Although people have doubts, they have no choice but to wait.

Time continues to pass!

Day four!

Day five!

Day six!

As time passed by, the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

Six days later, Yang Ronger still hasn't moved.

Now, even Mr. Puhua couldn't sit still.

This 273256 is the disciple he is optimistic about, and he must recruit the Five Elements Heavenly Sect no matter what.

He pondered for a moment, took out the Heavenly Sound Transmission Talisman, and sent a message to the person in charge of the Desolation Selection, Renmu Zhenren, one of the thirty-six Desolate Generals under the Lord of Desolation.

He wanted to ask Master Ranmu to check on the situation of 273256 in the tower.

…

Dongcheng City Lord's Mansion.

Ranmu Zhenren was watching the singing and dancing in boredom.

Presiding over an election is a hard job.

Once every ten years, it’s extremely annoying.

If possible, he wouldn't want to take on this ridiculous job.

In his eyes, a group of junior heavenly beings were just trying each other, just like rookies pecking each other.

But this was one of the major events in the deserted land, and he couldn't refuse it at all.

Therefore, Renmu Zhenren was actually in a very bad mood at this time.

At this moment, a priest under his command appeared quietly, holding the sound transmission talisman and said: "Master Huang Jiang, Master Puhua of the Five Elements Celestial Sect, with the privilege of the second-grade Tianzong, please come forward to check.

Let me tell you the specific situation of a trial heavenly being in the Nine Tribulations Tower."

Renmu Zhenren raised his eyebrows and wanted to get angry on the spot.
Chapter completed!