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Su Lijing smiled faintly and said, "This son Pei Ling is extremely talented. Although he came from a humble background, he is constantly striving for self-improvement and practicing hard. He is the fastest-growing disciple of our Holy Sect in recent years."

"It's a well-deserved pride of heaven!"

"It's just that he is still young, and his cultivation time is short, so his reputation is indeed not obvious."

"However, that's all in the past."

"This seat can assert that after today, Pei Ling's name will definitely be spread throughout the world!"

Hearing this, there was a deathly silence all around.

Just when Su Lijing had doubts in his heart and was thinking about the reason for this, the elder Wu of the Reincarnation Pagoda nodded slightly and said dully: "This Pei Ling is indeed very unusual."

"really."

"good."

"This son is different."

"I'm afraid it's unprecedented."

"Even unprecedented."

"Sect Master Su is magnificent."

Not only the three sects of the evil way, but even the high-level monks of the righteous way all spoke in agreement.

All in all, the eight major sects were very polite and never mentioned the matter of Pei Ling and the suzerain's wife. After all, this is the Chongming sect, and it would be of no benefit to anyone to make matters worse in person.

After exchanging pleasantries with the eight major factions, Su Lijing looked into the field.

Now everything is almost ready, and the guests have basically arrived.

As long as he gives an order, Pei Ling will be able to appear on the stage and climb the blood ladder of all races, taking the rightful place as the Holy Son. However, he always feels that the way people from the Eight Great Sects look at him is a bit strange!

With the electric thoughts in his mind, Su Lijing scanned himself with his spiritual thoughts, and didn't think there was any problem.Afterwards, he looked at Si Hongqing, who was beside him, and saw Si Hongqing was dressed in beautiful clothes, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, and on his gorgeous and charming face, there was a dense haze and a lingering sense of violence.

His whole body was filled with murderous aura, as if he would attack anytime and anywhere.

Su Lijing couldn't help frowning, knowing the reason.

So, he immediately sent a voice transmission: "Not long after the fourth true biography ascended the throne, he was able to be promoted to the Holy Son. This is the blessing of my holy sect, and it is a great joy to invite colleagues to come to watch the ceremony."

"Don't make any face here."

"Now the eight factions are watching from the sidelines. Even if you don't care about your own reputation, at least you should take care of the dignity of the holy sect."

Hearing this, Si Hong tilted his head slightly, glanced at Su Lijing faintly, then turned his head expressionlessly, without saying anything.

Su Lijing felt a little dissatisfied.

It doesn't matter if Si Hongqing usually doesn't give him face.

But these sect masters can't tolerate the other party's reckless behavior!

Thinking of this, Su Lijing then sent a voice transmission: "Although Pei Ling is not a member of your Sihong family, he is not a member of my Su family either. Even, I have had conflicts with him before, and it is not the same now." Bury the hatchet?"

"As the majestic wife of the suzerain, how can you be so narrow-minded and care so much about a junior disciple?"

"Not to mention doing so, it will make outsiders laugh now, how can we go further in the future?"

Si Hongqing glanced at Su Lijing coldly again, secretly exerting force with her fingertips, she had already crushed the armrest made of Wannian Xuanyu into powder, but in the end, she still didn't say anything, turned her face away, Finally, he showed a smirk that was fake at first sight.

Seeing this, although Su Lijing was still a little dissatisfied, but he didn't bother to argue with Si Hong any more, so he calmly sent a voice transmission: "Let Pei Ling enter the venue, ready to start the grand ceremony."

In a small private courtyard.

The teleportation array in the courtyard was flickering with dim light.

Beside the teleportation formation, Pei Ling had already prepared everything.

Not far away, stands the master of the thirteen inner veins.

It's just that Zhou Miaoli and Su Zhenhe's true biographies never appeared.

Pei Ling was not surprised by this, the Li family had already greeted him before, and this time climbing the Blood Ladder of Ten Thousand Clans was deliberately trying to lure the disciples of the Eight Sects into the bait.

