The City Lord's Mansion was built in the core area of the Snow Old City, occupying a prime location with a radius of several hundred zhang. The outer corridor is curved, covering a very vast area, and the interior is carved dragons and phoenixes, building que song platforms, and creek rockeries are all available.

Shuttling through a long corridor with twists and turns, the scene in front of him was actually bright, and then a nine-story pagoda forged in gold emitted a shining luster a few feet away.

The exterior of this tower is forged in gold, and it is very large, and from a distance, it looks like a peerless sword that is stuck upside down in the sky. There is a faint immortal power, and the edge is exposed.

"Tower of Babel. Wang Feng's expression changed, and he took a breath of surprise.

The Tower of Babel in the Snow Old Town is a marvel of the mortal world, and its historical status is very high. It was the first time for Wang Feng to look at the original appearance of the Tower of Babel, and he didn't expect it to be in the City Lord's Mansion.

Under the Tower of Babel is a floating mountain, entangled in endless white mist, cut off from the middle of the waist, as if suspended in the white mist, from which the name of the floating mountain comes from.

"It's really good. Wang Feng whispered, feeling a powerful aura for no reason, invisibly oppressing himself.

This Babel Tower, which has a stunning appearance and an impressive momentum, instantly attracted him. It's a pity that there are important things to do now, and I can't watch at close range for the time being, so I can only stand here and feast my eyes.

The hundred iron-blooded guards brought by Xue Wuming earlier separated into a line and walked towards the Tower of Babel.

The first task of these iron-blooded guards is to guard the Tower of Babel, and as for the affairs of the Snow Old City, they don't care about it in nature.

The white ghost who walked to the City Lord's Mansion looked at the leader of the iron-blooded guard with complicated eyes, and his heart cramped. The previous generation of holy son Chen Feiyue, who once had a noble status, was reduced to this, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost, and all beings are not free.

Inevitably, the white ghost was a little disappointed. Chilling.

"It is rumored that the Tower of Babel is only open to the public once a year, and when you enter the Tower of Babel, you need to go through a round of brutal competition, and only those who get the first place in the list are eligible to enter the Tower of Babel. Wang Feng muttered to himself, then looked at the hundred guards, a little palpitating, "One hundred guards." Doesn't it mean that this Tower of Babel has survived for at least a hundred years?

"Elder Shu, do you know?" Wang Feng asked in a low voice.

However, to his surprise, the old tree did not reply, as if he was still asleep. This made him look stunned, this was the first time he had encountered this situation. But Wang Feng didn't think much about it.

"Come with me. A steward of the City Lord's Mansion guided Wang Feng and motioned for him to follow him.

Wang Feng was silent and followed.

The white ghost and others went the other way.

Xue Wuming had already been notified in advance, but because he was entangled in his own affairs, he would not be tried today. It was postponed to the next day. And will invite the elders who are highly respected by the major immortal Dao saints to make a decision together.

Regardless of who was right and who was wrong in the previous war.

Wang Feng's identity and talent alone, as well as the existing realm, made the City Lord's Mansion feel deeply troubled. If you are an ordinary monk, you will die if you die, but it is just one life.

But Wang Feng is different, he can be said to be a person who has risen against the sky in recent years, and his realm has soared all the way in just a few years, and his own talent can be called unprecedented. If such a genius is rashly executed. It's a loss for the entire continent.

So in this matter, Xue Nameless is very cautious. Moreover, entrusted by the wind without a trace, it is somewhat biased towards Wang Feng.

"Childe, please come with me. The butler in a sackcloth robe pointed all the way and led Wang Feng to a backyard.

The backyard has flowers, birds, insects and fish, the environment is empty, and the fragrance is fragrant. It is a good place for one party to cultivate.

Wang Feng thanked Mai Butler and walked towards the house, this battle was too tiring for him, and it was a good thing that he could rest now.

......

The next day was noon. Mai butler is worthy of appearing.

The old man took Wang Feng into another pavilion, and the generous plaque in front of the door had the words 'Council Hall' written on it. There were already elders from all walks of life in the house, all of whom came from the major immortal gates.

However, there were eleven seats, and only ten seats were sitting.

The ten immortal Dao holy gates such as the Sword Gate, the Haoqi Gate, the General Gate, and the Rakshasa Gate naturally occupy ten seats, and the rest is the City Lord's Mansion in the middle. This empty seat is actually the location of the Shenwu Gate.

"Huh?"

Wang Feng stared at the seat silently, his expression unchanged, but his heart was full of doubts.

This major event in the Snow Old City is a rare event for the entire continent in a hundred years, but until now, no one from the Shenwu Sect has appeared. Even the inconsequential little people didn't show up.

This made Wang Feng have a bad premonition in his heart, and he was even more convinced of the fact that the Shenwu Sect had changed.

In fact, all the way along, Wang Feng basically acquiesced to Zhao Ziyang's secret moves. But he always had a glimmer of hope, and now it seems that hope has turned into despair.

"Since this is the Jianmen calling on you to discuss the big case committed by Wang Feng this time, let the Jianmen say it first. The City Lord's Mansion nodded and motioned for Wang Feng to relax, and then looked at the white ghost.

As the Supreme Elder of the Sword Gate, the white ghost represents the attitude of the Sword Gate with every word.

