Feng Qianxun waved his hand, and the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals stood on the plank road of Kunlun Ruins, and thousands of arrow feathers were aimed at Bai Luo. These thousands of heavenly soldiers secretly lined up from the first floor of Kunlun Ruins to the second floor. Although they did not go deep into the Kunlun Ruins, the cries of the fierce beasts around them still made the hearts of the heavenly soldiers and generals cold, and their legs and feet were weak.

Bai Luo looked contemptuously at the group of heavenly soldiers and generals who were full of bowstrings, but the tips of their arrows were still trembling. What is even more contemptuous is the Feng Qianxun, Jiang Liandao and a group of heavenly gods who are hidden behind the heavenly soldiers and generals, standing above the Kunlun Ruins.

Bai Luo sneered: "Feng Qianxun, if you want to take me, you will come down and get it yourself." What kind of ability is hiding behind the soldiers now?"

Feng Qianxun said loudly: "Prison Martial Divine Monarch, you don't want to reverse right and wrong! If you don't go to Zhu Xiantai, then the deity has no choice but to enforce the law impartially." Collusion with demons is a heinous sin. The deity will correct the Dharma on the spot, and it will not violate the laws of Kunlun. ”

Ji Boyi glared at Feng Qianxun angrily: "Feng Qianxun! Are you crazy? The Quartet has guarded the Three Realms since the beginning of heaven and earth. Back then, the battle of Tian Yuan was the suppression of the demons by the Martial Divine Monarch, what reason did she have to collude with the demons?"

Feng Qianxun sneered: "The Martial Divine Monarch has a perverse and violent temperament, how can the deity know what she thinks? Not to mention what the Battle of Tianyuan was like back then, you and I have never experienced it, and it is only recorded in historical records." The only thing that can be known is that after the battle of Tian Yuan, only the Four Gods and the Seven Star Monarchs are left to live with heaven and earth, and you and I only have a lifespan of less than a thousand years. ”

Feng Qianxun's gaze swept over Bai Luo, Xue Yu, and Ye Ming, and said casually: "Who know what the Four Directions God did during the Battle of Tian Yuan back then? ”

"Feng Qianxun! You shameless hairy boy! Don't look at your beard, you are still very tender in my eyes, uncle! I didn't see how much ability you have, but your ability to splash dirty water is not small!" Xue Yufang was so frightened by Bai Luo that he accumulated a stomach full of resentment, and he was even more tired and angry after being trapped in Kunlun Ruins for two days, and he didn't care about scolding if he wanted to scold.

But this scolding caused all the gods to scold it as well. The faces of thousands of people up and down the Kunlun ruins are not so good-looking.

After Xue Chao finished scolding, Ji Boyi, who saw a handful of beards, also looked at him with some embarrassment, Xue Chao waved his hand and said, "You don't count." ”

Compared to the gods, Feng Qianxun is really thick-skinned. It was obvious that he was humiliated, but he was still able to keep his face still, and said with the majesty of the superior: "Supervising Martial Divine Monarch, you colluded with the demon clan, Meng Zhang Divine Monarch and Zhiming Divine Monarch are all aware of it, right? ”

Jiang Nanshuang's breath was weak: "Feng Qianxun, you are already the Emperor of Fuxi, and my Zhurong and Shennong clans also respect your Fuxi clan." What kind of dissatisfaction do you still have? If you kill the Prison Martial God Monarch, won't it chill the hearts of the Kunlun gods? Even if you destroy my Zhurong clan, how can you become the co-master of heaven and earth!"

