Wu Xingwen looked at the three saints, and his heart fell to the bottom.

This matter is obviously justified by him, and the hearts of the people are also on his side, even if the Hundred Flowers Fairy is angry, his master should be able to protect it.

Even the sorrowful master who can't rub sand in his eyes will stand on his side.

No matter how powerful the Hundred Flowers Fairy is, one person has to endure this breath against two saints.

When the time comes, he will appear in front of everyone with an upright and upright image, even if he is a Hundred Flowers Fairy, he can't move him in front of the other two saints.

This also dealt a blow to the prestige of the Hundred Flowers Sect and brought back the venue of the last annual exam.

Gu Qingshan must stink from now on, and he no longer has the bullshit nickname of Sword Fifteen.

It's a triple win!

Who knew that as soon as the Three Sages came, not only did the master not protect him, but even the master of grief opened his mouth.

Why is that?

Wu Xingwen felt that his brain was groggy, as if there was a wall in his mind, preventing him from thinking things through.

"Qin Xiaolou, you still go and complete your original task, Gu Qingshan come with me." With a move, the Hundred Flowers Fairy picked up Gu Qingshan to the clouds and stood on the clouds behind her.

"Yes, Master." Qin Xiaolou jumped back happily, glaring at Wu Xingwen on the way.

"This matter, let's stop for the time being." The Hundred Flowers Fairy endured and endured, and said for a long time.

"That's right, there are more important things to do now, your apprentice's business, we will give him justice later." Xuanyuan Tianzun persuaded in harmony.

When Wu Xingwen heard this, he was even more terrified in his heart.

However, there is no room for redemption.

The mournful monk looked at the monks and said softly: "Amitabha, in order to find out the traitor, this saint has come up with a method of identification, everyone put the weapons, storage bags, and spirit animal bags in place, and enter the big tent in turn. ”

"After identifying the traitor, we will immediately set off and go to the Demon Cloud River to fight the demons!"

"Yes!"

The monks replied in unison.

Since Master Grief has a way to solve the problem, it is naturally the best.

At this time, the Hundred Flowers Fairy took Gu Qingshan into the military tent, and Xuanyuan Tianzun looked at everyone, opened his mouth and said, "Three Dingyuan generals, come first to screen." ”

Wu Xingwen listened, hesitated, and squinted at the other two Dingyuan generals.

I saw Gongsun Zhi and Monk Minghui striding forward, and they had already followed Xuanyuan Tianzun in.

Wu Xingwen froze in place, and suddenly smiled.

What's going on? Why don't I want to go in?

Wu Xingwen shook his head and followed into the military tent.

Seeing Wu Xingwen walk into the big tent, the master of grief, who had been silent, breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was rejoicing in something.

"And ...... saved"

He muttered in an imperceptible voice, and then entered the tent as well.

A moment later, the three Dingyuan generals walked out.

They naturally greeted their subordinates separately, organized the monks of various sects, and entered the military tent in an orderly manner.

One by one, the monks lined up in a long line and quickly entered the military tent.

The process was so fast, swift and even perfunctory.

So there was a strange scene in the barracks.

The monks entered the tent with a blank expression, and quickly walked out from the other side.

The monks who waited in line for screening, some of them were wise, and an answer came to mind.

- Sansheng, this is just going through the motions.

The reason why I deliberately made such a play was to calm everyone's hearts before the decisive battle.

"How?"

"How does a saint identify a mole?"

"What kind of spell?"

Some of the monks who had not yet entered asked curiously, grabbing the monks who had come out of the tent.

"The secret method of the Buddha sect, you will know it when you go in."

The monks who came out sold their hands and said mysteriously.

It was only after all the monks had walked through the tents that the three saints reappeared on the platform.

Looking at their expressions, they also seemed a little tired.

The strange thing is that at this moment, not even a traitor has been identified.

And the Master of Sorrow doesn't seem to have the heart to mention it.

The entire barracks was silent, and no one opened their mouths inappropriately to ask who the mole was.

In the silence, the three saints spoke.

"Go?" Xuanyuan Tianzun asked.

"Departure, success or failure in one fell swoop." Hundred Flowers Fairy Road.

"Amitabha, all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas bless my human race." The master of sorrow said.

Moyun River.

This is a vast river in front of the Demon Palace.

This river was originally called Yunjiang, and later the heavenly demons from the outside world descended here, so it was renamed Moyunjiang.

Legend has it that many years ago, the Demon Palace appeared in this realm, and at that time, in order to avoid attracting the attention of the creatures in this realm, the demons of the other world led the river and cast secret methods to isolate this place.

The clouds and mist on the Moyun River are shrouded all day long, the wind and smoke do not disperse, the birds cannot cross, and the swimming fish cannot live.

There are only a few green peaks on the river, full of emerald green spiritual plants, looking at it like a fairy mountain.

If you don't know, you can't imagine that this is actually a place where demons are entrenched.

Behind the Demon Cloud River, there is the Demon Palace.

It is said to be a magic palace, but it actually looks like a temple.

The temple is made of black hard metal, and the entire body is seamless and non-porous, except for a black door that opens outward.

Standing outside, looking in from a distance, you can see that there is a graceful figure on the altar.

Due to the limitation of sight, I can only see the light feather coat on her body, and as for her appearance, I can't see it.

No one knows who is enshrined on the altar.

No one has ever been able to sneak into this temple to find out.

At that time, Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan, after returning from the Shenwu World, wanted to go in to find out, but they were discovered by the demons and their whereabouts were exposed.

On the position in front of the Moyun River.

Thousands of strange demons lined up in a military formation.

They roared and roared, waiting impatiently for a military order to be heard, and they were about to rush into the ranks of the monks and kill like crazy.

On the other side, not far from them, was the Terran military formation.

Tens of thousands of human monks were silent, looking at the demon without saying a word.

In each of the formations, large defensive and offensive formations were ready, and the monks held their weapons in their hands.

They also waited for an order.

On this day, it seems that even heaven and earth have a premonition, and the sun does not rise all day.

High in the sky, thick lead clouds gathered and obscured the sky, lining the earth with a cold color.

The two armies are facing each other, and the drums of war are about to beat.

Suddenly, thirteen figures, with majestic might, floated up from the Demon Cloud River and landed between the two armies.

A tall white-robed old man appeared.

He tied his white hair into a straight bun, wore a white robe, his skin was sickly pale, and there were crack-like lines on both sides of his eyes.

This is the inheritance of the bloodline of the divine beast White Tiger, who has been canonized for hundreds of years, and the strongest among the demon saints, Venerable Xin.

Venerable Xin clasped his hands and laughed: "The old man is here, why don't you see the Three Saints coming?" ”

As he spoke, the other twelve figures fell silently and stood respectfully behind him.

And in the middle of the military formation, those demons heard his voice, and suddenly all the small movements were stunned, and they did not dare to make any more noise.

A cloud slowly flew from the Terran monk's position and landed opposite the white-robed Venerable Xin.

The three saints of the human race show their figures.