The demonic figure in mid-air froze, and where the eyes were, the blood light stopped flashing.
The restless demonic breath was absorbed by Bai Mengjin, and the demonic shadow gradually dimmed.
Seeing that it could not hold the magic sword, the mountain guarding formation finally found an opportunity to take advantage of it and overwhelmed it.
"Boom——" The magic sword was wrapped in the seals, and the seals were covered layer by layer.
Finally, the demonic shadow could not be maintained, and dispersed, turning into smoke and dust.
Wen Rujin rolled up her sleeves and reached out to catch the fallen magic sword.
"No -" Ling Yungao was unwilling to accept the reality. The demon in his body was sucked away by Bai Mengjin, and the demon sword was re-sealed. He was seriously injured and his power was almost exhausted...
Yuan Songqiao and Yang Xiangtian's figures flashed and surrounded Song Zhiyi and three others, blocking his way.
"Sect Master, please be bound!"
They call themselves sect masters, but they are mercilessly hostile.
The veins on Ling Yun's forehead popped out. Unwilling to die like this, he raised his hand and threw away all the magic weapons on his body. While they were parrying, Ling Yun turned into light and flew away.
A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and someone flew over.
Ling Yungao looked intently and his pupils shrank: "Senior Brother Beifeng!"
Beifeng looked sad, gritted his teeth and raised his palms to press down: "Sect Master, please be bound!"
His strength was not weak in the first place, and he did not consume much just now. Under his full strength, Ling Yungao had almost no strength left to resist, and was repelled hard like that.
Yang Xiangtian's figure was like lightning as he freed his hands, and a golden light appeared in his hands, which suddenly trapped Ling Yungao.
The sky was turbulent, but the evil spirit gradually dissipated, revealing a vast and clear night sky.
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In the corner of Zixiao Palace, Bai Mengjin yawned softly.
Ling Bufei leaned over and asked her in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"
Bai Mengjin rubbed his eyes and replied: "Too much."
eat……
Ji Xingge, who was next to him, was so envious that he almost drooled: "Hey, if it weren't for the fact that the technique doesn't support it, I would also like to..."
Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Ying Shaoguang next to him: "Shh, here we come!"
Except for those who cannot leave without their responsibilities, all the gods-forming elders of the Wuji Sect are gathered in the Zixiao Palace at this moment. There are also a lot of Nascent Souls who can only wait for news outside. Fortunately, the young sect leader Ling Bufei is a bit thin-faced.
The elders turned a blind eye to a few of them sneaking in.
Wen Rujin walked into the hall and explained to the elders: "The barrier was opened just in time. Only a few nearby peaks were affected and there were some casualties. I asked You Yan to settle the disciples and wait for the results here.
, explain it to them again.”
Everyone nodded. Wen Rujin was experienced and impeccable.
After finishing the trivial matters, everyone looked to the other side: "Uncle Hua, Uncle Kumu, and Uncle Xin."
The sect leader Ling Yungao committed a crime, and the three senior ones present were the three of them. The elders asked them for advice.
Hua Wusheng looked at Lord Kumu and Xin Tingxue, and said, "Let's follow the usual practice. Taiyi Hall, Deacon Hall, Dao Palace, and Discipline Hall will be in charge, while others will watch."
This is the long-standing rule of the Wuji Sect. When the sect leader comes down, he will respect these four people.
However, Wen Rujin hesitated and said: "Currently, there is no master of Taiyi Hall..."
Originally, Song Zhiyi was recommended within the Taiyi Palace, but now that he is the person involved, it is naturally difficult for him to come forward.
"Let them discuss among themselves and choose someone to represent them." Xin Tingxue said lightly.
Wen Rujin, Xu Qingru and Beifeng all had no objections, so the elders belonging to Taiyi Hall came together to discuss it. Finally, Yang Xiangtian stood up and said, "Brothers and sisters, I will temporarily represent Taiyi Hall today."
He is strong and has great military exploits, and everyone has no objections.
So it was settled.
"Are you all ready?" Wen Rujin glanced over, "Then invite the sect master!"
Sad Wind raised his hand and threw out a mirror, which turned into a prison cell in the palace. Lingyun Gao was filled with demonic energy, his blood-stained eyes were glaring, and he was tied to a pillar.
Seeing him like this, everyone felt very heavy.
Although Ling Yungao is not as popular as the previous Sect Master Jiang, he has been the Sect Master for so many years after all. The Wuji Sect has been established for nearly ten thousand years and is highly respected in the world of immortality. How can everyone feel good after such a thing happened?
"Sect Master - no, Junior Brother Ling, do you have anything to say?" Wen Rujin asked in a deep voice.
Ling Yungao raised his blood pupils and gave everyone a cold look without saying a word.
Feeling sad and angry, he shouted: "As the leader of the Sect and the leader of the Immortal Sect, don't you feel a little bit guilty for being unable to control yourself and becoming a demon?"
With so many people present, he was the most excited one. Because for so long, he was also the one who defended Ling Yungao the most. Even though he was not famous enough and acted erroneously, Beifeng always supported him unconditionally. Now Ling Yungao is possessed.
It was like a few hard slaps on his face, making him shameless to face his fellow students.
Ling Yungao snorted lightly and didn't say much.
Now that his fate has been decided, why should he satisfy these people's wishes to judge him? The most he can do is die.
"Okay." Ling Bufei stood up, "I think my uncle's self-esteem as the leader of the sect is still there. Elders, please give him some respect. If you have any questions, how about I answer them for you?"
Is there anyone who can answer the interrogation? The elders looked over with doubts on their faces.
"Young Sect Leader, do you know?" Xu Qingru asked.
"You probably know a little bit." Ling Bufei looked at everyone, "What everyone wants to know most is when did my uncle become possessed by the devil?"
The elders did not deny it.
"I have already said that it was eight years ago." Ling Bufei continued, "Eight years ago at the Ling family's birthday party, the demon sealed under Fuyun Mountain was released. Everyone had heard about this, and there were many people at that time.
Let’s go and clean up the aftermath, right?”
Elder Zuo nodded: "Yes, we went to the Ling family and set up an array to eliminate the devil."
"When you were setting up the formation, a wisp of demonic soul escaped and attached itself to my uncle." Ling Bufei looked at Ling Yungao, "Under its spell, uncle had a loophole in his state of mind and became a demon."
Yuan Songqiao stood up and testified: "Young Sect Master told me back then, and I went back to the Ling family specifically to verify it."
Elder Zuo suddenly realized: "I remembered that Junior Brother Yuan had already left, but suddenly he came back to help. Is this the reason?"
"Yes. After observing the behaviors of my fellow disciples, I thought the sect master was the most suspicious, but without any evidence, I could only monitor him secretly."
Hua Wusheng also said: "Junior Brother Kumu and I know about this matter."
Xin Tingxue hesitated for a moment before speaking out: "Senior Sister Hua hinted at me, but I didn't know the inside story at the time. Thinking about it now, it turns out that this is what Senior Sister was referring to."
After the Ling family affairs were over, Hua Wusheng went to Peach Blossom Peak to visit. Xin Tingxue thought she was talking to Ling Bufei, but now that she thought about it, she realized that she had let her know.