Five minutes have passed since Zhao Chu stepped into the Heavenly Soldier Tower.
During these five minutes, the Heavenly Soldier Tower was completely silent. There was nothing unusual at all. It was just like an ordinary building. The silence was astonishingly suffocating.
Friends who have a relationship with Zhao Chu are anxiously waiting for news about Zhao Chu.
The number of fanatics in the Zhao Chu Shen Sect increased rapidly in an instant. Countless young men went crazy for Zhao Chu and worshiped him as a god. Countless girls had their own dream lovers.
Of course, the top leaders of the two major forces, Di Qihai and Yi Demon Palace, are still in a tense confrontation.
Although the execution at Tiantai was suspended, Wang Jiuchi was still imprisoned, and now there was another Zuo Chenluo.
Although Zuo Shenluo's value is not as high as that of Wang Jiuchi, his significance to Yi Demon Palace is extraordinary.
If Zuo Shenluo was publicly executed, it would also be a fatal blow to the reputation that Yi Mo Palace had finally built up.
Ming Xilong was responsible for suppressing the prisoners.
Wen Guazi is responsible for offering sacrifices to heaven and predicting bad luck.
Ming Yanglong is responsible for the specific process of the execution, and he must do it right.
There are three Dongxu Realm and countless other Wenyuan Realm experts sitting on the Sacrifice Platform just a few feet away.
You can say that.
As long as the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm does not appear on the Heaven Sacrifice Platform, it is impossible for the Heaven Sacrifice Platform to be destroyed.
"Xiang Changfeng, you thieves of Yi Mo Palace, don't even think about robbing the law field!"
"Wang Jiuchi is a bitch, I will definitely kill him to sacrifice to heaven!"
"Yi Demon Palace is full of evil, it will be completely defeated in the future, and you will not end well!"
Ming Gusheng stared at Xiang Changfeng and the others with vigilance.
To be honest, the strength of the five of them and the enemy's three and a half-step Xuanshi realms was on par with each other.
Theoretically, with three against three, two people can still be left to offer sacrifices to the rooftop, just in case.
But things are far from that simple.
Three against three, there is no way to suppress them.
If you want Xiang Changfeng and the other three people to sit where they are, at least five people must suppress them. Otherwise, they will not be able to stop them from going on a killing spree, and the entire venue will be in danger.
This is also the reason why Demon Yi Temple dared to send just three people to invade the venue.
The five great saints are too afraid.
Of course, people in the Dongxu realm cannot kill each other, and it is even less likely to cause casualties in the Half-step Xuanshi realm. In their realm, the greater role is to contain each other.
"Haha, the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Weapon is the most ferocious blade in the Heavenly Weapon Tower. Do you really think Zhao Chu can come out alive?"
Wei Yichan sneered.
"That's right, Zhao Chu is arrogant and digs his own grave this time. Doesn't he think he is a god?"
Hu Hongyu also sneered.
Zhao Chu was too great a threat, and ten thousand people from Yi Demon Palace wanted him to die in the Heavenly Soldier Tower.
"Humph, whether Zhao Chu lives or dies, it will not affect Wang Jiuchi's fate!"
"In ten minutes at most, there will be a result in the Heavenly Weapon Tower. If Zhao Chu fails to come out by then, the candidate for the Luanxing candidate will still be Mingya Dan!"
Ming Gusheng had his hands behind his back and his eyes were alert.
The feet of the other four great saints are also covered with cracks, and the ground has collapsed.
"You five losers, don't be so nervous. Don't you know why there are only three of us in Diqihai this time?"
"This law field, Yi Demon Palace must be doomed."
"But I won't take action even if I'm halfway to the Xuanshi realm, and you won't allow us to take action either. We still have this bit of self-awareness!"
"Well, how about we sit down and have a good talk?"
"Let's put the bargaining chips of both parties on the table and see if the bargaining chips currently owned by Yi Mo Palace are enough to exchange for Wang Jiuchi's life!"
In the tense atmosphere, Xiang Changfeng suddenly smiled strangely.
Then, the three of them turned around and sat face to face in front of Ming Gusheng.
They instantly restrained their murderous aura and became as calm as if they were visiting old friends they hadn't seen for many years.
