Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter magic conference six
The face of the purple-haired young man also turned cold: "This old dog really doesn't know how to appreciate someone."
"presumptuous!"
The people from the Shengjin Sect on the side heard the spontaneous young man say this about Situ Jinzhen, how could they pretend not to hear it?
It will happen immediately.
Unexpectedly, Situ Jinzhen raised his hand and stopped him.
Situ Jinzhen said: "Although each demon sect that came to the Holy Island this time only brought a hundred people, the ones our Shengjin sect brought are definitely top-notch masters."
"Needless to say, the Yin and Yang Sect has only been established for a long time. Although the demon monk Fan Jie is powerful, the strength of his subordinates is very poor."
The purple-haired young man suddenly said: "What about the Five Poison Sect?"
Situ Jinzhen said with an indifferent expression: "What if I said that in addition to my manpower, there are also twelve other demon sects, and I also have a way to get them to take action?"
Hearing this, the purple-haired young man couldn't help but look at Situ Jinzhen more: "Are you sure?"
"I want fifty percent of the support resources." Situ Jinzhen said, "As long as you give me fifty percent, I will agree to what I say."
This support resource is no small matter.
If the four top demon sects were divided equally, each demon sect would get 25%.
But Situ Jinzhen was alone at this time and needed the support resources of two top demon sects.
Although the support resources of these top demon sects are definitely impossible to support behemoths like the Holy Sect and the Miao Witch Sect.
But it can definitely make a second-rate demon sect far superior to other second-rate demon sects.
Twenty-five percent is scary enough.
Not to mention fifty percent.
The purple-haired young man thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Then it's settled."
…
At this time, Uncle He respectfully supported the old Holy Master back to the manor on the Holy Island.
"Holy Lord, do you really plan to show up?" Uncle He asked from the side.
The old Holy Master nodded: "It's impossible not to show up. The people below have begun to act strangely. If I don't come out to calm them down, something big will happen."
"Yeah." Uncle He nodded.
Time passed little by little.
The coronation ceremony has finally begun.
Dozens of round tables were set up in the square, and all kinds of delicious wine and food were served.
The four top demon sects, a total of more than 400 people, all sat down and started eating and drinking happily.
Xiang Zhu had already put on a luxurious evening dress.
Lin Xiaofeng, on the other hand, changed into a suit.
Forget it if Lin Xiaofeng didn't come to the Holy Island.
Now that I'm here, as the young master, I naturally need to attend.
Zhenfeng, Fatty Huang, and Lin Chen followed them.
At this time, Xiang Zhu and Lin Xiaofeng walked onto the round platform together.
In the square, it was like a large banquet.
All the lights shone on the two of them.
"Who is this man?"
"You don't know, don't you know, this is Lin Xiaofeng, the young master of the holy sect, a successor of ghost arts, and he used to be a member of the demon catching bureau."
"So powerful? Among the younger generation, I'm afraid he is the number one. I'm afraid even Lu Yuanqing can't compare to him."
The people below all started talking in low voices.
Among them, a young man with purple hair clenched his fists, veins popped out, and his eyes were filled with boundless jealousy.
"Why can you become the number one person of the younger generation? I have to be unknown. After today, I will let everyone in the world know my name!" the purple-haired young man said in a low voice.
"The four top demon sects have been decided." Xiang Zhu spoke slowly and looked down: "Come up, the four sect leaders."
The four of them, Situ Jinzhen, walked to the stage together and half-knelt down in front of Xiang Zhu respectfully.
"Greetings to the Holy Lord, the four of us will always be respected by the Holy Religion!" The four of them said in unison.
…
On a warship not far from the Holy Island, Liu Boqing stood alone on the deck, looking at the dark sea level.
At this time, a middle-aged soldier came to Liu Boqing's side: "Director, it's cold outside, so we'd better go inside and wait for news."
Liu Boqing's eyes were profound: "It doesn't matter, even though I can't be there, I can still see him off here. After all, he is a great hero of his generation."
"Send it off?" The middle-aged soldier had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Let Guan Xu and Ling Xiao withdraw their hands, the overall situation has been decided." Liu Boqing said with his hands behind his back.
"What?" The middle-aged soldier was shocked: "Let them retreat? That demonic conference."
Liu Boqing sighed: "I didn't expect that person to hide so deeply. The old Holy Lord is finished."
At this time of the Demon Dao Conference, the Demon Catching Bureau came to lay out the plan. Liu Boqing's original intention was to eradicate the old Holy Master.
As long as the old Holy Lord dies, what if the entire demonic path is as stable as Mount Tai?
Still no match for him.
"What a pity." Liu Boqing shook his head slightly.
…
The coronation ceremony was very simple, just announcing that Situ Jinzhen and the others were now the leaders of the top demon sect.
After Situ Jinzhen and the others thanked them, they retreated from the high platform.
Xiang Zhu and Lin Xiaofeng were also preparing to leave.
According to the previous plan, the stage at the back was given to some actors performing singing and dancing.
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu can go down and rest.
Suddenly, thousands of people rushed out from the streets on all sides of the square and surrounded the entire square.
"Here we come." Xiang Zhu said in a low voice.
Lin Xiaofeng frowned tightly and stood in front of Xiang Zhu.
"Who dares to disrupt the coronation ceremony!" Xiang Zhu shouted loudly.
Of course, the answer is self-evident, these people are all those who have not chosen to become the four top demon sects.
Except for Shamanism, which has a huge feud with the Shengjin Sect, everything that should come has come.
And in the banquet below, he suddenly appeared again and again, and all the people of the Shengjin Sect stood up.
Slowly moved towards the high platform.
A smile appeared on Situ Jinzhen's face: "Holy Lord, it seems you are still too young."
"Situ Jinzhen?" Xiang Zhu frowned and said, "How dare you rebel? You ate the oath pearl!"
Why do these other demon sect leaders dare to do this?
Xiang Zhu was a little confused.
"I swear to be loyal to the Holy Cult forever, but not to you, Xiang Zhu." Situ Jinzhen said.
"What's the benefit of doing this?" Xiang Zhu asked.
She couldn't understand what benefits it would really gain from doing this to Situ Jin.
After all, even if he killed himself, Situ Jinzhen would not be able to control the Holy Religion.
On the contrary, it will cause the holy religion to retaliate.
"Hey, it's going to be chaos after all."
An old voice came.
Many people here were trembling.
Xiang Zhu, Situ Jinzhen and other people who were familiar with this voice all showed surprise in their eyes.
With the help of Uncle He, the old Holy Master slowly walked onto the high platform.
"Holy, Holy Lord." Situ Jinzhen's eyes widened.
The exclamations below also came one after another.
The old Holy Lord has led the demonic path for many years, and his reputation is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.
At the very least, after the old Holy Lord appeared, the demon sect leaders who sent people to surround the square all regretted it.