In the Holy Son Dojo, all the thirty-three major forces were silent.
The most incredible thing, and the thing that worried the three major domain forces the most, finally happened.
Luo Fu actually defeated Wan Wuhen and became the leader of this year's Holy Son Ceremony.
Since the end of Penglai's sermon, the Twelve Ancestral Lands have been defeated, making the three realms deeply aware of a young man named Luo Fu.
It is rising with unstoppable momentum, and it is rising rapidly!
The three major domains even invited a very small number of the reincarnated saint sons of true immortals, who were regarded as treasures, to participate in this saint son ceremony.
Just to be able to suppress Luo Fu and once again declare the strength of the three major domains.
But this still failed to stop him!
Couldn't stop Luo Fu!
The Immortal Kings of the major forces, the reincarnated Son of the Immortal Emperor, died, were defeated, and suffered heavy losses!
Even a large number of forces that were once in the top 16 were directly kicked out of the top 16 list because they encountered Luo Fu prematurely.
On the other hand, Penglai Shenzong...
But it was the Penglai Shenzong who was ranked last in all dynasties and was not even qualified to be looked down upon. No one even took a look at it.
Thanks to Luo Fu, he actually got the first place in the positive ranking!
this moment.
The entire Holy Son Dojo was still silent.
The silence, from the moment when Luo Fu killed Wan Wuhen, to now, has lasted for at least a cup of tea.
The silver-haired supervisor finally couldn't stand it any longer. Seeing the Xuanqing Sect Master's hesitation, he couldn't help frowning and coughing lightly.
The Xuanqing Sect Master finally woke up from a dream, recovered from his dejected state, and then his eyes were filled with complex expressions, and he sighed slowly.
Fortunately, the leader of the Xuanqing Sect is much stronger than the leader of the Haoran Sect, both in terms of city and character.
The master of the Xuanqing Sect stepped forward and arrived in the middle of the Saint Son's dojo.
As if he still had expectations, he looked towards the big screen for the last time.
Maybe the miracle he expected happened, or maybe the next moment, Wan Wuhen suddenly jumped out unscathed.
However, he could not wait for this miracle.
In the end, Xuanqing Sect Master withdrew his gaze and cleared his voice resignedly: "The final result of the battle of the top four, I believe there is no dispute in everyone's mind."
"Since the three Holy Sons except Luo Fu have died, these three people cannot decide the ranking through the resurrection match."
"That being the case, follow the order of the death of the Holy Son."
"In this Holy Son Ceremony, the fourth strongest Holy Son: Lu Chen."
"Haoran Confucianism School won the fourth place in the Bendu Holy Son Ceremony."
After hearing this, the face of Haoran Sect Master was so ugly that he could almost eat someone.
The monks from all forces looked at Master Haoran with great sympathy.
Someone whispered: "I remember, since the Holy Son Ceremony was founded, this must be the first time that Haoran Confucianism has been kicked out of the top three, right?"
Someone whispered in agreement: "Yes, the Haoran Confucian sect used to be either second or third, but this time they got... fourth."
"I'm really worried that with the character of Sect Master Haoran, she will lose her mind the moment Luo Fu comes back and kill Luo Fu!"
The person next to me said: "Do you think the thirty-three supervisors are just for a living?"
At this time, the voice of the Xuanqing Sect Master sounded again.
The Xuanqing Sect Master seemed to wait for everyone to digest the news before continuing to announce: "In this grand ceremony of the Holy Son, the third strongest Holy Son is Kuchanzi."
"Infinite Buddhism, won the third place in the Bendu Holy Son Ceremony."
When the leader of the Wuliang Sect heard this, his expression was not much better than that of the leader of the Haoran Sect.
It didn't matter if he didn't fall out of the top three, but Ku Chanzi, who helped him get third place, still died.
Master Haoran lost Lu Chen, and Master Wuliang also lost Kuchanzi.
