My Master is Indeed the Villain Behind the Scenes

So he took the microphone, oh no, he used the divine sound to start a speech filled with emotion.

"Thank you very much for your trust, making me Ziyang the new Holy Master of the Immortal Sect."

"I'm also very grateful to the guests from all over the world for coming to my immortal sect's canonization ceremony. It can be said that without your presence, this grand ceremony would have no meaning at all!"

Many guests were slightly startled, and then smiled.

Holy Master Ziyang is really polite.

Hold their guests so high.

It seems to be more important than the treatment of his own disciples.

Not bad.

"Maybe there are things you don't know about"

Suddenly, Holy Master Ziyang's expression sank.

A terrifying aura suddenly loomed, surging around.

Many people were slightly surprised for a moment, and couldn't help sighing secretly, as expected of the Immortal Venerable, showing a little bit of Qi, it was so terrifying.

"[-] years ago, what humiliation I suffered when I first entered the immortal sect of the immortal sect with Master."

"That's because I am only in the realm of Earth Immortals, and my master is just an ordinary immortal monarch. We have no status in the immortal sect of immortality. Everyone feels that our lineage can be humiliated at will, not just outsiders, in The same is true within the sect, our lineage has not received any respect."

"Poor, my master didn't get the respect he deserved until the moment he sat down. He is obviously a hero, a hero who has endured humiliation for hundreds of thousands of years and has to protect our bloodline."

Suddenly, the atmosphere became solemn and tragic.

Many people have realized that the story told by Lord Ziyang does not seem to be so sunny.

Obviously it's a happy day.

Why bring up such an old story?

And is it still the past of this kind of unfair treatment?

This gives the feeling that it is like revisiting the past and reckoning with some people.

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"Senior Brother Ziyang, you are"

Fairy Xingyue on the side frowned and asked questions.

She could clearly feel what the Lord Ziyang was brewing.

But she was also surprised.

Because I never expected such a scene to happen.

Things are already going completely out of control.

"Don't call me Senior Brother, Xingyue, now you want to call me Holy Master Ziyang."

There was a chill in the voice of the Holy Master Ziyang.

He is not targeting Xingyue alone, but facing everyone present.

"There are still some things that you may not know."

"Why did my master and I want to enter this immortal sect to get a place? It's not because we have nowhere to go, but because here, under our feet, was originally the home of our lineage. !"

"Do you still remember that millions of years ago, in the eighth heaven, there was an immortal gate named Bulao Mountain!"

Rumble!

When the three words of Bulao Mountain are spit out.

As if it evoked the resonance of heaven, an astonishing thunder sounded.

Many people's souls trembled.

In fact, only a very small number of people know about Bulao Mountain, which is an ancient holy place that has been sinking for endless years.

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long ago disappeared into the dust.

No one remembers it now, which is normal.

"Senior Brother Ziyang, Holy Master Ziyang, what are you trying to say!?"

Fairy Xingyue gave a cold drink.

Behind her, countless masters of the immortal sect of immortality also showed solemn expressions.

Staring at the Lord of Ziyang.

same.

Behind the Holy Master Ziyang, some figures appeared.

The number of people in this group is much smaller, and the experts are not as good as Fairy Xingyue.

But it is indeed a close confidant of the Ziyang Holy Master, a descendant of their lineage.

"What I'm trying to say is simple."

"There is only one 'not old' in this God Realm, not the immortal sect of immortality, but the mountain of immortality!"

"From now on, there will be no old immortal sect, only I am not old!"

Saying that, Holy Master Ziyang slammed the scepter in his hand.

Immediately.

The formation under the entire immortal sect of immortality is activated, such a formation cannot be easily broken by the immortal king.

In an instant, all the immortals present were shrouded in it.

It's the same as confinement.

At this time, many people finally couldn't help but change color.

They seem to understand.

Damn, accidentally got involved in the internal struggle of other people's sects!

This Holy Master Ziyang obviously came with a bad intention.

To restore their lineage, that is, the forces that used to be Blessed Mountain!

"Holy Master Ziyang, Junior Sister advises you not to act rashly. Even if you have a scepter in your hand, it is impossible to control our will. Here, it can only be the immortal sect of immortality."

Fairy Xingyue scolded coldly.

But he was turned back by the cold eyes of the Lord Ziyang.

He didn't care what the people around him thought.

Continue to urge the scepter and begin to perform magical powers.

"You think my preparations are just that?"

"Hehe, you underestimate me too much, I still have masters like me."

"Our ancestor is at least an immortal king. Keep your eyes open and watch it!"

Boom!

The Holy Master Ziyang urged the scepter and used the power of the entire immortal sect to display magical powers.

Immediately.

A complicated array of patterns appeared in the void ahead.

The chaotic mist, like waves, swayed in the pattern.

The terrifying air waves, like ripples, spread out in circles, causing many people to stand unsteady.

There was even a faint roar of the divine beast, which came from the center of chaos.

Soon.

A majestic figure slowly appeared begging in the pattern.

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The vibration is amazing!

Countless immortals widened their eyes and stared at the center of the formation pattern filled with chaotic mist.

If it wasn't for Ziyang Immortal Venerable using his scepter in advance to block the universe where the immortal sect of immortality was located, the shock at this time would be enough to startle a half-sixth heaven.

"Holy Master Ziyang, what are you doing!?"

Fairy Xingyue gave a cold drink. Her voice was not loud, but she was very deterrent.

As the aura of Immortal Venerable, all burst out at this moment.

There was an unbearable wave of air.

Her strength is indeed very strong, and as the last Holy Master, she is not just a mere appearance.

"I said, from now on, there will only be Bulao Mountain here, and there will be no Bulao Xianzong!"

Immortal Venerable Ziyang was also drinking loudly.

He is urging the Holy Sovereign Staff with all his strength, borrowing the Daoji power of the entire immortal sect to complete the summoning for him.

Visible to the naked eye, the figure emerging from the center of the pattern is gradually solidifying.

Just like a demon god, under the background of the chaotic fog, the figure in it became more and more terrifying and mysterious, making people tremble. "Eight Five Zero"

"Holy Master Ziyang, I think you're crazy! You're enchanted!"

Behind Fairy Xingyue, an elder shouted angrily.

They could no longer sit idly by, and raised their hands to call out the magic weapon and attacked Immortal Venerable Ziyang.

Up to now, everyone can see that this is Ziyang Immortal Venerable's long-planned action.