"The new Holy Lord?" Li Shier smiled happily.

I am not dead yet!

"The old Holy Lord is not dead yet, so this group of people is a little anxious." Ji Wuchen rarely laughed, but said with a hint of comforting tone: "Zuoqiushan is probably going to change the sky."

"That's it." Li Shier nodded.

The four words "New Holy Lord" have many meanings.

The election of the Holy Lord has always been strict—

Although the Wanshan League has been established, the Holy Lord has not been replaced.

Li Shier sat down for thousands of years!

But in order to show fairness and justice, Li Shier still formulates a formal process.

Of course, the last one of the entire law of all the alliance is oneself—

The first Holy Lord Li Shier has a veto.

According to the law of Wanshan League, if the new Holy Lord wants to pass the canonization, the previous Holy Lord must die, and two-thirds of the members of the entire Wanshan League Supervision Mission voted to pass.

This means that many people inside Zuoqiu Mountain have been cleaned.

In other words, most people have betrayed the Holy Lord.

Otherwise, no one dares to leave such a rebellious word as the new Holy Lord in his faith.

"I thought they would hold the ceremony several months later. But unexpectedly, these people were a little anxious after all." Li Shier didn't care. He sorted out the letter paper and looked at the contents.

"Nanshan Han?"

He was a little surprised when he saw a familiar name on it.

"Now, after our Wanshan League Supervision Mission and the Wanshan League attending departments, a total of 3,712 tribal leaders have decided to appoint Nanshan Han as the new sage master!"

Li Shier was reciting, and his tone was a little wrong.

But he still suppressed his inner anger and continued to recite: "Four years ago, the Holy Lord was unrighteous, which caused the maid to cause chaos, causing heavy losses to the Wanshan League. Now, the new Holy Lord wants to regain the reputation of the Wanshan League, and specially invited the Lord of Yongcheng City and Gui Qiye to come to Fengshantai one month later!"

"Fengshantai?"

Ji Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "A month later, the Tianchang List will be re-ranked. As far as I know, masters of various sects have recently broken through the barriers, intending to compete for the first place in the Tianchang List. The location of this competition is Fengshantai!"

After walking out of Kunlun Mountain, Ji Wuchen still knows the current situation with his eyeliner set up by Yun Chengfeng in his early years.

In the past, not many people on Tianbang cared.

Often, some young people and juniors of the sect come to participate.

But this year, experts from all walks of life were moved and heard the news, threatening to participate in the Fengshantai competition!

Now, the invitation letter sent by Wanshanmeng actually selected the time and place on the day the Tianlist was opened. The intention was intriguing.

"Will we fight?" Li Shier pinched the letter paper into a ball, and when he let go, the letter paper had turned into ashes.

"Of course I have to fight!" Ji Wuchen put away the white paper fan and showed a solemn expression: "I am alive to kill you!"

After saying that, he slowly raised his hands!

The wind comes!

In the hot summer, a biting cold wind keeps coming!

But strangely, the wind couldn't figure out the direction.

It seems to blow from all directions.

Yun Chengfeng subconsciously retreated and took out a cotton coat from his bag.

The old world is here.

"The cold air in your body seems to have been much heavier than the last time." Li Shier did not draw his sword, and his hands had already ignited the dark fire.

This flame is the burning of evil energy in the Dragon King's Ring, and it will die if it touches it!

After tens of thousands of years of immortality, Li Shier's physical functions have long been fully utilized.

Except, the kidney.

Even this dark fire cannot hurt his body.

"It's really a little anxious."

Ji Wuchen smiled faintly, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Staying in the frozen Kunlun Mountains all year round has caused him to be covered in cold air.

A man must live after all.

The internal organs, plus the blood and meridians are all eroded by the cold air, which has already backfired.

It is true that if you seal the meridian, you will have a way to seal this evil spirit, but a small amount will inevitably erupt, hurting your body.

Ji Wuchen was a little surprised that Li Shier could actually realize these details by doing his own work.

"Frozen!"

He held his breath and leaned forward with his hands!

Click!

An icicle actually grew on the flat ground!

The icicle is centered on Ji Wuchen and quickly spreads towards Li Shier!

The air seems to be frozen!

The flowers and plants within a hundred meters around quickly withered.

Hurry!

The moment the ice hit, Li Shier punched forward!

A strange scene was suddenly born!

The ghost fire actually burned slowly on the icicles!

Originally, water and fire were incompatible, but at this moment, the mysterious ice and ghost fire were intertwined!

"Someone." Yun Chengfeng looked behind him and whispered: "It may be someone from the city lord's mansion."

In fact, it was not necessary for him to say that both of them had heard the roar of cars.

"Sweeping away." Ji Wuchen shook his head helplessly and said, "Next time?"

"Okay!" Li Shier raised his lips slightly and then stopped.

Ji Wuchen also stopped, and the icicle melted instantly.

But suddenly!

The ghost fire did not retreat but advanced, and it rushed forward suddenly!

Go straight into Ji Wuchen’s chest!

"Despicable! My master has always regarded you as a gentleman, but you..." Yun Chengfeng was about to take action, but was stopped by Ji Wuchen.

"I'll ask if the leader is really dead."

Li Shier ignored Yun Chengfeng and walked towards the end of the street.

There is the direction of the Golden Avenue.

It is dozens of kilometers away from Golden Avenue.

While walking, he tore off Cen Zhan's mask.

This face is too inconvenient to walk in Yongcheng.

Fortunately, there is a golden veil in my pocket, which can always be covered.

So, Cen Zhan's face fulfilled his mission.

Thrown into the trash can.

Cen Zhan, who went from Beihai to Yongcheng Road, may never have dreamed that he would become famous!

"Master, are you okay?" Yun Chengfeng asked angrily after Li Shier left.

Although he hated him, he always respected the Holy Lord.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Lord actually launched a sneak attack today?

"He is helping me." Ji Wuchen gently stroked his chest with his hands, feeling a warm breath that was constantly wandering.

It seems that the internal organs that are damaged by the cold air all have a feeling of being warmed.

"You mean..." Yun Chengfeng is a master of martial arts, so he is naturally not stupid.

"He warmed my heart with a fire." Ji Wuchen unfolded the paper fan and slashed into the sky!

The wind blows!
To be continued...