Chapter 1977

Zhuo Wen didn't bother to pay attention to these people. After burning the female nun's body into ashes, he continued to sweep forward.

When Zhuo Wen completely left here, the monks who lowered their heads slowly raised their heads. They looked at Zhuo Wen's back and looked more contemptuous in addition to fear.

"This man must be an evil monk. The three old men had already escaped from the guard monk, but they didn't expect to escape this man's cruel hand. What a pity!"

"En en, I don't know what happened to Mozi jade. This evil Xiu is cruel and cruel. I hope that Mozi jade won't be poisoned by this man."

In the tunnel, many monks talked one after another, and Zhuo Wen had been labeled as a heinous evil in their hearts.

When Zhuo Wen jumped out of the tunnel, he fell on a hard rock.

Looking around, Zhuo Wen found that this is a huge meteorite, which is larger than the planet.

However, the surface of the meteorite is bare without any vegetation. Even the buildings here are made of cold black stone.

"It seems that there are new people coming again. There are a lot of new people coming this time. When did the monks outside the star domain become so rich?"

A cold voice came, and three figures came up in the open space ahead, and one of the bald men made the sound.

The bald man had a cyan tattoo on his head and a ruffian look on his face. He looked at Zhuo Wen in front of him wantonly.

"Newcomer, come and pick up Tianshi for the first time. Get over there!"

The bald man turned his mouth to the right. On the right was a rather empty square, where seven or eight figures stood.

Before Zhuo Wen found Mozi Yu and the old man were also here.

Zhuo Wen looked at the Mozi jade. The Mozi jade didn't seem to be hurt at all. He was well dressed and powerful. There was no trace of battle at all.

This makes Zhuo Wen doubt whether the cause of death of the three old men in black robes has anything to do with Mozi jade?

Zhuo Wen walked to the square and stood not far from Mozi Yu. Mozi Yu also glanced at Zhuo Wen, immediately bowed his hand to Zhuo Wen with great grace and said with a smile: "brother, is there anything on Mo's face?"

Zhuo Wen waved his hand and said faintly, "that's not true. I just saw brother Mo help three Taoist friends with his generous hand before, but now I don't see those three Taoist friends. I just feel strange in my heart."

Mo Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he said with a smile: "after entering the tunnel, we parted ways with the three. I'm also surprised that the three of them haven't come out yet."

"I see!"

Zhuo Wen nodded and stopped asking. Although he wondered about the cause of death of the three people, he had no evidence in his hand. If he found that Mozi Yu was the murderer, he would be a little confident.

Whoosh!

Not long after Zhuo Wen came out, figures came flying, and twenty or thirty figures swept out of the tunnel exit in an instant.

The bald man obviously didn't expect so many friars all at once. His eyes suddenly became gloomy. He shouted low: "you all paid the divine stone to come in? You are a garbage of the later period of the gods, and there are 10 million divine stones? And you..."

The bald man pointed to several monks with poor strength among the more than 20 monks, and his voice was very loud.

The names of the monks, whose faces were red, could not help lowering their heads.

Mo Ziyu looked at the more than 20 monks who had just appeared in surprise. Aren't these the monks who had been wandering at the entrance of the tunnel?

Before, these friars had been blocked out of the entrance because they didn't have enough divine stones. Why did they come in now?

"If you don't say anything, I'll scrap you one by one and throw you out." the bald man said impatiently.

"Don't, my Lord, we entered here, not because we broke into here without authorization, but because of this person!" a friar suddenly pointed to Zhuo Wen and snapped.

The bald man turned his head and looked at Zhuo Wen. He said faintly, "is it difficult for him to help you pay all the God stones you need? Do you think there are such stupid people in the world?"

Then the bald man couldn't help laughing, and the two people around him also sneered.

"No, it was this man who killed two black armor friars who guarded the gate. He also told us that as long as he was there, we could enter the entrance. He also said that Youhuan sect is nothing. It's absolutely okay to follow him! This adult, this matter has nothing to do with us. It's all provoked by this man. If you want to find him!"

Another monk also pointed to Zhuo Wen and reversed black and white.

Not only this friar, but almost all the other friars blamed Zhuo Wen.

Even the process of killing the three old men in black robes and the humiliation and death of the young nun were said by these monks.

At that time, many monks present looked at Zhuo Wen with strange eyes.

Mozi Yu, standing not far from Zhuo Wen, glanced at Zhuo Wen. He finally knew the meaning of Zhuo Wen's previous question. It turned out that this son found the bodies of the three people in the tunnel.

