Son-in-law Dan Zun

Nie Feng lowered his head and looked at his clothes, but he couldn't help but look at the top of the stairs, the gorgeous holy robe held by an immortal strong man.

The gloomy and embarrassed look on his face became more and more intense.

I can't wait to find a hole and get into it.

Although at this moment, everyone's attention is on Luo Wushu.

But he instinctively felt that there were countless sneers, and sneering eyes were projected towards him.

"calm down!"

Zhong Kui reminded through voice transmission.

"You have realized that Dao is ruthless, but you still lack the ability to control your emotions."

"You have to remember that you are the last Son."

"No matter when you are, you have to learn to control your emotions. No matter how angry you are or if you want to kill someone, you can't let yourself lose your cool first."

"Besides, Luo Wushu is the candidate for the Holy Son, isn't it a good thing for you?"

Nie Feng nodded heavily.

Take a deep breath of air and force yourself to calm down.

That's right.

Being selected by the Hall Master in advance does not mean anything.

As long as he can finally replace it, his previous words and deeds, everything is as it should be.

Who can laugh at?

And now, the initiative has fallen into his hands.

He wants to fight Luo Wushu, and Luo Wushu has no room to refuse.

Today, no one can save Luo Wushu.

Thinking of this, the gloomy and embarrassing expression on Nie Feng's face also eased a lot.

Gradually, a cold smile crawled out.

But soon, it was restrained again.

He became completely calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care that Luo Wushu became a saint.

Of course, this is only the appearance of what he did to outsiders.

"Very good, you didn't disappoint Master!" Zhong Kui patted Nie Feng's shoulder in admiration.

Since at this moment, the vast space still seemed quite quiet, he still chose to speak through voice transmission.

No one knew that Nie Feng had undergone such a big change in his heart in a very short period of time.

At this time, Luo Wushu finally walked to the front of the white jade stairs.

Looking at that handsome and extraordinary figure, the hearts of many proud people from the Heavenly Desolate Region are filled with deep jealousy.

Why?

Luo Wushu why?

In terms of strength, many forces can easily find many people stronger than him.

In terms of cultivation, he was even more inconspicuous.

The only thing worthy of praise may be that he has obtained the inheritance of the Nine Swords Heavenly Immortal.

But what does this represent?

There is no way to explain that he is better than the other prides and can overwhelm many prides in the wilderness.

"Luo Wushu is definitely not the candidate of the Holy Son." A firm voice came out.

I saw Saint Pang Lin staring at Luo Wushu coldly, and scolded: "You guys, are you used to being idiots, and don't forget to be grandstanding at any time."

This statement came out.

Immediately, many people were suspicious, but no one easily agreed with Pang Lin.

The lord is here.

Is Luo Wushu's courage really that big?

They were suspicious.

Moreover, as the voice of the hall master fell, Luo Wushu was indeed the only one who walked out.

If it's not him, who else could it be?

"Luo Wushu, are you talking?"

"It's okay to be grandstanding on weekdays. Today, in front of such a palace master, he is still so ignorant of life and death."

"What a sacred and solemn thing to canonize the Son of God, how can you be indulgent at this moment?"

In Pang Lin's mouth, an aggressive voice came out again.

Seeing that Luo Wushu didn't talk back, he became more and more certain that Luo Wushu was just making a public appearance.

He is not the so-called holy son candidate at all, so he has a guilty conscience.

"Noisy!"

Luo Wushu let out a cold voice.

However, he didn't give Pang Lin a second look, but continued to step forward and set foot on the white jade stairs.

"Boom!"

One step down, but it seems to be stepping on the hearts of many proud people.

And Luo Wushu's ignorance made Pang Lin feel a deep humiliation and looked extremely embarrassed.

After all, he is also one of the saints, when has he been ignored so much?

"Palace Master, he is not at all the person you mentioned as the Holy Son, right?" Pang Lin looked up at the Heavenly Desolate Palace Master again.

Luo Wushu didn't dare to face his words, in his opinion, it was just an expression of guilty conscience.

However, the Tianhuang Palace Master ignored Pang Lin, but once again looked around the vast world and countless crowds.

"Holy Son, you must not be a mediocre person."

"Today, since he intends to canonize Luo Wushu as the holy son, he will naturally accept the challenge of all the proud sons of Tianhuangyu."

"But because of time, it is naturally impossible for Luo Wushu to fight with everyone."

"So the master of this hall has set up ninety-nine steps on the holy ladder. Luo Wushu can only climb one step after defeating a challenger."

"During this period, as long as someone can defeat Luo Wushu, they can replace him and continue to ascend the holy ladder."

"In the end, those who climbed the holy ladder, put on the holy robe, and were conferred the holy son."

This statement came out.

The vast world was completely boiling.

And Pang Lin's face froze there, and then became extremely embarrassed.

It's not Luo Wushu's grandstanding, but him?

It was also him who spoke presumptuously at such a solemn and sacred moment.

Pang Lin carefully glanced at the Palace Master and found that the Palace Master did not care about his existence.

This made him secretly relieved.

Ants really have the benefits of ants.

And the hearts of the world are becoming more and more shaking, Luo Wushu is not grandstanding.

He is the holy son candidate chosen in advance by the true temple master.

Although it was a little unbelievable, no one questioned anything.

I didn't hear the hall master say, as long as he can challenge Luo Wushu successfully, can he be replaced?

And this doesn't seem to be difficult.

What's really rare is the pressure that needs to be faced after Luo Wushu is replaced.

But even so, there are still a lot of rubbing voices.

Eager to try.

Even in the end, you can't climb the holy ladder.

But being able to defeat Luo Wushu and make a splash is also something to be proud of.

Can blow for a lifetime.

"Hahaha... Victory over Luo Wushu, isn't it as simple as drinking water?"

Pang Lin laughed and flew towards the white jade stairs, trying to be the first to eat crabs.

He naturally didn't think he could climb the holy ladder.

But being able to defeat the Holy Son candidate chosen by the Hall Master in advance at such a highly anticipated moment is enough for him to make a splash.

Let countless people in the wilderness remember him.

Of course, he was also jealous enough to hate Luo Wushu.

How can a guy who has had **** luck be selected by the temple master and canonized as a saint without even officially joining the temple.

If Luo Wushu hadn't appeared, wouldn't there be a scene of today's canonization at all?