Retrograde fairy way

quiet!Silence, even dead silence!

There was no more noise, and even the faces of the cultivators who transformed into gods froze in an instant. The cultivators of Nascent Soul were all stunned and looked at Wang Mo.

At the bottom of their hearts, there was only one thought at this moment, that is, Wang Mo had lost his mind and became obsessed with practicing kung fu, so he would say such far-fetched words.

"Haha, can I think that Brother Wang is joking?"

When Jiang Fengqun's face froze, he suddenly raised his head and smiled, looking at Wang Modao with disdain in his eyes.

"Am I joking?"

Wang Mo's face was indifferent, and he didn't realize how shocking his words had brought to everyone. His eyes still fell on the two beautiful figures in red clothes.

"Okay, you are indeed a strong man who is known as the number one saint under Huashen. This kind of bearing is commendable, but you don't seem to have any brains!"

Staring at Wang Mo coldly, Jiang Fengqun's expression was gloomy. At this time, all the monks' eyes were on the two of them. If he could not handle the matter correctly, it would definitely deal an indelible blow to his prestige. What's more, There was a group of Huashen Daxiu watching behind him.

There is a slight difference, as the top force in the Tianfeng Continent and Huashen Daxiu, the few selected in the future, after they leave, will be in charge of one of the continents, and he will definitely not be there again.

"Make a decision!"

Without saying much, Wang Mo turned his gaze and landed on Jiang Fengqun.

"Hey!"

The corners of Jiang Fengqun's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he slyly flirted with the group of Nascent Soul monks.

"Boldly junior, please senior monks and lords to be the masters for us!"

All of a sudden, several Nascent Soul cultivators got up and went straight to the high platform in front of them. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, they fell to the ground and shouted.

A group of great cultivators who turned into gods didn't even raise their eyelids, as if they didn't take it to heart at all.

Only Jiang Fengqun showed a trace of solemnity and majesty, his eyes fell on several people, and he said indifferently: "As the leader of one party, even if this big wedding is not held today, I will uphold justice for you. Tell me if you have anything to say." !"

"Thank you allies for understanding me!"

One of them showed gratitude, and knelt down on the ground as a Nascent Soul. He didn't feel wrong at all. He looked up at the crowd with a sad face, and finally looked at Wang Mo and said: "A hundred years ago, in Langya Purgatory, Wang Mosheng Those who rely on their self-cultivation to occupy a place where treasures are hidden, we know that we are invincible, and we should retreat, but he practiced magic and secret techniques, spent a day of ghosts, devoured and refined the great sage Lu Huafeng who was negotiating with him, only I waited for a few people to escape, and the two great sages Jia Qingtian and Meng Chiyun of Tianyun Prefecture can testify to this matter!"

As soon as his words fell, all the Nascent Soul monks were in an uproar again, and many people were shocked and angry when they looked at Wang Mo.

If what he said is true, Wang Mo's behavior is no different from that of a demon cultivator. In the cultivation world, everyone will scream and beat him, making it difficult to move an inch.

But they are not stupid if they can cultivate to the current state, and they will not believe it out of thin air.

All of a sudden, people who had heard about the events of the year and even knew Jia Qingtian and Meng Chiyun started looking for them in the crowd.

But looking at Wang Mo, he was still standing still, and he didn't notice the eyes of the monks at all.

"I also invite fellow Daoist Jia and fellow Daoist Meng to show up and see you!"

As if he already knew that the two were present, Jiang Fengqun looked at the crowd and said bluntly.

Faced with such a situation, among the group of monks, a middle-aged Confucian scholar stood up with a wry smile on his face, while a red-faced old man stood beside him nonchalantly, slowly walking out of the crowd.

"Jia Qingtian, I have met all the great cultivators and Leader Jiang!"

Jia Qingtian was full of elegance, bowed his hands to the high platform and saluted, then looked at Jiang Feng and the group.

"Meng Chiyun has met all the big monks!"

Meng Chiyun bowed his hands to the group of great monks carelessly, but turned a blind eye to Jiang Fengqun.

"Dare to ask the two fellow Taoists, is this person's words true? Did I, Lu Huafeng, the Great Elder of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, die at the hands of Sage Wang Mo?"

Jiang Fengqun bowed his hands and returned the salute, not paying attention to Meng Chiyun's actions, but asked with a solemn expression.

"How do we know that old Lu Huafeng is not a thing, we left early!"

Meng Chiyun's beard and hair were all stretched out, and dissatisfaction lit up on his flushed face, and he said carelessly.

"Leader Jiang, forgive me, Lao Meng has such a character!"

Seeing that Meng Chiyun was not stopped, Jia Qingtian smiled wryly and bowed his hands.

"It's okay, Fellow Daoist Meng did it rashly, and I like it very much, please tell the truth to Fellow Daoist Jia!"

Jiang Fengqun smiled indifferently and said without paying attention.

"Hehe, thank you Haihan, Leader Jiang!"

Jia Qingtian let out a little breath, and then said solemnly: "That day when we parted from Fellow Daoist Lu Huafeng, they were indeed with Fellow Daoist Wang, but I don't know whether it was because of Fellow Daoist Wang!"

Meng Chiyun, who was beside him, was about to open his mouth to speak, but was glared at by Jia Qingtian, and immediately shut up a little dissatisfied, and finally muttered, but finally did not say anything.

"So, is it true that Wang Mo and Elder Lu Huafeng were the last people to meet?"

Jiang Fengqun frowned slightly, turned to Wang Mo and said, "I don't know, Brother Wang, what can I say?"

Hearing what he said, Wang Mo didn't do anything, just nodded with Jia Qingtian and Meng Chiyun.