Feng Qianxun said sharply: "Mrs. Zhurong is afraid that she has forgotten her identity. I, the Fuxi, Zhurong, and Shennong clans, have been in charge of the Three Realms since the beginning of heaven and earth. Now Kunlun Heaven will not respect our three clans, but worship the gods of the four directions. The human world is even more disrespectful to Fuxi, Shennong, and Zhurong, and everyone respects the god of martial arts. The Three Realms put the cart before the horse, and it should have been liquidated a long time ago. ”

Then Feng Qianxun said unhurriedly: "Mrs. Zhurong, you are a female streamer, and you are a little confused because your Junlan has lived in Kunlun for many years, and I don't blame you." The deity never wants to embarrass Zhu Rong, but Zhu Rong should also be able to distinguish between right and wrong. Now that there is a demon clan appearing next to the Prison Martial Divine Monarch, can't it still explain the problem? I, the three clans of Fuxi, Zhurong, and Shennong, should be the same enemy, destroy the demon clan, capture the prison martial arts, and level the Xindu, and the three realms will be stable. ”

Jiang Nanshuang was horrified in his heart, Feng Qianxun was indeed a rare leader, and he said it sonorously and forcefully, covering up all his dirty and dirty thoughts, no wonder Jiang Liandao would let him drive him.

But the gods of Kunlun will not all be as crazy as Jiang Liandao. Although there are many people in Kunlun Ruins now, there are only a few thousand. Bai Luo has long been a god in the hearts of the generals, and the generals who dare to point arrows at Bai Luo are estimated to be so many in Kunlun Ruins now.

And what about the other generals?

If the other Heavenly Generals were still there, how could Zong Ye and Yan Zhu break through the Kunlun Enchantment so easily?

The more Jiang Nanshuang thought about it, the more frightened she became: "Feng Qianxi, what will happen to the other heavens?"

Feng Qianxun's face stiffened slightly, and he avoided answering: "Mrs. Zhurong, you don't need to worry about this matter. Now, as long as you can recognize the true face of the Martial God Monarch, you can return to Kunlun. There will be no shortage of Zhu Rong's position in the Lingxiao Palace. ”

Jiang Nanshuang saw Feng Qianhuan's expression, and her heart jumped suddenly. Since Feng Qianxun can arrange it in Kunlun Ruins, he naturally thought of a later move. I'm afraid that those heavenly generals who refuse to surrender to the Fuxi clan have all suffered.

Feng Qianxun said coldly: "Mrs. Zhurong, the Martial Divine Monarch is already seriously injured, as long as you can kill her, it can be regarded as drawing a line with her." You can also return to the Soaring Palace. This can be regarded as the greatest mercy of the deity to the Zhurong clan!"

"Bastard!" Jiang Nanshuang was extremely angry, and his fingertips trembled and pointed at Feng Qianxun: "Feng Qianxun, you are confused! You ......"

Feng Qianxun smiled coldly: "Mrs. Zhurong doesn't want to think about herself, and she doesn't want to think about Ji Junlan. Junlan has a marriage contract with my son, and I don't want to embarrass her. ”

Ji Junlan raised the nine-eared bow and aimed it at Feng Qianxun: "Feng Qianxun, you don't want to sow discord! Do you want to compare whether the arrows of those heavenly generals are faster or my nine-eared arrows faster?"

Feng Mo frowned and said, "Junlan, put the arrow down!"

Ji Junlan said angrily: "Feng Moshao, your father threw you in Kunlun Ruins, I thought you were sober." As a result, you are still so confused? I want to mention the marriage contract between you and me again, and I will not marry an unfaithful and unrighteous person!"

Feng Moshao's eyelashes twitched, and his five fingers tightened in his sleeves: "If you don't want to marry, our marriage contract will be invalidated." But don't point your arrows at my father!"

Feng Moshao looked at Feng Qianxun. From the initial disappointment to hatred for this father, there are no waves now. Who is Feng Qianxun, Feng Moshao knows it very well in his heart. From the time when Feng Qianxun pretended to be himself and secretly learned the "broken ghost", he was already just a chess piece in Feng Qianxun's heart.

A discarded pawn. Feng Moshao knew in his heart that Feng Qianxun would not even let go of himself, let alone let go of Ji Boyi, Jiang Nanshuang and Ji Junlan?

