Chapter 3692 Ten Thousand Steps Back

Ji Liuhe quickly lowered his head, "Brother, I'm the one talking too much."

Only then did Feng Jiuxiao glance around, and said: "Everyone, as you have heard, the patron saint chose to leave for some reason."

"But please believe that the patron saint absolutely attaches great importance to Hongmeng, and will never abandon us!"

"Feng is also very heartbroken about this. After all, Master Long has always been Hongmeng's most solid backing, leading us to open up the four directions and strengthen Hongmeng."

"Once upon a time, I, Feng Jiuxiao, led the clan's children to fight in all directions. Wherever I went, all the alien races bowed their heads and surrendered!"

"But recently, the Bamen's gang has become ineffective, and the pioneers are losing money day by day, and even lost a large number of elite monks..."

"Even today, the so-called talents we have elected, even monks like Manhuang, can't handle it..."

"Presumably, Master Long chose to leave because he planned to use a strong dose of medicine, so that we can no longer rely on him and revive Hongmeng's majesty!"

After saying these words, many people in the Eight Sects sighed, quite ashamed.

"Everyone! Only after someone came here did I truly understand Master Long's good intentions!"

"This time the Eight Gates Competition, the reason why these wild and alien races came here is because Master Long told us to recognize the reality!"

"If Hongmeng continues to degenerate like this, sooner or later it will be swallowed up by wild alien races! Our Qianqiu foundation will be destroyed by alien races!!"

Feng Jiuxiao paid respects to the sky, "I, Feng Jiuxiao, swear to Master Long that I must guard Hongmeng and never let the barbaric aliens trample on half an inch of Hongmeng's land!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a tsunami of applause from the scene!

"Elder Feng Jiuxiao is mighty!!"

"Master Feng Jiuxiao! Be our patron saint!!"

"Hongmeng will never lose to Little Manhuang!!"

Many radicals even began to curse at Ren Tiankuo, Ji Hantian and others just now.

"This Feng Jiuxiao, his acting skills are really amazing." Su Qingxue sneered.

"How can you build the Nine Heavens Palace with pure personal strength?"

Xiao Wangge showed a worried look: "Uncle, this is going to be difficult. It seems that the patron saint has really left. We are alone and alone. Why don't we withdraw first and make a long-term plan?"

Ye Fan was silent and didn't speak, so Xiao Wangge could only sigh resentfully.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhou Hankong laughed back angrily: "Feng Jiuxiao! Stop pretending! You can really talk nonsense!"

"The patron saint has always kept promises! Since the first place in the eight-door competition can make a wish to the patron saint, how can it leave?"

Qi Sanchuan laughed and said, "Zhou Hankong, are you stupid? To make a wish to the patron saint, you don't have to make a wish with Master Long!"

"If Hongmeng elects a new patron saint, wouldn't the first one still be able to make a wish?"

"Yes, in terms of strength and qualifications, our palace master is the most suitable candidate to succeed the patron saint," Ji Liuhe said loudly.

The masters of the Xuanming clan in the Beihan Temple were immediately dissatisfied.

"Fuck you! Outsiders don't know what kind of virtue Feng Jiuxiao is, but who among us in the primordial world don't know?"

"As for his son, Feng Qintian, who killed his first wife and was full of crimes, he blindly shielded him!"

"A good young man like Feng Yunsan has been imprisoned by you for so long just because he was not your own!"

"The young talents who pioneered together with Fengyunsan back then can all testify how you persecuted the flesh and blood of your subordinates!"

"Even his biological daughter, Feng Tayue, couldn't stand it, and went directly to the dark gate!"

"A licentious guy who is just trying to catch fame, is he worthy of succeeding Hongmeng's patron saint?"

Naturally, the people from Jiuchongtian Palace couldn't bear to listen to it, and they all released their coercion, with fierce expressions on their faces.

But the people in the Beihan Temple are not weak, and several of them directly entered the form of Xuanming Ice Soul, fighting against these Shenlong masters.

In an instant, the scene was filled with raging dragon flames on one side and bitter ice wind on the other!

"Feng Jiuxiao, even if Master Long is gone, I, Zhou Hankong, will not approve of it. You come to be Hongmeng's patron saint."

Zhou Hankong had a gloomy and cold face, and his long hair turned into snow white, like ice crystals.

The light around him quickly dimmed, as if entering the night.

"The God of Winter..."

Seeing this scene, Su Qingxue couldn't help but exclaimed: "This week's Hankong's bloodline cultivation is not trivial."

"Sister Qingxue, aren't you already the god of winter? Are you each other?" Wu Yeju laughed.

"No... Zhou Hankong's God of Winter, the temperature is much lower than mine, and it's more relaxed. I'm still far from reaching this level," Su Qingxue said.

"Sister Qingxue has good eyesight. Many people think that I am a monk second only to Feng Jiuxiao in Hongmeng, but in fact, Zhou Hankong has surpassed me in the past ten thousand years."

Xiao Wangge squinted his eyes and said: "This Zhou Hankong, ever since his beloved wife was taken away by Feng Jiuxiao, has been working hard for this day."

"Even if the patron saint is gone, he and the power of the Beihan Temple will be the strongest opponents of Jiuchongtian Palace."

Ye Fan nodded, and he had already seen that in terms of overall strength, the dozens of people at the Northern Cold Temple were really on par with Jiuchong Tiangong.

Even though Feng Jiuxiao still has the advantage, if the sacrifice is heavy, there is no guarantee that other forces will take advantage of it.

"Zhou Hankong, you are in vain for being the elder of Hongmeng, you really let me down."

Feng Jiuxiao had a sad expression on his face, "For personal grievances, you betrayed the entire future of Hongmeng to a barbaric foreign race, can your conscience be at ease?"

"If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it. Feng Jiuxiao, why did I betray Hongmeng?" Zhou Hankong sneered.

Feng Jiuxiao stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Xuxuan who was standing among the Xuanming clan.

"That Zhou Xuxu, the main body is a demon king in the wild, named Satan!"

"You Xuanming clan sent a demon to participate in the big competition, and you still want to make a wish with the patron saint?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience boiled again!

"What!? Zhou Xuxu is the Demon King?"

"How is it possible, he doesn't have the breath of a demon?"

Ye Fan couldn't help frowning, Feng Jiuxiao actually found out?

Even if it was a demon who came, no one had actually discovered Satan except those of the level of Geros.

The protoss like Taicang also looked surprised, obviously they didn't expect Satan to be this young man.

Ye Fan could see that it also benefited from the Realm of God and Wushuang.

"This Feng Jiuxiao, it's hidden deep enough, you can't bear to say it until now?" Xiao Xin'er said.

"It's useless to say it. If Satan doesn't admit it, who can forcibly expose it?" Patricia said.

Zhou Xuxuan looked calm, as if he was not the object of condemnation at the scene.

"Feng Jiuxiao, I don't know what you're talking about at all. Xuxu is my son. When did he become a demon? Why didn't I know?"

Zhou Hankong sneered and said, "Even if you take ten thousand steps back, if Xuxu is a demon, so what?"

"This time, the patron saint also invited wild demons and other races to watch the battle."

"Don't think that you can cover up your Feng Jiuxiao's ugliness by talking about some peripheral things!"

"You want to be the patron saint? If you want to cover the sky with one hand, I, Xuan Ming, will be the first to refuse!!"

Feng Jiuxiao had a serious look on his face, and suddenly he took a step and came to Zhou Xuxuan in an instant!