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Everyone didn't listen to the conversation between Helian Qianxun and Zheng Lin, they all thought they were whispering something that others shouldn't listen to, and everyone was waiting for the appearance of the trumpet to the sky.

He Lianlong took a long time to go this time, and it took a full hour to return. After sitting in his seat, he stretched out his palm and placed a very delicate conch-like magic weapon on the table.

If you look carefully, the magic weapon looks like a miniature bull horn that has been shrunk many times. It is golden in color and has a lot of aura, but it does not have too strong momentum fluctuations. It should not be a magic weapon with strong attack power.

This is the trumpet that reaches the sky that everyone calls, and almost no one from the Helian family has seen it before.

He Lianlong looked around and saw that the Xuanmo Cauldron was in Zheng Lin's hands, so he didn't say much, he closed his eyes silently, and began to silently recite incantations that no one could understand or understand clearly.

As the incantation sounded, the heaven-reaching horn slowly floated up, and the golden light of the whole body became stronger, and the space in the secret room that had been blessed countless times actually had ripples at this time, but the fluctuations were only within one foot.

After ten breaths, He Lianlong finished reciting the incantation, and he opened his eyes, but the horn that reached the sky began to make a humming sound, and at the same time, it kept shaking.

After the whining sound, a louder buzzing sound rang out, and then the space suddenly stopped fluctuating, and a pale golden light curtain like a bronze mirror appeared.

Everyone stood up, bowed their heads, did not dare to breathe, and looked extremely humble and respectful.

After a while, a middle-aged man's face slowly appeared in the pale golden light curtain. His expression was suspicious, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

He Lianlong and everyone in the secret room crawled down and knelt down to the ground, all with agitated expressions.

"I remember that the spiritual power of the Horn of Babel is about to be exhausted. If you use it, future generations will no longer be able to communicate with the demon world...Let's talk about something first." The majestic words came out slowly from the light curtain .

"The unworthy descendants pay homage to the seniors!" He Lianlong and the others shouted in unison. Although Zheng Lin also fell to the ground, he didn't follow up and shouted.

"There is not much time, you should talk about things first, these polite words, it is not too late to say these polite words when you arrive in the Demon Realm!" A voice that seemed very impatient came out from the light curtain.

At that moment, He Lianlong, on behalf of everyone, told all about the death of the Heaven Slaughter Demon Emperor and the crisis of the current situation in the Heaven Slaughter Demon Palace, emphasizing the fact that the Xuanmo Cauldron could not recognize its master, and then everyone lowered their heads , silently waiting for the judge.

"Pedantic! Even if the Xuanmo Cauldron cannot recognize its master, the Demon Palace must quickly elect a new Demon Emperor. If there is no suitable candidate, the one with the highest cultivation level will be elected. As long as you find the magic power and temper it, it can still restore its spirituality, and it will not be too late to re-elect the devil emperor at that time.

Such a trivial matter, you actually wasted the last utility of the Horn of Babel, how stupid!Also, it is shameful that Qingtian Demon Palace launched such a large-scale attack on our Heaven Slaughter Demon Palace, and it must be repaid tenfold.

Forget it, since you have already used the Tongtian Horn, I will help you once, and I will help you choose the new Demon Emperor. "

Speaking of this, an unrivaled divine sense suddenly emerged from the pale golden light curtain, filling the entire secret room in an instant. Everyone, even Elder Nan who was returning to the void, felt that his body was enduring endless pressure. Unparalleled pressure.

The senior from the upper realm said just now that the devil emperor should be selected based on his level of cultivation. Elder Nan couldn't help but be overjoyed at that time. For countless years, he never thought that one day he would become the devil emperor himself.

However, everyone, including Elder Nan, felt that they were too insignificant under the spiritual thoughts revealed by the senior masters in the upper realm.Especially Zheng Lin, who is weak in strength, from the very beginning, he felt like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

However, this divine sense came and went quickly, and it only took a few seconds. Except for Zheng Lin and Can Feng, everyone felt a burst of relief, while Zheng Lin and Can Feng were even more painful.

"What's the matter with these two people? Although one has practiced blood marrow kung fu, he also practiced other sect's high-level immortal cultivation kung fu." The senior was talking about Zheng Lin.

"One didn't practice blood marrow kung fu at all, huh? He turned out to be the heir of Ba Dao!" Of course Can Feng was talking about it.

He Lianlong only explained the origin of Can Feng, while Zheng Lin's problem was explained by Helian Qianxun.

After hearing the explanation of He Lianlong and his sister, the senior laughed loudly and said: "Haha, God bless the Heaven Killing Demon Palace, don't worry, the Heaven Killing Demon Palace will definitely rise strongly again in the future, and it won't be too long."

Following his words, the Xuanmo tripod and the strange inkstone in Zheng Lin's hand flew up to the top of everyone's heads automatically, and the senior continued: "Where did you get this inkstone made of magic spar? Without it, are you afraid that you will not be able to activate the Xuanmo Cauldron?"

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Happy Lantern Festival everyone...