Above the courtroom, more than a dozen elderly people walked up slowly, and then the victim testified and spoke.

There is no problem with testifying to speak, the key is to be detailed.

This detail is amazing, Tai Nima is detailed!

Song Shushu listened to their detailed descriptions, it was simply too exciting, and the whole person listened to it with blood churning, wishing that he could replace those victims now and be sucked by those evil cultivators.

Especially Ye Nan's victimization speech, how wonderful it is that ordinary people can't imagine, and when Ye Nan blushes and describes the details roughly, Song Shushu feels that his experience alone can write a book, a thief's best-selling book, and a best-selling book that can be sealed to death!

"The next victim complainant is, Ganxi Village, Lang Jingkong!"

Song Shushu couldn't help but stare at Lang Jingkong tightly, and said secretly in his heart, Brother Wolf, don't make a whole book!

Lang Jingkong slowly stood up, his eyes never left Jiang Nan's left and right, Jiang Nan looked at him and shook his head imperceptibly.

Lang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "There is no harm and victimization, Jiang Nan and I are willing, from the very beginning, I knew her identity as an evil cultivator, everything is voluntary!"

Lang's shocked words immediately caused an uproar.

In particular, Ye Nan, who came from a famous family, got up and pointed at Lang in the air and shouted: "You are complicit with evil cultivators!"

Lang's face sank, and when he was about to get angry, Song Shushu hurriedly held him down.

If others said this, Song Shushu would admit it, but Ye Nan, a scumbag, said this, he would not be happy, where did you put the infatuation in our Ganxi Village? Where did you put our Zixue.

Song Shushu was about to turn over the matter between him and Zixue, when an old man with a white beard and white robe on the stage said lightly: "Ganxi Muralang is shocked that he has an affair with an evil cultivator, and he needs to be investigated in detail, the next one!"

The old man's voice was indifferent, but it instantly spread throughout the entire court.

Immediately caused an uproar, the evil cultivators and the world do not share the sky, there are people who dare to risk the world and openly support the evil cultivators, this is not an affair and what is it!

Several monks also strode towards Lang Jingkong, a sinister smile flashed on Lang Jingkong's face, and he reached out and pulled out the commonly used pig-killing knife from his waist.

Because this knife is often used, it also needs to be used frequently, so that the blade part of the knife becomes thin and thin, and the handle of the knife appears extraordinarily wide.

This Nima is not the point, it is a train and an airplane, how did he bring out this sharp blade?

"Old wolf, you give me a pause, I'm the village chief, I'm responsible for this!"

Song Shushu dragged Lang to sit down, Huo Ran got up, and above his head, a six-edged golden scale rose, and the surging demonic power belonging to the Golden Dragon King surged, and at the same time, the strength of the milk was used to carry out the whole true yang heart method, and the whole person was like a big candle, and the air around his body became distorted.

"I'm a person from Ganxi Village, a demon messenger, certified by both demons and cultivators, I'm responsible for this matter, I don't believe it yet, I can't figure out a love story in confusion!"

"This matter has already conflicted within the scope of the spirit of Document 1348, no matter who it is, take it at once!" said the old man on the stage lightly.

Song Shushu watched the monks walking towards him, and as they walked, long swords came through the air, and even armor, which appeared on the surface of their bodies as they walked, with a mighty appearance.

Who wouldn't do anything!

Song Shushu's face sank, and a brute force surged, and the monsters in Ganxi Village looked at their faces with low eyebrows, and they did not hesitate to support his work of getting rich, and now that he encountered something, if he was cowardly as the village chief, how could he mix in the rivers and lakes in the future!

The jade turtle bone that was originally coiled around the neck fell straight into his hand in an instant, and the golden scale demon power on the top of his head gushed out, and the whole person swelled up as if he was inflated, and even the jade turtle bone in his hand turned into a goose egg as thick as more than two meters long.

"Old Wang Ba, borrow your tortoise shell for use!"

Thousands of kilometers away in Ganxi Village, Wu Tiangui, who was walking, bent his knees and knelt down directly with the help of crutches.

On Song Shushu's body, the tortoise shell was turning drippingly, and the jade tortoise bone in his hand was even more magnificent.

"Bold, little communicator, dare to make a big fuss about the inquisition!" the old man shouted, his body straightened slightly, and a huge old man's phantom rose into the air, condescending and glaring angrily.

Song Shushu pointed at the old man and shouted: "As soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip, you will condemn our Lang for fornication, who gave you the power!"

"Haha, that's a good point, why do these old people want to set these rubbish-like rules, in fact, they are useless and powerless, and they want to use the rules to restrain us cultivators!"

With a shout of justice, a middle-aged man with a squat, slender limbs stood up, and pointed like a sword, pointing directly at the dozen or so old men on the stage.

"Huo Zhengyang, you dare to appear in the court!" The faces of the old people on the stage changed greatly.

Song Shushu looked dazed, Lao Tzu prepared everything, but the protagonist's halo was robbed?

"Sister Liu, who is this Huo Zhengyang?"

Sister Liu immediately said as if spitting out beans: "Huo Zhengyang is the head of the evil cultivator, as early as more than five hundred years ago, he began to arrange the migration of cultivators, but his strength is not enough, he can't break through the space of the two realms, the monk is called Feisheng, and the demon cultivator is called the wheel realm, in fact, they are all the same thing!"

"To put it bluntly, he's a bad guy?"

"Well, it's so bad that it can't be worse, he thinks that it is necessary to gather all the monks and demon cultivators together, and only by concentrating on them can we do great things!"

"What does it mean to concentrate?"

"That's right, that's what you think, there is no need to practice if you have low strength, just contribute your strength directly, those women are the carriers of power concentration!"

"My brother wolf has become a weakling?"

"In Huo Zhengyang's eyes, it should be regarded as it!" Sister Liu sighed and said, then dragged Song Shushu back, and said as she retreated: "Little Song Village Chief, let me tell you, we are all engaged in communication work, and this kind of fighting and killing is not our business!"

Over there, Huo Zhengyang laughed and said: "Two hundred years ago, An Shengsheng and I had a different opinion, and we agreed to act according to our own principles, he took the first step, how could I retreat!"

On the stage, an old man with a childish face said lightly: "I know about this, I was watching from the side back then, weren't you beaten until you softened and admitted to change your ways? Otherwise, how could An Shengsheng spare your life!"

"How could he not spare me, I almost made a great enemy for him!"

"It's back then, it has nothing to do with us, Huo Zhengyang is the head of the world's evil cultivators, and he must be taken down today!"

"I want to see who can take me down except An Shengsheng!"

The middle-aged man with slender limbs said, with a wave of one arm, there was a sudden whistling sound, and a big sword appeared behind him and made a fierce sound, "Who has my true yuan!"