"Huh, no need to play any tricks!"
Ming Gusheng snorted coldly, but his face became more alert.
"First chip!"
"Yi Demon Palace has secretly arranged more than 700 agents from the Wenyuan Realm in Qihai, your land."
"If there are no accidents, they will all come to the venue today!"
"Of course, more than 100 of the 700 people have been noticed by you and have been lost. But if there are less than 600 Wenyuan secret agents, if they suddenly break out, it will be enough to make the venue a river of blood!"
"This is the first bargaining chip!"
Xiang Changfeng ignored Ming Gusheng's anger and told a terrifying statistic in an understatement.
Bang!
Ming Gusheng squeezed it hard with his palm.
The other four saints also had cold faces and said nothing, but the sad looks on their brows could indicate the seriousness of the incident.
There are 600 spies from the Wenyuan Realm mixed in the crowd, just like devils wearing masks. You can't tell whether the person next to you is a human or a ghost.
Xiang Changfeng's words not only made the five saints fearful, but the entire venue was already in an uproar.
That's right.
When Xiang Changfeng spoke, not only did he not lower his voice, but he amplified his voice a hundred times so that the entire venue could hear it.
His goal was achieved.
At this moment, the meeting place was in chaos.
The Five Sects Conference attracted almost all the powerful people from Qihai and Qihai, including over 10,000 Yuan realm masters.
Who are these 600 spies?
If they attack suddenly, they will definitely cause double or even triple the number of deaths.
How terrifying!
The human race is already very suspicious, and now everyone is on guard, for fear of being stabbed to death by a hidden knife accidentally.
Chaos!
Although the Royal Guards of the First Emperor's Dragon Court responded in time to suppress it, the huge venue still couldn't stop the riots.
"Yi Demon Palace is despicable!"
Fairy Wen gritted her teeth, her pupils bursting with rage.
"mean?"
"Why not say that Di Qi Hai is incompetent and your five major forces are incompetent?"
"I, Yi Demon Palace, have Youxue Pills, which can make the cultivation level of Wenyuan Realm improve by leaps and bounds. What do you five sects have?"
"The so-called loyalty? Faith? Sect affiliation?"
"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Xiang Changfeng laughed loudly. He looked at Ming Gusheng and others with contempt on his face. He continued:
"Everyone, listen, I will remind you again now so that you can recall your original intention of cultivating truth!"
"We monks hope to cultivate immortality, transcendence, be carefree, and be free!"
"When we practice cultivation, we are not trying to be anyone's slaves, nor are we trying to be the sect's dogs. We have the right to choose our own destiny!"
"What's wrong with abandoning darkness and embracing light?"
The rolling sound waves were rolling, and every monk heard it clearly.
At some point, the noisy venue suddenly fell silent.
In just a few words, many people's Taoist hearts were shaken.
"Ming Gusheng, this bargaining chip affects the lives of nearly 1,500 people in the Wenyuan Realm. Is it enough to exchange for Wang Jiuchi's life?"
After a while, Xiang Changfeng spoke indifferently, like a strategist strategizing.
"Bah!"
"Yi Demon Palace deceives people's hearts and has no sense of shame. If the family is ruined and people die, what's the point of cultivating immortality!"
"Diqihai is our home, and our soil is our feet. We monks will defend our home to the death."
Ming Gu Sheng immediately spurned him.
As expected of the great emperor, Ming Gusheng finished his words, and the gloomy atmosphere of the venue gradually regained some vitality.
"Isn't it enough?"
"It doesn't matter, Yi Demon Palace still has chips!"
"Shi Baishu, come up!"
Seeing Ming Gusheng looked at her with disdain, and Xiang Changfeng was not angry either. He called out a name.
"As you command!"
Afterwards, Shi Baishu stood up silently from the venue. He looked at the surprised crowd and replied calmly.
The next moment, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard, leading eight people, walked through the crowd with calm expressions, and finally stood behind Xiang Changfeng.
And no one dared to stop this group of people.
The Divine Book Sect is the strongest first-class sect under the transcendent power.
The headmaster Shi Baishu broke through the Dongxu Realm some time ago. Each of his ten sect masters possesses a divine calligraphy magic weapon and is invincible at the same level.
