When the people of Fangcun Mountain saw this, they were immediately overjoyed. The expressions of the Golden-winged Roc and the others became very unsightly.
In the next moment, another purple light lit up. It was more brilliant than the previous two times, and it heavily bombarded the layer of light screen.
On the light screen, nine golden dragon shadows gathered from all directions towards the landing point of the thunder and lightning attack. Finally, at the moment when he landed, they met him head-on …
"Boom!"
The huge explosion shook everyone's Qi and blood, and their eardrums were almost torn. A large number of disciples of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan with low cultivation could not withstand it. They fainted one after another, bleeding from their ears and noses.
At the crack of the light screen, the nine golden dragons were scattered, but they still did not break.
But immediately after, a dazzling golden light fell from above. When everyone squinted their eyes to look, they saw a nine-story golden pagoda falling from above and smashing heavily on the light screen.
This time, the restrictive light screen, which had been consumed by the thunder and lightning, finally could not withstand it and shattered.
In the sky full of light, one of the nine golden dragons collapsed, and only eight were left. They turned into a golden light and flew into the sleeve of the Golden-winged Roc.
The golden pagoda also became smaller and smaller as it continued to fall. Finally, it became an exquisite pagoda about a foot high and fell on a broad white palm.
The owner of the palm was wearing golden armor and a crown of the Golden-winged Black Crow. A long black beard hung in front of his chest, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He looked very dignified. In addition to the mini golden pagoda in his right hand, he also held a simple black iron whip in his left hand.
Shen Luo recognized him at a glance. He was the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing.
Immediately after Li Jing, another familiar figure fell from the sky and stood beside him. It was Zhen Yuan Daisen, the master of Wu Zhuang Temple.
Seeing the appearance of these two people, Shen Luo's hanging heart finally relaxed. A burst of intense pain came from his body that was bitten by the Demon Qi, making him almost unable to stand. Fortunately, Nie Caizhu, who was at the side, supported him in time.
Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the situation in front of him, and then looked at the dried blood around the crater. How could he not understand what kind of tragic thing had happened here?
"Golden-winged Great Roc, how dare you!" He couldn't help but berate in a low voice.
"Zhen Yuan Daisen, what do you mean by that?" The Golden-winged Roc pretended to be puzzled and asked.
When Li Jing heard this, he did not waste any time and did not try to hide anything. He went straight to the point and said, "The Heavenly Palace acquiesced to your attack on Mount Fangcun because they wanted you to coordinate with Overwave City and obtain the Mountain and River Map. They did not give you the authority to exterminate your clan, nor did they give you the authority to open the Well of Demons and Gods."
"Heavenly King Li, the instructions given by the Heavenly Palace were too vague, so we could only act according to our own discretion. It was not forbidden by law, so I'm afraid you can't blame us for this," Hua Shiniang said.
"You don't need to use this reason to fool me. The matter of sealing the Well of Fiendgods is the consensus of the three realms, and it is also the agreement that was signed back then. Are you doing this to tear up the agreement and start another war?" Li Jing rebuked with a frown.
"Start another war? What happened here is indeed a good excuse, so you acquiesced to our attack on Mount Fangcun just for this? "The Golden-winged Roc sneered and asked.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people of Mount Fangcun suddenly changed, and they looked at Li Jing suspiciously.
"You Demons have already submitted to the Immortals. What's the benefit of starting another war?" Li Jing asked calmly and coldly.
Hearing this, the people of Mount Fangcun also came to their senses. Perhaps the Heavenly Palace would allow them to attack Mount Fangcun, or even force them to hand over the Mountain and River Map, but they would not let them be slaughtered, and would not allow the Demon Clan to reopen the Well of Demons and Gods.
But even so, the people of Mount Fangcun looked at Li Jing with a grim expression.
"What do you say? If you want to continue fighting, the Heavenly Palace will accompany you. How about it?" Li Jing asked.
"The Fifth Manor is also willing to accompany you." Zhen Yuan Daisen waved his horsetail whisk and added with a smile.