Then, the leader of the Xuanqing Sect sighed deeply, holding back the anger in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "In this ceremony of the Holy Son, the second strongest Holy Son: Wan Wuhen."
"Xuanqing Taoist Sect won the second place in this Holy Son Ceremony."
In the direction of Fushan at Xuanqing Daomen, there was a scene of sadness.
Wan Renxue's face was filled with tears, she clenched her fists with lust, and said in a hoarse voice with hatred: "Luo Fu, you actually killed my brother Wan Wuhen!"
"This blood feud, I, Wan Renxue, must repay you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times!"
"I will make you pay with blood!"
After the Xuanqing Sect Master paused for a moment, he finally sighed weakly for the third time.
"This grand ceremony of the Holy Son, the leader of the Holy Son: Luo Fu."
"Penglai Shenzong won the first place in this Holy Son Ceremony."
In an instant, the entire Penglai Shenzong Fushan direction was boiling.
All the old-style Zongzong Sages, as well as the new Zongzong Sages who were newly promoted from casual cultivators, all laughed happily.
The 10,000 Tianzong disciples who came to watch the battle cheered and jumped up from their seats.
Fang Luxuan, Nalan Ruoqing, Fang Qingxue and other female disciples also covered their faces with their hands excitedly, not daring to let their tears flow down.
No matter the sage or his disciples, the moment Luo Fu killed Wan Wuhen, they knew they had won and they had taken first place.
But all this was too dreamy, and they couldn't even believe it until the Xuanqing Sect Master personally announced the result.
"Oh ho ho ho ho! It's so cool!" The Wine Master waved the big gourd excitedly: "It's so damn good to relieve your hatred!"
"Damn it, from the moment our Penglai Divine Sect set foot in Tai Cang Fairyland, we have never been taken seriously by other forces."
"Aren't you even chatting with us, the Penglai Divine Sect?"
"But now, who cares about your grandma, who has won the first place, and which force has won the first place!"
"Relieve the qi! The little old man must drink for ten days and ten nights, and he will not stop until he is drunk!"
The Wine Saint shouted out the thoughts of other elders and disciples.
This complete victory is so important and so proud!
From being looked down upon by others to being looked down upon by others, it was as exciting as rising from the mud to the clouds overnight.
Sect Leader Nalan did not get carried away.
He just smiled, he was tensed.
Now, his identity is different.
He is the leader of the first god-level force ranked in the Holy Son Ceremony.
He has to become high-end and mysterious, and he has to get used to not being able to show his emotions or anger.
In fact, in my heart, I have already thanked all the ancestors and sect masters of the Penglai Divine Sect.
Of course, the most grateful person is Luo Fu.
At this time, the thirty-three supervisors left the tower one after another.
Thirty-three old people floated towards the Penglai Shenzong Fushan direction at the same time.
Led by the silver-haired supervisor, all the supervisors clasped their fists and smiled at Sect Leader Nalan.
"Sect Master Nalan, congratulations, your sect won first place in the Holy Son Ceremony."
"Congratulations to your sect for cultivating such an outstanding talent as Luo Fu."
Sect Master Nalan smiled slightly and returned the salute with clasped fists: "Supervisors of the Taicang Holy Realm, fellow Taoists, you're welcome."
This scene was seen by the leaders of the other thirty-two god-level forces, and they felt sour in their hearts.
In the past, they could still remember how arrogant the big guys from the Taicang Holy Realm were.
Once the previous Saint Son Ceremonies are over, these Taicang Saint Realm bosses will just turn around and leave without even bothering to say a word about the occasion.
From beginning to end, unless someone commits a foul, he won't even open his eyes once!
Not to mention making a special trip to congratulate the number one force like now.
This is unprecedented, a first time!
At the same time, everyone also knew that the thirty-three supervisors were not to give face to Master Nalan, nor to the Penglai Shen Sect.
This face is given to Luo Fu.
"Supervisor." At this moment, Luo Fu's voice suddenly sounded on the big screen.
