"Supreme of Killing, you keep saying that these crimes were committed by Yunyou and I. Do you have any evidence?

If there is no evidence, it is slander. Is it the righteousness of killing demons that only by slandering others to gain benefits?

Did that one day, the righteous spirit of killing demons fell in love with the mountain of a certain sect?

Just say that they are evil devils, and then they can erase that sect in the name of maintaining peace and take the opportunity to seize the territory?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ren Hua's mouth. Zheng Qiu still wanted to struggle until his death. Well, let him confess his guilt in silence in front of cultivators in the world.

So Renhua whispered loudly: "Don't talk sweetly. Of course, there is evidence for these crimes. All the disciples of various sects who returned from the Border Tianhe, what they said is the best evidence.

Let me ask…”

Zheng Qiu raised his hand and interrupted, "Slowly, the evidence you mentioned is just the result of some people turning black and white and secretly guiding them.

I ask you, did you just claim that I killed the practitioner who killed the righteous spirit of demons?”

On the ground, an elder of the Qianqi Silver Fort flew up into the sky and looked at Zheng Qiu with anger.

Pointing at the nose, he shouted: "There is no doubt that you killed. The evidence is conclusive, but you still want to deny it!"

Zheng Qiu's face did not show a look of panic, but a satisfied smile, as if he had already foreseen that things would develop from this perspective.

Behind the elders, Mo Junrong saw the smile on Zheng Qiu's face and felt a little sad, and he secretly screamed.

Zheng Qiu deliberately pointed the topic in this direction and must have been prepared for it. He probably would have provided some strong evidence to refute the crime.

But Mo Junrong couldn't imagine what Zheng Qiu would take out, and if he couldn't imagine, he couldn't rashly come forward to stop the conversation.

Ren Hua had warned him once and would not have the patience to warn him again, and he would not have the best result in annoying himself.

However, when Mo Junrong was hesitating, Zheng Qiu had already touched the empty bottle in his clothes and released a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is only the size of a palm, the upper part is a conch made of golden metal, and the lower part is a small box.

The people present were quite knowledgeable and of course they knew what this was.

This magic tool is a sound-snailing snail, which is specially used to record sounds, and can also play the recorded sounds again.

Zheng Qiu raised the golden snail to sway the blade and birch, and then showed it in all directions.

"All the practitioners present, you have seen that this magic weapon is a sound-sucking gold snail, which can store sounds.

And the sound in this golden snail can prove that the crimes mentioned by the Supreme Killing Sect are all wrong!”

As soon as these words came out, a drizzle of discussion sounded from all directions, mixing in the continuous rain curtain as if the rain had increased.

Ge Wuqing hugged his hands on his back to his chest, raised his eyebrows and showed a surprise look.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiu was prepared for this, so he should not speak up first and see what evidence this person can produce.

On the side, Gu Ya patted Kaiming Kong Zilin's hand, looked at her mouth that was constantly opening and closing, and tiptoed on the back of Zilin's neck.

"How...I can talk!

Senior Gu Ya, what is Zheng Qiu trying to do? Does he really have any evidence to refute the crime?

What if the evidence is not good, you should urge the owner of Mansion Ge to help him..."

Gu Ya raised her head and pouted her mouth and glared, and pulled Mingkong Zilin's braid on the left: "Shut up, don't talk much, otherwise I'll seal your mouth again!"

Mingkong Zilin quickly closed her mouth and looked at Gu Ya with a gaze, hoping that Gu Ya could urge Ge Wuqing to help.

Gu Ya curled her lips and explained: "Look at you so anxious that you have not yet taken any weapons, you are just talking.

Before he took action, Zheng Qiu would not be in danger of his life. Besides, that kid had a special escape technique to save his life, so there should be no problem if he wanted to run away."

When he heard that Zheng Qiu had evidence to refute the crime, Elder Ming Chengxi was also happy.

But he is now in the group of elders, and there are also the leader of Wen Jian Sect, the leader of Luoshuang Pavilion and others next to him. Even if he is happy, he cannot show it.

Ren Hua stared at the golden snail in Zheng Qiu's hand for a long time, as if he was hesitating whether to take action and snatch the golden snail.

When Zheng Qiu saw that Ren Hua was staring at the golden snail, he hurriedly hid the magic weapon behind him.

He had heard that Ren Hua's killing sword move was very fast, and the sword move was very small, almost one can use a sword move at a glance.

The golden snail of the voice is not a weapon, and it will inevitably be damaged by the sword move of the Killing Sword. In that case, the most important evidence will be gone.

So Zheng Qiu shouted: "Supreme of Killing Mind, why are you staring at Nasheng Golden Snail? Do you want to break the Golden Snail?

Are you guilty? You know that the righteousness of killing demons is based on lies? You know that the charges you deducted to me are slander!"

Ren Hua hates others to provoke him the most, especially the young boy who is far lower than himself.

He waved his hand and refuted: "Nonsense!

Since there is evidence in the snail of the sound, let it be released and told to everyone.

I will kill demons and do not do anything contrary to morality, and have a clear conscience."

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Zheng Qiu recruited a blade of grass, activated the Qi and drew the pattern of the amplified spell on it, and then activated the spell and the sound-sucking golden snail at the same time.

The sound stored in the golden snail roared under the action of amplified spell, blowing the rain curtain opens circles of ripples that are visible to the naked eye.

"Mo Junrong, I'm here, what's the matter? Lin Zou, you're half an hour late tonight..."

The sound of two people talking came from the golden snail. One of the practitioners who killed demons and righteousness had heard it was Mo Junrong, the devil-killing envoy.

The other voice is not familiar with, and I don’t know what the person named Lin Zou is and why it appears in the recording of Jinluo.

Behind the elders, Mo Junrong heard the voices of himself and Lin Zou, and his heart seemed to be struck by countless lightning bolts, and his whole face suddenly lost its blood.

"Damn it, it's really damn. I finally couldn't get rid of Lin Zou as a stepping stone, but unexpectedly I was put on a dead man!"

Mo Junrong clenched his fists tightly, and he couldn't even feel his nails embedded in his palms.

"How could I make such a low-level mistake? I didn't even notice that Lin Zou had a voice-snail hidden on his body.

It shouldn't be, at all, why do I ignore the fluctuations in the power activation of magic weapons?"

Mo Junrong was in a mess and recalled every detail of his meeting with Lin Zou, trying to find out what was wrong.

Of course, there is no result in this memory.

Lin Zouzang was very careful when he was taking the sound of the golden snail. Moreover, every time he recorded, he did not start the magic weapon after meeting Mo Junrong, but instead turned it on in advance on the road.

After opening the magic weapon in advance, Lin Zou also used his own energy to make a layer of camouflage on the surface of the acoustic gold snail.
Chapter completed!