Therefore, no guardian was prepared for him.

Even if it is the master of the upper three veins, when the time comes, they are not allowed to make a move.

At this moment, a figure flashed in the courtyard, Li Wuding appeared out of thin air, nodded to Pei Ling, and said in a deep voice: "It's about time, I can show up."

Pei Ling nodded: "Yes."

After that, without any hesitation, he stepped into the teleportation array in one step.

The thirteen vein masters followed closely behind, and the group of figures quickly disappeared into the small courtyard.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds, on a small vacant platform, there was a cold aura, and a black light flashed, revealing Pei Ling's figure.

He is hunting in a black robe, with a long knife on his back, a stern expression, firm eyes, a hint of hostility between his brows, and a savage aura lingering all over his body. When he stands proudly, a ferocious aura rushes towards his face!

In an instant, all eyes on the scene swept over and focused on him alone.

Even if the figures of thirteen pulse masters appeared immediately behind him, they could not distract everyone's attention at all.

Among them, the gazes of many high-ranking monks on the main seat, even though they were not malicious, were extremely heavy, like several mountains, pressing down on them!

Pei Ling didn't evade, with the same expression as usual, first bowed to the host, then clasped his fists in all directions and saluted.

Immediately afterwards, all the guests stood up to return the salute, and then saluted the lord: "Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, the salary is exhausted, and the blessings are endless!"

"You don't need to be too polite." On the main seat, amidst the chaos and mist, Su Li's sutra voice was gentle and elegant, and he announced in public, "Pei Ling, the true biography of our sect, broke the alchemy yesterday and wants to ascend to the position of the Holy Son."

"Today, I would like to thank all my comrades for traveling thousands of miles to bear witness."

Having said that, he called out in a deep voice, "Monitor the Palace Master."

The Overseeing Palace Master in the purple-eyed black robe immediately stepped forward: "This subordinate is here."

Su Lijing said briefly: "Ascension to the Blood Throne of the Holy Son."

The Master of the Supervisory Palace bowed and said, "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the sea of ​​clouds, which had been changing leisurely, froze for an instant, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Afterwards, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly surged up, howling and roaring, and rushed towards all directions like a stormy sea.

The platform carrying the guests and disciples seems to be an isolated island in the ocean, and under such changes, it is still as stable as a mountain.

However, except for the high-ranking monks, all the creatures were terrified.

"Hehehe!" Many people even couldn't stop their teeth from shaking, they couldn't hold the elephant chopsticks, and they almost got up and ran away immediately.

In the dark, they felt that some indescribable horror and catastrophe were about to come!

After a while, in the sea of ​​clouds, a scarlet throne like a lone peak rose slowly.

The style of the throne is simple and heavy, and it seems to be surrounded by bloody flames.

It was silent, as if it was a creeping beast silently.

In front of the seat, blood-colored stairways of bloody evil spirit rise up into the sky. On each stairway, there are engravings of ghosts walking in the night, and there are countless statues of demons and ghosts, lined up on the left and right.

Coldness, silence, blood, resentment, and evil thoughts overflowed and haunted the venue.

When the throne was raised to the same level as the main one, the Master of the Supervisory Palace said in a deep voice: "The true biography of Pei Ling, the blood ladder of thousands of races."

"The rules of the Holy Sect, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter cannot take office without going through the blood ladder of all races!"

"Today, as a witness, we have climbed the blood ladder of all races before we can be the Holy Son."

"This moment is your last chance to retreat. Once you step on the blood ladder, you will never retreat!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Pei Ling's figure flickered, and he had already appeared on the first blood ladder, roar!

Several blood beasts appeared in an instant, roaring and rushing towards him.

brush!

The bloody saber energy flashed across, and all the blood beasts were cut in two with a single knife, and dissipated in an instant.

When blood rained down, he stepped onto the second floor with great ease.