No one expected
Wei Han would suddenly take action in front of everyone, and he could kill Li Zongming with one move. This kind of understatement was like crushing an ant, which is really creepy.
A moment later!
Li Zongming, who was so arrogant just now, turned into a pool of blood mist. Not even a trace of his soul was left behind, and his whole body had been shattered into pieces by the sword energy.
"hiss!"
There were gasps of cold air all around.
Not only the disciples of the Changsheng Sect were shocked, but also the disciples of the Zixiao Holy Land and the major vassal forces fell silent. Everyone was surprised not only by Wei Han's sudden action, but also by the strength he showed.
This is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
Although it's not as good as Chu Zhan's background, it won't be solved with one move, right?
"The Holy Son's strength has increased again!"
"It's so unfathomable, even I feel threatened."
"What kind of talent is this? It's really terrifying!"
Everyone was shocked and talking.
Wei Han withdrew his eyes indifferently, ignored the gazes of others, and directly ordered Lu Qingqing: "Go and deal with it."
"Yes, thank you senior brother!"
Lu Qingqing nodded gratefully and rushed back to the Changsheng Sect flying boat.
She knew that Wei Han was supporting her, so she had to be tougher in the future. Cats and dogs could go to the Changsheng Sect and run wild, which would also lose Wei Han's face.
"Everyone!" Lu Qingqing stood on the deck of the flying boat, rolled up the remains of Li Zongming's body with a cleaning technique and threw it off the flying boat, and then said in a cold voice: "Just now, Shengzi Wei saw that there was a demon cultivator lurking in our sect, and he killed him on his behalf. You don’t need to panic.”
"yes!"
Everyone bowed their heads respectfully.
Especially some of the guest elders who had recently joined the Changsheng Sect, their expressions were startled and they became submissive, and they were already cursing secretly in their hearts.
"Damn it, who said that Wei Han was weak by nature and had a cold relationship with his former master? Isn't this fart?"
"The idiot Li Zongming died unjustly. The Changsheng Sect has the great Buddha Wei Han as its back. I'm afraid even the major peaks in the Holy Land will have to be treated a little less favorably. How dare he covet it?"
"Fortunately, I didn't die with this idiot, otherwise..."
Everyone murmured with lingering fear.
All the little thoughts were put away at this moment, and he no longer dared to be arrogant, because Wei Han was a ruthless character who didn't even bother to find excuses and just killed people!
Who can afford this? If you don’t want to die, just be honest!
"This boy!"
Yu Qingyan, Mu Yuebai and others also smiled and said nothing. They were obviously very satisfied with Wei Han's solution. He was indeed the most outstanding disciple of the Changsheng Sect.
After that, everyone was speechless all the way!
As the battleship team moved to the southeast, more and more flying boats gathered. Whether it was the vassal sects of Zixiao Holy Land or the surrounding forces, large and small, they all dispatched a large number of elite monks to rush over.
When the Twelve Holy Lands were dispatched together, thousands of flying boats flew across the entire Sea of Ten Thousand Stars like locusts. The scene was so shocking that the monsters in the offshore areas were so frightened that the monsters trembled and did not dare to show their heads.
In the end, the densely packed flying boats gathered in an unfamiliar sea area.
Below is a huge, deserted island, but at this moment, layers of formations have been arranged on the desert island, and a huge void portal has been torn open by high-level monks with great magical powers.
This portal seems to be a mirror that stretches across the desert island. It is about tens of thousands of feet long and wide. You can vaguely see the darkness inside the portal, as if it is connected to a space filled with evil energy.
How to specifically arrange so many people and how to suppress the Earth Demon Realm is actually a very complicated matter.
However, the Twelve Holy Lands have already dealt with this kind of incident countless times, and there is no need for people of Wei Han's status to worry about it. Several elders in charge met and discussed the general regulations.
"Wei Han, come to the meeting hall!"
Lei Wanjun's voice came from afar, and twelve huge palaces were already floating in the sky, which were obviously the places where high-level meetings of various sects were held.
When Wei Han arrived, the meeting hall of Zixiao Holy Land was already full of people.
Sitting on both sides were sixteen masters of the realm of gods headed by Lei Wanjun, and below them stood respectfully nine young men and women, who were clearly Lei Feifan and other saints and saints.
Seeing Wei Han come in, all the saints and saints, whether they were happy or not, bowed their hands and said hello politely: "Senior Brother Wei!"
Wei Han nodded slightly, and then bowed his head solemnly: "Greetings to my uncle, my respects to all the masters."
"Okay, okay, sit down!" Lei Wanjun waved his hand cheerfully, and there was a seat reserved for him on the left side at the end, while the other saints and saints could only stand.
Wei Han was not polite and sat down openly.
Lei Wanjun nodded slightly and then looked around and said: "We have just determined the areas where the major holy places will be located. This time, the twelve major holy places will still be the first to lead the personnel of each sect in batches to clear away the monsters and repair the sealing formations. "
"Repairing the sealing formation will be done by the powerful men of each sect in the realm of the gods. You are responsible for suppressing and clearing all the monsters in the area under your sect's responsibility. This is the map of the earthly demon world. Each of you is assigned a responsible location. "
After saying that, Wei Han and others had an extra jade slip in their hands!
There is a very clear map on it, showing the outlines of a large number of mountains, rivers and lakes, which are probably larger than the ten Danghun States. It is no wonder that the Twelve Holy Lands have such a large battle.
If there are monsters all over this place, I'm afraid it will be difficult to clean up.
"Hahaha!" Su Yun'er, the sixth saint, chuckled and teased: "There are ten saints and sons and saints in our sect. How to divide the clearing areas and how to divide their respective teams is a troublesome task. Why don't we let Senior Brother Wei Decision?"
"Yes, as the First Holy Son, Senior Brother Wei needs to make a decision!"
"We will follow our senior brother's arrangements."
Several unfamiliar saints and saints started joking.
They had been traveling abroad and hadn't even attended Wei Han's canonization ceremony. Now they were naturally unhappy about having a young man over their heads, and they started to get angry out of habit.
In this regard, Lei Wanjun and other masters all observed with their eyes and nose, and with their minds.
This is a discord among the younger generation. As the elders, it is really inconvenient for them to speak. If Wei Han can't even suppress these people, how can he talk about suppressing the entire Zixiao Holy Land?
For a moment, everyone looked at Wei Han.
Many people know that he doesn't know much about the many factions in this sect, so they are just waiting to see his jokes. After all, no matter how the tasks are assigned, one will always be favored and others will be dissatisfied. This is a hard job that offends people.
"That's fine!" In front of everyone, Wei Han not only did not feel embarrassed at all, but even deliberately curled his lips and said with a smile: "As the First Holy Son, Wei is qualified to lead the war."
(End of chapter)