"I see. No wonder Miss Han Han and the three of them didn't come out. They were killed by you. Miss Han Han is an innocent woman. She was humiliated by you. Then you killed her. You really deserve to die!"

Mo Ziyu kept away from Zhuo Wen for a few steps, and his star eyes stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, Haoran Zhengqi tunnel.

"You are not only a scum, but also a thing inferior to animals. How can such people be put in? They must be killed and thrown out."

At that time, the rest of the friars were booing and accusing Zhuo Wen with indignation. Even the more than 20 friars who followed Zhuo Wen into this place also stood on the moral commanding height and arbitrarily accused Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stood silently in the same place, facing the accusations of the people and the towering killing intention of the bald man.

A sense of enlightenment rose in his heart. At this moment, the darkness of human nature was fully displayed in front of him.

Looking at the ugly face in front of him, Zhuo Wen's heart was full of sneers. These people were just a group of selfish people. They were helped by Zhuo Wen in disguise, but they didn't appreciate it at all. Instead, they blamed him for all the mistakes.

Some friars even suggested that Zhuo Wen should be killed immediately, hoping that Zhuo Wen would die immediately.

"I found the bodies of the old man in black and the three of them from the space distortion in the tunnel. When I found them, the three of them were already dead. As for who killed them, I think the murderer's heart knows."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen took a deep look at Mozi Yu not far away.

At the beginning, he didn't doubt the Mozi jade, but when the monks came in and mentioned the cause of death of the three old men in black robes, the Mozi Jade's behavior was a little strange, and even blamed it all on his Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen could feel that Mozi's jade heart was empty, and he Zhuo Wen just became his scapegoat, so he put all the responsibility on him at the first time.

Mo Ziyu's eyes were a little gloomy. He looked at Zhuo Wen coldly and said, "what a shameless man! Things have come to this point, and you still want to find a scapegoat? I have to say that your method is really stupid."

"This kind of person is disgusting. We clearly saw this person holding the body of Han Han girl in his hand. This person also planned to deny the sophistry, which really refreshed my understanding."

"Yes! If you still have some conscience, immediately bind your hands, kneel on the ground, apologize like the bodies of the three, and then bear all the responsibilities like a man. After all, you killed the entrance guard."

The voice of condemnation in the field became more and more intense. Everyone pointed to Zhuo Wen and wished Zhuo Wen would die immediately.

The bald man's eyes narrowed slowly, and a sense of killing emerged from his body.

Instead of taking care of the twenty or thirty monks who were suddenly taken out, he went to Zhuo Wen, stared at Zhuo Wen and said, "what they said is true?"

"Are you also a member of Youhuan sect?"

Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows. He knew that what the bald man asked was not about the three bodies, but about the black armor friar guarding the door.

"It seems true. Yes, I'm ruiwu. I'm a disciple of Youhuan sect for three generations. You're really brave to kill my disciple of Youhuan sect, but often such people die the fastest."

With that, the bald man grinned. His hands didn't know when two huge meteor hammers had appeared.

Boom!

The bald man smiled grimly. Holding a huge meteor hammer in both hands, he hit Zhuo Wen's head heavily.

Bang bang!

The meteor hammer roared in the wind, and the strong pressure accumulated. The ground under the feet of Zhuo Wen and the bald man collapsed inch by inch, with countless tortoise like chaps.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were frozen. The bald man was not weak. Although he was only the true God of the second disaster, he had a strong smell of fire. I'm afraid he was the strong one who had survived more than ten fires.

Zhuo Wen took out the ziyao Xinghe divine sword and cut it out horizontally. A touch of sword light poured out and turned into a hazy light spot.

Bang bang!

The continuous collision sound sounded, and the bald man could not help but retreat under the sword light attack.

Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot and quickly took advantage of the moment when the bald man stepped back to drill into the man's space.

The purple sword fell on the bald man's chest with great accuracy, only a few inches from his heart.

The bald man was shocked into a cold sweat, roared, and forcibly moved to the left. The purple sword deflected, passed through his left arm, and with a stroke, his left arm was immediately cut off.

"Die!"

Although the bald man was shocked by Zhuo Wen's strength, he was also a cruel man. He didn't care about the pain of his broken arm. The only left right hand swung the meteor hammer and hit Zhuo Wen's forehead.

Zhuo Wen didn't avoid it. The soul absorbing needle in the center of his eyebrow came out and turned into a golden awn. As soon as he wore it, he entered the center of the bald man's eyebrow.