Fantasy: Sign In For A Thousand Years At The Start

Chapter 235: Arrival

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Five

“Wang Meng, what’s wrong?”

“Why did the deputy host of Zhenshan point to him, and arrest him before? Did he do something bad?”

At this time, there were still some people who were unidentified, looking at the captured Wang Mang with a dazed expression.

With a snap, Wang Mang was thrown to the ground.

“What are you doing! You deal with me privately like this, but you will be punished for violating Sect regulations!”

At this time, Wang Mang was tightly tied up, tumbling on the ground like a caterpillar, desperately shouting dissatisfaction, trying to rely on the public opinion of the crowd to get a temporary respite so that he could escape.

It is a pity that neither Song Wudao, Dushan Zhenren, or Lu Jinming is too much concerned about fame, and it is impossible for him to change his mind because of this, not to mention that the current cultivator of Biluotianmen has not raised any strong opposition.

His little calculation is completely wrong.

“What’s going on here? What happened?”

At this time, Wei Yao stepped from the horizon, like a goddess descending to the earth, Lingbo stepped slightly, light and shadow filled.

After discovering that there was still a situation after the forging in this place, she hurried over, probably because she paid close attention to Song Wudao. She came faster than the other Sect leaders.

Wei Yao gradually approached, and in the process, her beautiful eyes couldn’t help but look at Song Wudao again and again.

This guy, I really didn’t expect that not only did he achieve an extraordinary breakthrough in cultivation, but he also made rapid progress in forging. I really don’t know how to do it.

Zhenshan Zhenren took a step forward and recounted what had happened before, with Tai Yi cooperating on the side.

In contrast, things were vividly displayed before everyone’s eyes.

Wang Mang’s desire to frame Too Yi, who had just ascended into the realm of the gods, to enter the alien arena as a guard immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.

As one party is not a small force, they see these disciples Elder, they are either friends, or relatives and descendants, they are more or less related to the mundane world.

Guarding the alien arena, what a dangerous position that is.

Wang Mang probably didn’t expect that he framed the people who didn’t look at it on weekdays, but he stabbed the hornet’s nest all at once. Everyone condemned him.

There was a sound of condemnation, and someone even spit on him, drowning him with contempt.

This made Wang Meng’s face more gloomy and distorted. He did not admit all this. He regarded all this as Song Wudao’s persecution of him, because he was afraid that his forging talent was too high, and he would take Song Wudao’s position in Biluotianmen.

“Such a thing happened.” Wei Yao seemed to be a bit surprised, and then her face completely sank.

This kind of thing clearly violated the taboo of Biluotianmen. If everyone calculated like this, wouldn’t Biluotianmen end up injuring a large number of disciples, how could it continue?

Wei Yao looked solemn and ordered the people around him: “This kind of thing is never allowed to happen in Sect. Inform the Elder who is in charge of Sect’s rules and regulations, and let them prepare to declare the guilt in front of this person and everyone in Sect, and then beheaded for publicity. , To warn all the gatekeepers of Biluo Tianmen.”

“There is also the reform of the alien farm, and we should try our best to put it on the agenda.”

With Wei Yao’s resolution, Wang Mang’s fate seemed to be decided.

Suddenly Wang Man’s face was full of fear and shock. He began to scream frantically, trying to grab a life-saving straw: “No, you can’t just kill me like this. I’m Wu Jing Elder’s disciple, I forge. The means are superb…no, no!”

“No? That’s okay!”

Suddenly a voice appeared, with a biting chill. Hearing these words, Wang Mang ignited a glimmer of hope, but this hope was like the winter sun, unable to grasp it, as if it was full of illusion.And the next voice drove him into a complete abyss, never seeing the sun.

“Come here, according to my order, immerse this person into the Thunder God Cliff, destroy the flesh, tortured the soul for a hundred years, and then use the thunder light of the God to kill him!”

Boom!

It was as if a thunderstorm struck, completely shattering the last trace of fantasy in Wang Mang’s heart.

His eyes were blank and he fell into a sluggishness.

“Door, look, the owner is here too!”

Countless people turned their eyes, and the person who had just issued the order was the master of Biluotianmen!

“no no!”

Wang Mang’s wailing came out.

Hearing the Thunder God’s Cliff and the God of Death, Wang Mang immediately rose up in a fierce resistance than before, as if he had encountered something more terrifying than Death.

Thunder Cliff, that is the place where Sect can handle the extremely vicious and powerful cultivator. The prisoners who are locked in there are subjected to thunder bombardment and the torture of the wind every day. It seems that the Underworld sinks in. Life is better than death. I haven’t heard of anyone who has escaped from it. They all die after they have finished their sentence.

Wang Mang’s wailing did not attract any sympathy, but was despised by everyone.

At this time, an Elder appeared, took Wang Mang from the black-robed disciple, then smiled, and the two disappeared without a trace.

“Congratulations to the host for joining the Xuanhuang Divine Artifact Building.” The host said to Song Wudao’s cupped hands after dealing with Wang Mang.

Now Song Wudao seems that Cultivation Base is still not high enough, but his status is comparable to the leader of the same vein, and even at certain moments, it is much higher.

“I don’t know if Mr. Song is dissatisfied with this kind of treatment. If so, the result of this matter can be changed.”

Song Wudao responded slightly, then shook his head and said: “The master’s disposal is very good, and I have nothing to dissatisfy.”

“Thank you for your help this time.”

The doorkeeper smiled, obviously very helpful to Song Wudao’s attitude. Now Song Wudao is no longer what it used to be. As the guest of Xuanhuang Divine Artifact Tower, Elder, you can say unceremoniously that, outside, Song Wudao’s status is even higher than that of him most of the time.

“Okay, let’s stop here for today’s business.”

The doormaster waved his hand and told Elder to disperse the many disciples.

Then he talked a few words with Song Wudao, but didn’t go deeper.

“Lord Song, I’m leaving first, and there are important guests waiting for me to receive.”

“Unfortunately, if you have time, it’s kind of like listening to the host talk about forging.”

The sect master said with a bit of regret.

Song Wudao smiled, “Sect Master, you might as well come back another day, you can go ahead and leave me alone.”

…

At the gate of Biluo Tianmen Mountain, four people came here on the Xiongshan Tower in the ancient chariot.

They walked slowly, not hurriedly, waiting for the reception of the people of Biluotianmen.

At this time, Shen Xun suddenly said to Han Yang Chuanyin: “Brother Yang, I think this Song Wudao is too emotional, hehe, this might be able to abduct this person to our Xiongshan Tower…”

“Oh? Isn’t that interesting? What do you think?” Han Yang smiled faintly.