Jia Qingtian slightly cupped his hands with a warm smile on his face, and Meng Chiyun nodded grinningly, as a greeting.

"What? Brother Wang isn't going to give us an explanation?"

Jiang Fengqun's complexion was slightly gloomy, and his tone was a bit hostile.

"To reveal or not to reveal?"

Seeing him asking again, Wang Mo said calmly, his face still unchanged.

"you......"

Jiang Fengqun's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to speak, but in an instant, he looked into the square.

I saw that the two sides belonged to each other, and suddenly two groups of monks rushed out. Judging from the situation, it was a wave of human monks and a wave of monster monks.

Looking closely, it was Li Rutian, the patriarch of the Artifact Sect, and his party. On the other side, they were all burly men with extremely violent auras.

"Junior Li Rutian, master of the Artifact Refining Sect, please all the big monks and Jiang League masters to be the masters for us. Nearly 200 years ago, when the war against the demons just started, a demon cultivator sneaked into our sect and committed murder. The former suzerain Li Yuyang led our Waiting to bathe in blood to kill the enemy, but this person took advantage of the time when the suzerain Li Yuyang and the demons turned into gods died together, he fought his cultivation to be tyrannical, robbed the treasures, and took the treasure of my Weapon Refining School to the dark prison!"

Li Rutian's white hair was stretched out, he glared at Wang Mo, and said angrily.

"The junior monster clan, the earth-shattering Cangxiong clan, Xiongda, please all the big monks and the leader of the Jiang alliance be the masters for us.

Decades ago, a person used a teleportation array to break into the hinterland of the Gulong Mountains without permission. We were defeated and wounded by him.

Afterwards, there was a heinous massacre in the interior. I don't know how many monster brothers were slaughtered for no reason.

Originally, we didn't know who this person was, but this person was holding the token of the Skyhawk King of the Monster Race. As we all know, there is only one person in the human race who has a good relationship with the Skyhawk King and his wife. , the cultivation base shows its strength.

Moreover, the Tianying King and his wife have been seriously injured since the battle in Tianlang City Jiazi ago, and they have disappeared. The younger generation suspects that they have been murdered by this person, and I hope that the seniors will clearly find out! "

Xiong Da glared at Wang Mo, his eyes did not hide the killing intent of hatred, and said softly.

"what?"

After the two finished speaking, the words spread throughout the square, attracting a group of monks to look at Wang Mo in disbelief.

It would be fine if only one person said so, but the emergence of three forces one after another, and the demon clan was involved in them, this has to be doubted, and those who still have doubts looked at Wang Mo with a murderous look. meaning.

This kind of people who act fiercely and kill wantonly, even if they are talented, can't keep them, lest they become disasters in the future.

At the same time, two people moved slightly in the front row. Judging from their positions, the monks who belonged to the Illusory Sea Palace also stood up suddenly. Looking at their appearance, it was impressive that they had a relationship with Wang Mo in Tianlang City back then. Lu Qingming and Liu Yanyun couple.

"Junior Lu Qingming, I would like to report to all the seniors and the lords. The junior has recruited a new disciple, Yang Zhong. He was searching for treasures in Langya Purgatory. Only one person had to escape.

Awed by his reputation, my wife and I did not seek revenge on this person hastily. Seeing you all here today, I want to use this to inform the world of this person's bad deeds, and forget everyone to uphold justice! "

Lu Qingming and Liu Yanyun approached, bent over and saluted, and scanned the crowd. Speaking loudly, they finally landed on Wang Mo.

While he was speaking, a young monk stood up next to his original sitting position, slowly got up and walked closer, and knelt down on the ground.

Its appearance was exactly that of Yang Zhong, whom Wang Mo did not recognize in Purgatory, and who had helped Wang Mo a lot during this time.

But I don't know why he didn't listen to Wang Mo's words, left early, and came to frame Wang Mo this time.

Then another group of people got up and came to the high platform. When they looked around, there were more than a dozen people. Among them, there was a scene of Wang Mo's first stop in Tianfeng Prefecture when the war against demons just started. At that time, Liu Qiming, Hou Yunchang, Han Yunfeng and other Yunxia sects he knew.

"The junior Yunxia Sect, Han Yunfeng, has met all the great monks, and asked the leader Jiang to be the master for us. This person relied on his high level of cultivation to forcibly occupy our sect's mine veins. His behavior is extremely bad, no different from that of a demon monk. I will use this to expose today. I hope you will uphold justice!"

Han Yunfeng said angrily with a sad old face.

"My junior, Hou Yunchang, I have met all the great monks, and I asked Alliance Master Jiang to be the master for me. Back then, this person and I were in the Wuling Mountain Mine. The junior is usually quite hospitable, so I invited this person to a banquet.

However, relying on his cultivation, he robbed the concubines of the younger generation, and even directly kidnapped his whole family. This matter is well known in the Wuling Mountain Mining Mansion, and I hope all the great monks, the leader of the Jiang alliance, and all comrades will uphold justice ! "

Hou Yunchang seemed to recall what happened back then, and looked at Wang Mo angrily and aggrieved, as if he wanted to eat his flesh.

"The younger generation can testify that everything Brother Hou said is true!"

Liu Qiming, who was beside him, also directly raised his hand to swear, a swearing guarantee.

For a moment, all eyes in the entire square fell on Wang Mo, and many monks clamored among the crowd to kill this beast on the spot as an example to others.

As voices of denunciation sounded, the entire square was no longer the same as the previous big wedding ceremony. The faces filled with righteous indignation seemed to make this place a public trial of Wang Mo, a rare public trial of a big devil in the cultivation world. General meeting.

Judging from the current situation, even if Wang Mo can do anything, he can't argue with his own words, and it seems that he has justified what he did.