He was already dead, but Zheng Er and the others still didn't give up. They swept in like nineteen strong winds and knocked Cheng Yuan into the air again. They did not let go of his body. With the force of their palms, they beat Cheng Yuan to death.
A ball of minced meat.
Without the protection of the body protection magic, Cheng Yuan's corpse was no harder than a stone under the palms of Zheng Er and others, and all the bones turned into powder.
"Ah!" Zheng Er roared.
They have been trapped in the secret realm for ten thousand years. The twenty-four brothers depend on each other and have deep feelings. Especially Zheng Da, as the senior brother, is fair and strict, and he is deeply supported by them.
This time when they come out of the secret realm, they have to do something earth-shattering and unify the entire Heavenly Demon Realm, so that they can live up to being trapped in the secret realm for thousands of years.
Although they have lived for tens of thousands of years, which is far longer than the lifespan of ordinary people, being trapped in the secret realm is like being in prison. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is a great torture to watch it for tens of thousands of years. They are like prisoners, and they must achieve the ultimate goal.
Only amazing achievements can make up for the suffering one has suffered.
But now that the great cause has not been accomplished, the senior brother has died. His head was taken away and he can never be resurrected. No matter how mysterious the secret realm is, it is impossible to revive the senior brother. This makes them angry and aggrieved, and they want to tear Chu Li into powder.
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But Chu Li was cunning and had already escaped without a trace. He let out a sigh of relief first, but Cheng Yuan hit their guns and was furiously killed by them.
At this time, in the distant Great Dream Sect, a bell suddenly rang in the main hall of the sect leader. The melodious sound of the bell resounded throughout the entire Great Dream Sect. All the disciples heard it clearly. When they heard the ringing six times in one breath, their expressions changed drastically.
They all knew what the six bells meant, which was the death of the sect leader and the new sect leader's accession to the throne.
They all left their courtyards and came to the main hall of the sect leader, staring at the hall with wide eyes in disbelief.
Thirty-six old men in blue robes with golden stripes embroidered on their sleeves came in a hurry. Everyone made way for them to enter the hall. They came out after a while, with solemn expressions and nodded slowly.
An old man in green robes said in a deep voice: "The sect master is indeed dead!"
"impossible!"
Everyone shouted.
In their eyes, the sect leader is not only unfathomable in cultivation, but also full of schemes. More importantly, his deduction skills are unparalleled in the world. Therefore, it is almost impossible to encounter real danger by pursuing good fortune and avoiding misfortune.
They never thought that one day the sect leader would die, and it would be the other party who died, not the sect leader.
Yi Qingsong was also in the crowd, showing an expression of disbelief.
He also couldn't believe that the sect leader would die so suddenly. He felt that it was a joke for everyone. It was really strange. He had an earth-shattering cultivation level and was proficient in deduction. How could he die so silently?
He said in a deep voice: "Elder Meng, who killed the sect leader?"
Meng Jing, the elder who spoke earlier, shook his head: "I can't deduce it!"
"How is this possible!" Yi Qingsong said loudly: "The sect master carries the sect master's ring, how can it be impossible to deduce it."
"I have been deceived." Meng Jing shook his head and sighed: "If this were not the case, the sect leader would not take any risks. Let's disperse now. The new sect leader will be elected in three days. After the new sect leader is selected, he will take revenge.
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Everyone shook their heads and stood outside the hall without leaving.
Meng Jing said solemnly: "Now we know nothing about the death of Sect Master Cheng, but the top priority is the new Sect Master. This is the iron rule of the Dream Sect. The new Sect Master will be chosen by heaven."
Yi Qingsong said: "Elder Meng, I withdraw from the Heavenly Selection."
Meng Jing snorted and said: "Everyone who is a disciple of the eighteenth generation or above must participate in the Heavenly Selection. There are no exceptions. Qingsong, you are the same!"
"But..." Yi Qingsong frowned.
He is an Asura, how can he become the leader of the Great Dream Sect, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Chosen to choose him. It is better to give up directly, express his feelings to everyone, and weaken some hostility and vigilance.
Although the Asura Realm has become much peaceful now and is not as fond of killing as before, it still has to be on guard.
"Needless to say, the selection has already begun." Meng Jing said solemnly.
After he finished speaking, three skinny old men came out of the main hall. They were all wearing green robes with gold threads embroidered on the edges, which were longer than the gold threads embroidered on Mengjing's sleeves. One of the skinny old men was holding a purple wood in his hand.
The other two old men were holding two jade boxes.
He placed the purple wooden box on a high platform next to it. The high platform was an altar. On the altar were enshrined the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of all generations. The purple wooden box was placed in front of the spiritual tablets and then slowly opened.
A cyan ball the size of a fist appeared in front of everyone. It looked like it was carved from a piece of jasper, but it was an ordinary piece of jade, dull and dull.
They were immediately in awe. This was the Eye of Heaven, the treasure of the Great Dream Sect. The deduction technique of the Great Dream Sect was consistent with the Eye of Heaven, and nothing was counted.
The two skinny old men also placed the two jade boxes on both sides. After opening them, there were jade pendants one by one, each about the size of a thumb, crystal clear and warm like spring water flowing in them.
These gentle jade pendants are engraved with characters one by one, but they are the names of the eighteenth generation disciples and the seventeenth generation disciples. All the disciples' seals are here, not a single one is missing, which is a symbol of their status.
The three skinny old men glanced at everyone, their eyes were like lightning, and everyone couldn't help but lower their heads.
"The Heavenly Selection Ceremony is about to begin." The skinny old man at the head said slowly: "All the disciples have witnessed with their own eyes that the previous sect leader died unexpectedly. Now it is useless for me to grieve. All the disciples can do is to cheer up and avenge him."
Everyone responded with a roar.
He looked up at the sky and saw that the blazing sun was shining directly on his head. He sighed and said, "Then let's ask the ancestors and gods to choose the next sect leader!"
He spoke and gently pressed the blue ball.
The other two patted him on the back respectively, with four palms touching his back. The green robe around him trembled like an inflated ball, and then slowly flattened down, and the originally dim green ball slowly began to glow.
The light was getting brighter and brighter, and the faces of the three skinny old men were getting paler and whiter, and the white steam above their heads was like boiling water. Everyone could see how hard they were struggling, and they were all worried that they might not be able to hold on.
"Tsk!" A beam of light shot up into the sky, shot out from the green ball, and shone into the sky, as if a hole had appeared in the sky. The white clouds in the sky also had a hole, as if they had been directly penetrated by the beam of light.
"Ding ding ding..." The small jade pendant in the jade box made a clear sound, and then floated lightly, like a swallow returning to the forest, and threw it into the light column. As the light column went up, it seemed to be riding on the feathers of the wind.
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At a height of 100 meters, they stopped rising and rolled inside the light column, becoming brighter and brighter.
"Ding...ding ding ding..."
In the clear sound, each jade pendant was broken into pieces and turned into powder slowly falling along the light column. In the end, only one jade pendant was left floating in the light column, and it was absorbing the light of the light column, getting brighter and brighter.
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The beam of light became fainter and fainter, and finally it was all thrown into the jade pendant, and the jade pendant gradually melted and condensed into a jade ring, which quickly went towards Yi Qingsong in the crowd and fell into his hand.
Yi Qingsong held the jade ring blankly.
Everyone quickly moved aside, and the area within ten meters around him was empty.