The first thousand four hundred and thirty-five chapters are ironclad
"What's going on?"
"how so?"
"That was just now..."
The group of people who escaped and narrowly escaped death were shaken by the angry shouts, and were confused and confused.
It's not that they couldn't understand what was going on, but the information contained in just one sentence was so shocking and unbelievable that they subconsciously thought it was a joke and didn't want to believe it.
"You are not dead?"
At this moment, an embarrassed old man approached, but he was a strong semi-saint.
"Seventh uncle!"
Gongsun Rang was agitated, and his trance consciousness finally returned. The previous scenes flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but hate him. He threw himself at the old man's feet, pointed at the sky and the earth, swore, and cried endlessly, "Uncle Qi
Ancestor, you have to make the decision for your child. Zhao Shuhang is a wolf-hearted, evil-blooded and rebellious person. He actually colluded with Cheng Jingyu and others to sacrifice our blood to refine weapons. Thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, we were able to escape from danger!
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"What...what..."
The old man's face turned green and was almost distorted, veins were bulging on the back of his hands, and black lines were rolling on his forehead. He wished he could slap to death this young man who had spoken so freely and so many generations ago.
But in full view of the public, especially the actions of the others, he was too scared to take action directly, causing an uproar.
"Old ancestor, you have to do it for us. My poor grandson, I have gone through life and death for my family. I have braved hardships and dangers, fought for the human race, and fought to the death with the demon race. But I don't want to be used as a sacrifice, so I want a blood sacrifice to refine the weapon!
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"The devil's methods are nothing more than this. Zhao Shuhang has a human face and a beast heart, and he actually does such outrageous things behind the back of the temples. Seniors, you have to make the decision for us!"
"Senior Han and Senior Zhou are also here. You don't know that Brother Han and Brother Zhou died miserably. We are trapped in the inheritance space, facing the Blood Vulture Demon Emperor who holds the Wandering Dragon Sword and has reached the Demon Lord realm.
We can’t retreat from the fight, but these beasts surrounded us with a large formation and wanted us to be sacrifices for the launch of the sacred weapon after it is formed!"
"Senior Sun, we are waiting for injustice. All of our comrades died unjustly and tragically. They are not willing to accept it!"
Cries and howls resounded through the sky, and even though there were cracks in the sky appearing and disappearing, the strong men who were blocking the cracks had turned from shock to disbelief, and then to rage.
Especially the elders from the aristocratic family who were the first to contact Gongsun Rang and his party felt even more regretful at this time. They didn't stop it immediately, but they didn't want to cause such a big mess.
It would be fine if there were only one or two, but those who survived said so. Even if there were only seven or eight, anyone would think twice about the hundreds of warriors who had died at the hands of Tongjing Bodhisattva and Wu Mingjian before.
How could it be such a coincidence?
How could it be such a coincidence?
Why is it such a coincidence?
A dignified saint, a powerful Buddhist, came to sneak attack and assassinate a great master. He promised to be compassionate, save all sentient beings, and love the world?
But look at it, hundreds of great masters, elites from all forces, just died silently, without even a splash floating in the water. It's as unjust as it is, and it's not worth it.
"You...you are slanderous and have been bewitched by the devil Wu Ming with evil methods. Seniors, please don't..."
Cheng Jingyu and others were lucky enough to survive. After all, they were already quite a distance away from Fujing Tianmen, but they had no time to retreat and many died.
At this time, seeing Gongsun Rang and others blaming each other, and refusing to give up, he immediately started to defend himself at the top of his lungs, but was this really a scapegoat?
"Hey, you are spitting blood? Are you bewitched by evil methods? Do you dare to swear to God and tell all the saints that what we said has not happened?"
"If people don't know what to do except for themselves, you are committing evil deeds with cruel methods, just to eliminate dissidents, and in vain to care about the lives of fellow human beings. It is an unforgivable heinous act!"
"We have fought tooth and nail for the human race and fought endlessly with the demon race. You actually want to sacrifice our blood, how can you bear it?"
Gongsun Rang and the other three were descendants of aristocratic families. Even though they were not the most outstanding, they had received a good education.
It is only natural to contribute to the family, but if you want to take their lives quietly, you will inevitably suffer the most brutal counterattack.
Now, they are fighting for their lives.
Killing Zhao Shuhang, Cheng Jingyu and others in collusion, wasting the orders of all the temples, blood-refining the sacrificial vessels of fellow humans, and not much else to say, these are enough.
Because they didn't react in time at the beginning and they were determined to make the matter bigger, the others had no time to cover it up. The angry shouts were accompanied by deliberate true energy transmissions, which spread almost throughout the city.
If you want to suppress this matter, you have to kill the remaining people in the city, or ask a saint to take action and perform the holy art of silence!
But would all the saints really agree to this kind of thing?
"Where is my son?"
"Where is my disciple?"
"What did they die for?"
After a brief moment of anger, a Half-Saint or Grand Master stood up. He didn't care about the raging space cracks and just glanced at Zhao Shuhang, Cheng Jingyu and others with cold eyes.
"You guys have paused Thunder's wrath. This matter is still unclear. You must not listen to the one-sided words of a few juniors..."
The old man surnamed Xiu didn't see anything good at first glance. As a semi-saint deacon of all the temples, he knew that he couldn't let things continue to develop, otherwise things would be bad.
"Seniors!"
