In an instant, a long sword passed through Lin Xiaoyao's heart.

A big blood hole appeared in Lin Xiaoyao's chest, and blood was gushing outwards.

"Ah, no!"

Lin Xiaoyao shouted weakly.

Then he stopped breathing and died on the ground.

At this moment, a phantom flew out of Lin Xiaoyao's dantian and rushed out of the hall.

This is Lin Xiaoyao's soul.

As long as his soul is present, Lin Xiaoyao can choose to seize a young disciple.

It will not be completely ecstasy.

"Forget it, I won't die until I'm guilty, so I'll let you go this time."

Dongfang Yao said slowly.

But this move made all the elders in the hall frightened.

Lin Yuqing couldn't accept it at once. He didn't know whether it was surprise or joy, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"If a person bullies me for a moment, I will bully him for a lifetime. But if a person respects me Dongfang Yao for a foot, I will respect him a hundred feet. Originally, he did not have to die, and he would even let me down because of me, but he still let me down. All things in the world are his. He cannot rob, nor can he be greedy. From today on, Lin Yuqing will become the sacred master of this Daluo Holy Land. Who opposes?"

Dongfang Yao said slowly.

A golden light also appeared in his eyes, and slow words were filled with pressure.

This made everyone present feel a little difficult to breathe, and the audience was silent after the words.

At this time, Lin Yuqing also stopped crying, with a little bit of confusion and at a loss in his eyes.
Chapter completed!