Meng Heng glanced at Meng Ren, then moved his gaze to the saint's face, chuckled lowly, and said, "How about admitting it?" What if you don't admit it? ”

"If you are willing to admit it, it proves that you have been infiltrated by demons and deceived your mind, and there is still something to be saved." The saint said coldly: "If you don't admit it, then you are stubborn and intentionally evil, so even if the gods descend to earth, they can't save you." ”

"Oh, I see." Meng Heng nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

"I didn't expect Your Majesty to be so merciful and give the grass people a way out." He said with a smile: "I just don't know how Your Majesty plans to save the grass people?" ”

The sage became more and more impatient with Meng Heng's low-eyebrow and shallow smile, and said in an unkind tone: "Even if you are a cultivator, you have the mercy of Yuan Miao Zhenren, and you are willing to set up a formation and cast spells for you to get rid of the evil qi and evil in your body, so I advise you to admit it, and there is still a way to live." ”

When Meng Heng heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile: "Admit it, why not?" The...... What Master Meng said, the □□ out of ten is still true. ”

"But ......"

He walked to the old Dao in front of the steps step by step, not caring about the sage's increasingly gloomy face, examining the old Dao up and down, and only after a long time did he smile: "It's not necessary to save me, after all, this is ...... I have been taught the methods of Yuan Miao Zhenren. ”

"This point, presumably the real person will not deny it."

Lao Dao narrowed his eyes instantly, but he regained his composure in a moment, looked at Meng Heng indifferently with a smile, and did not answer.

The saint's gaze swept between the two, and there was a suspicion in his heart, but the unhappiness in his heart became worse.

I knew that this Meng Heng was so difficult, I should have used the formation directly as soon as he came in to capture him, and I didn't have to spend so much tongue.

What's more, the forbidden army on the left and right in the Qianyuan Hall is in battle, and he is a human or a demon, and he doesn't want to escape.

Thinking like this, the saint stopped talking nonsense, only secretly looked at the old way, and quietly gestured.

Lao Dao immediately understood, his eyes widened suddenly, put away his peaceful face, and shouted at Meng Heng: "Bold and demonic, the royal drive is in front, how can you be allowed to talk nonsense!" ”

"I've never met you, let alone fought the Fa, where did you learn the methods of the old way?!"

"It seems that you are really demonic and cunning, and you will have to confuse the public and struggle when you are dying."

Lao Dao retreated as he spoke, and when the words fell, the person had already retreated, and he happened to be shrouded by the lanterns in the palace, and his robe was dazzlingly white.

Meng Heng subconsciously narrowed his eyes, but when he opened them again, his vision had changed.

The main hall, which was already full of shadows, was suddenly lit up everywhere, illuminating every corner of the hall at a glance.

is splendid, but it has already been lined up and killed.

Under the main hall, there are two columns of forbidden troops, all of them are strong and stubborn, and the sword is pointed at Meng Heng, but outside the forbidden army, there are a group of Taoist priests, sitting on the ground in twos and threes, dotted all over the place, forming their own formations.

Holding a sword in his hand, his body is entangled with demonic energy.

The Taoist priest was surrounded by several bell and copper furnaces, on which a few bunches of high incense were inserted, surrounding Meng Heng, the Taoist priest and those forbidden legions in the middle.

"Meng Heng, today I will accept you as a demon!" Lao Dao shouted, and with a finger of the sword qi in his hand, he saw that a scorching fire was burning from the Zhongding copper furnace, and in an instant, it was a monstrous fire, and black smoke was filled.

But it's not choking.

Meng Ren, who was standing outside, watched the fire burst out, and between the tongues of fire, Meng Heng's figure was completely submerged in an instant, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and turned his head to look at the saint on the throne.

The saint did not seem surprised to see such a large fire, he stared at the raging fire motionlessly, and his eyes as black as night shone with an unfathomable light.

"Your Majesty......" Meng Ren couldn't help but tremble.

The sage turned a deaf ear, didn't even bother to give Meng Ren a look, and only stared at the fire with a sinking face.

The three flavors of true fire placed by the Taoist chief will not hurt people and things, but it can make the demon show its original form and burn to death!

To arrest Meng Heng, only success is allowed, not failure. Any kind of formation and spell casting to expel demonic energy is just a pretext.

There is only one purpose, that is, to earn Meng Heng into the palace, and then, get rid of it quickly!

As for Meng Ren......

The saint sighed coldly in his heart, and a grim smile appeared at the corners of his thin, hard-lined lips.

Since ancient times, the monarch wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die.

Meng Renken pointed out that Meng Heng had the right to make up for his mistakes, and then give him death and give him the position of marquis, which could be regarded as his loyalty to the country.

Meng Heng glanced at the flames around him, not frightened, but smiled playfully in his heart.

This fire only surrounded himself, the forbidden army and this group of demonic "Taoist priests", blocking the sight of the saint, and the intentions of it can be seen.

He chuckled, walked in front of the old man, and said indifferently: "Since this place has been arranged by you as a slaughtering ground for you and me, why bother to pretend anymore, presumably even if you reveal your true identity at this moment, everyone outside will not notice it in the slightest." ”

Lao Dao frowned, and his gentle and calm eyebrows were torn apart like a mask, revealing an extremely vicious face.

Yes, this monstrous flame can force out that Meng Heng's prototype is fake, but it is true that it blocks the saint's audio-visual appearance.

In the final analysis, he doesn't care at all whether this fire can force Meng Heng's prototype out, in the eyes of the saint, in Meng Ren's eyes, he will always let them see the scene of "Meng Heng is forced to be helpless, demonic, murderous and bloodthirsty".

Then he, the Yuan Miao Zhenren, will do the way for the heavens, and subdue Meng Heng's demons to death.

However, there were still others in the fire at this moment, so he had to endure it as much as he could, not to be provoked by Meng Heng, and scolded him sharply: "Meng Heng is evil, Hugh is talking nonsense!" ”

Then he turned his head and said to the forbidden army who was waiting on the side: "This demon is used to confusing people with words, and the generals must not believe his words, they are confused by him!" ”

"This demon is clever, one can snatch people's minds with his eyes, and the other can confuse the public with words, please remember, generals, you must not look directly at Meng Heng's eyes, otherwise in an instant, the six relatives will not recognize and be delirious, even the old way will not be able to save you!"

After saying that, he waved his sword qi, pointed straight at the sky, and shouted neatly: "The generals rushed forward and captured Meng Heng's demon in one fell swoop!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw the swords of the forbidden army turning horizontally, forming a siege and approaching Meng Heng step by step.

At the same time, the old man quietly retreated, hiding outside the forbidden army, with a smug look on his face that showed no trace.

He has already figured out the details of Meng Heng's ability, and the demon pressure on his body is strong, which is terrifying and terrifying to the demon, but it is ineffective for people.

As long as these forbidden troops are used as human flesh walls to block the front, and pay attention to avoiding Meng Heng's confusing sight, they will be foolproof.

When the forbidden army tied Meng Heng up and escorted him to him, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could make Meng Heng's body disappear and die without a place to be buried!

Lao Dao, that is, Hongyu, saw Meng Heng surrounded by swords in the middle at this time, and it was difficult to fly with wings, so he felt extremely happy in his heart.

Immediately, she would be able to cut Meng Heng's throat with a knife!

The smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but gradually expand, and she was immersed in pride, but she didn't realize that the look on the faces of the Taoist priests behind her was gradually occupied by horror.

It was an almost suffocating horror. 166 Reading Network