"Ladies and gentlemen, please don't forget one thing.

When Zheng Qiu tried to destroy the formation on the island, this evil cultivator actually stood up and stood in front of everyone, preventing us from approaching Zheng Qiu.

What does this mean, it shows that Zheng Qiu, the demon who controls monsters, and this evil cultivator who holds a divine weapon have made an agreement in private.

They are now in cahoots and have joined forces to deal with all of us. ”

While speaking, Mo Junrong waved his fist to strengthen his tone, making the image of justice more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Everyone has heard of the disaster caused by the evil cultivator thousands of years ago, and the evil cultivator wants to use all the living beings in the Cloud Sleeve Continent as nourishment for their cultivation.

And Zheng Qiu, the devil, what does he want

We can get the answer from what he and the monster did.

Zheng Qiu is full of destruction and destruction, he wants to destroy the Cloud Sleeve Continent and destroy this world.

The Adversary, the Cult, their goals are so similar, it's clear that they're now heading down the same path.

All of us, all the sects, must unite and work together to eradicate the demons and evil cultivators, and restore the Yunzhi Continent to a prosperous future. ”

The words made people's hearts surge, and the disciples who had returned from the Boundless Heavenly River in the square raised their hands and waved their fists, shouting in response.

They vented their grievances in the fierce battle in the Boundless Heavenly River in this way, so that their mood could be relaxed.

Those sects that did not wait for their disciples to return were also moved by Mo Junrong's words, and they also joined the ranks of the same hatred.

After all, everyone who returned from the boundless heavenly river proved that what Mo Junrong said was the truth.

As the saying goes, three people become tigers, and these sects have to believe if they don't believe it.

On the high platform, the faces of everyone in the Qianyun Sect were not good-looking.

The current situation is beyond their control, and it has become a pledge meeting for Mo Junrong to defeat a strong enemy.

Elder Ming Chengxi asked Mingkong Aoqing in a low voice: "Sect Master, what should I do about this."

I don't think Zheng Qiu can be such a person, he is also a disciple of my sect and an apprentice of Ming Zong.

The heart and temper should be fine. ”

Elder Ming Ding also whispered: "Sect Master, Ming Chengxi is right, Ming Zong has always been cautious in accepting disciples, and he must have tested Zheng Qiu's heart and temper.

Could this Mo Junrong be reversing black and white, deliberately saying that Zheng Qiu is an enemy, so as to seek some benefits from it. ”

An elder in charge of the study hall thought for a moment, and then said, "I also think this matter is strange, Zheng Qiu should be less than twenty years old.

You say that a ten-year-old child, how can he be an enemy of more than 3,000 sect elites, and he is not the supreme of the Divine Realm. ”

The elder in charge of Tianzhou Square and Yingke Peak rubbed his temples and looked very headache: "What you said is also reasonable, it is indeed strange.

But don't forget, all the cultivators who returned from the Boundless Heavenly River recognized Mo Junrong's words.

With so many witnesses, this can't be made up. ”

"This," the other elders were speechless for a moment.

Indeed, nearly 500 people corroborated Mo Junrong's words, so it would be untenable to insist that Mo Junrong was reversing black and white.

Mingkong Aoqing's face was very ugly, and he had vaguely guessed what Mo Junrong wanted to say next.

A decision must be made as soon as possible to make Mo Junrong's plan fail.

Mingkong Aoqing turned his head to look at the elders and said solemnly: "All the disciples of the various sects who have returned from the Boundless Heavenly River have agreed with Mo Junrong's words, then it proves that what Mo Junrong said is the truth.

Don't speculate any more. ”

Then, he walked up to Mo Junrong's side, squeezing out a stiff smile on his face.

"Mo Junrong has righteousness in his heart, he heard that the Sword Sect has produced a good disciple, and it is a good blessing to kill the Supreme. ”

Politely stepped over, Mingkong Aoqing's face suddenly gloomy, and he said coldly.

"Mo Junrong, you keep saying that Zheng Qiu is the big devil, and he is in cahoots with an evil cultivator named Zhenjiu.

But that's all Zheng Qiu's business, he is a cultivator in the Great Wilderness Lonely City, what does it have to do with my Qianyun Sect. ”

The elders of the Qianyun Sect on the high platform looked at each other a few times, and they saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Obviously, the sect master didn't want the Qianyun Sect to get involved in trouble, so he simply put aside the relationship between the sect and Zheng Qiu, and did not recognize Zheng Qiu as a disciple of the Qianyun Sect.

Mo Junrong also heard the meaning of Mingkong Aoqing, and smiled secretly in his heart: "Now I want to clear up the relationship, dream, don't think about running away if you don't take a stand." ”

Mo Junrong still made a polite gesture and shouted, "An Yun Supreme is wrong with this.

As I said, the death of more than 2,500 sect elites is inseparable from the Qianyun Sect. ”

Mingkong Aoqing's cheeks twitched, this Mo Junrong was so inch-inching that he wanted to slap him to death directly.

But Blade Birch stood in the square, unable to move his own hands, and had to hold back his anger.

"I'll repeat it again, Mo Junrong, listen to you.

Zheng Qiu was a cultivator from the Great Wilderness Lonely City, and had nothing to do with the Qianyun Sect.

The Qianyun Sect had never sent him to the Boundless Heavenly River, so everything he did there had nothing to do with the Qianyun Sect. ”

Mo Junrong did not flinch, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a strange smile.

"An Yun Supreme doesn't know anything, although Zheng Qiu is not a member of the Qianyun Sect, there are two cultivators, who are definitely disciples of your Qianyun Sect.

Those two cultivators, one is called Yun You, and the other is called Shao Wei, believe that I am not wrong. ”

Mingkong Aoqing was stunned for a moment, he couldn't deny this, but Yun You and Shao Wei were disciples of the Qianyun Sect.

When the two of them went to the Boundless Heavenly River, they were wearing the official disciple's sect clothes, and it was impossible to get rid of them.

Seeing that Mingkong Aoqing didn't speak, Mo Junrong knew that he was speechless, so he slowly retreated and distanced himself, so as not to hurt Mingkong Aoqing's anger.

At the same time, he turned to face the Tanyun Peak Square and shouted, "You don't know, that Qianyun Sect disciple called Yunyou has a bad track record in itself.

She was originally a disciple of a small sect called the Mist Seeking Sect.

Later, for his own selfish interests, he acted as a traitor to the sect, and led a stronger sect to destroy his own sect and slaughter all his brothers and sisters in the sect.

Such a crime is intolerable

As for the person named Shao Wei, I didn't know him before, but I heard that he was interested in seeing wealth in the boundless Tianhe and killing people and seizing treasures.

The same sin-ridden people. ”

In fact, Mo Junrong had only heard Shao Wei's name on the island, and he didn't know what kind of person Shao Wei was and what he had done.

But none of this matters, he is just splashing dirty water now, regardless of whether it is true or not.

When Elder Mingding heard Mo Junrong's words, his expression slammed down, and he stepped forward to teach this bastard a lesson.

Who is the apprentice Shao Wei, don't you know it, how can you do such a thing as killing people and grabbing treasures.

Slander, this is pure slander, I want to pinch Mo Junrong's neck and make him tell the truth.