Brother Cheng is not interested in participating in the innocuous little fights between female disciples.

"By the way, how did this True God Conference choose the leader?"

"Where do I go to sign up?"

Hearing his words, Ge Hu next to him was startled.

"Brother, you don't intend to fight for the leader, do you? We don't have that qualification!"

He thought Brother Cheng was just like him, coming to see the excitement and witness the birth of the new leader.

Unexpectedly, he actually wanted to participate.

"Why are you not eligible?"

"You still ask why?"

Ge Hu was almost speechless, and the other two fake Jiang Cheng had obviously heard their conversation.

Hearing this, they all turned their heads with a smile on their faces.

"My dear friend, don't you think that anyone can participate in the True God Conference?"

"It's hard to say exactly how many neutral forces there are in our Invincible League, but the ancient sages probably have more than 300, right?"

"As for the saint-level powerhouses, there are even more of them."

Most of the more than 300 ancient saints they mentioned are actually crash versions of these years.

There are probably less than 30 ancient sages who really possess the source of Dao.

But this lineup is indeed very strong.

"If you want to be the leader of such a huge alliance, you have to see if you can hold down so many top powerhouses."

"For this position, do you consider it an entry-level assessment and an ordinary competition?"

"Weigh yourself, don't just think about things..."

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly: "I think I can hold back."

"Ha ha?"

This time, more immortals looked over.

"Friend Daoist, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Who gave you the confidence to fight for the position of leader? You don't really think that if you become Jiang Cheng, you are really Jiang Cheng?"

"Brother, listen to my advice, some muddy waters are beyond your reach."

"That's right, the water is deep. Once you get in it, you won't know how to die."

How could Jiang Cheng care about these things.

He smiled and nodded to everyone.

"You are right, I am really Jiang Cheng."

Naturally, no one would believe this. After all, there were tens of thousands of Jiang Cheng at the scene, everyone was fake, and no one should try to be different.

Brother Cheng didn't take their discussion seriously.

He just came straight to the main venue.

Here, more than 300 ancient saints from different sects sat in the hall.

This group of people is either the head of a clan, the head of a faction, or important figures such as the Supreme Elder and the Great Elder.

And in the middle of the hall, a huge glazed flower bloomed in the air, and six figures stood on the petals.

They are the six masters who will compete for the position of leader this time.

One of them was the first Jiuyuzong Yuyu Ancient Sage who became Jiangcheng back then.

The other five people are from Soul-Durning Sect, Mercy Light Sect, Yushuangdao, Sea Clan, and Yeling Clan.

It is the largest forces that form the Invincible Alliance, and each family has more than ten ancient sages sitting behind them.

Those immortals before were not alarmist.

The election of the leader of the True God Conference this time is similar to the selection of the head of a sect and the selection of the patriarch of an ethnic group.

Of course, this position will not use any assessment and competition method, and it is usually decided by high-level discussions and games.

As for the immortals outside, they are just an atmosphere group used to make up the numbers.

After the last few top forces have elected a leader, just notify the outside world.

According to this procedure, Brother Cheng is indeed not qualified.

But this guy doesn't care about that.

You have created an Invincible Alliance in my name, and you haven't obtained my permission yet.

So he broke into the hall directly.

More than 300 ancient sages in the hall are choosing the leader.

Or argue with reason, or form cliques, or intrigue, that is a busy.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng rushed over, causing all the experts present to look sideways.

"who?"

"Who dares to break into the main hall without authorization?"

Someone waved impatiently.

"Where are the lunatics, hurry up and blast them out!"

"Trespassing?"

Jiang Cheng smiled coldly: "Aren't you going to choose the leader, how can you miss me?"

Hearing this, the ancient saints in the hall were all stunned.

Immediately, laughter and curses intertwined.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Who put him in?"

"I really don't know how to live or die, and you deserve it?"

"What does this ally have to do with you?"

Some ancient sages even planned to attack Jiang Cheng and punish him.

However, some people deliberately said: "I support this person's competition for the position of leader!"

"Haha, I support it too."

"Little friend, you can go up!"

Most of these people are from small and medium sects.

Although he is an ancient sage himself, the power behind him is weak, and no one supports him when he comes out to compete with the ancient sage.

And they were not resentful of the arrogance and domineering of those top forces.

There are more than 300 ancient sages, but your six major forces only account for a hundred or so. Why do your six families dominate?

So after Jiang Cheng, the sudden spoiler, appeared, some of them deliberately booed and strongly supported Brother Cheng to go in to disrupt the situation.

Regardless of whether you can be elected or not, it's okay to disgust the six major forces.

The helmsmen of several top forces, such as Jiuyuzong and Ciguangmen, were really furious.

"What do you mean?"

"This person's origin is unknown and his strength is low. What qualifications do he have to participate?"

"That's wrong. This person has changed Jiang Cheng's appearance, so he looks like one of his own."

"Everyone is a member of the Invincible League. How can you look down on them?"

"By the way, my little friend, I don't know who you are, what school and sect you come from?"

Brother Cheng glanced at this group of people meaningfully, and then said calmly: "I am Jiang Cheng, from Feixianmen."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Unsurprisingly, there was a new round of laughter in the hall.

It's nothing more than disbelief, completely treating him as a counterfeit like himself.

Seeing Brother Cheng's serious expression, someone stopped smiling and waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, then you should play Jiang Cheng well, after all, you will become the leader in the future, the more you pretend, the better."

"Wait!"

The owner of Yushuang Island jumped up, and said coldly: "I know you did it on purpose, but I still want to remind you that being the leader is not just based on being able to become Jiangcheng!"

"He still has to have enough strength, at least he must be an Old Sage?"

"Otherwise, how can you convince the public?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and arranged a thick barrier towards the glazed flower in the middle of the hall.

Only then did he stare at Jiang Cheng angrily.

"If you can't break in, then don't blame us for not giving you a chance."

Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of sympathy, as if he was watching a proud Xinshou village apprentice perform in front of him.

"Is it just such a layer of barrier? I really look down on brother, why don't you add a few more layers?"

The head of the Hai Clan snorted coldly.

"If you can get by..."

Before his words fell, Jiang Cheng had already passed through the barrier and appeared on the petals of the glazed flower.

"So what?"