The Golden-winged Roc looked at the two of them, and after a moment of silence, he retracted his wings and slowly landed on the ground under everyone's gaze.
Clearly, there was no need to continue fighting this war.
"Very good. If you don't want to continue fighting, you will have to accept the punishment." Li Jing nodded and said.
"How do you want to punish me?" The Golden-winged Roc heard this and grinned playfully.
"The Heavenly Palace will bear the responsibility for its mistakes. You don't have to worry about this. As for your punishment, the Heavenly Palace will not make a decision on your own. Later, we will discuss with the other major sects of the Three Realms and make a decision. Before that, you can return to your respective sects and wait for the notice. Of course, you can also try to resist and bring your respective sects with you. I think this is something that many sects would be happy to see. "Li Jing's tone was not too harsh, but the threat in his words was very obvious.
"Heavenly King Li, you don't have to threaten us. We will bear the consequences of this matter. I just don't know how the major sects of the Human and Immortal Races will give Mount Fangcun an explanation, haha …" The Golden-winged Roc could not help but laugh loudly at the end.
This laughter was full of sarcasm.
His laughter echoed in the ears of everyone present, and they all had different thoughts.
"What happens next is an internal matter of the Human and Immortal Races. You don't have to worry about how to deal with it or how to mend it. I believe that after this matter, the various sects of the Three Realms will be able to see many things clearly."
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, somewhat abruptly resounding through the mystic realm.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that the person who spoke was Shen Luo.
His eyes were fixed on the Golden-winged Roc, and there was a determined look in his eyes. He was not at all affected by the Golden-winged Roc's provocative words.
When the people of Mount Fangcun and Lingbo City heard this, it was as if they had been enlightened. In this dispute, no matter the outcome, the Fiendish Demons would benefit.
The Golden-winged Roc looked deeply at Shen Luo, then turned and shouted, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining elders and disciples of Lion Camel Ridge, Demon King's Stronghold, and Cave of Coiling Silk all turned and prepared to leave with him.
"You can leave, but he can't," Shen Luo shouted as he staggered a step forward, pointing at the back of someone.
Everyone looked over and saw that the person he was pointing at was none other than the traitor of Mount Fangcun, Jie Wu.
"Great King, no, you can't leave me behind …" Jie Wu saw this, and his entire body turned cold, and his head shook like a rattle-drum.
The Golden-winged Roc only glanced at him coldly, then turned and left.
Seeing the Fiendish Demons leave, Jie Wu was instantly terrified, and a light flashed on his body, intending to escape.
However, as soon as his figure rose, he was swept by a sleeve and pulled back to his original position.
Zhen Yuan Daisen smiled and escorted him to Shen Luo, indicating that he would be dealt with.
Shen Luo walked towards Jie Wu step by step, his mind filled with the image of him killing his fellow disciples, and his heart was filled with hatred.
He raised his hand and waved, and the Nine Nether slowly descended from above, wrapping around Jie Wu's body. Then, a cluster of black demonic flames lit up from within the ring.
"Don't, no! I have my difficulties, don't kill me, don't kill me! "
"Grandmaster, I was wrong, save me …"
Jie Wu waved his hands, trying to struggle and beg for mercy, but no one said anything. They only looked at him silently with different expressions.
Even Grandmaster Bodhi didn't have the slightest bit of pity on his face. His eyes were indifferent, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Shen Luo raised one hand, and his spread fingers gradually clenched tightly. The black demonic flames instantly flourished and enveloped Jie Wu's entire body.
Jie Wu's skin and flesh shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if his flesh and blood had been extracted by someone. His withered hands were still waving, and the eyes on his skeleton-like face were wide open, making him look like an evil spirit.
But soon after, his body stopped moving, and his entire body turned pitch-black. Clearly, even his soul had been burned to ashes.
As Shen Luo summoned the Nine Nether back, Jie Wu's shriveled and pitch-black corpse was blown by the wind, turning into ashes and disappearing between heaven and earth.
Although this scene was very tragic, no one present sympathized with him. For such a traitor, everyone naturally wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Now that they saw him die so miserably, they only felt that their hatred had been vented.
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