Chapter 5872: Manifesto of Support

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It is not unreasonable for Mu Chenxian to sit firmly as the Great Elder of Xuantian Sect for hundreds of years, unmoving and untouchable, and no one can threaten him.

When Qiankunzi was old and confused, he made many wrong decisions, but Mu Chenxian always maintained his rationality during that time.

At this moment, in such a chaotic situation, Mu Chenxian was able to clear away the clouds and guess Ye Xiaochuan's true intention. This shows that Mu Chenxian, a peerless figure who has been in the world for hundreds of years, is by no means a person who lives in vain.

His words caused Li Xuanyin and others to look at him sideways.

Although what Mu Chenxian said made sense, these young people still didn't believe that Ye Xiaochuan's situation would be so big, let alone that Ye Xiaochuan would give up the easily available position of leader to Tuoba Yu.

At least, it would be absolutely impossible for them to make this choice.

Li Xuanyin said: "Uncle Mu, are you kidding? Not to mention that Gui Xuanzong is now strong enough to unify the Demon Sect. Just because Tuo Bayu once killed Ye Tianxing, it is impossible for Ye Xiaochuan to support him, the enemy who killed his father. Bar."

Mu Chenxian sighed and said: "I also hope that my worries are unnecessary, but if my guess is correct, then...our Xuantian Sect will be in danger."

Everyone still didn't understand what the danger Mu Chenxian said meant.

They still felt that Mu Chenxian was worrying too much.

At this moment, after half an hour of preparation, Ye Xiaochuan made another move on the screen.

In Poison Dragon Valley, Ye Xiaochuan stood on the tall viewing platform and began to talk loudly about the current situation in the world.

"Today, I am calling you all to say something very important. This matter is not only related to the life and death of our holy religion, but also related to the billions of living beings in the entire world.

It has been fifteen years since the catastrophe came to the human world. We, the military and civilian monks in the human world, have been united and united without fear of sacrifice. In the past fifteen years, we have launched many large-scale battles with powerful enemies in the heavens.

Although we have sacrificed a lot, and although we have no regard for life and death, we still cannot completely stop the offensive of the enemies in heaven.

Last year, the Niangzi Gate was broken, and the northern gate of the earth in the world was torn open.

A month ago, the capital city fell, and the human king and queen died fighting for their country. The whereabouts of the Dharmakaya are still unknown, and it is unknown where he was buried by the heavenly thieves.

Now the entire human world is in a huge crisis that has never been seen in ten thousand years. If the war is defeated, the splendid civilization created by the human world for thousands of years will be completely destroyed.

Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. We monks, who offer incense and are worshiped by others, must step forward in this crisis to help the country, save the common people, water and fire, and protect the inheritance of human civilization.

However, there are still many factions in the human world. The Human Cultivation Alliance seems to be unified, but in fact, everyone knows that it is actually a mess inside.

How can we in this world defeat the powerful enemies coming from the two realms of Heaven and Pluto in the catastrophe of the future?

The only way to win is to unite.

I, the Nogi God, reincarnated later and am the legendary savior who can save all living beings in the three realms. This title does not make me complacent, but makes me feel even more stressed.

Now that my Guixuanzong lineage has hundreds of thousands of followers, we are proud of the world. It’s time to stand up and set an example for all living beings in the world..."

At this moment, high-level officials from various factions in the world are watching this grand live broadcast.

The number of viewers far exceeded the press conference on Dugu Changfeng’s life the day before yesterday.

Many sects have followed the example of the Demon Sect, which projects the images transmitted from the Magic Sound Mirror into the air for all disciples to watch together.

On Golden Turtle Island, countless demon sect disciples started talking after hearing this.

"Ye Xiaochuan wants to imitate the Ghost King Ye Cha, unify the Holy Religion, and become the leader himself!"

"Well, if I were Ye Xiaochuan, I would have started the process of unifying the Holy Religion long ago."

"Sect Master Tuoba, Sect Master Xuanjia and others are too old. In comparison, Ye Xiaochuan is not yet a hundred years old. How can these senior sect leaders compete with Ye Xiaochuan?"

"It won't trigger a civil war among the Holy Church, right?"

"It will definitely trigger a civil war in the Holy Religion! Although the Hehuan Sect is now standing with Gui Xuanzong, this does not give Ye Xiaochuan an absolute advantage. The Holy Religion sects will definitely unite to fight against Gui Xuanzong!"

"That's not necessarily the case. If the Blood Soul Sect and the Yin Ling Sect, both of which are Ghost Sects, side with Ye Xiaochuan, it would be impossible for the Tuoba Sect Master to win over Ye Xiaochuan."

Discussions like this arose one after another among the disciples.

The hundreds of sect leaders and seniors of the Demon Sect in front were talking even louder.

Which of these people didn't come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood? All of them are hot-tempered people.

In order to express their sincerity to Tuoba Yu, some sect leaders have already rolled up their sleeves, cursed Ye Xiaochuan as a shameless person, and asked Tuoba Yu to send troops to Poison Dragon Valley to kill this beast!

Tuobayu and the other sect leaders of several major sects had no reaction to these discussions.

Everything is arranged. As long as Ye Xiaochuan reads the article in support of Tuoba Yu as the leader in public, Chen Xuanjia, Old Man Mo Lin, Ghost Sword Demon King, Yi Miao Fairy, and Wan Du Zi will all come out in front of a few people immediately. In the face of hundreds of thousands of Saints,

Support Tuoba Yu's coronation as leader.

As for the hundreds of small and medium-sized sects, almost all of them are dependent on these large sects. Everything will be settled in a very short period of time, and there is no possibility of any changes.

At this moment, in the huge projection screen, Ye Xiaochuan had finished his long and impassioned speech.

He took out the slogan from his arms.

At this moment, everyone became nervous.

They thought Ye Xiaochuan was going to officially announce his competition with Tuoba Yu for the position.

At this moment, at the Samsara Peak of Cangyun Mountain, Yu Jizi's expression became very serious.

He always felt that something was wrong.

Today, Ye Xiaochuan made such a big show, which might be beyond everyone's expectations.

In Yu Jizi's opinion, if Ye Xiaochuan wanted to be the leader of the Demon Cult, he would have started more than a year ago. At that time, the Ghost Xuan Sect was strong and had 150,000 or 160,000 monks.

Now, after the internal strife of the Ghost Xuan Sect, some people left and some scattered, leaving only 100,000 monks, and the strength was greatly reduced.

Moreover, if Ye Xiaochuan wanted to become the leader, it would be impossible for him to hand over tens of thousands of heavenly prisoners of war to Chen Xuanjia to take back to the West Sea some time ago.

Although Ye Xiaochuan had not started to read the content of the manifesto, Yu Jizi's face was already very ugly.

"I have heard that heroes are born to stabilize the country and settle people's hearts when the destiny is chosen by heaven.

Now there is..."

Speaking of this, Ye Xiaochuan paused and looked around.

Then he looked at the magic sound mirrors facing him.

The corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, revealing a smile of evil taste. This smile was too weird and disgusting, and countless righteous and evil monks who were watching the live broadcast looked at each other in bewilderment, and always felt that this kid was not holding back his fart.