"Is this the rhythm of the decapitation operation?" Mu Zifeng also secretly had a plan.

Mu Zifeng nodded to Rui Sisi, Li Shi and the others, and followed the crowd to the hall without hesitation.

The hall is tens of thousands of square meters in size, and it is hundreds of meters high, giving people a solemn sense of oppression, and at the same time there is an indescribable smell.

The smell was very special, cold and damp, as if entering an underground palace, or a place where the coffin was stored, and there was a faint smell of mildew, which was emitted in wisps.

The roof of the main hall is a series of pictures, all of which are scenes of battle.

Wolf smoke was everywhere, demon treasures were flying, and stumps and broken arms abounded, highlighting the fierceness of that battle.

Three hundred and sixty round tables had already been set up in the main hall.

Row by row, slippery, but also very neat.

Under the guidance of Mu Zifeng, a red-clothed disciple, he was arranged to a table closest to the edge of the second row in front.

That table seemed to be no different from other tables, but Mu Zifeng's mental power was highly concentrated, and sure enough, he found some clues under the table.

"Could it be that this event is for him alone?"

An idea suddenly jumped into Mu Zifeng's mind and lingered.

"Boom!"

When everyone was seated, the door of the hall slammed shut, blocking the last rays of sunlight.

"Crunch, squeak!"

With the closing of the gate, the entire hall shook and then slowly sank, and it sank into the ground without half a pillar of incense.

Except for Mu Zifeng, the rest of the people didn't seem to have encountered such a situation for the first time, they tasted the delicacies and wine on the table, talked and laughed, and they had long been surprised.

Mu Zifeng also knew for a while, why he could feel a dark and damp smell in his nostrils, because this hall originally existed underground, similar to an underground palace-like existence.

If what he expected was right, this hall should be the underground palace where the coffin is stored.

A dungeon that can move up and down, I dare not say that there is no one who will come after it, and it can also be said that there are no ancients before.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the meeting of the candidates for the shogunate will begin immediately, but before we begin, the leader of this alliance still has an account to calculate. ”

The sound of Qiyun spread to every corner of the entire hall.

The crowd fell silent.

"Everyone must know that three months ago, our headquarters of the Weidao League lost an inspector and fifty inspectors, which made our headquarters very faceless, and it was difficult to raise our heads in front of the world, and we couldn't convince the public. Therefore, we must settle this account today!"

"Who did this?"

"It's a lot of guts!"

"How dare you kill the Inspector of the Headquarters? Is he tired of life?"

"Find out, you must be severely punished! This wind must not rise!"

The crowd began to whisper.

"Is this a rhythm that is sung when the board is opened, and there is no transition?"

Mu Zifeng touched his nose, "Sure enough, there is no good wine and no good food!"

"This man is sitting among you right now!"

While everyone was buzzing with headless flies, Qiyun threw out another heavy one*.

"What? This man is sitting among us?"

"Who the hell is he? so bold, and he doesn't stand up for himself?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, if you know something, you will look at Mu Zifeng.

I saw that Mu Zifeng's face was unwavering, with a smile and a harmless appearance.

"Also, this person has great ambitions, he not only killed the patrol envoy of the headquarters, but also used secret methods to control many people in the headquarters, including the deputy alliance leader Sha Ping!"

As he spoke, Qiyun shouted, "Bring it up!"

"Wow!

Then the movement of the chains sounded.

Someone had already tied up the five flowers, and the collarbone was put on a stainless steel chain, and more than two dozen demon venerables were brought up together.

These people were all the servants of Mu Zifeng, who had made a demonic oath, or the monks who were controlled by him with his spiritual power.

"By the way, this person is not my demon race, but the human race, the reason why he broke the balance between our Weidao Alliance and the main organization, and deliberately provoked a battle between the main organization and us, so that he could reap the benefits of the fisherman and take the opportunity to seize control of the demon underworld continent.

Ladies and gentlemen, when you look up, is it possible that the tragedy that has occurred in history will happen to us? Its sinister intentions are simply too numerous to mention!"

Not to mention, Qiyun's eloquence is not ordinarily good, in a few words, he said that Mu Zifeng was a heinous demon from outside, and the confrontation between him and the Lord was said to be a break in the balance, wanting to take advantage of the chaos and occupy the entire Demon Netherworld Continent.

"If it's not my race, its heart can be punished!"

"We must not sit idly by!"

"Find this man, we're going to break him to pieces!"

"We want peace, we don't want war!"

All of you here are rough men, hot-tempered and hot-tempered. With a few words, Qiyun arched their fire.

"Mu Zifeng, the sect master of the Mu Zi Sect of the Xuan Demon Continent, the Terran boy, how long will you be a shrinking turtle?"

