The demonic shadow in mid-air froze, and where the eyes were, the blood stopped flashing.
The restless demonic breath was absorbed by Bai Mengjin, and the demonic shadow gradually dimmed. .
Seeing that it couldn't hold the magic sword, the mountain guarding formation finally found an opportunity to take advantage of it and suppressed it.
"Boom——" The magic sword was wrapped in the formation seal, and the seals were covered layer by layer.
The demonic shadow finally couldn't hold on any longer and dispersed in all directions, turning into smoke and dust.
Wen Rujin rolled up his sleeves and reached out to catch the fallen magic sword.
"No -" Ling Yungao was unwilling to accept the reality. The demon in his body was sucked away by Bai Mengjin, and the demon sword was re-sealed. He was seriously injured and his power was almost gone...
Yuan Songqiao and Yang Xiangtian's figures flashed and surrounded Song Zhiyi and three others, blocking his way.
"Master, please be bound!"
They call themselves sect masters, but they are mercilessly hostile.
The veins on Ling Yun's forehead popped out. After all, he was not willing to die like this. He raised his hand and threw away all the magic weapons on his body. While they were parrying, he turned into light and flew away.
A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and someone flew over.
Ling Yungao took a closer look and his pupils shrank: "Senior Brother Beifeng!"
Beifeng looked sad, gritted his teeth and raised his palms to press down: "Sect Master, please be bound!"
His strength was not weak in the first place, and he did not consume much just now. Under his full strength, Ling Yungao had almost no strength left to resist, and was repelled hard like that.
Yang Xiangtian, who had freed his hands, had a figure like lightning, and a golden light appeared in his hands, which suddenly trapped Ling Yungao.
The sky was turbulent, but the evil spirit gradually dissipated, revealing a vast and clear night sky.
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In the corner of Zixiao Palace, Bai Mengjin yawned softly.
Ling Bufei leaned over and asked her in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"
Bai Mengjin rubbed his voice and replied: "Too much."
eat……
Ji Xingge next to him was so envious that he almost drooled: "Hey, if it weren't for the fact that the martial arts didn't support it, I would also want to..."
Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Ying Shaoguang next to him: "Hush, here we come!"
Except for those who cannot leave without their responsibilities, all the gods-forming elders of the Wuji Sect are gathered in the Zixiao Palace at this moment. There are still a lot of Nascent Souls who can only wait outside for news. Fortunately, Ling Bufei, the young sect leader, was a bit thin-faced, so the elders turned a blind eye to the few of them following them around.
Seeing Wen Rujin come in, the elders looked over one after another and listened to her explanation: "The disciples have made arrangements, and the barrier was opened in time. Only a few nearby peaks were affected, and there were some casualties. I Let You Yan seal it, and explain it to them after the results come out."
Everyone nodded. Wen Rujin is experienced and reliable.
After finishing the trivial matters, they looked aside: "Uncle Hua, Uncle Kumu, and Uncle Xin."
When the sect leader Ling Yungao committed a crime, the three of them were the most senior people present, so everyone naturally turned to them for advice.
Hua Wusheng looked at Lord Kumu and Xin Tingxue, and said, "Let's follow the usual practice. Taiyi Hall, Deacon Hall, Dao Palace, and Discipline Hall will be in charge, while others will watch."
This is the long-standing rule of the Wuji Sect. When the sect leader comes down, he will respect these four people.
However, Wen Rujin hesitated and asked: "Currently, there is no master of Taiyi Hall..."
Song Zhiyi was originally recommended within the Taiyi Palace, but now that he is the person involved, it is naturally difficult for him to come forward.
"Let them discuss it among themselves and choose someone to represent them." Xin Tingxue said lightly.
Wen Rujin, Xu Qingru and Beifeng had no objections, so the elders belonging to Taiyi Hall came together to discuss it. Finally, Yang Xiangtian stood up and said, "Brothers and sisters, I will temporarily represent Taiyi Hall today."
He was strong and accomplished in battle, and everyone had no objections.
So it was settled.
"Are you all ready?" Wen Rujin glanced over, "Then invite the sect leader!"
The sad wind raised his hand and threw out a mirror, creating a prison cell model in the palace.
In this way, Ling Yungao was bound to a pillar with his whole body full of demonic aura and dazzling blood pupils.
Seeing him like this, everyone felt heavy.
Although Ling Yungao is not very popular, he has been the sect leader for so many years. The Wuji Sect has been established for nearly ten thousand years and is highly respected in the world of immortality. If something like this happens, how can everyone feel better?
"Sect Master - no, Junior Brother Ling, do you have anything to say?" Wen Rujin asked in a deep voice.
Ling Yungao raised his bloody eyes and gave everyone a cold look without saying a word.
Feeling sad and angry, he asked: "As the sect master and the leader of the Immortal Sect, don't you feel a little bit guilty because you can't control yourself and become a demon?"
With so many people present, he was the most excited. Because for so long, he was also the one who defended Ling Yungao the most. Even though he was not famous enough and acted erroneously, Beifeng always supported him unconditionally. Now that Ling Yungao is possessed, it's like slapping him in the face several times, making him shameless to face his fellow disciples.
Ling Yungao snorted lightly and didn't say much.
Now that his fate has been decided, why should he still satisfy these people's needs to judge him? At most one person dies.
"Okay." Ling Bufei stood up, "I think my uncle's sect master's pride is still there, so elders, please give him some respect. If you have any questions, how about I answer them for you?"
Is there anyone who can answer questions during the interrogation? The elders looked over with doubts on their faces.
"Young Sect Master, do you know?" Xu Qingru asked.
"You probably know a little bit." Ling Bufei raised his gaze and scanned the crowd, "What everyone wants to know most is when did my uncle become possessed?"
The elders did not deny it.
"I've already said it, it was eight years ago." Ling Bufei replied, "Eight years ago at the Ling family's birthday party, the demon sealed under Fuyun Mountain was released. Everyone knew about this, and there were many people who went to finish it at that time. You’re responsible for the aftermath, right?”
Elder Zuo nodded: "Yes, we went to the Ling family and set up an array to eliminate the devil."
"When you were setting up the formation, a wisp of the demon soul escaped and attached itself to my uncle." Ling Bufei looked at his uncle, "Under its spell, my uncle had a loophole in his mind and became a demon."
Yuan Songqiao stood up and testified: "The young sect master told me back then, and I went back to the Ling family specifically to verify it."
Elder Zuo suddenly realized: "I remember, Junior Brother Yuan had already left, but suddenly he came back to help. Is this the reason?"
"Yes. After observing the behavior of my fellow disciples, I thought the sect leader was the most suspicious, but there was no evidence and I was just quietly on guard."
Hua Wusheng also said: "Junior Brother Kumu and I know about this matter."
Xin Tingxue hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Sister Hua hinted at me, but I didn't understand it at the time. Thinking about it now, it turns out that this is what Senior Sister was referring to."
After the Ling family affairs were over, Hua Wusheng went to Peach Blossom Peak to visit. Xin Tingxue thought she was looking for support for Ling Bufei, but now that she thought about it, she realized that the conversation had actually leaked out at that time.
