Under the blue sky, there is a long stretch of yellow sand, and from time to time a hot wind blows, taking away every trace of moisture.

This is the place where the western desert and the western part of the country gather, the remnants of peacocks and the cult of the common people.

The Great Cadres built a line of defense in the Western Regions to distinguish the inside and the outside. Within the defense line, although the climate is dry, it is not a yellow sand after all, and outside the defense line, there is a boundless desert.

Although this is the territory of Daqian, in fact, Daqian does not have any expectations for this desert. The Western Regions is more like a land of exile. Everything that the big cadres don't want is stuffed into the Western Regions.

Of course, there are also many people who can't get along in the big dry and run to the Western Regions to avoid the pursuit of the enemy.

In the past, overseas places were also a refuge for many people, but recently, Dongying has frequently dispatched fleets to sweep overseas, and it is already a meat grinder, which can no longer be called a refuge.

Therefore, people can only pour into the Western Regions.

And on this day, in a gathering place outside the defense line, a mysterious man gathered in a pitch-black cloak.

As we all know, wearing a black cloak in the desert is an extremely stupid thing to do. When the sun hits the dark fabric, all the light and heat will be absorbed by it, giving it a strong sense of heat.

However, this figure in the pitch-black cloak obviously did not feel the slightest heat. Beneath the hood, there was a deep darkness that seemed to absorb all the heat, bringing a hint of chill to the surroundings.

And in this darkness, there is a bored face.

'Tired of life, one succeeds to the throne in the True Martial Arts, but the other body has to run into this desert, it's really tiring. ’

Qing Yu snorted a little helplessly, kept a good pace, and walked forward.

The rebellion in the Western Regions is about to begin, and there are rumors inside and outside the defense line. At this critical moment, the twenty-five boys in the nine days wanted to drag their feet.

On the Shadow King's side, it was difficult for the Psychic Realm powerhouse who had already appeared to make a move, but he still sent a Psychic powerhouse to arrive, and he had already arrived at the gathering place "Kartim" in advance.

Kaltim, in the local slang of the Western Regions, means the jewel of the West. The people of the Western Regions, the remnants of the peacocks, the cultists, as well as the shadow building, the secret capture of the six doors······ This largest gathering place in the Western Regions is home to a mix of dragons and snakes.

However, due to the recent investigation by the Shenwu Army, the fugitives and thieves on the Central Plains side can't get out. Inside Kaltim, it is also in full swing. I used to wear it as usual, but now it's indispensable to check when I enter Kaltim, so let's sneak in. ’

I heard the Shadow King say that there are other members in the Nine Heavens who have moved their minds to drag their feet, and they will also take action. It seems that the Shadow King has more than one ally (pseudo) in the Nine Heavens. ’

While moving his mind at will, and taking the same steps at the same distance, Qing Yu turned into a cloud of glow outside the earthen city wall of Kartim, penetrated the city wall, and entered the gathering place.

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Turning his gaze back to the Zhenwu Gate, the succession ceremony has already opened, and the person in charge of presiding over the ceremony is the only one of the three elders of Zhenwu who is still awake.

As the only remaining older generation, Tonghua is the most suitable to host the ceremony. So although he was extremely reluctant, he still came out of the secret realm and presided over the succession ceremony for Qing Yu.

At this time, in the face of many visitors in the Taiji Palace, Tonghua held the Zhenwu Sword and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, my Zhenwu Sect has suffered a great disaster, and the head of the sect, Xuan Chen, has been victimized by a traitor, and his identity has been replaced by others, and he has made trouble in the door. Fortunately, the younger disciple Qing Yu, the genius of the sky, is the year of the weak crown, which is extraordinary, and the realm of the gods.

A few months ago, Qing Yu rushed to Hefeng, exposed the fake people, fought with them, and set things right, so that the demonic atmosphere in the Zhenwu Sect was swept away, and it was still clear. Yes, after the discussion between Poor Dao and all the peak masters, Qing Yu will succeed to the position of head today, please witness!"

In a few words, he did his best to clear the feather, regardless of whether others believed it or not, anyway, all the Seven Peaks Peak Masters present nodded with a smile, looking relieved.

Among them, Xuan Zheng, the main body of Zhengyang Peak, and Xuan Lin, the main master of Tianxu Peak, reacted the most strongly. Xuan Zheng, the master of Zhengyang Peak, was the confidant of the previous head Xuan Chen, and he was about to burst into tears, which showed his gratitude to Qing Yu.

After all, Qing Yu killed the fake person, and it can be regarded as avenging the former head Xuan Chen, and Xuan Zheng was naturally extremely moved.

As for the others, the focus is still on the words "the year of the weak crown". The year of the weak crown is twenty years old, which means that this young Tongshen, the new head of the True Martial Arts Sect, is only in his twenties.

In his twenties, he was already a god, which is unimaginable.

Of course, there are also many people who have checked Qing Yu's origin in advance and know who his master is, and they look at the people of the True Martial Sect with very strange eyes, and they don't know what to think.

"Please Qingyu enter the temple. In the end, Tonghua moved true qi and called Qing Yu into the temple.

At the gate of the Taiji Palace, a figure appeared from virtual to real, as if teleporting, and stepped forward step by step under the gaze of everyone with different thoughts.

The white-haired Taoist who walked calmly seemed to be the center of heaven and earth, pulling everyone's attention, and the indescribable spirit made it difficult for everyone to speak, and even the thoughts were not superfluous, just watching this figure move forward.

Whether it is malicious or goodwill, everyone's minds are blank at this time.

Of course, the so-called crowd does not include the powerhouses of the Divine Realm.

When he was approaching the front line, only three steps away from Tonghua, a hand suddenly came out horizontally and stopped on Qingyu's way.

"Wait!"

Qing Yu's footsteps did not stop, still moving forward at a steady pace, but in that seemingly slow figure, there was an unstoppable force.

"Boom-"

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the violent sound was deafening, the advancing body and the outstretched arm touched, and the true qi of the two sides officially collided, bursting out of a powerful air current, lining up all the people who were approaching, and the visitors standing on both sides involuntarily retreated backwards, until they reached the wall of the main hall and did not stop.

"Bang-"

Immediately after the first sound, there was another muffled sound, and the figure blocked by the cross arm took two steps backwards, and stopped the figure with one foot back.

And Qing Yu, his pace did not stop, and his forward posture did not waver or pause, he took three steps forward and came to the front of Tonghua.

Tonghua stretched out his hand holding the real martial sword.

Qing Yu took the divine sword, which symbolized the position of the head of the True Martial Sect and was also the most suitable for the "Tai Void Extreme Sutra", and bowed to the statue of the True Martial Emperor at the end of the main hall.

Then, he held his sword in one hand and turned to look at the person who was blocking the ceremony, "Young Heavenly Master, what do you want to say?"