In the face of Jiang Ting's verbal inquiries, Bingyan Chijiao responded a few times, and then made a sudden move... He just talked to Jiang Ting, not willing to waste time with Jiang Ting, but, he expected Jiang Ting behind him. Ying, those Huaying used Jiang Ting as bait, it is impossible to monitor Jiang Ting without means.
He was using the surveillance method to warn those infants, and at the same time, he also tried to resolve the demon-killing heart of those people by sitting down and talking together.
People want to kill demons, but it doesn't mean that demons can only be captured and waited for death.
With a "bang", the claws of the Ice Flame Scarlet Flood Dragon slammed into the flame barrier.
According to the photo and Jiang Ting, like a ball, they were shot flying away.
Fortunately, it is really mysterious according to the light. Being within the barrier, Jiang Ting didn't even notice the slightest shock... It's a good thing. If not, the strength of the claws of the Frozen Flame Scarlet Flood Dragon, and the simple shock, may be all the same. Jiang Ting, whose cultivation base is still insufficient now, can be shaken to death.
Standing inside the barrier, Jiang Ting did not resist, and snorted coldly: "It is not my race, its heart will be different, and the mere demon race, why bother!"
To be honest, Jiang Ting was suddenly a little uneasy at this moment... people's hearts are unpredictable.
He was really worried that Xing Huo and the others would suddenly become less focused on killing demons because of the words of the Bingyan Scarlet Flood Dragon.
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Town Demon City.
In the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, the main hall.
Ye Yan, who had been living in the hall all the time, is now standing at the entrance of the hall... Even mortals can see a little worry in Ye Yan's eyes at this moment.
Inside the hall.
The elegant Xinghuo, the aging Heiyu Pavilion powerhouse, the burly Juquemen powerhouse with a giant sword on his back, the Qiushui Pavilion powerhouse in white clothes like snow... The six sects of Tianlan, hidden in the town demon city, All the powerhouses at the peak of Nascent Soul in the third realm of Huaying are all here.
Sitting relatively.
At the center of them is a light curtain... The light curtain also looks strange, no matter which direction you look at, it seems to be facing the light curtain.
In the light curtain, there is Jiang Ting, and there is a Frozen Red Flood Dragon.
"It's not my race, its heart will be different, just a demon, why bother!" Jiang Ting's cold humming sound echoed in the hall.
Six people, silent.
"Bang bang bang..." In the light curtain, the Frost Flame Red Flood Dragon kept attacking the flame barrier... It can be seen that the flame barrier is becoming dim.
After a long time, the benevolent bald head of the Great Sun Shengzong whispered: "What do you think about the words of the devil."
No one responded.
As Jiang Ting expected, people's hearts are always unpredictable.
But, because of the unpredictability of people's hearts, no one responded... The six of them represent the six sects.
Sit down and talk with that demon? Demons don't belong to Tianlan's native land... If there is a slight difference, there will be a catastrophe, and no one dares to rashly agree.
Another half hour.
The man from the Juquemen said slowly: "How long can your barrier last."
"I will protect him with the magic weapon of my life, and send mana through the air... It's not difficult to continue to hold on for the time being." Although Xinghuo responded, he did not give the exact time.
The eyes of the old man of Heiyu Pavilion flickered, and he hoarsely said: "The sheep dragon beast and that Jian Chen have not yet appeared... It's better, using Jiang Ting's life as a bait, pretending to agree, and finding the opportunity to meet the three demons, Punish him."
At the end, the old man laughed lowly: "The three demons should not have expected that we would actually sacrifice that kid Jiang Ting seriously. No matter what the three demons have planned, as long as they gain a little trust, they can find an opportunity to set up an ambush."
"In this way, it is also feasible. The sooner the three demons are killed, the less sacrifices my Tianlan people can sacrifice... This is a great good. Even if Jiang Ting knows, for my six sect people, he will not refuse it if he wants to come." Bald head, face more compassionate.
The old man of Heiyu Pavilion showed a dry smile: "It is true, after all, everyone knows that this son of Jiang Ting is not as aloof as others, even in the face of mortals, he can put down his majesty and have a cordial conversation. Filled with benevolent thoughts, such acts of kindness, even in death, he should approve."
"Enough?" Xinghuo looked at the light curtain, his eyes were a little cold.
The old man of Heiyu Pavilion shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Xinghuo, this is a poor statement. Although Jiang Ting is a disciple of your Zishuang Sect, how can you ignore the overall situation of killing demons because of the selfishness of the sect."
Xinghuo glanced at the old man and tilted his head: "Jiang Xiaozi and your Great Sun Sect, there should be no grudges... Jiang Ting is not dead, Heiyu Pavilion's reputation is difficult to regain, it is not difficult for the old poison to sacrifice Jiang Xiaozi, but it is the great sun. The Holy Sect, the deity, is quite puzzled."
Isn't that right, in the face of the proposal of the black feather pavilion old man... Xinghuo and others did not answer, only the people from the Great Sun Sect agreed.
"I'm also thinking of my people in Tianlan, sigh..." The faces of the people of the Great Sun Sect became more compassionate and peaceful, and there was still pain.
Xinghuo glanced coldly and said, "Now the two propose to agree to sacrifice Jiang Xiaozi, then let's vote, the old rule, Jiang Xiaozi is a member of my Zishuang Sect, and one vote of my Zishuang Sect counts as two votes. There are seven votes in total, no abstention... Since the record, this Tianlan, for hundreds of thousands of years, Tianlan, only my six sects are high above, relying on, my six sects are connected with each other, relying on, then It's the six sects that have their own rules for doing things."
"Bang bang bang..." In the light curtain, the Frost Flame Scarlet Flood Dragon was still building up the flame barrier.
As for Xinghuo's last words, and his previous words, some of them were wrong, but they seemed to mean something else.
Xinghuo glanced at it and said, "My Zishuangmen should not, what about everyone."
"Sacrifice, it is also for the overall situation." The old man of Heiyu Pavilion still smiled.
The other four fell into a strange silence... The people of the Great Sun Sect, with a compassionate face and even more faint pain.
"No more talking?" Xinghuo said coldly.
The people of Qiushui Pavilion suddenly said: "What Daoist Xuechan said is actually for the sake of the overall situation."
Xinghuo's eyes narrowed slightly... The blood cicada in her mouth was the old man from the Black Feather Pavilion. As for the old poison that Xinghuo called, it was actually the blood cicada.
The official title is the honorific name Xuechan, and the one I hate or dislike is the old poison, the poison... Of course, only people who are not weaker than Xuechan, such as Xinghuo, dare to call it that.
The cultivation base is not enough, but he dares to call him that, and he does not know how to die.
Seeing Xinghuo's face, the people of Qiushui Pavilion were silent for a while, and said softly: "However, what Daoist Xinghuo said is not bad. , Since Fellow Xinghuo chose to vote on this matter... I, Qiushui Pavilion, agree with what Fellow Xinghuo said."
Rules can't be broken.
There are only zero and innumerable times to break the rules... Either one cannot break the rules, or, the rules are torn apart.
"Second." The two from Juquemen and Demon Refining Pavilion, perhaps too lazy to talk nonsense, spit out two words very succinctly.
The bald head of the Great Sun Sect, still compassionately: "It seems that I don't need to say anything, let's leave this matter."
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
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