After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili thought about his situation with what little reason he had left.

It should be that on the night he was dreamed by the succubus, he was tampered with by the people of the succubus.

Is this trying to forcibly pull him into the demon's camp!

Thinking about it carefully, this matter is both ironic and a little funny. It was he who copied the demon disc and brought it into the cultivation world, and he is also the one who is now identified as a demon by the demon disc.

Fortunately, Xia Xingchui knew his identity a long time ago, and also knew that Mozun had been plotting.

He gave Xia Xingchui a look with all his strength, and he didn't know if he could express what he wanted to express given his current situation.

The surroundings were noisy because of him being a demon, like cold and hard sticks messing around in his already uncomfortable mind.

Xia Xingchui raised his right hand, and the discussion finally stopped.

"Wen Mo, take him down."

"Yes."

Everything is unclear at the moment, and procrastination is the first.

The rare silence made Ye Zhili seem to have floated up from the oppressive bottom of the sea, stuck his head out of the water, and took a breath of fresh air after a long absence.

However, before he could breathe out, a crimson figure suddenly fell beside him.

Xu Ming still had his wedding dress on, the originally expensive and exquisite cloth became tattered and full of mud because of the struggle with lifeless energy all day long, and the madness in his eyebrows when he got up early was gone.

After seeing Xia Xingchui, Xu Ming knelt down without hesitation with a solemn expression, causing a crowd of exclamations.

Xia Xingchui didn't expect such an episode, so he leaned over to help him up: "Sect Master Xu, what are you doing?"

Xu Ming didn't move, he just raised his head and said sonorously: "Leader Xia, this person must not be let go!"

Xia Xingchui said in a good voice: "Xia will definitely find out the situation, the suzerain must get up first."

Xu Ming's knee seemed to be integrated with the ground, and he didn't intend to move away at all. He cupped his hands at Xia Xingchui again: "Master Xia doesn't know anything! This person is not Ye Zi, a former disciple of the Immortal League, but Sword Master Yuanheng." Ye Zhili, the former Taoist couple who died for 20 years."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

Ye Zhili felt that the sea of ​​his calm consciousness turned into boiling oil in an instant, which was already uncomfortable enough, but Xu Ming threw his hands and splashed a few drops of water into it, causing him to suffer a lot.

Shi Bin squeezed out from the crowd, his rough face flushed with anxiety: "Don't talk nonsense! Ye Zi is the brother I grew up with!"

Xu Ming continued: "Brother? Your brother only entered the outer sect when he participated in the assessment of the Immortal Alliance. How could an ordinary outer sect disciple of the Immortal Alliance be safe and sound in the Xuanjian Pavilion that everyone fears? Grandmaster escorted back to Xianmeng?!

"How can an ordinary disciple from the outer sect of the Immortal Alliance unlock the secret of master Ren Xinghe's discimetry and improve it?!

"How could an ordinary disciple from the outer sect of the Immortal League become enmity with Xiang Ling and try to kill her?!

"And Ye Zhili and Yuan Heng Jianzun lived in Liuluomen for a long time, Yuanheng Jianzun found various methods for him to practice magic circles, and because of Xiangling and Jianzun's early acquaintance, he has always been jealous and grudges, these things six Everyone knows the Romans!"

After questioning Shi Bin, Xu Ming turned to Xia Xingchui again, and said loudly: "Ye Zhili's rebirth is definitely not a good law. Sword Master Yuan Heng has long colluded with the demon world, and the two of them came to the fairy alliance to destroy my cultivation. World foundation!

"Mozhaofeng's enchantment is solid, except for Sword Master Yuanheng, who else has the motive to destroy this cultivation base with his own power!

"I also hope that Leader Xia will see clearly and remove the root of the evil for the cultivation world!"

What Xu Ming said was righteous, impassioned and generous, the truth and the false were mixed together, and it was extremely provocative, and more than half of the onlookers immediately believed it.

For the sake of chaos, Ye Zhili guessed that some "skilled person" went to find Xu Ming, just like he provoked Zong Xiangling back then.

It's just that he's much smarter this time, he is indeed Ye Zhili, but he hasn't done anything bad, Xu Ming can't do anything to him based on this alone.

But now that Yaopan identified him as a demon, and Xu Ming pulled out his identity in front of these people, Xia Xingchui had to weigh it even if he wanted to help him.

On one side he was carrying it with the brute force that pulled his consciousness to the deep sea, on the other side Xia Xingchui tried to help him several times, but Xu Ming still refused to get up, as if forced into a palace.

Wen Mo's face showed a bit of displeasure: "Master Xu, the leader has said that he will find out the situation. Do you not believe in the Immortal League?"

Xu Ming insisted: "Naturally, Xu can trust the two of you, but Ye Zhili is insidious and cunning, and there may be changes!"

"you……"

Before Wen Mo finished speaking, he heard muffled noises from the sky.

Ye Zhili looked up, only to see scattered stars scattered from the top of his head.

A disciple shouted: "It's the defensive circle! The defensive circle is broken!"

The sense of uncertainty in his heart was even stronger.

How could Xianmeng's defensive circle be broken at this time? !

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of demons descended from the sky in black, and the leader was a young woman, wearing a goose-yellow silk robe, holding a long sword, and her body was overflowing with demonic energy.

Ye Zhili's eyes widened in disbelief.

It was Xi Le who died in the gap between rebirth!

This is impossible!

At the beginning, he and Sheng Jian watched Xi Le die, even if he could be wrong, Sheng Jian wouldn't either!

After the disaster of Xilai, the identity of Xi Le and his portrait spread throughout the cultivation world, and all the disciples of Xianmeng knew this face.

