Fang Chen looked at this scene in the sky and sighed softly in his heart.

He knew that it was not that simple for Fang Bansheng to be promoted to the holy position.

But he can also be sure that Fang Bansheng must have a clear understanding of what will happen today.

Even Saint Jin Yang and Saint Luo Xue also know this.

"Perhaps these two saints, like me, want to see how Fang Bansheng breaks the situation today."

Fang Chen whispered to himself in his heart.

Compared to the solemn expressions on the Chaoxian Tower side, the strong men in the clouds and mist from all directions were very happy and looked at this scene with gloating.

The white light on Fang Bansheng's body slowly dimmed, and his aura remained at half the level of promotion. It did not continue to increase or decrease due to this.

He looked at the two saints and suddenly smiled:

"Two saints, are you preventing me from being promoted to the holy position because I have too many human bones?"

"As a saint, if you are so selfish and prevent a strong member of our clan from being promoted to the holy position, you are a sinner of our clan!"

Many Fang Clan magical practitioners couldn't help but curse.

Such shouts and curses were heard one after another in Dragon Burial City.

But the two saints didn't care.

Sage Jinyang smiled slightly and said:

"Fang Lie, your promotion to the holy throne needs to be discussed. Let us discuss it for a few more years. Once we have made a decision, it will not be too late for you to be promoted."

"Old Fang, listen to this, what a shameless statement this is. Now that Fang is half-sage promoted, if he continues to be suppressed like this, I am afraid that the Holy Heart will not be reunited, and there will be no hope of being promoted to a saint in the future."

Wang Chongsong couldn't help but transmit the message.

"Ancestor Lie naturally has a way to deal with it, let's just watch."

Fang Chen smiled.

Wang Chongsong also nodded silently. There is no commotion in Chaoxian Tower now because they all believe that Fang Bansheng has a way to counter it.

After all, neither the Saint of Ten Thousand Paths nor the Saint of Forgetting Love has appeared yet.

"Discuss? Since we need to discuss, you should also understand that this will be a discussion between the nine saints, not the two of you. What you say will not count."

Fang Bansheng smiled lightly.

"It's natural."

Sage Jinyang nodded lightly.

At this moment, Saint Luo Xue, who had been silent all this time, said calmly:

"Give me the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, and I can stand on your side."

Upon hearing this, Semi-Saint Zangxue's face became a little ugly.

The semi-saint families from all directions in the mist were all slightly shocked.

On the other hand, Saint Jinyang didn't show any signs of abnormality, and he seemed to be very sure that Half Saint Fang would not hand over the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower easily.

"This Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower is just a thing that a certain senior gave me for safekeeping. I want to return it. How can I give it away so easily?"

Fang Bansheng chuckled: "Sage Luo Xue, don't force others to do anything."

Saint Luo Xue immediately stopped talking and just looked at Fang Bansheng indifferently.

At the same time, Saint Jinyang also chuckled:

"Everyone, if you don't come out to discuss it, then let me and Saint Luo Xue make the decision on this matter?"

This is……

Everyone's expressions changed, and it was obvious that these words were spoken by Saint Jinyang to the other saints.

So...the other saints have already arrived?

While everyone was observing carefully, two figures appeared in the void one after another.

One of them, like Saint Luo Xue, is a woman, wearing a black robe, with a curvy figure, but her face is shrouded in a faint black aura, and her true appearance cannot be seen.

"This is the Saint who forgets his love!"

Everyone was very excited.

And the other one has an even greater background, he is the Saint of Ten Thousand Paths.

As soon as he appeared, his aura faintly overwhelmed that of Saint Jin Yang and Saint Luo Xue.

"What the hell, Master?"

Fang Chen's expression changed continuously, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The saint of ten thousand ways is dressed in a Taoist robe. On the front of the Taoist robe is a crane, with its feet stepping on the clouds and mist of Yin and Yang.

The clouds and mist seemed to be alive, flowing slowly, and the crane did not seem to be a dead thing. Its eyes seemed to be filled with spirituality, silently looking at everyone.

His appearance was exactly the same as Yun He's in Fang Chen's memory.

This is no coincidence!

Seeing this scene in front of him, Fang Chen's eyes subconsciously fell on the Saint of Forgetfulness, and he felt a little surprised and confused.

If the Saint of Ten Thousand Daos is Master Yunhe, then could this person be Yin Shen Beast Ye!?

The generation of Yan Jun who was in power in the human race during the Nine Realms Period!?

"No wonder the relationship between Master and the old man seems to be very good. It turns out that they were a gang as early as the Mingxu period."

Fang Chen suppressed the shock in his heart, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

The greater the background of these seniors, the more assured he is.

"Lao Fang, these are the Ten Thousand Dao Saint and the Wangqing Saint. Although the qualifications of these two people are similar to the Luo Xue Saint and not as good as the Jinyang Saint, their methods and status are both very transcendent.

Not to mention that the Saint of Ten Thousand Paths has unparalleled fighting power. Some people in the Yan Clan even call him the Saint of War. Let’s talk about the Saint of Forgetfulness. What she said will make the other saints think about it again and again. Who dares to refute it easily?

After all, everyone has to die, and after death, it is under the control of the Soul Clan. Whether one can become a Soul Clan and gain an almost infinite lifespan, there are strict rules, and the boss of the Soul Clan has the final say.

"

Wang Chongsong said excitedly.

"Why are you so excited? You are not related to them, so I should be the one to get excited."

Fang Chen glanced at Wang Chongsong.

"Who among us is following whom? Our Wang family and your Fang family are all in the same boat now.

The stronger your Fang family is, the more our Wang family will be able to succeed."

Wang Chongsong said with a smile.

"Sage Jinyang, Saint Luo Xue, you know clearly that Fang Lie wants to be promoted to the holy rank, but it was me and Saint Wangqing who gave the nod, so why are you standing in the way?"

The Wan Dao Sage smiled and said, "This is a bit ignorant."

Seeing the younger Sage Wan Dao acting like an elder reprimanding the younger ones towards the two Sages Jinyang, everyone's expressions became even weirder.

The age of the Jinyang Sage can be ranked among the top three among the nine saints.

There are even rumors that when the Golden Sun Saint became a saint, the Ten Thousand Dao Saints were only a small Third Level Foundation Builder.

Sage Jinyang was not angry either, he just smiled and said:

"Don't be anxious, Ten Thousand Dao Saints. This kind of matter still needs everyone to come out and discuss it before it can be decided."

"Why? One more saint in the human race will be harmful to our race?"

Saint Wan Dao said calmly: "Or do you have selfish motives? Are you afraid that after Fang Lie becomes a saint, he will go against you and Saint Luo Xue?"

"Everyone has selfish motives, and saints are no exception. However, my selfish motives are not used on individuals, but are based on the destiny of my clan."

Sage Jinyang smiled.

"What do you mean by this?"

A faint coldness flashed in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Dao Saints.

"What do you think, five of you?"

Sage Jinyang ignored him and looked at another void.

Everyone found that the aura over there suddenly began to fluctuate, as if there was an extra curtain, and behind the curtain, five figures of different heights stood.
Chapter completed!