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Shangguanqing stood up and said solemnly: "I agree, Senior Sister Tang is the close disciple of the Palace Master, and Senior Sister Tang takes over as the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace, justifiably."

The cultivators Jiedan who were present looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect Tang Yunshang to be in a hurry to ascend to the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace.

An old woman in green robe in her early 60s stood up and said cautiously, "Uncle Tang, the palace master's bones are not yet cold, and the disciple feels that the most urgent task is to wipe out the demon clan, the palace master, and discuss it after Master Lin and the others come back. It's not too late."

Tang Yunshang relied on the favor of the lord of the Wanhua Palace, so that she could cultivate all the way to the Yuan Ying period. Tang Yunshang abused her power, appointed cronyism, placed her own people, and helped her family develop with the help of the power of the sect. Many colleagues were dissatisfied with Tang Yunshang, if not She made a lot of contributions and was pulled down long ago.

In contrast, Lin Siruo has made a lot of contributions to Wanhua Palace. She does things fairly and has a strong sense of the overall situation. If you have to choose one of Tang Yunshang and Lin Siruo as the Palace Master, most Wanhua Palace disciples will choose Lin Siruo.

Lin Siruo was fighting on the front line and couldn't come back for the time being. Tang Yunshang was going to take advantage of this and sit on the throne of the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace.

Tang Yunshang's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "What? Are you teaching me to do things? Without a palace master, how should I direct my disciples to capture the demon clan? Who will be convinced? Or do you want to avenge the master and them? Or you are a traitor. ?"

"Senior nephew Song, you are so courageous, Senior Sister Tang is a close disciple of the palace lord, and she has the true inheritance of the palace lord. At this critical juncture, this sect should have a strong head to lead the sect to continue. There is no palace. Lord, how should we dispatch the disciples of this sect? Your order, and my order, isn't it messed up?"

Shangguan Qing shouted coldly, a huge spiritual pressure rushed out of her body, pressing down on the old woman in green robes out of breath.

Tang Yunshang took out a square token with a large piece of spiritual flowers engraved on the back and two large golden characters "Wan Hua" on the front.

"This is the Myriad Flower Order, a token of the Palace Master of this Palace. Seeing the order is like seeing the Palace Master."

Shangguanqing immediately bowed and said respectfully, "Shangguanqing greets the palace master."

Numerous alchemists looked at each other in dismay, at a loss.

"What? If you don't kneel when you see the order, are you going to be traitors?"

"The disciple pays respects to the palace master."

I don't know who took the lead, and many cultivators knelt down one after another.

"It's a special period now, so there's no need to make any fuss. In a month's time, the succession ceremony will be held, and people will be sent invitations to Shangqingguan and other six factions to invite them to participate in this palace's succession ceremony."

Tang Yunshang instructed, looking a little excited.

The Wanhua Palace family has a great career and tens of thousands of disciples. From then on, she is the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace.

Let alone a month, Lin Siruo won't be able to come back in three months.

With the testimony of the six factions, Tang Yunshang's position as the palace lord is stable.

"Yes, Palace Master."

A verdant mountain range, a lush peak, Wang Qingshan and Song Mei stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

They have been stationed here for more than half a month, and they haven't found any demon clan at all.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you think the demon clan will really pass through here? Why not pass through other places?"

Song Mei casually said that he is a new senior brother in Wanguigu, and he urgently needs military exploits to consolidate his position.

"Who knows! I hope the demon clan won't pass by here! The dog will jump over the wall when it's in a hurry!"

Wang Qingshan doesn't want the demon clan to pass through here. First, there are demon clans in the Nascent Soul stage, and they may not be able to stop them. Second, the demon clan will be surrounded and annihilated by human immortal cultivators. It will definitely be crazy.

Suddenly, a loud animal roar sounded, and Wang Qingshan took out a pale golden jade plate with a lifelike lion pattern on the surface.

He punched a magic formula into the golden jade plate, and Liu Mei'er's urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Qingshan, there are too many monsters attacking us, we can't stop it, come and support us."

"Okay, we'll rush over immediately."

Wang Qingshan agreed, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, fellow Daoist Wang?"

"It's nothing, Fellow Daoist Song, go and support Fairy Liu! I'll stay here, so as not to fall into the enemy's plan."

Song Mei nodded and said, "Then you should be more careful and contact me if you have anything."

Song Mei was eager to make a contribution. When she heard that Liu Mei'er had discovered the whereabouts of the demon clan, she hurried over.

Wang Qingshan picked up the teacup, took a sip of spiritual tea, suddenly raised his right hand, and slashed towards the void.

The red light flashed, and a red flying sword more than thirty feet long flashed out, carrying a monstrous heat wave, slashing towards a small soil slope.

Boom!

Tupo was cut in half by the red flying sword, and two rays of light flew out from the ground, a girl in a white dress and a young man in a silver shirt.

The girl in the white dress has three white fox tails on the tail, and the young man in the silver shirt has a pair of silver bat wings on the back. The two of them are demons.

"Bai Linger, long time no see."

Wang Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile that was not a smile.

Bai Ling'er's face was pale, her breath was a little sluggish, and she seemed to have injuries.

Bai Ling'er giggled and said in a tempting tone, "What? Daoyou Wang misses the slave family? I didn't expect you to know Lianxiang Xiyu, and the slave family thought that all swordsmen were made of wood!"

Cheng Xiaotian was cut off by Wang Qingshan, Bai Linger knew about Wang Qingshan's situation after a little inquiries.

Wang Qingshan was in a trance, feeling lazy all over his body. A yellow light suddenly lit up his chest, and he regained consciousness in an instant. At this time, a bat claw with a size of several feet suddenly appeared on top of his head, and before it fell, Wang Qingshan's body Back in shape, the bat claws hit the ground, leaving five huge potholes.

Wang Qingshan's sword art was pinched, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, and phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly appeared all over his body. The cyan sword tiger moved its limbs and rushed towards Bai Linger and the silver-shirted youth at the foot of the mountain~www.readwn.com~ A clear sound of swords rang out, and nine cyan flying swords flew from the sword box on Wang Qingshan's back. Out, lined up in a row, there was a burst of clear sword sounds, the blue light flashed, and thousands of blue flying swords emerged out of thin air, like a meteor shower, hitting the opposite side.

Bai Linger's face turned cold, and she said coldly, "Quickly fight, don't delay for too long, or you won't be able to run away."

They attacked the Wanhua Palace, causing the Wanhua Palace's vitality to be seriously damaged, and the seven immortal gates were angry. They sent a large number of masters to arrest them. Many demons in the Nascent Soul stage died at the hands of the Nascent Soul monks, not to mention Bai Ling. Son.

Bai Linger stomped the ground with her jade feet, and a muffled sound came from the ground. Two large yellow hands a few feet long suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbed a cyan sword tiger like lightning, and pinched it. into pieces.

Boom!

The cyan sword tiger burst apart, and the two big yellow hands disappeared.

The bat wings on the back of the silver-shirted youth slammed fiercely, the wind was blowing, and a gray hurricane flashed out to meet the blue sword tiger.

Boom!

The gray hurricane shattered the blue sword and tiger, and disappeared.

Thousands of cyan flying swords fell from the sky, and before they fell, several large yellow hands appeared on the ground, blocking the heads of Bai Linger and the silver-shirted youth.

The big yellow hand was smashed by the dense blue flying swords, and Bai Linger and the silver-shirted youth also avoided it.

Thousands of cyan flying swords were divided into two, respectively chasing Bai Linger and the silver-shirted youth.