Chapter 163: I Talked and Laughed with the Demon Venerable (72)
As soon as he took this sip of wine, before he could react, the people around him pointed at him with a look of horror.
The man laughed and wanted to ask what was going on.
But he moved his mouth, but no sound came.
He unconsciously lowered his head and saw that his body was disappearing little by little.
The wine he drank in his mouth leaked from his already transparent chest, wetting his placket.
The people around them screamed and dispersed, watching as the man dissolved into the air little by little, leaving only a puddle of clothes on his seat.
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Five days later, when the noon sun was the most vicious, the five major sects gathered on the top of Minghuang Mountain.
Minghuang Mountain was originally called Qimo Mountain, and later there was a phoenix reborn in Nirvana on the top of the mountain, the flames burned for three years, the entire mountain top was burned flat, leaving only a scorched black high platform, where the demon cultivator was imprisoned in the high platform, it would attract thunder.
And there is a thunder and fire aura on the top of Minghuang Mountain, which is the most restrained demonic qi, so later, everyone in the cultivation realm changed this place into a place of trial, and all the disciples of various sects who were guilty of great crimes came here to come to the five sects to try to show justice.
At this time, the people in the five gates arrived and sat around the demon slaying platform.
The head of Yuehuamen was killed, and his head was taken to Luoyan City, thousands of miles away, and he hated the demon cultivator the most, at this time, seeing everyone gathered, the new head couldn't help it, stood up and said loudly: "Why are you here today, I don't need to say much, I just want to ask the head of Dongshe, is the devil the murderer who killed my former head?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the people around whispered.
Wen Fu has been the first person on this righteous path for three thousand years, and in the past three thousand years, everyone has seen what she has done, and at this time, she has become a demon, and everyone is still a little difficult to accept for a while.
The valley lord who had the best relationship with Izumo Gate couldn't look at it, and couldn't help but speak: "Although she is suspected of falling into a demon now, everything has not yet been decided, and the head of Yuehua is a little restless, and she will know when the trial begins." ”
The head of Yuehua snorted coldly: "This Wenfu identity is not ordinary, who knows if someone will take into account the feelings of the same family and cover it up for her?" ”
Higashibuya was not in front of the head of the house and was known for his temper and upright behavior, and at that time someone offended him, and he chased people in the four seas and beat people until they cried.
At this time, hearing what the new head of Yuehua said, Higashibuya snorted coldly and went back: "If the head of Yuehua has such concerns, why don't you let me send you to the sword prison to have a good experience?" ”
Yuehua's new head was silent and sat down stupidly.
Higashibuya was already in a bad mood, and his face was even more gloomy at this time.
Seeing that the time was up, he stood up with a calm face: "Press people up." ”
Several Izumo disciples dressed in white took a person from the cage and slowly helped her to the demon slaying platform, trapped in the formation.
Seeing the people kneeling there, even the head of Yuehua Gate couldn't speak.
She didn't know how much blood was stained in her white clothes, and she dragged a long blood stain on the ground all the way, and even her captors were stained with red.
The name of "Wenfu Fairy" was too loud, as if she was afraid of her escape, so her limbs were embedded with long fairy locks.
She hung her head, trembling slightly from the pain.
Don't look away from Higashi-Shibuya.
Even though he knew that she was enchanted, he was his little uncle after all.
This person has an outstanding demeanor and has been unparalleled for so many years, and at this time, kneeling there so miserably, how can Higashi Shibuya bear to look at it?