Chapter 1834: Glory plus (third)

"Zhen Xian, brother, what does this real demon have to do with the ancient demon?"
Sumo asked, he remembered that the ancient devils ranked third, while the true devils ranked second.
"The true ancient demon has long existed. The true demon is only a descendant of the ancient demon, and it is a split, the demon of the mysterious star, and the descendant of the ancient demon!" The voice.
"It turned out!" Sumo nodded slightly, above the list of the Taikoo Wanzu, there is indeed a Tianmo family, ranking higher than the real Mozu.
"Is the number one chaotic and ancient Protoss still there?" Sumo asked again, since the third-ranked ancient demons are not pure, the two races in front are estimated to be Not necessarily there.
"These two races are rather strange, not a race that breeds and inherits. There are no ethnic groups. It is said that there will be one or two people every 10,000 years. I don't know the specifics!"
"One or two people appear every 10,000 years!" Sumo heard nothing, can this be considered a race?
However, this is strange, not a race that has been inherited. Where did it come from?
Shaking his head, Sumo did not ask much. These have nothing to do with him. He just asked curiosity.
After carefully scrutinizing a konjac, Sumo couldn't see the other person's body shallow, only to see that the other party was repaired in the early days of Wu Shengjing, and was less than a hundred years old.
The konjac naturally found Sumo staring at him, but he just glanced at Sumo and he didn't care.
Because at this moment, paying attention to his gaze, a small Wu Zunjing seven heavy weapons, he will not look in the eyes.
Immediately, Sumo took another look at the people of the major Xinghe. The virtual state of presence was quite a lot, and the genius within the age of 100 was also very much.
From the countless arguments around him, Sumo found that there are several geniuses that are extremely interesting.
These people, in addition to the konjac, are the dragon arrogance of the dragon, the Xuanjing Buddha of the Ami Xinghe, the Sun Taishan of the sacred sacred family, the Yin of the undead, the Fengling of the Tianfeng family.
These people, except the Xuanjing Buddha, are all demon or alien.
Undead people, all wearing a black robe, and the Yin, tall and thin, wearing a cloak on his head, people can not see the face.
The Fengling of the Tianfeng family is a woman with delicate facial features, a beautiful face, wearing a green long skirt, and even green hair, giving a strange beauty.
As for the Xuanjing Buddha of Ami Xinghe, it is very unexpected that Sumo’s expectation is that this person is a young monk who looks like a 16-year-old, very young, wearing a purple pimple, closing his eyes. bunk.
Sumo looked at it casually and he stopped paying attention. His goal was only konjac.
When Sumo looked at the genius, several other disciples of Wanjieshan were also looking at it.
Gao Haoran squinted slightly, and when he was in the light, he swept the konjac from time to time, and his heart was secretly calculated.
Although he is extremely confident in his own strength, he is not sure to kill the konjac.
After all, defeat is one thing, killing is another.
Therefore, it is definitely not easy to kill the konjac.
The people on the square are getting more and more, the people watching the big stars, and the countless people of the Taiyin.
In the midair around the square, the Ukrainian pressure was over, and it was full of people.
Everyone is waiting, and the main character of the canon has not appeared yet.
Did not wait too long, about a quarter of an hour later, a group of people in the sky came.
This group of people has fifty or sixty people, the first person, two middle-aged people.
One of them, eight feet tall, wearing a cyan gown, looks like a peaceful, like a middle-aged scribe.
Another middle-aged man, dressed in black, has a cold face and a black hair almost falls to the legs.
These two are all virtual powers, and behind them, the cold red robes, the purple crown, the extraordinary momentum.
Later, it is the strong people of the Taiyin, Fan Yunsheng and Yun Youyou are among them.
"I have seen the patriarch! I have seen the elders of Puyang!"
When a group of people came, the figure stayed in the air, and countless Taiyin people respected the ceremony.
The two middle-aged people, the Green Shirt scribe, are the Taiyin patriarchs, and the middle-aged man with long black hair is the elder of Puyang.
Sumo also got up and held a fist.
"Exemption!"
The gloomy eyes are very gentle, as if they are ordinary people, their eyes sweeping through the crowd, and the sleeves are waved.
The elder of Puyang did not say anything, and his face was indifferent.
"Xie chief!" All the people responded, and they screamed.
Immediately, the Yinshen led a group of strong people and landed in the North Stand, where seats had already been reserved.
"Thank you for coming to my Taiyin family. If you have a bad reception, please forgive me!"
The gloomy eyes glanced at the three-way stand in the southeast and west, and held a fist and said aloud.
"The yin is polite!"
"The Yin gods are polite!"
"Haha, hundreds of you are not seen, the spirit is still the style!"
Many of the powers of the virtual state of the power, have opened their mouths, facing the Yin God, few people dare to support.
You must know that the Yinshen is the power of the third change of the virtual state. It is called the super strong, and the peak of the universe is not far away.
The realm of illusory God, every realm is a different place, and it is difficult to upgrade a realm. It is unparalleled.
"I didn't expect the three elders of the real demon to actually come in person, rude!" The gaze of the gods finally fell on the body of the three elders of the real demon, with a slight fist.
Among the powers of sitting, most of them are the first change of the virtual state and the second change. Only the three elders of the true demon, and the repair of him, are the third change of the virtual state. .
"Yin is polite!" The three elders also gave a slight hug to return.
The Yinshen nodded, not too much chilling, and looked around the audience. Lang said: "Today is the hall of the Taiyang Shaozuo patriarch. I welcome you to come and observe the ceremony. Now the hall officially begins!"
The yin mythology fell, and the cold evil stepped out, and stood tall, and in the eyes of the public, boarded the central platform.
Next, the elders of the haze, simply introduced the cold evil to everyone, and then a series of cumbersome book-ending process.
Worship the heavens, worship the ancestors of the Taiyin, worship the origin of the yin, and so on.
Cold evil has always maintained a light face, but the pride of the heart is enough to break through the world.
He didn't have a moment, he could be as prestige as today. Under the witness of countless powerful people in the wilderness, he became the patriarch of the Taiyin. It was a glory and he was the protagonist of the times.
At this moment, what enchanting, what Sumo, is not worth mentioning in his eyes.
He is the young patriarch of the Taiyin. He will be the patriarch of the Taiyin in the future. He will be in power and control the entire Ming Dynasty.
Finally, in the voice of the elders of the haze, officially announced that the cold evil became the minority patriarch of the Taiyin.
The whole process did not last long, only half a quarter of an hour.