Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Chen Mo declined.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Yiren got up slightly, and said in a cold voice: "I also think that Pavilion Master Chen is the most suitable position as the leader of the alliance."

At this time, Danta, Fenyangu, and Yingu all agreed with Chen Mo as the leader of the alliance. Seeing this, the middle and lower forces rushed to vote.

"I heard that Pavilion Master Chen even captured the soul ropes of the soul clan in the battle of the Danhui. Such a young talent is indeed suitable to be the leader of the alliance." The male and female Shuangsha also stood on Chen Mo's side.

Chen Mo declined again symbolically.

As the situation went, Hua Sect had no intention of being the leader of the alliance, so Hua Yao pushed the boat along with the current, smiled and said: "So, Pavilion Master Chen is the most suitable for the position of leader."

Seeing the refusal, Chen Mo agreed, bowed his hands to all parties, and said: "In this case, thanks to everyone's trust, I will take the position of the leader for the time being."

Seeing that the position of alliance leader fell into Chen Mo's hands, Yun Yun and the girls smiled slightly.

Then, Patriarch Huoyun said: "Since the alliance has been formed, it is necessary to give it a nice and generous name. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Choose a name, then you have to be aggressive, it's better to call it the Alliance of Emperor Zhu." Tang Zhen seemed very interested in the name, and said immediately.

Hearing this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched, domineering is domineering, but once the word "Zhudi" is heard, the spittle of the people can drown you.

Chen Mo called him a good guy.

"Since we are fighting against the Palace of Souls, then we represent the side of justice, why not call it Haoran Palace." Hua Yao said.

"No, no, this name sounds a bit petty. The top of this world is the sky, and then the sun. How about calling it Tianyang Palace?" Huoyun Patriarch said.

"Isn't this hall overlapping with the Hall of Soul Hall? No, we have to overwhelm them. How about Tianyang Mansion?" Han Yuan coughed dryly and said in a deep voice.

"The sky is the sky, and the sun represents justice. The mansion has the power to dominate all domains. I think Tianyang mansion is good." Hua Yao nodded in agreement.

"After what you said, it is domineering and feasible." Tang Zhen agreed.

Chen Mo didn't have much idea about what the alliance should be called. After seeing several people agreeing, he said with a smile, "If that's the case, then the alliance should be called Tianyang Mansion."

"Serve the wine." Seeing that everything was done, Han Yuan, as the host, immediately waved his hand and started to drink.

The staff of Danta, who were always waiting around, hurried forward, took out bowls and wine from the ring, and filled them up for everyone.

After a while, the whole conference hall was filled with the aroma of wine.

Chen Mo picked up the wine in the bowl in front of him: "Come on, serve a bowl for our new Tianyang Prefecture Alliance..."

"Do it!" Everyone also picked up their wine bowls and drank in unison.

Tianyang Mansion was officially born today!

Chapter 295: Palace Master's Soul Extinct!

Just as everyone lifted up the wine in their bowls, Chen Mo's complexion suddenly changed, and his cold eyes stared directly at the center of the meeting hall when he drank it dry.

The space there suddenly distorted slowly, and a cold and terrifying atmosphere permeated out of it, and a voice that was so indifferent and without the slightest emotion resounded in the meeting hall.

"Tianyang Mansion, domineering is domineering, but this palace seems to know whether you have this life to enjoy."

"This hall?"

After the words fell, everyone in the conference hall was slightly shocked. This inexplicable breath was obviously the Hall of Souls, and in the Hall of Souls, the only ones who could call themselves the main hall were Hun Miesheng, who was in charge of the Tiangang Hall, and Hun Gang, the deputy lord who was in charge of the Earth Hall. .

This voice wasn't Hun Gang, it was Hun Miesheng, the master of the Soul Palace.

Under the gaze of everyone, a magnificent throne engraved with mysterious black lines slowly flew out of the distorted space, floating in front of everyone.

The throne turned around slowly. A man wearing a long black brocade robe, an aristocratic costume, and half a mask of ghosts and gods was sitting on the throne, with his legs crossed and a tall crystal wine glass in his hand. Half a glass of red liquid.

"Soul Death"

Han Yuan stared directly at the figure on the throne, his slightly hunched body leaned forward slightly, and the space around him was slightly turbulent at this moment, with majestic fighting spirit entrenched around.

Hua Hongyue, Qing Qianxia, ​​Xiongxiong Shuangsha and others also activated their battle qi and prepared for battle.

"The majestic Lord of the Soul Palace, since he has the guts to break into the Dan Tower, why didn't he have the guts to come here, but just used a phantom, could it be that he was timid?" The corner of Chen Mo's mouth curled into a sneer, before he came out At that moment, the system's notification sounded, it was a phantom of the late five-star fighting saint.

"Those who say that the hall is timid, Chen Mo, you are the first one over the years."

Hearing this, Hun Miesheng shook the crystal cup in his hand, and the red liquid in the cup swayed, then he raised his eyes to look at Chen Mo and said with a smile: "You are very strange, I think my soul halls are all over the Dou Qi Continent, but you actually I still can't find out your real origin, and even the patriarch has a little interest in you."

"Soul Clan Patriarch?!"

Everyone in the hall was shocked again. It was really stomping, and the mainland would have to tremble. This kind of character has become interested in Chen Mo. Doesn't it mean that he has been paid attention by the soul clan?

Everyone became a little uneasy.

Yun Yun and other women gave Chen Mo a strange look. So far, even they don't know where Chen Mo came from.

"I didn't expect there to be something that your Soul Hall doesn't know about. It's really rare." Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and he said sharply: "Stop talking nonsense, just explain your reason for coming."

"Young man, I just can't hold back." Hun Miesheng drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then pinched it lightly, the wine glass shattered, and with a wave of his hand, the broken crystal chips condensed into a mirror in front of everyone.

The ripples in the mirror fluctuated, and a picture appeared. In the picture, it was a huge dark prison. In one of the prison cells, black chains spread down like spider webs, and each chain entangled a figure.

Looking at those figures, Chen Mo's complexion suddenly changed, and a majestic energy surged out. Everywhere he passed, chairs, wine pots, etc. were all turned into powder, and the murderous intent made the meeting hall The temperature dropped instantly.

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa!"

"Father!"