The struggle was in vain, and in the end, he could not escape the end of his soul being destroyed.
Thinking about this, his already rapid breathing became even more ragged, sweat soaked through the clothes on his back, and he suddenly felt bitingly cold.
"Han, Han Xianjiang..."
Stuttering, Mo Chen lowered his posture and plucked up the courage to explain: "As we all know, before Suning betrayed the Immortal Realm, he was my disciple of Wuchen Immortal Palace and my little junior brother."
"Then, that square jade box was temporarily entrusted to me by him twenty years ago. In terms of emotion, reason, and personal cause and effect, I should return it to him intact. How can I collude with the devil?"
Han Xibai sneered and said: "Now and then, he was your junior brother twenty years ago. It's natural for you to be close to him."
"But now, he is a traitor to our fairy world and the heir chosen by the ancestor of the demon world."
"With so many pairs of eyes staring at you, you dare to contact him openly. It shows that privately you have been working with the devil for a long time and have bad intentions."
Mo Chen said angrily: "I didn't."
Han Shibai sneered: "If you say nothing, who will believe you?"
Mo Chen said angrily: "I can swear on the saint's path that I am innocent."
Han Shibai said aggressively: "If you have the heart to rebel, how can you take the oath of truth?"
"Eight thousand years ago, Chao Wendong vowed to kill all the demons in the world, but what happened later? Didn't he betray the Martial Palace and join the demon world?"
"There are billions of monks in the Three Realms, how many will eventually become saints?"
"Chao Wendong's superior qualifications have been stagnant for many years at the 18th level of the True Immortal. There is almost no hope for the great path in this life. You, Mochen, only have mid-level qualifications. How can you find the path to becoming a saint?"
The latter's face turned red and he was speechless after being ridiculed.
Han Shibai raised his head and said from a high position: "I will give you two ways to go. One, let me take action, and everyone present will watch and prove it. I will extract your memory of Mo Chen to verify whether you are really colluding with the demon."
"Two, act according to the rules of the fairy world. Anyone who has a questionable position will be killed on the spot without mercy."
Mo Chen's eyes were blazing with fire, and the veins on his forehead were bulging as he said, "You are clearly seeking revenge for your own sake, and want to avenge your brother Han Shijian."
Han Xibai said arrogantly: "So what?"
"You are the one who is under suspicion, and you are the one who throws yourself into a trap."
"The only regeneration pill in the fairy world. Even if you don't need to use it to improve your fairy body level, you can secretly swallow it and break through the three realms."
"What is the concept of three realms?"
"With your current level of cultivation at the sixth level of True Immortal, you can aspire to the ninth level of True Immortal in just a few days, and be on the stage to worship the general in one fell swoop."
"You don't want such a supreme creation, but you choose to do the opposite. How is this?"
"As far as I know, you, Mo Chen, are a no-profit guy. When did you become so honest and selfless?"
Questioning one after another, pressing harder and harder.
Han Shibai unleashed his immortal power, beat the folding fan in his hand rhythmically, and said righteously: "Evil heretics and those who collude with demons can be punished by everyone, don't you think so?"
"yes."
Disciples from all sides responded in unison, and their voices echoed through the sky and lingered for a long time.
Mo Chen's face was ashen, and his whole body was shaking.
He couldn't handle it with Han Shibai alone, let alone multiple forces joining forces?
With trembling arms, he closed his eyes sadly, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
Then, vaguely, he seemed to hear someone from the periphery of the crowd saying: "Everyone can kill an evil heretic. Han Xibai, this time there are not even ten thousand but eight thousand monks in the demon world in Xuanyin Sea. You
Why not hold high the banner of justice and kill them all?"
"You bully the weak and bully my humble Ninth Junior Brother. Hehe, you didn't ask me first if I would agree to the gun in Meng Tianjiao's hand?"
"boom."
The spear is eight feet long and has two sharp edges.
The moment it soared into the sky, waves of fire rose, and scarlet blood spread in all directions.
They first gathered and then dispersed, then exploded with lightning speed.
"Bang bang bang."
Fire rain poured down, tongues of fire danced wildly.
Above the tip of the gun, there was an old young man in black robes floating in the air. He looked at the people below with cold eyes and said, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you."