Jian Jiuzhong glanced around slowly, and then winked at several Mahayana people, who nodded indiscernibly.
Without saying a word, he threw out a pair of spiritual shackles and said slowly and deeply to Master Guangwei:
"Fellow Daoist Guangwei, I now suspect that you are an undercover agent of the Star Temple. Due to special circumstances during the war, I hope you can imprison yourself in the City Lord's Mansion!"
As soon as these words came out, it caused an uproar in the entire conference, and many people were stunned.
At such a critical moment of life and death, to let Master Guangwei imprison himself is to cut off his own arms and seek death.
But those Mahayana who had been greeted by Jian Jiuchong in advance did not change their expressions. They just stared at Guangwei Master, their true energy surged, and they seemed to draw their swords if they disagreed.
An elder named Shan Ying from the Tiandao Sect asked solemnly: "Ninth Layer City Lord, do you have any evidence for this?"
Jian Jiuzhong glanced at Shan Ying, threw out a jade slip and said: "This is an early warning from Wentian Sect. Although there is no evidence, at this critical moment of life and death, I think this is the safest way."
The elder named Shan Ying picked up the jade slip and took a look at it, then said nothing more.
Master Guangwei reached out and took the jade slip, his expression remained unchanged, he just shook his head helplessly and said: "I didn't expect that the master brother would be afraid of me coming here."
He looked like he was in a high position and was being feared and excluded by the real person Guangling. He was full of helplessness.
He asked in a deep voice: "You must not believe me anymore, right? It doesn't matter, I'll just take it easy. I hope you won't regret it when the time comes."
The elders present here were a little hard to make a choice. Some were begging for mercy, while others were indifferent.
In the end, Jianjiuzhong, against all opinions, forcibly issued an order that Master Guangwei was not allowed to participate in this battle. He must wear a spiritual power lock and imprison himself in the city lord's palace.
Master Guangwei had no objection to this, just nodded silently, and took the initiative to reach out and put on the spiritual power lock. On the contrary, it seemed that he was upright and upright, not afraid of slanting shadows.
Together with the Wentian Sect disciples he brought, they were all arranged by Jian Jiuchong to unimportant positions in the city and were also guarded by people.
After dealing with the internal unrest, Jian Jiuchong rearranged the city's defenses, striving to eliminate the hidden dangers of internal and external cooperation.
Nowadays, there are only ten Mahayana people left in the city, not counting the vast areas. Everyone has a heavy task, but they are not too worried.
Although the Temple of Stars was fierce, he and others defended the city. The formations in the city had been reinforced for many years and were impregnable.
Even if the opponent has more people than himself and others, they can't do anything to Black Rock City.
As soon as reinforcements arrive, the Star Temple will still have to hide back in despair.
Jian Jiuzhong divides people into two parts. A small part is wary of restless elements in the Holy Fire country to prevent them from attacking from inside and outside.
The remaining personnel defended Black Rock City and maintained the city's protective formation at all costs.
Unless necessary, only battleships and cannons will be used to fight back. No one is allowed to leave the city privately to fight against the demonic thieves.
His strategy is not very clever, it is nothing more than to defend the city and not get out, not seeking merit but seeking no fault.
Master Guangwei was imprisoned in a mansion in the city lord's palace, but even though he was being imprisoned, he was still given a minimum of respect.
He has spiritual shackles on his hands, and there are two Dongxu Realm monks guarding the door, which can be said to be a strict guard.
After a while, Xuan Yi hurried over. He was appointed by Master Guangwei to serve him in his daily life.
Out of precaution, Xuan Yi was also forced to wear a spiritual power lock, which made him quite dissatisfied.
He didn't know what happened at the conference, nor did he know about asking Tianzong to send a warning.
In his opinion, this was Jian Jiuchong's malicious attempt to make things difficult for them, Wentian Sect.
It was really in vain that Master Guangwei had traveled thousands of miles to lead people to support him, and had worked so hard to set up formations in the city these years.
Now they are actually killing the donkey, which is simply infuriating.
Seeing Master Guangwei with the spiritual power lock, Xuan Yi couldn't help but said bitterly: "Uncle Guangwei, you have suffered."
Master Guangwei looked at him meaningfully and said with a meaningful smile: "Senior nephew Xuan Yi, you are here."
Two days later, a mighty hundred or so demonic battleships appeared in the sight of Black Rock City, and they were so dark and oppressive.
Jian Jiuchong appeared at the top of the city with nine righteous Mahayana men, looking at the warships slowly spreading out in the sky.
Most of them are the flags of the Star Temple, but the flags swaying in the wind are two unfamiliar yet familiar names.
Breaking the military!
Seven kills!
Jian Jiuzhong asked domineeringly: "You demon thieves, who gave you the courage to invade our Black Rock City?"
"A bunch of chickens and dogs, what's there to be afraid of?" Po Jun sneered.
"Bah, if you had this ability, why would you have been hiding in the Star Temple for so many years?" Jian Jiuzhong specifically exposed the shortcomings.
Po Jun was not interested in talking to Jian Jiuzhong about this, he just said coldly: "Jian Jiuzhong, I will give you a chance. Kaicheng surrenders, I don't have to kill you!"
Jian Jiuzhong was amused by him and laughed loudly: "Just because you want me to surrender, you still owe some prestige! If you surrender, I don't have to kill you!"
Po Jun looked at the continuously circulating formations and sneered: "Is this turtle shell your only source of confidence? See if I can still laugh after I blast him."
"A mere hundred warships dare to speak nonsense, how arrogant!" Jian Jiuzhong also sneered.
Po Jun stopped talking nonsense with Jian Jiuzhong, snorted coldly, and ordered all the battleships to line up, and all the cannons began to charge, preparing to bombard Black Rock City.
Hundreds of warships began to glow with energy, stirring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Xiao Yifeng ordered the three archery crossbows on his side to start charging and prepare to shoot at Black Rock City.
Moyan City looked at the hundreds of cannon muzzles that were lit up and couldn't help but gasp.
Although they spoke arrogantly, hundreds of warships besieging Black Rock City like black clouds over the city still put them under great pressure.
Jian Jiuchong ordered the entire city to be on guard. The city's masters were preparing to help Black Rock City unload its forces. The battleships were recharged and prepared to fight back.
The battleships in the city that were ready to go began to take off, and then the dark muzzles began to light up.
Formations were quickly opened in front of the city gate, preparing to resist the incoming attack.
The battleships and cannons of both sides were charged at the same time, and the war was about to break out, and everyone was tense.
When the battleship was fully charged, Po Jun didn't waste any time. He waved his hand and sent hundreds of beams of light towards Black Rock City.
Some of the hundreds of beams of light were intercepted by the artillery fire fired from Black Rock City, while others hit the protective formation of Black Rock City, causing the barrier to rumble.
There was a dazzling light in the city, and the barrier was blasted with ripples, but it was still firmly defended.
But before Moyan City could breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Yifeng gave an order, and three bright arrows headed straight for Moyan City.
