The Strongest System

"Haha..."

In the endless void, a huge battleship quickly moved forward.

Where Lin Fan stood, looking down at the whole land, laughing wildly.

"The outside is the world of Xiaoye."

After coming out of Zongmen, Lin Fan found himself so excited, and also brought over the battle of the Sovereign.

This time, after going to Jiuyi Zong to solve the problem, Lin Fan was ready to run around in the battle boat.

The speed of this battle boat is already very fast in Lin Fan's view. It is much faster than the previous battle boats. In a blink of an eye, it is ten miles away.

I just don't know what the principle of this battle boat is. If I can know the principle, Lin Fan doesn't mind building a houseboat.

Lin Fan stared at the front, waiting for the Jiuyi Zong, went to find the Supreme Token Shard, and the forbidden land of the Seven St. Old Dog.

....

Jiu Zongzong.

In the past month, Jiu Zongzong has been in a state of depression, and some disciples have lost hope for the future.

The sovereign is dead.

The elders of the elders are also dead.

The first major place in the great West was once completely degraded.

Some disciples have left the Nine Emperors. They don't know where the future is and want to go out and find a new future.

However, some disciples are swearing to accompany the salary and work hard to reinvigorate Jiu Zong.

"Senior brother, the ceremony of the lord's vesting began immediately." Feng Xiaoling is somewhat sad. Although the future of the Jiu Zong sect may be very rough, he believes that the brothers will be able to lead the ninth ancestor to the path of glory again.

"Well." The salary wind nodded, the Zongmen could not be the leader, and such a burden was on the salary, let it be a moment, some breathless.

Feng Xiaoling looked at his brother, and some words were in his heart, but hesitantly hesitated. "Senior brother, in fact, the current situation, the lord's ceremonial ceremonies, can not be held, the investigation of disciples report, there are many sects of the heart."

The salary is looking at the distance, and the temperament that once was so great has changed.

"The younger brother, Jiu Zongzong is still a big man, but it is still a big one. The ceremonies cannot be cancelled. As for those sects, they will face them sooner or later, let them come." The salary is serious.

"But brother, brother Lin's relationship with you, if the Holy Family came to support, we may..." Feng Xiaoling always thought about this.

The salary shook his head. "Teacher, you have to remember that we are owed too much to the Holy Family, too much."

Feng Xiaoling didn't know what to say. In the end, he only nodded. He knew what the brothers thought. He could understand why the brothers should do this. It is not the case today.

“How are the people coming from?” asked the salary.

"It’s already here."

....

Jiuzong Zongshan entrance.

The Jiuyi sects are busy, receiving one after another sect, and all the major gates of the Great West have come.

"Senior brother, I am a little nervous." Shanmenkou, a welcoming disciple, said nervously.

He has never had this situation before, but now the Jiu Zong Zong is not as strong as it used to be.

"Teacher, don't be nervous, take out our momentum," said a disciple.

At this time, a team of people appeared at the gate of Jiuyi Zongshan.

"The sect of the Red Cloud sect led the disciples to come and congratulate the new lord on his place, and the gift... a decade of Zhu Guo." The disciples who greeted the major sects, after receiving the gifts, will inform you.

But when he saw this gift at the moment, his heart was also trembling.

This is not to congratulate, but to humiliate.

The Jiuyi sects gathered around the mountain gate. At this moment, I heard the contents of this briefing. Everyone’s face is extremely ugly, ten years of Zhu Guo? This is simply shame.

"How? Your nine-story hospitality is just like this? Congratulations also congratulate, and the ceremony is given, let us stand at the door?" said the red cloud sect.

The disciples of Hongyunzong also began to complain at the moment.

"Oh, it’s all like this, it’s so arrogant."

"Nine-year-old Zong Zong is still not self-righteous, and we can come to face."

"It is not that the abandonment of the ceremony is not light. In the past ten years, Zhu Guo was the biggest gift from our sect to Xiaozongmen."

....

The nine 霄 霄 disciples listened to these humiliating words, and the heart was also angry and burned. When the Jiu Zong sect was so humiliated, how can these sects say this?

But when I think of the situation of Jiu Zongzong today, those disciples are clenching their fists and can only swallow their voices.

"Hu Zongzhu, still inside please." At this moment, Jiu Zongzong once met a disciple of Tianjiao.

"Well." Red Yunzong Hu Zongzhu nodded. "You will be a man."

The Tianjiao disciple smiled bitterly. Once upon a time, the lords of these sects, who dared to be so arrogant.

Today, there are thirty-eight gates in Zongmen, and Hongyun is the last one.

Outside the main hall of the Ascension, each of the sects sat in their respective positions, and the thirty-eight lords also exchanged with each other, and did not hide the sound, as if they were afraid that the nine ancestors could not hear the general.

"Yang Zongzhu, what did you send?"

"A box of jewels."

"Yang Zongzhu is the atmosphere, I sent a ten Zhuguo."

"Haha, Hu Zongzhu, you have some buckles, this box of jewelry, you can buy your two Zhuguo."

"Oh, Hu Zongzhu is not deducted. Ten years of Zhu Guo is a good thing. I am poor, and I have sent some gold."

....

The great masters exchanged with each other, and the nine-faced disciples who stood around, the expression on their faces was very ugly.

It seems as if the slaps are on their faces, they are very sad.

The bulk of the once great Western land has now fallen to this point.

They know that these people are not good, not by congratulating them.

Today's Jiu Zong Zong is like a piece of meat on a cutting board.

The big heaven is strong...

There used to be a lot of strong people in the Nine Dragons, but now there is no one. This has to be said to be a satire, even a small door is not as good.

Looking at the appearance of the major lords, the hearts of the many disciples of the nine ancestors burned with a anger.

Even to make them even more angry, the disciples of those Zongmen also pointed to them, as if they did not put them in their eyes.

Those disciples are not high, killing them is like crushing an ant, but at this moment they can jump on their heads, not because the Jiu Zong sect is no longer strong.

If the lords and elders are still there, whoever dares to swear in these sects.