Now the high-sounding words are just pretending to be in front of the gods. The most powerful thing about Feng Qianlu is not his spiritual power, but his reversal of right and wrong, and his clever tongue. It's like a knife that kills invisibly. What he wants is to force Zhu Rong's clan to resist and find a justifiable reason to destroy Zhu Rong's clan in front of the gods.

"Lady Zhurong will naturally be the enemy of the Martial Divine Monarch. Bai Luo patted Ji Junlan's wrist and motioned for Ji Junlan to put down the bow.

Jiang Nanshuang looked at Bai Luo in amazement: "What?"

Ji Junlan naturally refused to put down his bow and arrows, but was forcibly pressed down by Bai Luo's wrist.

Bai Luo looked at Jiang Nanshuang indifferently: "Mrs. Zhurong may not know. This demon bastard is indeed a deity's criminal. ”

Zong Ye's eyes trembled and he looked up at Bai Luo.

Bai Luo didn't even give Zong Ye a little afterglow, he still looked at Jiang Nanshuang, Ji Boyi, Ji Junlan, Feng Moshao and others seriously and said, "He is indeed my apprentice. I violated the laws of Kunlun by accepting people from the demon clan as disciples. I do know about the establishment of the Cult of God in Sindu. Those who connived at the growth of the Divine Sect and failed to pay it off in time are indeed the deities. Therefore, Mrs. Zhurong and the deity are probably not all the way. ”

Jiang Nanshuang hurriedly said: "Martial Divine Monarch, he is just a ......"

"Mrs. Zhurong. Bai Luo frowned and interrupted Jiang Nanshuang and said, "Could it be that you, like Junlan, can only be rash?"

Jiang Nanshuang was shocked, so she could only turn her head silently.

Bai Luo looked at Feng Qianxun and asked, "Feng Qianxun, Mrs. Zhurong and the deity have no friendship in the first place. But you want her to kill the deity, but I'm afraid that her strength is not enough. ”

Feng Qianxun looked at Bai Luo with interest: "If I don't kill you, as long as I hurt you, it's okay." ”

Bai Luo nodded: "That's what you said." ”

After that, Bai Luo picked up Jiang Nanshuang's hand and scratched the back of her white hand with her Kodan-dyed nails. At the end, Bai Luo frowned slightly, as if he felt that the scratches were too fine. Bai Luo seemed to be afraid that Feng Qianxun's old eyes would be dizzy and he couldn't see it, and he deliberately pinched Jiang Nanshuang's fingers back and forth on the back of his hand and walked again.

Bai Luo looked at Feng Qianxun calmly and said, "Mrs. Zhurong has already hurt me, she can go out." ”

"......" Feng Qianxun smiled awkwardly: "Doesn't the Martial God Monarch think that the deity is so easy to fool?"

Bai Luo looked at the back of his hand suspiciously: "Your eyesight is so poor, shouldn't you go to Jiang Liandao to see if you are sick?" Bai Luo said and naturally picked up Jiang Nanshuang's hand.

Feng Qianxun was stunned for a while, and his temples jumped suddenly: "Bai Ranxi, you are enough! What tricks are you playing?"

Bai Luo looked at Feng Qianxun contemptuously: "I'm playing tricks, this is not what Emperor Fuxi himself said, as long as Mrs. Zhu Rong hurts me, you will draw a line with me, and you will not be embarrassed by Zhu Rong." ”

Feng Qianxun: "The deity ......"

Bai Luo: "Isn't Emperor Fuxi a shameless villain who goes back on his word?"

Feng Qianxun: "The deity ......"

Bai Luo: "Although you are indeed a shameless villain, as an emperor, you should always be the one who speaks, ......right?" Bai Luo's eyes coldly swept over the gods and generals present: "No matter what benefits Feng Qianlu promised you, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fulfill in the future." ”

"That's enough!" Feng Qianxun said angrily: "Bai Ranxi, you still want to sow discord and disturb Kunlun? ”

Bai Luo turned his head to Ji Boyi and Jiang Nanshuang and said, "A few people who don't belong to Kunlun Ruins, please go back." ”

"Don't go!" Ji Junlan looked at Bai Luo with tears in his eyes: "I'm not leaving! Sister Bai, they want to hurt you!"

