If we were to compete with these rising forces at this time, we might lose sight of one thing.
What's more, the forces under the sects that were the first to be eliminated, such as Kashyapa and Lingnan, have been completely annexed by the forces of this seventh camp.
I'm afraid it's impossible to ask them to spit it out without adding some sweetness.
Therefore, after listening to Hai Mofeng's words, the three sect leaders of the lower three sects looked at each other, and the sect leader Kasyapa said to Hai Mofeng: "That's right, don't say that our six sects dominate the Wangchuan Continent and don't give newcomers a chance to come forward.
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How are you going to divide it?”
Seeing this, Hai Mofeng turned his head and nodded to Jiaxuan Moyan, who was sitting on Lou Xing's seat.
Seeing this, Jiaxuan Moyan stood up slowly, took out a book from his arms, unfolded it and said loudly: "Under the division of the original Lingnan family's power, Qiu District, Dongheng, and the entire area will be owned by the Lingnan family.
Maung River, which benefits water, is owned by the Feichen sect. It was originally..."
A cold voice rose, not asking for advice, but announcing directly.
The three sects, upper and lower, have returned to their former aloofness.
There is a force in the seventh camp that no one speaks out against.
If the six sects break up and their world is at stake, and if the six sects are reconciling, then even if they swallow it, they will probably spit it out.
Otherwise, if the six sects' power is restored in the future, they will not be...
After a series of loud readings, the six factions did not suffer any major losses at all, and what was given to the seventh camp was only a small corner.
"Do you have any objections?" After Jiaxuan Moyan read out, Hai Mofeng slowly turned around to face the people from the seventh camp.
There are thirteen forces in the seventh camp, the largest of which is the four major forces that have swallowed Lingnan, Kasyapa, and two other sects.
Faced with Hai Mofeng's indifferent but aggressive momentum, the representatives of the nine forces in the seventh camp did not dare to speak and kept silent.
But the four most powerful leaders among them looked at each other, and one of them said slowly: "It's not my turn to make the decision. I need to repay my master."
The other three people agreed coldly.
"Master?" Hai Mofeng was stunned, they still had a master.
"Haha, when you arrive at the gate of my sect, why don't you go in and sit down? If the six sects gather outside my sect, everyone in the world will laugh at me for not knowing how to treat guests."
And just when Hai Mofeng and the Six Sects were stunned, a clear voice came, and the group stepped through the vast fog and appeared in front of everyone.