Chapter 1142

The Golden Square was enveloped by an atmosphere of silence.

Each domain leader looked at each other secretly. They heard some secret information from their own channels. There were a lot of things about the ceremony, but they should not have a deep connection with them. Whether the current Tianhe sect leader is in charge of the power or the post Presbyterian power, it has nothing to do with their weak local leaders.

Therefore, as long as they quietly wait for the situation to change until the end of the matter, they will lose their lives if they participate in it indiscriminately.

After a long time, the sound of worship gradually died down. When the last voice stopped, the atmosphere of the square gradually became stiff.

On both sides of the throne, two old men in golden robes saw this and looked up together. Zhao Mengdie gently waved.

"Please God monument!"

Zhao Mengdie gets up slowly and steps gently on the ground.

Hum -

the golden pillars standing in the square burst out in unison, and the dark light radiated and surged into a huge monument in the air, on which were the names of the leaders of Tianhe cult.

As soon as the monument appeared, everyone knelt down, and even the elders were bent down. Only the two elders in the front looked down slightly.

"Please preside over the ceremony."

The golden robed elders on both sides of the throne drank together, and their eyes were burning with light. As long as this step was completed, the name of the sect leader would be completely determined, and no one would dare to be presumptuous again.

The two old people in the elder's center slowly opened their eyes, and then the palms that had been carried behind them moved to the front of their bodies.

After him, one of the nearest elders saw the cold surge in his eyes and stood up with a cold hum

If this sound goes on, it immediately makes the whole square stiff, and people's hearts beat. Is this going to start!

"Elder, why do you block the ceremony?" The two old men in gold robes were stiff, their eyes were sharp, their light flashed, and they burst into a drink.

The elder looked at them coldly, and then his eyes fell on Zhao Mengdie. "According to the rules of Tianhe sect, only half of the elders agree with him, and he is the new leader, but we don't agree with him."

The faces of the two old men in golden robes changed slightly.

Zhao Mengdie stares at the elder with cold eyes and murmurs, "elder elder, master, before the fall of master, he has entrusted everything to me. According to the rules, the will of the leader can directly jump over the opinions of the elders."

"Ah, you said that the former leader entrusted Tianhe cult to you, but this is only your own opinion. My news is that after the old cult leader failed to attack the divine robbery, you secretly attacked and killed the old master, and then robbed the cult leader's position and all kinds of divinities to control the whole Tianhe cult. Am I right?" The elder snorted coldly.

"Little girl, you are really vicious. Even your master dares to be cruel. If the position of the leader falls into your hands, I'm afraid that the spirits of the previous leaders of Tianhe sect will be hard to be settled in heaven!"

"Elder, don't talk about it casually. Without the approval of the old master, how can the divinity ceremony be passed on to another person? Do you think that thing can be snatched at will? " Cried an old man in gold.

"Hum, is the inheritance of the old leader forced to pass on? You are criticizing the leader, this is a felony!" Another old man in gold followed.

"The old master trusted the little girl very much. Maybe she used intrigue and cruel secret method. No one can tell about it!"

"Besides, if you want to be a leader, you have to hold the two magic tools of Tianhe cult. Do you have any?"

Zhao Mengdie's eyes were cold, and then her chest glowed with yellow light. A round and round thing like the sun slowly floated. The whole sky was dim in such a bright object. Even the high hanging sun could not compete with it. The indescribable boundless fluctuation floated outward.

It's the smell of the power of rules.

The elder looked at the bright yellow object, and greedy flashed in his eyes. Then he hummed coldly: "the magic instrument is only one of them, and the other one?"

Zhao Mengdie's finger is slightly in front of her body, and a little fluorescence flickers in front of her. Then the fluorescence extends to both sides and turns into a long, glowing yellow gun. Countless dense patterns extend on the barrel of the gun. The tip of the gun is bright and golden, which seems to be able to penetrate the void.

"This is the second artifact of Tianhe cult, Yang Yan gun and elder elder. Both of them are here. What else do you want to say?" Zhao Mengdie holds the spear, and her pretty face floats with frost.

The elder looked at Zhao Mengdie's gold spear, his face trembled slightly, and then his eyes swept to the two elders in the center.

In his sight, the two elders finally fully opened their eyes, eyes full of indifference, and then the voice without emotional color resounded from the heaven and earth.

"Hehe, are you sure your penis is perfect?"

The voice of indifference was heard from afar in the air, but it made people's hearts jump. When they looked at the two old men, there was a slight panic in their eyes. They already felt the strength of the two.

"What do you mean, two chief priests?"Zhao Mengdie's eyes changed slightly. She squeezed the hot Yang Yan gun tightly and said coldly, "do you think the Yang Yan gun in my hand is a fake?"

The two chief priests raised their wrinkled faces, and their eyes were very cold. "Yang Yan gun is true, but it has all defects, so you don't really have the two artifacts of Tianhe sect."

"Well? I'm really curious. What kind of defect method is it? The master gave it to me completely, but he didn't mention the saying that it still had defects. " Zhao Mengdie hums coldly.

"Oh, the defect of Yang Yan magic gun, don't say it's you, even if your master doesn't understand it clearly enough." The other priest shook his head slowly.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Mengdie's face changes.

"In terms of seniority, even if your master is only my nephew, the secret of Tianhe sect. You don't know. It's normal."

The two chief priests sneered and said, "Yang Yan gun is always divided into the body and the spirit of the gun. The spear in your hand only has the body of the gun, but there is no spirit of the gun. How can it be a complete artifact?"

Zhao Mengdie's face was cold, "hum, even if you two are respected in Tianhe cult, if you dare to arrange the artifact at will, I will surely punish you!"

"You girl is really rampant. When your master was here, she didn't dare to do anything to me. However, you were extremely rampant and very impolite. No wonder you always wanted to oppose you!"

"The first owner of Yang Yan's spear was Lord Shenhe, the master of the hundred realms. At first, the treasure was damaged in the ancient war, and the spirit of the spear was destroyed. Later, it was acquired by the founder of Tianhe cult. He finally got a way to repair the spirit of the spear all his life, and when it fell, he sacrificed his soul and soul to restore the spirit of the spear again!"