Almost no one dares to mess with this kind of sect.
So they walked to the Yi Demon Palace camp unimpeded.
After a few seconds, the whole place was finally in an uproar.
The Divine Book Sect is actually a member of the Yi Demon Palace. This is simply unbelievable!
"Shi Baishu, if you dare to rebel, you are simply seeking death!"
Ming Gusheng's face was full of frost, Shenshu Sect was a first-class strength, but after the rebellion, it was very detrimental to Di Qihai.
"Shenshu Sect, you really have a problem, I should have thought of it earlier!"
When I asked the fairy, my eyes were about to burst.
Daozhi disciples had actually questioned the Shenshu Sect for a long time, but they had been suffering from the lack of evidence, and the recent rampage of the Yi Demon Palace, so they were put on hold.
Who knew, the other party turned out to be a spy.
"Di Qihai's strength has been exhausted!"
"Besides, I'm not a spy at all. A long time ago, before the Xuanxu Sea was crushed, I was already a disciple of Demon Yi Temple. How can I rebel?"
Shi Baishu smiled coldly.
"Shi Baishu, tell Ming Gusheng what the Burning God Curse is!"
Xiang Changfeng looked at Ming Gusheng jokingly, waiting for the latter's wonderful expression.
"Ahem!"
Shi Baishu coughed twice:
"I founded the Divine Book Sect and have been running the slave trade. I believe that many powerful people here know it in their hearts and have received many benefits from Bai."
After Shi Baishu finished speaking, there were indeed many strong men who bowed their heads and remained silent, their faces a bit stiff and very unnatural.
Slave trading itself is a business on a tightrope. It comes and goes, and it is inevitable to manage people from top to bottom, give gifts and bribes, so he is also inextricably linked to the five major forces.
"Over the years, I have fattened up many people in Di Qihai, and I have also gained a lot of conveniences, so I have made some contributions to the Winged Demon Palace."
"The Burning God Curse is made from the body of Natural Selection. Every five flesh cauldrons of the Burning God Curse can kill a cultivator in the Questioning Yuan Realm!"
"Since the Burning God Curse is not a boring talisman, but a living person, as long as it locks on the target, it will not stop until death. Even if you want to escape from the Wenyuan Realm, you can't do it!"
Shi Baishu exhaled and described the horror of the Burning God Curse in an understatement.
At the same time, his eyes were constantly examining the expressions of everyone present at the Wenyuan Realm.
really!
After hearing the introduction of the Burning God Curse, many people in the Wenyuan Realm began to feel uneasy.
It's also unlucky.
The realm of Wenyuanjing is neither high nor low, but it is extremely threatening. It is a living target for all the major forces to fight against.
Now that's it, Yi Demon Palace has refined some God-Burning Curse again.
Five natural selection realms can change the life of one Wenyuan realm. How terrible. Moreover, there is no escape, which is even more despairing.
"Emperor Ming Gu Sheng, all saints, do you want to know the quantity of this God-Burning Curse?"
After the introduction, Shi Baishu looked at Ming Gusheng with a serious expression.
Dead silence!
At this moment, the whole place fell into dead silence again.
Everyone is waiting for the answer.
Such a terrifying flesh cauldron talisman requires a natural selection monk for each one, so there shouldn't be too many divine book sects.
"Thirty thousand!"
"My God Book Sect has 30,000 such meat cauldrons of the Burning God Curse!"
"As long as I give an order, 30,000 Burning God Curses will fall from the sky. You can calculate how many people will die if five meat cauldrons are exchanged for one Yuan Realm!"
"Today, 6,000 Wenyuanjing people should die!"
"In addition, there are 600 lurkers from our Yi Demon Palace who have abandoned the dark and turned to the light. If our Yi Demon Palace takes action with all our strength, I am afraid that the whole army in the Asking Yuan Realm present today will be annihilated!"
Shi Baishu smiled confidently.
Sure enough, the entire space seemed to be frozen, and the faces of the five saints were gloomy, almost dripping with water.
If what Shi Baishu said is true, then the Five Sects Conference will turn into rivers of blood and cause irreversible catastrophe.