After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"Sect Master Lu, don't panic, I'll be here soon!"

In mid-air, the others who had not intervened finally saw the opportunity and flew towards Chen Zun.

Zhao Lingyun, Han Youjin, Ji Yanwu and others flew towards Chen Zun as if desperate for their lives, intending to fight at close range.

Chen Zun was extremely frightened and angry, but he couldn't kill them, so he could only relieve himself and concentrate half of his attention on dealing with them.

Although these people's cultivation level was not as high as his, they were better because there were so many people and they couldn't bear their disturbance. They had to pay attention when they started to defend themselves, and for a while they actually got entangled with them.

On the other side, the cultivators of Tianxu Palace were also fighting with the disciples of various sects.

Under the cover of the white light of Shuiyue Mirror, he could only protect himself in the face of attacks from several times the number of people.

Even so, Tianxu Palace still suffered a loss. Due to the huge gap in strength, the casualties were getting heavier and heavier, and people kept dying.

The situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for Tianxu Palace. Chen Zun also saw it. He was furious and confused. Without paying attention, the Armored Ghost King found a flaw and hit him with a punch.

He only had time to block it with the back of his sword, but the huge force was still too much for him to bear, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When the people who besieged Chen Zun saw this, they were overjoyed and shouted: "The Demon Lord is injured. He is about to be unable to withstand it. Everyone, please work harder!"

In an instant, everyone held their breath and used their special skills, and the storm-like attack struck again.

"Why are you forcing me!"

A cruel look appeared on Chen Zun's face and he stopped holding back!

He struck out several rays of sword light in succession, scattering all the attacking spells, and the aftermath swept towards everyone.

As the aftermath spread, all the monks who were besieging Chen Zun were shaken away, spurting blood and flying backwards.

Chen Zun turned his head and looked towards Tianxu Palace. More than a thousand people had gone through the battle, but now there were less than 500!

He saw with his own eyes that Yuan Fei died under the siege of more than a dozen immortal disciples.

Even Qian Du, Qian Ying, and Li Ban were covered in blood, seriously injured, and almost exhausted.

Chen Zun's eyes suddenly turned blood red.

It didn't matter how much he was wronged or hurt, but he owed a lot to these brothers who had followed him through life and death, and he couldn't just watch them die before his eyes!

Why does it become like this!

What mistake did we make!

We are not wrong!

They are not guilty and do not deserve to die!

Why do you do this to them!

……

"what!"

Chen Zun became angry, shouted loudly, flew forward, and struck out with a shocking sword light!

Since they think I am a demon, so what if I become a demon!

The disciples of the immortal sects who besieged Tianxu Palace looked at the dazzling golden light, and infinite despair arose in their hearts.

When everyone thought they were certain to die, Ge Moshi finally drew the spell.

"Prisoner Tianyin, go!"

As he read this sentence, the drawn spell disappeared into the void.

Ge Moshi's face turned pale and his body swayed. Apparently, drawing this spell had exhausted his spiritual energy.

next moment.

Dark clouds pressed down in the sky, and large rays of light emerged from the void. Countless inscriptions were intertwined together, forming a huge spiritual realm.

The spiritual realm also contained the sword light that Chen Zun struck out.

What makes people feel strange is that the sword light disappeared silently under the intertwined inscriptions.

Chen Zun only felt that the air around his body seemed to be compressed to the extreme.

The huge pressure from the illusion made him unable to move, and even his thoughts became hazy.

The inscription was shrinking at an accelerated rate, and with each contraction, Chen Zun's expression became more painful, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

The facial features on his face were distorted, blood flowed from the seven holes, and he became more and more ferocious.

Looking at this strange scene, everyone stopped, held their breath, and stared at the sky.

The arrogant and invincible Demon Lord was actually trapped by this inexplicable Heaven-Prisoning Seal, and even ended up in this situation.

Lear was a little frightened when he saw it. When he looked at Ge Mo, he said: "Master Ge Pavilion, what is the origin of your Prisoner's Seal to be so terrifying?"

Everyone looked over.

Ge Moshi's face regained some of its ruddy color and said: "The Prisoner's Seal is a secret skill that our pavilion has obtained since ancient times. In addition, the Qianqiu Brush is a magical thing. It is drawn with the blood spirit sand and other spiritual things that communicate between heaven and earth. No matter how powerful a monk is who can steal a trace of the will of heaven, once he is trapped, under the blessing of the law of heaven, no one can escape, and eventually his soul will be destroyed."

The will of heaven, the laws of heaven...

Everyone raised their eyebrows and were shocked. Being able to communicate with the laws of heaven was truly terrifying. No wonder it was able to trap Chen Zun.

I thought that the weakest member of the Righteous Seven Immortals Sect was Qianqiu Pavilion, which looked harmless to humans and animals, but I didn’t expect that it would have such incredible magical powers.

Sure enough, knowledge is power, and everyone has a new understanding of Qianqiu Pavilion.

Seeing that Chen Zun was in more and more pain, with blood oozing from his skin all over his body, like a bloody man, everyone smiled happily.

But in the eyes of everyone inside and outside the mirror, those dazzling smiles looked extremely mocking.

In particular, Chen Zun's extremely distorted face and his hoarse cry of pain were shocking.

Everyone who participated in this incident closed their eyes, grasped their palms feebly, clenched their fists, and then relaxed.

Only now do they realize how wrong they were.

Those roars were like wild beasts, making everyone feel as if their hearts were broken.

The Immortal Sect disciples like Tianxu Gongben and others who suppressed the demonic path were mercilessly slaughtered, and the man who had endured countless grievances and infamy for the people of the world was tortured to the point of death.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and burst into tears.

"With the power the God Emperor had at that time, it would have been easy for him to kill us. But on the contrary, he didn't want to hurt us and kept his hands on us. On the contrary, it was us who were so stupid that we kept forcing him..."

"What the hell did we do back then!"

Ge Moshi's hands were trembling, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and then retracted it, at a loss.

Falling into deep self-blame.

The girls in the mirror were heartbroken as they looked at this scene.

They always thought that Chen Zun couldn't defeat them and kept jumping up and down, but they never thought that with Chen Zun's cultivation, killing several of them would be like crushing an ant to death.

If he hadn't held back at that time, who would have survived.

The scene continues.

Seeing the vermilion inscription shrinking tighter and tighter, it was wrapped around Chen Zun's body like a net.

He could no longer make any sound, only meaningless cries and moans.

Zhao Lingyun smiled widely and clapped her hands in joy.

"The dog thief deserves this fate. It would be great if Master's spirit in heaven could see this scene. It's a pity that he can't see it anymore."