Seeing that Chu Yueyi had decided, He Xiongshan stopped persuading him, but he also felt admiration.

The warriors in the world pursue the truth of enlightenment, fame, wealth, power, and money and status.

Even the firmness of your will will be moved.

The younger a person is, the more immature his mind is.

When she met such an honor, no one was emotionally excited, and she was so calm and as if she was full of care.

But it has to be said that Chu Yue rejected the throne of martial arts and only lost an opportunity to attract attention in front of 100,000 disciples.

But it also made the people behind her even more loyal!

The great elder not far away, leaning on a crutch under the scorching sun, was supported by the waiter and looked towards Chu Yue.

A gratified smile appeared on the old man's pale face.

The waiter shook his head and wondered: "Miss Ye is so willful. She refused the martial arts throne that her disciples could not ask for, but she refused in public."

"You're wrong."

The Great Elder said weakly: "This is not willfulness, but a vision and extraordinary mind! Such a person will be granted a marquis and a king in the future, and only such a person can win people's hearts."

The waiter was half confused, but he was still confused: "There are only a few people, except for the young master of the Yan family, Leng Qingshuang, the strongest disciple of Hongmeng Palace, is it just Xuan Ji Moliu, is it worth it?"

"You will know if it's worth it or not."

The elder said patiently: "These children are Ling Tian's future and the inheritors of martial arts civilization."

only……

The elder smiled bitterly, and he was so breathless.

I don’t know if he, the sick old coffin, can wait for such a day.

While the master and servant were talking, Chu Yue had already led everyone to the seat of Xuan Ji disciple.

He Xiongshan touched his chin, looked up at the martial arts throne, "If this is the case, what should I do if the empty martial arts throne..."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Xiongshan smiled and asked a group of souls to sit on him to see the world.

Then everyone saw a bunch of little souls wearing Shenxuan clothes and carrying Baoer, squeezing on a throne floating in the air.

He Xiongshan was still pointing and pointing at the side.

Seeing this, all the disciples' chins fell to the ground in shock.

Is this still the second elder who has always hated evil?

Could it be that it was dropped?

Chu Yue leaned lazily on the table, looking at He Xiongshan, who treated the little souls as his disciples, with a smile on his eyes.

"Old Mr. He, you haven't seen each other for several months, and you are really getting more and more capable."

An old and full of energy suddenly rang out!

He heard the sound and was tidying up the clothes for the little soul soul. His face suddenly changed and his eyes cracked into complex emotions.

He kept his bent over, as if the picture was frozen, his gray eyebrows were tightly furrowed and he gritted his teeth secretly.

Chu Yue raised her eyebrows and looked in the sound.

But at the end of the eighty-two martial arts platform, the senior officials of Shenxuan slowly walked up to the magnificent tower.

The person who spoke was a gray-haired old woman, with a strict bun, a golden phoenix crutch in her hand, wearing the unique clothing of Shenxuan Yuanyuan, mainly in black and gold tones, and she was quite majestic and domineering!

Next to the old lady was a man in a blue shirt, supporting the old lady with slender hands.

The man's temples were as thin as a knife, with golden flames between his eyebrows, and his thin red lips were filled with a shallow smile.

When walking, everyone's style is full of everyone's style!

Leng Qingshuang's voice sounded in Chu Yue's ears: "The man in a blue shirt is Nangong Chu, the top star-killing list!"

Hearing this, Chu Yue immediately appeared in her mind the man with strange eyes who was forced to ask her that morning, Yu Siming, the former star-killing leader!

"That old lady is Mr. Lu Qiong, one of the twelve elders of Shenxuan, and also Nangong Chu's master."

Leng Qingshuang said again.

Chu Yue narrowed her eyes halfway and inadvertently looked at He Xiongshan in the air. She keenly captured something wrong with He Xiongshan.

Shenxuan's deacons opened the golden-level treasures.

I saw a golden staircase flashing with dazzling light among the treasures of the ten directions, connecting the martial arts throne above and the vast earth below!

Nangong Chu and another girl with two pigtails of green dresses helped Lu Qiong walk up the golden stairs.

Grandma Lu Qiong smiled slightly and looked down at He Xiongshan standing in front of the lower throne. "Old He hates evil and is extremely disgusted with the evil things in the world. How come he has become worldly and smooth now? Could it be that Old He also learns to please His Highness the Holy Land's fiancée?"

Nangong Chu and the girl in green skirt stood on both sides of the throne under Grandma Lu Qiong like a guardian on the left and right sides.

Grandma Lu Qiong looked at He Xiongshan's back with a sarcastic look, and added a fire in the wind and clouds: "It seems that time is really a good thing, but it's just a few decades. Mr. He forgot to swallow your father's things, and he was the evil resentful spirit. I'm afraid that Lord Lingzun will die with his eyes when he sees his family traditions are unbearable."

He Xiongshan stood in front of the martial arts throne, hanging in the air, and the sky behind him was Grandma Lu Qiong.

He lowered his head and looked at the little souls in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the rainy night when lightning was thunder and lightning many years ago.

The evil spirits devoured his father who vowed to defend the right path to death!

Even though dozens of years have passed, even though he has grown from black hair to white hair.

The tragedy of that day is vivid in my mind, and it cannot be removed in the nightmare I dreamed of every midnight!

He Xiongshan's turbid eyes turned red, and his body and shoulders were trembling with a slight magnitude!

The little souls were piled up together, and they were all excited.

After discovering the changes in He Xiongshan, little souls floated to He Xiongshan and rubbed them with their little heads, as if comforting him.

The old man's hostility gradually stopped.

He said sternly, "Sit down well, don't look around without any rules. You have to watch the martial arts competition later. After the end, you have to write down your martial arts experience after watching it."

The little soul nodded like pounding garlic, and was very well-behaved and sensible.

A kind smile appeared on He Xiongshan's old cheeks.

Grandma Lu Qiong looked at him, suddenly grabbed the golden phoenix crutch and waved it into the air-

Everyone heard the red and golden lightning tumbling like a dragon, and the deafening thunder sounded that made people's eardrums tingle!

"Where is the judge army?"

Grandma Lu Qiong smiled and said.

The series of judges flocked to the crowd from all directions, with a powerful momentum that shocked the young disciples.

"What's going to happen." Leng Qingshuang frowned.

"Yes, someone wants to... be disrespectful to me." Chu Yue said lightly.

The trial army surrounded the Wudaotai.

It can be seen that the majesty of the position of the veteran is!

Grandma Lu Qiong looked at He Xiongshan with an ugly face and smiled: "Old He, don't let these dirty things ruin your reputation. The Judgment Army will not throw these evil dirty things into the Burning Sky Cave to burn to death."

"yes!"

The trial soldiers approached the Little Soul along the golden staircase.

The little souls gathered together, with big eyes open, with anger in their eyes.

Chu Yue sat gracefully on the table with her legs crossed, with a bloodthirsty smile creeping around the corners of her lips, and her long tender fingers gently stroked the sharp bone-breaking axe.

"Who dares?!"
Chapter completed!