the Cardinal's divine power has a power of almost the same as that of the king in the Kingdom of Sakhs.

This is not a trivial matter. Most of these elders are concerned about their concerns and continue to remain silent.

"It's better to add another level," said the famous elder weakly, then lowered his head and remained silent, ignoring the eyes around him.

"I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules." The famous elder also whispered, "The Archbishop's determination must be the scales of the Holy Dragon of Light, but the Holy Dragon is somewhere above the sacred mountain, and we can't find any trace of him."

"When the story of Bishop Sufeng spreads, if the Holy See does not make any statement, it will probably be questioned by believers."

Then, there was another silence...
Chapter completed!