"Okay, it's time for us to go out." Yin Qingqing said lightly.
Suddenly, he glanced at He Yanxiao, whose meridians were sealed and thrown to the ground, and said lightly: "You two, take care of him."
"Yes." Master Zixia and Ren Qingzhu responded, sneered and walked towards He Yanxiao.
The old and fearless laughter came, and then it stopped abruptly.
Soon, the three people returned to the surface.
In the central hall, Master Zixia and two others moved the throne that only belonged to Master Yun Ling to the outside of the hall and onto the steps.
The disciples on the square outside the main hall had expressions of surprise on their faces after seeing this scene.
Then the next moment, something happened that shocked them even more.
Yin Wuwu actually sat directly on the seat, and the disciples below suddenly made a commotion.
"How can Yin Wuqing sit on it? Doesn't this position only belong to Master Yun Ling, the first person in Tongtian Peak?"
"That's right, and it seems that Master Zixia supports Yin Qingqing in doing this?"
"Didn't you originally say that Master Yun Ling was in seclusion, so Yin Qingqing was temporarily in charge? Why did he just sit on it himself?"
There were also many disciples with dissatisfaction on their faces.
They were talking a lot, not knowing what was going on.
At this time, Master Zixia stood next to Yin Qingqing and said loudly:
"Disciples, listen to the order. Master Yun Ling, the first master of Tongtian Peak, accidentally went into a trap while practicing, and his body exploded and died."
"When I was dying, I passed down my last words. Senior Brother Yin will take over as the leader of Tongtian Peak! He will control the nine main peaks of Ziyang Sword Field!"
"What?" Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned. Were they shocked? They were all dumbfounded.
"Master Yun Ling, who was the leader of Tongtian Peak and had ruled the Ziyang Sword Field for decades, is dead? He died due to body explosion while practicing kung fu?"
Countless people were shocked, and some people didn't believe it at all. Their faces showed extreme grief and anger.
At this time, Master Zixia and Ren Qingzhu had already reached the bottom of the steps. With a bang, they knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Yin Qingqing, and shouted loudly: "See the first seat."
Seeing how the two of them did this, the two of them and the other leaders behind them looked at each other and could only kneel down helplessly.
Seeing their appearance, most of the thousands of disciples on the square knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yin Wuqing.
He suddenly stood up, opened his arms, showed extreme excitement on his face, and laughed loudly: "This Tongtian Peak is mine, and this Ziyang Sword Field is mine."
"Yun Ling, all the things that should have belonged to me have been taken back by me."
He was extremely happy and felt that he had never experienced such a glorious moment in his life.
But suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and he looked coldly in front of him and said fiercely: "Why don't you guys kneel down?"
When he said this, everyone turned around to look.
I saw dozens of disciples standing proudly, not kneeling at all.
One of the disciples said loudly: "Uncle Yin, we are not satisfied with this result!"
"You said that the leader of Yun Ling passed the throne to you before his death. Is there any evidence?"
"The first one was obviously mine, so why did he suddenly explode and die? Why did he pass the throne to you, who has never appeared in the sect before?"
Yin Qingwu said coldly: "Are you questioning me?"
This disciple said very boldly: "Yes, I am questioning you. You said that the first Yunling throne was passed to you, and you have to provide evidence."
"As far as I know, Mrs. He will always guard Yunling's throne every time. If Yunling's leader goes crazy this time, then he will definitely be watching from the side, and he will definitely know."
"Then you ask him to come out. As long as he comes out and says a word, we will be convinced!"
Yin Qingqing said calmly: "He Yanxiao, he is also dead."
"What? Taishang He is also dead?" The disciple laughed loudly: "You are not going to tell us that Taishang He is also obsessed, are you?"
"Is it possible that Uncle Yun Ling and Mrs. He both exploded and died together?"
After hearing what he said, many disciples looked extremely angry.
Many people have heard it, and there must be something abnormal in it!
Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Yin Wuqing's mouth, with a hint of blood and ferocity in it.
He looked at these dozens of disciples and asked slowly: "Do you all think the same thing?"
"That's right!" these disciples replied one after another.
"Okay, if that's the case, then you guys..."
He suddenly roared: "Go to hell!"
As he spoke, the aura from his body surged wildly, bang bang bang bang, and all these dozens of disciples were crushed to pieces by his aura and turned into a ball of flesh.
Seeing this scene, many people let out a loud exclamation at the same time, with inexplicable anger and fear flashing in their eyes.
His ruthless eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he said calmly: "I am the leader of Tongtian Peak. If you dare to question me, this is what I will end up with."
At this time, no one in the square dared to speak.
"What? Master Yun Ling went crazy and exploded to death?"
Two exclamations suddenly sounded in the underground prison.
Chen Feng and Minglan both looked at Li Zitong in front of them with disbelief, and their faces showed extreme shock.
Li Zitong saw their expressions, smiled proudly, and said with a laugh: "That's right, just an hour ago, the old ghost Yun Ling went into seclusion while practicing martial arts and went into a demonic state and exploded to death."
"Before his death, Senior Brother Yin was appointed to take over as the leader of Tongtian Peak. Now Senior Brother Yin Qingqing is probably receiving congratulations from all the disciples on Tongtian Peak!"
"This is impossible!"
Minglan exclaimed in disbelief: "Yun Ling is very powerful, and he practices the most authentic Xuanmen magic in Ziyang Sword Field. How could he go crazy?"
"His skills are the least likely to go crazy."
She suddenly showed extreme anger in her eyes, as if she was going to burst into flames. She looked at Li Zitong and said coldly: "It was Yin Wuwu who killed Yun Ling, right? It was Yin Wuwu who killed him!"
Li Zitong looked at Minglan, sneered, and said: "The leader of Minglan, there are some things you shouldn't say nonsense!"
On the contrary, Chen Feng could see clearly at this time.
He had already recovered from the shock of the news of Master Yun Ling's death.
He looked at the leader of Minglan and said softly: "Sir, everyone knows that it was Yin Wuwu who killed Master Yun Ling, but Yin Wuwu has the power now, who dares to say anything?"
"Haha, you kid, you can see very clearly at such a young age."