But at this moment, a woman in red rushed to the scene in embarrassment, held up an orb and shouted, "This junior is Wu Yunduo, a disciple of Lieyan Pavilion in the Middle Tang Dynasty. There is evidence to prove that everything these Taoist friends said is true, but they are just
Please consider that this junior is being coerced and give me a lighter sentence."
Buzz!
As he spoke, the brilliance of the orb flickered, and scenes of light and shadow flickered, clearly exposing the faces of Cheng Jingyu and others, and completely revealing the sky-shaking dragon shadow and the large formation.
"Bastard, you, a junior like you, don't have the right to speak here. Why don't you take custody of me immediately?"
An old man's face turned purple with anger. He was the Half-Saint Elder of Lieyan Pavilion, and he was also a direct descendant of the Lie family. When he saw his own children in the formation, he knew what was going on.
As he spoke, he not only blew out a stream of true energy, but also released the semi-sage pressure to block his mouth.
"You humble servant, how dare you harm our sect..."
Lie Yingyang was so angry that he hit Wu Yunduo on the back of his head.
This time the point is clear. He will be disabled even if he is not dead, or even suffer from cerebral palsy and dementia. The attack can be said to be ruthless.
Bang!
But before it reached him, Lie Yingyang was swept away by a powerful force, but at some point, a tall old man appeared in front of Wu Yunduo, his face gloomy as if dripping water.
"Old Zhang, what do you mean? Why do you want to hurt our disciples?"
When the Half Saint of Lieyan Pavilion saw Lieying Yang vomiting blood and flying backwards, he was frightened and angry, and shouted sternly.
"My master has always had a son, but he has never pampered him too much. Now in the troubled times, he specifically asked me to take him out to practice a little, but he doesn't want to die!"
The tall old man's face was green and white, almost distorted, and his eyes were filled with rage. He smiled strangely and said, "He died well, he died wonderfully. If he died after the demon clan, I will report the truth truthfully, but if someone deliberately set up a trap,
,Hey……"
Everyone felt their hair stand on end. For a Half-Saint to be so careless about his face and completely lose his composure, it was clear that he was extremely angry.
"Senior Zhang, there is a reason for this, and I will definitely give you an explanation!"
Zhao Shuhang's face turned pale and he bowed his head to the end.
"Explain? I can't afford it!"
The tall old man gave him a cold look and turned sideways to be disrespectful. He also bowed his head to the bottom without getting up. He just hunched over and raised his head, staring at Zhao Shuhang with strange eyes and said, "Wait until this little kid shows everyone all the evidence."
, I will make my own inferences, and I will pass them on to my teachers, and they will make their own judgments. Everyone, every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I will not wrong anyone, nor will I target anyone without reason, nor will I confuse right and wrong.
, throwing dirty water wantonly."
"But...the truth must be made known to the public!"
The last sentence was so impactful that it shocked everyone's hearts.
For a moment, the place was completely silent, and no one dared to say anything.
Although this person is only a second-level semi-saint, his teacher is not a saint, but a supreme semi-saint. However, he is also a person with a name and a surname in China, and is the supreme being among the semi-saints.
If Lu Jiuyuan is recognized as the strongest Half-Saint, then this one is among the top ten, one of the Half-Saints who are expected to be canonized in the troubled times of demonic calamity!
Zhao Shuhang's face turned gloomy, and the corners of his lips moved a few times, but in the end he did not speak.
Cheng Jingyu and others were even more uneasy, wishing they could kill Wu Yunduo, snatch the shadow bead, and then destroy the body and eliminate all traces.
I never expected that things would develop to this point.
According to the plan, after Wu Ming was killed, everything would be solved, but unexpectedly, it backfired and caused many strong people to become alienated.
The most important thing is that those who were captured did not die at the hands of Wu Ming, but indirectly, it can even be said that they died at the hands of saints and powerful persons such as Longjing Bodhisattva.
It's so pitiful that even if they had a hundred courages, they wouldn't dare to sacrifice the blood of hundreds of great masters with extraordinary origins and great connections to refine weapons!
Originally, there were some goals, including those who would not cause trouble even if they died, and among them, various forces had already participated in the plan and could allocate opportunities to use the inherited holy artifacts after the success.
Gongsun Rang and several other children of aristocratic families and the people under their command are among the abandoned ones!
But from the very beginning, Wu Ming was kidnapping people.
If Wu Ming dies inside and is sacrificed by blood, the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl will naturally fall into their hands, and he will naturally become a hero who saves his comrades from danger and turns the tide!
As for the dead, they naturally contributed to the great cause of the human race.
But who would have thought that Wu Ming could be so ruthless, so vicious and cunning!
Yes, it must be a conspiracy. Everything was planned by Wu Ming. The devil had long colluded with the demons and wanted to separate them into the human race!
Cheng Jingyu and others thought this way, but when they saw the ugly scenes of themselves and others in the light and shadow, they felt as if they were mourning for their heirs, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and they were trembling and speechless.
There are all the witnesses and physical evidence, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain. Even if you want to overturn the case, you can't do it!
"Good, good, good, what a scholar of mountains and seas!"
"What a temple!"
"What a man who is dedicated to the public good!"
There was a loud shout, no question, but it was better than a question. A dozen strong semi-saints with livid faces slowly glanced at the old man named Xiu and Yu Sun, Zhangkong Crane, with their eyes like sharp swords, as if they wanted to penetrate them.
There may not be people who participated in the plan, but in order to save their reputation and get out of this incident, they must stand up to uphold justice!