Qi Yun glanced playfully in the direction of Mu Zifeng. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Bang! bang!"

After three rounds of applause, Mu Zifeng slowly stood up, and then he staggered, as if he was unsteady on his feet, and as if he was drunk.

"Hahaha! spare you like a ghost, didn't you drink the old lady's footwashing water?"

A gust of incense blew by, and a young woman of twenty-four or five years old walked out in a curling manner.

A long chestnut-colored hair is casually draped over his shoulders, willow eyebrows, big eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, and a duck egg-shaped face, with two small dimples inlaid on the cheeks, which looks like a mischievous charm. The skin is even more delicate and fair, and it can be broken by blowing.

The waves on the chest are rolling, the two peaks are about to break through the pink shirt skirt, the waist can be held in a pinch, and the walk is even more amorous, living like a big beauty who came out of the picture.

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know, I don't think I've seen it before. ”

"No, there's a vague shadow on her face, isn't it...... It's Lady Rainbow!"

"How did she become so young?"

Isn't it the Lady Hong who is paralyzed in bed, or which one?

"Mu Zifeng, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, right?"

Mrs. Hong's lips opened lightly, and a beautiful and beautiful words similar to a yellow bird came out of his mouth, sweet and greasy, so crisp and pleasant, and so beautiful that people were about to get drunk.

"You're the true leader of the Guardian Alliance?"

Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand to hold the table and spoke angrily.

"Guessed it, it's a pity that there are no prizes. ”

Mrs. Hong smiled mischievously at Mu Zifeng.

"So, Rui Sisi's grandmother Huang Qiuyi's predecessor was also harmed by you?"

"Don't mention Huang Qiuyi to Mrs. Ben, if it weren't for her back then, Mrs. Ben wouldn't have aggravated her condition, condescended to the background, and supported a puppet in front!"

Mrs. Hong's willow eyebrows were upside down, her apricot eyes were wide open, and she gritted her teeth, looking like she wanted to eat people.

"Little guy, are you really a little likable? I am really a little reluctant to kill you!" Mrs. Hong twisted to Mu Zifeng's side, stretched out her slender jade hand, supported Mu Zifeng's chin, and regained her delicate appearance.

This woman is no one else, and turning her face is faster than turning a book.

"It's better to be like this, you are obedient to me, I can give you a deputy alliance leader, if you can satisfy me, the whole world will be given to you, what's the matter?"

After a pause, Mrs. Hong added, "Mrs. Ben has been in the background for so many years, so why not for a few hundred years? It's just that the women around you have to die!"

If a woman is jealous, she is really not ordinary ruthless.

"Alas, madam, tell me about your plan?" Mu Zifeng sighed and hung his head down, like a defeated rooster.

"Giggles, it's really a villain who knows the times! Falling for the poison of Mrs. Ben's scattered skills, no one can survive. ”

Mrs. Hong withdrew her jade hand and straightened up the jade peak, revealing a proud expression.

"These people are going to die, they are cannon fodder, they are cannon fodder for Mrs. Ben to explore the powerful shogunate of the human race! When Mrs. Ben breaks through to the Demon Emperor, isn't it turning her hands into clouds and covering her hands into rain?!"

"What? You, a femme fatale, dare to use the righteous people in the world as cannon fodder?"

When the more than 2,000 patriarchs and elders of various clans heard this, they immediately became calm.

"We are conscientiously working for the great cause of the Guardian Dao Alliance, and it can be said that we have worked hard and died, but I didn't expect you, a femme fatale, to let us go to death?"

"So what?"

Madame Hong rolled her eyes and said nonchalantly.

"You don't know yet, this headquarters of the Guardian Alliance, which you regard as a generational ideal, was established by the Lord Organization at all!"

Mu Zifeng's words were tantamount to a/weight/pound/bomb/bomb, which shattered the hearts of every righteous man.

"Nonsense, how could it be that the Guardian Alliance was established by the Lord Organization?"

"Yes, countless generations of our efforts have been spent on this, how can he be established by the Lord's organization?"

"Don't confuse the public, the head of the main organization is in water, and they set up an organization to rebel against themselves, is there something wrong with them?"

These people forgot about Mrs. Hong letting them be cannon fodder, but turned on their full firepower and aimed at Mu Zifeng.

"Alas!" Mu Zifeng let out a long sigh, "Poor people must have something to hate, the reason why these people dare not admit the facts in front of them is that they dare not accept their failures and their ideals collapse from their hearts and bones.

They are running away, from the condemnation of their own hearts, from their responsibilities to their ancestors, from their recognition of reality!"

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Suddenly, a loud shout exploded in midair.

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