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In fact, not to mention that Yi Lingxuan and the others were confused, even when these eight people finished speaking, their faces were all confused.

They don't even know why they suddenly speak for this kid.

But the words have already been spoken, and these eight people can only bite the bullet and continue:

"The sacred ceremony is extremely solemn, how can you let you fool around here!"

"What's the matter, wait until the ceremony is over!"

If it is one of them, or the two helmsmen excuse Meng Hang, these fanatical believers may not buy it.

But the eight helmsmen spoke at the same time, and these people could only grit their teeth and sit back in their seats.

Qin Jing's expression froze on the stage, and a monstrous anger rose in his heart.

Over the years, in order to take over the position of the leader of the Wusheng Sect in the future, he has spent countless efforts trying to bribe these eight helmsmen.

But in the end, only Yin Jiuyou and Yumian Langjun-Jiang Xiaoxi were able to befriend him.

But the talent in front of him has been here for a few days. How can the eight helmsmen help him speak in front of so many people at the same time?

The four blood-draining bodies on the altar were dragged down by the four big men, and Qin Jing walked back to his seat with a gloomy expression.

It's just that when he walked to Meng Hang's side, he "unconsciously" threw the girl's blood stained in his hand, and accidentally threw it on Meng Hang's face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Qin Jing had a smile on his face, apologized to Meng Hang again and again, and wiped Meng Hang's face with his blood-stained hands.

It doesn't matter this wipe, the face that was originally only stained with a few drops of blood suddenly became embarrassed.

"Pfft~!"

Seeing Meng Hang like this, Qin Jing finally couldn't hold back and laughed directly.

Seeing this, the eight rudder masters sat on the spot without moving their eyes, nose, nose, and heart, as if they didn't see it.

Only Yi Lingxuan's face changed greatly, so he wanted to ask Qin Jing.

It was just at this moment that Meng Hang, who had not moved the whole time, raised his hand and motioned her not to make a sound.

"No problem."

Meng Hang showed a very kind smile, looked at Qin Jing and said.

Seeing this, Qin Jing's eyes became even more proud.

"No matter how powerful you are, what can you do? Here is the helm of Wushengjiao, and all the senior members of Wushengjiao are sitting."

"And I am the young master of Wushengjiao, no matter how angry you are in your heart, you have to hold it back for this young master!"

And just when he was still complacent, Meng Hang's kind smile suddenly changed.

The right corner of the mouth grinned directly to the base of the ear, and the slender tongue licked the Bloodline from the lips, and let out a strange smile.

"Jie Jie Jie~"

"It doesn't matter, just pay attention in the next life!"

Qin Jing's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and before he could react, Meng Hang's left eye pupil became blood red over the years, and Qin Jing's head exploded instantly.

Blood spurted out of Qin Jing's neck like a fountain, splashing Meng Hang's body, and everyone on the main table. At the same time, it also dyed a table of sumptuous meals blood red.

Qin Jing never thought that Meng Hang would really dare to kill him in front of so many people.

After doing all this, Meng Hang seemed to be fine. He picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of beef head with warm blood in his mouth. He chewed it with great enjoyment.

The blood from the beef ran down the corners of his mouth, and Meng Hang, who was set off, looked like a man-eating evil spirit.

There was silence in the field, and everyone looked straight at Meng Hang, yet they had not yet reacted from this sudden change.

At this time, Meng Hang was like a real devil in the helm of the largest magic sect in the Dragon Kingdom.

"He killed the young master?"

"He killed the young master of Wushengjiao in front of so many people in our Wushengjiao?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Little Lord!"

With a mournful roar, the man in black robe who was beside Qin Jing was the first to react, and he rushed towards Meng Hang with blood-red eyes.

His face was hideous, and he looked like he was going to die with Meng Hang.

In fact, he did have the idea of ​​dying with Meng Hang.

Based on his understanding of the sect master, if he knew that the young master died tragically due to his lack of protection, he would really not be able to survive or die at that time.

"Die!"

The right hand of the black-robed man turned into a sharp animal claw, and it went straight to Meng Hang's heart.

It's just that his metallic arm hadn't touched Meng Hang yet, and his big head disappeared instantly.

Blood sprayed, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Meng Hang! He is Meng Hang!"

Everyone looked at Meng Hang's ugly long face, and their eyes were split.

They looked at his iconic ability, and if they didn't know the identity of the person in front of them, they would be really stupid.

"Little beast, you are courting death!"

The eight rudder masters saw that Meng Hang actually killed the young master in front of them, and his complexion changed greatly, and they all shot and attacked Meng Hang.

"Jie Jie Jie~!"

Meng Hang let out a strange laugh, stepped forward, and disappeared directly in place.

In the next second, as if shrinking into an inch, it appeared directly above the hundred steps.

Then he stomped his right foot against the blood-soaked altar, shaking it in half, and the blood-colored runes on it also faded away.

"Nie Zha, you dare to be disrespectful to the altar!"

Seeing his rebellious behavior, the eyes of the members of the Wusheng Sect were instantly bloodshot, and they were even more furious than when they saw Qin Jing killed before.

"Kill this beast!"

Everyone looked grim and rushed towards the steps.

Meng Hang listened to the screams of killing behind him, without even turning his head, he stepped out again, and his figure disappeared directly above the hall on the steps.

This is the first time Meng Hang has stepped into the main hall in so many days.

The entire palace is as magnificent as a palace. The main hall is supported by several stone pillars, each of which is carved with cruel and cruel beasts.

Further ahead, there are steps made of white marble, on which is a huge throne that is completely pitch-black and extremely solemn.

When everyone came to the hall, they saw Meng Hang sitting on the throne at a glance, looking down at everyone like an emperor.

Seeing everyone squeezed in, Meng Hang grinned and slowly took off the mask on his right eye, revealing the abyss-like eyes below it.

When everyone saw this eye, their hearts trembled, and their whole body felt cold.

It was a ferocious, wild eye full of endless killing intent.

Everyone just glanced at it, and felt that there was a Uzumaki in that dark eye, trying to swept their souls into it.

Meng Hang smiled cruelly and pulled out the invisible nails on his face one by one.

The hair that was originally like a cockscomb head fell softly and became half black and half white.

The thin cheeks also began to fill up again, and finally turned into a angular, handsome, but extremely gloomy young man.

And just when Meng Hang changed back to its original state, the sun poked its head out of the dark clouds.

A dazzling beam of sunlight shone in through the small window behind him, right on Meng Hang.

Suddenly, Meng Hang radiated dazzling light in this dimly lit hall.

Everyone covered their eyes with their hands and looked at Meng Hang, as if they were looking at a god descending from the sky.