Qi Hezheng followed them and voted against them, as if he had made up his mind to fight against them in Yongmengxiang.
However, the lord of Blood Crow Wu wished Kun, “I agree.”
The vote was over before it started. The top nine votes agreed with five votes, and even if all the rest opposed it, it would have no effect.
Qi Hezheng, the only one who voted against it out loud, became a joke again.
“Ridiculous!”Qi Hezheng said sharply: “Yongmengxiang, Duer Academy, Yinhuan Mansion and Miaomiao Mountain have long been united privately, and the nine covenants of Fan Changtian have been destroyed in name.”Do you want to watch the future Vatican Changtian change its name to Eternal Dreamland?”
“As long as Yongmengxiang has this strength, it’s okay.”A voice from outside the nine powers suddenly joined in.
Except for Mi Feixue, the eight people present all bowed their heads to the former.
The master of soul consciousness who suddenly visited was the shadow King Shang Zhongsheng.
Shang Zhongsheng didn’t have the sense of stagnation in the atmosphere of the scene at all, and his gentle tone still had a bit of a casual smile, “It’s just a name, those who can live in it.”Whether it is the eternal heaven or the eternal dreamland, what the world fears is never the name itself, but the power behind the name.”
Shang Zhongsheng’s words were not aimed at anyone, but they correspond to what Qi Hezheng had just said. Qi Hezheng couldn’t pretend to be inaudible, so he hurriedly said, “What the Shadow King said is.”
Shang Zhongsheng joked to Mi Feixue: “You still have a great temper. You obviously have the strength but you have to reason with others.You see, no one here dares to object to what I said.”
Mi Feixue said, “You don’t need to teach me.”
Shang Zhongsheng smiled, “Just said that you have a good temper, so you demolished my desk in person.”
The coercion of the throne suddenly enveloped the audience.
The shadow blocked the souls of the eight power masters in it, causing them to lose the freedom to break away on their own.
The eight people’s breathing stagnated, and their souls were unable to move under the pressure of the throne.
Only Mi Feixue was unaffected and was able to communicate with Shang Zhongsheng as usual.
“Listening to the nonsense of a group of high-level spiritual masters, but they are not patient with me, it seems to be insulting me, even they are not as good as them.”
“……”
The two confronted each other silently for a few seconds, but for the other eight people, it was like a year.
Mi Feixue really didn’t want to answer Shang Zhongsheng’s boring question, and she was not interested in explaining it to him.
But Shang Zhongsheng just had the patience to stalemate with her, as if she didn’t answer, he could maintain this situation all the time.
Mi Feixue said coldly: “This is not the same thing.”
Shang Zhongsheng said, “Oh?Why is it not a one-size-fits-all thing?”