Hearing this, he first nodded, then looked at Wang Feng, and snorted heavily, he said, "My Great Sage Son of the Sword Sect is amazingly talented, and he is a young junior who has been cultivated by the Sword Sect for decades. This time, he died in the old city of Snow for no reason, and the culprit stood in front of you. ”

"There is a way to kill people to pay for their lives, I propose to behead Wang Feng and return me to Jianmen Zhou Yi a justice to solve his injustice. ”

Wang Feng sneered, he was not afraid of these so-called elders, and directly asked, "Isn't it a white injustice, why didn't you say it when your Sword Sect Holy Son wanted to kill me?"

"Yesterday, when I entered a critical moment, he repeatedly disturbed me three times, almost killing me on the spot. Excuse me, why can't I kill him?"

A sneer hung on the corner of the white ghost's mouth, "How did I hear different rumors about you three times?"

Then he said shamelessly, "My Zhou Yi clearly wants to help you resolve the crisis, he is helping you, and you don't know the hearts of good people, so you directly harm him." ”

"Now you want to frame him, what crime should you be guilty of?"

"You old man is so thick-skinned, and you have lived a lot of age to a dog. Wang Feng didn't bother to look at him, and directly turned his head to look at the City Lord's Mansion Master Xue Wuming, "Since all parties are not sincere and maliciously reverse black and white, what else are you talking about?"

Yesterday's battle, everyone in the snow old city knew the reason for the incident.

The white ghost buckled Wang Feng with a big hat on the head, which was indeed too much.

Fortunately, the City Lord's Mansion did not favor the Sword Gate, Xue Wuming directly skipped this link, and he said lightly, "The reason for the incident and the reason for the outbreak of the conflict, there is no need to talk about it." ”

"Now we are talking about how to deal with Wang Feng. ”

The white ghost's face was cloudy, and although Xue Wuming's words were light and light, it was secretly equivalent to saying that he was reversing black and white.

Xue Wuming didn't look at the white ghost's expression, he continued, "I'll make a statement first, after all, this incident happened in my Snow Old Town, and the matter has also been investigated. I thought that Wang Feng was justified in his action, as for Zhou Yi's death. Not to mention that the blame is self-inflicted, at least the skills are inferior to others. ”

"You ......" The white ghost was furious, eager to slap the table and leave, but fortunately, someone stood up in time to occupy the scene for himself.

"This son is too fierce and vicious, and Zhou Yi, the Holy Son of the Sword Gate, didn't hurt him at all. And this son killed the killer and killed Zhou Yi directly, what is the difference between such brutal acts and the Demon Gate?"

"If such insidious and vicious juniors are not eliminated now, they will surely become a great harm in the future. ”

The one who spoke was an old man dressed in a slightly fat dress, with a pair of thin eyes flickering, and he was as yin as he wanted. Wang Feng didn't recognize this person, he calmed down and asked with an expressionless face, "Which Holy Gate are you from?"

"I am the Elder of the Great Gate. The fat old man replied.

"Well, I remember. Wang Feng's eyes flashed with a murderous aura, fleeting.

The fat old man frowned, feeling a sense of discomfort for no reason, and he said, "What do you mean by this look? Is the old man wrong? You, a thief, kill people on the street, and do you still pay attention to the rules jointly formulated by the Ten Immortal Dao Holy Gates?"

"Without further ado, I will go to Haoqi Gate to sit in the future. Wang Feng said coldly, "When the time comes, we will discuss right and wrong." ”

As soon as these words came out, it caused an uproar, especially the fat old man's face turned pale, and he felt a chill inexplicably. Although he is an elder, after all, Hao Qimen is not a big gate like the Sword Gate, and his own cultivation is limited.

In addition, Wang Feng has already advanced to the True Saint Realm, and his strength is not weaker than himself.

Now he is so blatantly dangerous, he is really afraid.

"You ......" the fat old man nodded and looked at the white ghost like a helper.

The white ghost comprehended, slapped his big hand, and scolded, "Look at it, this is the style of this son, has he taken me and other older figures in his eyes? If he grows up in the past, what kind of rebellious things will he do, who dares to guarantee it?"

"I don't need to respect an old man who lives as young as a dog. Wang Feng said.

The eyes of the several elders of the Ten Immortal Dao Holy Gates flickered, this Wang Feng was articulate, and the words he said were really infuriating. However, his own strength is not bad, and he really has the confidence to call out.

What's more important is that Wang Feng is only in his twenties, and he has already become a monk in the True Saint Realm, and this kind of talent that can be called a demonic level makes the remaining elders dare not express their position.

Once you express your position, it is tantamount to offending people.

If Wang Feng leaves peacefully this time, and asks them for guilt in the future, who will parry it?

"Whew. For a while, the noisy and complicated conference hall was strangely silent, and all parties were thinking about how to express their positions.

Although the pressure exerted by the Sword Gate made them feel pressured, Wang Feng, as a top master of the younger generation, had great potential in the future, and he could not be offended.

Overall, the current statement is actually a form of taking sides.

After a long time, a voice sounded, "I think Wang Feng is innocent, and this son is extremely talented, it's a pity to kill him, right? And which of you dares to kill? Besides, the reason is that Zhou Yi is looking for death." ”

Wang Feng tilted his head to see it clearly and found that this was a kind old man.

"General's Gate. He whispered, then nodded kindly. (To be continued......)