Who doesn’t want to watch Master Lu Fan ascend the throne up close? Such legendary moments are anyone who can participate. No one wants to miss it.

On the top of the mountain, the great elder looked at the sky and nodded, "The auspicious time has come, please take the sect master to ascend the throne."

The second elder nodded, took a step forward, raised his hand and immediately the sky fainted slightly.

Above the Nine Peaks, there was a sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring. At a glance, you could vaguely see the shadows of nine divine dragons circling above the Nine Peaks.

"Please ask the sect leader."

The second elder shouted loudly, all the disciples of the Shenhuang lineage immediately looked like the foot of the Jiuxiao Mountain.

puff.

A beam of light fell from the sky and shone straight at the foot of the mountain.

In the light column, a figure slowly emerged. Who is it if it were Lu Fan?

He was wearing a simple warrior uniform, Lu Fan's Wufeng heavy sword had been put away, and Xiao Hei was not on his shoulder, but followed Fatty Dong in the crowd, looking at Lu Fan with wide eyes.

Fatty Dong hugged Xiao Hei and laughed: "Xiao Hei, look, your master is the sect leader now. Be happy."

Xiao Hei rolled his eyes, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Fatty Dong. His expression seemed to be saying. My master is the sect leader, what does it have to do with you?

As soon as Lu Fan appeared, the disciples of the Shenhuang lineage on both sides bent down and bowed to salute.

If you are not a disciple of Jiufeng, you should kneel on one knee to show respect.

Lu Fan looked up at the top of the mountain, with a faint smile on his lips.

He gently wiped his fingers on the Jiuxiao ring, and Lu Fan walked forward slowly.

Walking up the rutstone steps, the crowd on both sides said in unison: "Welcome to the Sect Master."

Wherever Lu Fan walked, the crystal stone slowly shone. In the sky, the phantoms of the nine divine dragons were all lowered to Lu Fan.

Among the crowd, there was a sneaky man with a complicated expression and whispered to the people around him: "Import you immediately that Lu Fan has really become the sect leader. He also received full support from the Shenhuang lineage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red cloth under his feet suddenly released his strength and bound him to the place with the people around him.

Several disciples from the Shenhuang lineage looked at them and said mercifully: "The formations are opened at the ceremony. You spies dare to speak more and not know how to live or die."

Immediately, several people quickly dragged him away, and then they didn't know how to live or die.

Lu Fan walked all the way to the top of Jiuxiao Peak, and from here, he could see the Shenhuang lineage.

The nine elders also bowed slightly. There was no arrogance and disdain on their faces when they first met Lu Fan. Now only respect and convincing were left.

The great elder walked up and held out something in his hands and said, "Nine-Dao Xuantian Clothes, the sect leader of all generations, please."

When Lu Fan heard this, he stretched out his hands and immediately, several elders helped Lu Fan put on his clothes. This white robe was definitely the peak chaotic holy object. As soon as he put it on, Lu Fan felt a warm force, protecting his body.

"Sect Master, please sit down."

The second elder shook his right hand and said with a faint smile.

Lu Fan flew to the chair. The wide chair reminded Lu Fan of the dragon throne in Wu'an Kingdom Palace.

A chair is nothing, but the identity represented by this chair made Lu Fan feel deeply moved.

Master, if you can see this scene, you will definitely be very pleased.

Lu Fan wiped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, and then slowly sat down.
Chapter completed!