Chapter 2493 Chosen (One More)

He was already dead, but Zheng Er and the others still didn't give up, they swept in like nineteen gusts of wind, and once again knocked Cheng Yuan into the air, not letting his body go, due to the force of their palms, they forcibly beat Cheng Yuan into pieces A mass of meat paste.

Without the protection of the body protection magical skill, Cheng Yuan's corpse was no harder than a stone under Zheng Er's hands, and his bones were turned into powder.

"Ah!" Zheng Er roared angrily.

They have been trapped in the secret realm for 10,000 years, and the twenty-four brothers depend on each other for life, and they have deep feelings, especially Zheng Da, as a senior brother, is just and strict, and has won their support.

This time when they came out of the secret realm, they had to make an earth-shattering feat and dominate the entire Heavenly Demon Realm, so that they would not be in vain trapped in the secret realm for thousands of years.

Although they have lived for ten thousand years, far exceeding the longevity of ordinary people, being trapped in a secret territory is tantamount to being in prison. No matter how beautiful the scenery has been watching for tens of thousands of years, it is a great torture. They are like prisoners, and they must achieve the ultimate goal. Amazing feats can make up for one's own suffering.

But now that the great cause has not been accomplished, the elder brother has fallen, and the head can no longer be revived after being taken away. No matter how mysterious the secret realm is, it is impossible for the elder brother to be resurrected. This makes them angry and aggrieved, wishing to tear Wu Yuansi into powder.

But Wu Yuansi was cunning and had already escaped without a trace. Cheng Yuan ran into their guns and was angrily killed by them.

At this time in the distant Great Dream Sect, a bell suddenly rang in the main hall of the Suzerain, and the melodious bell rang throughout the entire Great Dream Sect. All the disciples heard it clearly, and when they heard six rings in one breath, their faces changed drastically.

They all knew what the six ringing of the bell meant. It was the death of the suzerain and the new suzerain ascended the throne.

They came out of their yards one after another and came to the main hall of the suzerain, staring at the hall with wide eyes in disbelief.

Thirty-six old men in green robes with golden stripes embroidered on their sleeves rushed over, and everyone gave way to let them enter the hall, and came out after a while, with a serious face and nodded slowly.

An old man in green robe said in a deep voice: "The suzerain is indeed dead!"

"impossible!"

Everyone shouted.

In their eyes, the suzerain is not only unfathomable in cultivation, but also scheming, and more importantly, his derivation skills are unparalleled in the world, so it is almost impossible to encounter real danger if he seeks good fortune and avoids evil.

They never thought that one day the suzerain would die, and it would be the other party who died, not the suzerain.

Yi Qingsong was also in the crowd, showing an expression of disbelief.

He also couldn't believe that the suzerain would die so abruptly. He felt that it was a joke for everyone. It was really too strange. He had an earth-shattering cultivation base and was proficient in derivation. How could he die so silently.

He said in a deep voice: "Elder Meng, who killed the suzerain?"

Meng Jing, the elder Meng who spoke earlier, shook his head: "It can't be deduced!"

"How is this possible!" Yi Qingsong said loudly: "The suzerain is wearing the suzerain ring, how could it be impossible to deduce it."

"I was blinded by the secret." Meng Jing shook his head and sighed: "If it weren't for this, the suzerain would not take such a risk, everyone should disperse first, the new suzerain will be elected in three days, and the new suzerain will take revenge after the election .”

Everyone shook their heads and stood outside the hall without leaving.

Meng Jing said in a deep voice: "Now we don't know anything about the death of Sect Master Cheng, but the top priority is the new Sect Master. This is the iron rule of the Dream Sect, and the new Sect Master will be chosen by heaven."

Yi Qingsong said: "Elder Meng, I quit the Heavenly Selection."

Meng Jing snorted and said: "All disciples above the eighteenth generation must participate in the selection of heaven, no exceptions, Qingsong and you are the same!"

"But..." Yi Qingsong frowned.

He is Asura, how can he become the suzerain of the Great Dream Sect, and it is impossible for him to be chosen by the heaven, so it is better to give up, show his heart to everyone, and weaken some hostility and vigilance.

Although the Asura Realm has become much more peaceful now, and they are not as fond of killing as before, they still have to guard against it.

"Needless to say, the election has already begun." Meng Jing said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, three skinny old men came out of the hall, all wearing green robes, with gold thread embroidered on the hem, which was longer than the gold thread embroidered on Meng Jing and his sleeves. One of the skinny old men was holding a purple wood box, and the other two old men are holding two jade boxes.

He placed the purple wooden box on a high platform next to it. The high platform was an altar on which the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the past were enshrined. The purple wooden box was placed in front of the spiritual seats, and then slowly opened.

A cyan bead the size of a fist appeared in front of everyone, like a piece of jasper carved, but it was an ordinary piece of jade, dull and dull.

They immediately stood in awe, this is the eye of heaven, it is the treasure of the Great Dream Sect, the derivation technique of the Great Dream Sect is compatible with the eye of heaven, nothing counts.

The two skinny old men also placed the two jade boxes on both sides. After opening, there were pieces of jade pendants, all the size of thumbs, crystal clear and moist like spring water flowing in them.

These warm little jade pendants are engraved with characters one by one, but they are the names of the 18th and 17th generation disciples. All the disciples' seals are here, without any omission, and they are a symbol of their status.

The three skinny old men glanced at everyone, their eyes were like lightning, and everyone couldn't help lowering their heads.

"The election ceremony is about to begin." The skinny old man at the head said slowly: "All disciples witnessed with their own eyes that the previous suzerain died unexpectedly. It is useless to mourn now. All disciples must cheer up and avenge him."

Everyone suddenly said yes.

He looked up at the sky, and it was the scorching sun that was shining on his head. He sighed and said, "Then let the ancestors and gods choose the next suzerain!"

As he spoke, he lightly pressed the cyan ball.

The other two patted him on the back respectively, with four palms reaching the back, his green robe fluttered all over his body, like an inflated ball, and then slowly flattened down, the originally dim green ball slowly glowing.

The light became brighter and brighter, and the faces of the three skinny old men became paler and paler. The white steam above their heads was like boiling water. Everyone could see their exertion, and they were a little worried that they might not be able to hold on.

"Hey!" A beam of light shot up into the sky, shot out from the green ball, and shone into the sky, as if a hole was revealed in the sky, and a hole appeared in the original white clouds in the sky, as if directly pierced by the beam of light.

"Ding ding ding..." The small jade pendant in the jade box made a clear sound, then floated up lightly, and threw it into the beam of light like a swallow returning to the forest. Following the beam of light upwards, it seemed to be riding the feathers of the wind upwards .

At a height of 100 meters, they stopped going upwards and rolled in the beam of light, getting brighter and brighter.

"Ding... ding ding ding..."

Amidst the sound of Qingming, each jade pendant shattered, turned into powder and slowly fell along the beam of light, and finally only one jade pendant was left floating in the beam of light, and it was absorbing the light of the beam of light, getting brighter and brighter .

The beam of light became weaker and weaker, and finally all of it was thrown into the jade pendant, and the jade pendant gradually melted, condensing into a jasper ring, which quickly burrowed towards Yi Qingsong in the crowd, and fell into his hand.

Yi Qingsong held the jade ring blankly.

Everyone moved away quickly, and there was nothing within ten meters around him.