"Didn't Xi Le be killed by Sword Master Yuanheng and Ye Zi, no, Ye Ye was killed by something?!"

"Xi Le is still alive! Didn't you say that Xi Le is a monk who betrayed the cultivation world?! This is obviously a demon!"

"Ye Zhili lied! He is indeed a spy of the demon!"

With a wave of his long sleeves, Xia Xingchui drew a long river of spiritual power between the disciples and the monsters led by Xi Le.

"Wen Mo!"

Wen Mo unsheathed all things, injected spiritual power into the blade, and was ready to attack at any time.

Compared with Xia Xingchui's obvious hostility, Xi Le seemed a little laid back, with a delicate smile on his face, "Master Xia, don't need to be on guard. I'm not planning to start a war with the Xianmeng when I come here next time, but just to take it back." Mr. Ye."

After finishing speaking, he saluted Ye Zhili respectfully: "Thanks to Mr. Ye's help, Your Majesty has succeeded, and we can return to the Demon Realm."

So close.

I can't wait to press my identity as a "demon" to death...

Ye Zhili knew that all the disciples had been working hard for a day to fight against death energy, and many of their comrades were injured or injured, and they were full of anger. Now that Xi Le suddenly appeared and came back from the dead, he kept saying that he was going to take him to the Demon Realm, and it would be even more difficult to detect on the spot Figure out what's wrong.

His physical condition continued to deteriorate, and now he could hardly even open his eyes, relying entirely on his spiritual sense to perceive the outside world.

He couldn't defend himself at all.

While ordinary disciples couldn't see it, Xia Xingchui, an insider, knew it.

If Xi Le hadn't appeared, maybe he would have suspected one or two, but the Demon Realm drama was played too hard, it seemed fake.

Xia Xingchui said in a deep voice: "The world of comprehension and the world of demons are at odds. If Ye Zhili is a hidden spy, he should be punished by my immortal alliance. General Xi wants to take him away. It's too whimsical."

Xi Le smiled and said: "Leader Xia, look at these disciples, none of them want to swallow our Young Master Ye alive, if the person Ye Gongzi Mozun likes hurts a hair, the Higher One will be angry.

"Everyone in the Xianmeng has been tired all day today, it's time to rest, you take a step back, how about we fight another day?"

Xu Ming finally stood up, and a blue flame was ignited on the black iron sword: "Ye Zhili is the chief culprit in the chaos of the Immortal League, how can he let the tiger go back to the mountain! It is better to execute the law on the spot as soon as possible!"

"Brother, my lord, Thunder's Wrath, are you going to carry it for the innocent people?" Xi Le said unhurriedly, "I know that the two lords are both great powers in the cultivation world, and I didn't even think about giving you a hand today." What's going on in the treasure land, it's just that the world is so big, if something goes wrong, the Immortal Alliance may not be able to catch up in time, right?"

Xu Ming: "Sacrifice is an honor! If everyone is afraid, how can the realm of comprehension exist?!"

It was only now that Xi Le took a serious look at Xu Ming: "I didn't expect there to be such a shameless person as Your Excellency in the cultivation world, why don't you also come and serve your Master?"

Xu Ming: "You!"

Xi Le was too lazy to talk nonsense with Xu Ming, but gave Xia Xing a meaningful look: "Leader Xia, if you don't hand over Mr. Ye, some things will be really hard to turn around."

Ye Zhili closed his eyes and listened to the conversation.

No matter how hard it is to turn around, Xi Le's so-called not only means that the demon king will attack the world, but also hints at Xia Xing's physical condition.

If Xia Xingchui valued human life, he should be handed over.

If Xia Xingchui valued his life, he should be handed over.

After figuring out the situation, he felt very calm in his heart.

The consciousness became more and more sinking, and the perception of the divine consciousness became weaker and weaker. The hands that pulled him into the abyss pinched his throat, and took away his barely detectable breath.

He no longer had any reason to hold on anymore, his stiff body loosened, allowing himself to sink into bottomless darkness.

At the moment when he was completely swallowed by the abyss, he had an extremely short hallucination.

He heard Shengma's voice.

In the huge Xianmeng Square, Xia Xingchui, Xi Le, and Xu Ming confronted each other, and no one was willing to back down.

Xi Le remembered that his superior had told him to fight quickly, so he couldn't help urging: "Leader Xia, Young Master Ye is going to be overwhelmed."

Seeing that Xia Xingchui was hesitant, Xu Ming followed suit and said, "I hope Leader Xia will order Ye Zhili to be executed as soon as possible, in order to comfort the souls of all fellows!"

Xu Ming hadn't finished speaking, and he hadn't stood up for a long time before he fell back in panic.

The wind in the square seemed to have been sucked away, and it suddenly became silent.

Almost in an instant, the coercion and thunder fell from the sky, and the ice crazily spread across the square, covering all the originally magnificent and luxurious land boundaries, turning it into a complete ice palace.

Reflecting the half-bright and half-obscure moonlight, it actually has a somewhat beautiful taste.

And in this beautiful room, all the disciples were trembling and kneeling on the ice field, and the blood was frozen into lumps as soon as they spit out their mouths, smashed to the ice surface, and they were frozen together again without even rolling.

"The deity's people, it's not your turn to intervene."

Sheng Jian appeared in the middle of the square at some time, hugging Ye Zhili who had lost consciousness in his arms, his eyes were piercing and cold under the sharp eyebrows, from night like a beast out of the restraint, guarding him with a shocking sound Roaring, as if trying to swallow everything in front of him.