Bai Luo frowned, and said coldly: "Feng Moshao will take her away." ”

Feng Moshao gritted his teeth, grabbed Ji Junlan's wrist and walked up the steps outside the Kunlun Ruins.

Ji Junlan struggled for a moment: "Feng Moshao, you let go!"

Feng Moshao clamped Ji Junlan's wrist with both hands, and no matter how much Ji Junlan struggled, it was just a red mark on his hand. Ji Junlan was in a hurry, and actually bit down on the back of Feng Moshao's hand.

Feng Moshao frowned in pain, but his hand did not move, allowing Ji Junlan to bite the back of his hand, and he never let go of the blood.

Jiang Nanshuang and Ji Boyi bowed to Bai Luo: "Take care of the Martial God Monarch, if you ......"

"There are no ifs. Bai Luo said coldly: "Emperor Zhurong, please remember your identity. Kunlun never belonged to Zhurong, but it never belonged to Fuxi and Shennong. We are gods, and we have done our duty. And you are Emperor Zhurong, if I am guilty, I cannot be tolerated. ”

Ji Boyi glanced at Zong Ye, sighed and left. A god, a demon, if you want to solve this matter, the easiest way is to tie up Zong Ye and imprison him.

But how could Bai Luo be willing?

Although everyone knew about it, no one raised it.

Zong Ye snorted, "You...... It doesn't have to be that way. ”

Bai Luo raised his eyelids and glanced at Zong Ye, with a sarcastic face: "You think I am for you?"

Bai Luo shook his head and said, "Zong Ye, you are wrong, everyone should be responsible for what they do, including myself." ”

Zong Ye's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a sour feeling appeared in his heart.

Jiang Nanshuang, Ji Boyi, Feng Moshao and Ji Junlan all walked out of Kunlun Ruins. Xue Yu frowned, and looked back at Jiang Qinghan, who was still standing in place: "Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Qinghan looked at Xue Yu and smiled lightly: "Xue hate, do you think I have a home to go back to when I go out now?"

Xue Yu flicked his sleeves: "I don't care where you go, if you can't go home, then go and travel, go back to the Xuanyue Temple to be your Elder Xunyin." ”

Jiang Qinghan bowed his head and did not speak, standing in front of the black rock in a green shirt, like a stubborn caryophyllus born from the crack in the stone.

Xue Yu suddenly became impatient, and grabbed Jiang Qinghan's collar: "Jiang Qinghan, are you bothered? Feng Moshao can go back, why can't you? Why do you want to stay here and die?!"

Jiang Qinghan's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Xue Yu and said, "Xue hated late, Feng Moshao went back because he had his own Junlan to protect." And the people I want to protect are here. ”

Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding Jiang Qinghan's collar couldn't help but loosen.

Feng Qianxun looked at everyone indifferently. Bai Luo, Xue Yu, Ye Ming, Jiang Qinghan, Yan Zhu, Zong Ye. These people he hated could be buried in the Kunlun ruins by him together, and a smile couldn't help but appear on Feng Qianxi's face. But after all, Jiang Qinghan is Jiang Liandao's eldest son, Feng Qianxun looked back at Jiang Liandao tentatively.

Jiang Liandao looked at Jiang Qinghan expressionlessly, and said coldly: "The rebel is useless. ”

A trace of ruthlessness crossed Xue Yu's face: "Who dares!"

Feng Qianxun smiled contemptuously, and suddenly the arrow in the hand of the Heavenly General was wrapped in spiritual power, and ten thousand swords were fired together.

At the moment when the bow and arrow left the string, Zong Ye stepped forward and pulled Bai Luo into his arms.