The wooden sword spread across the sky and decisively killed.

The black clouds stopped above everyone and dissipated very quickly. The huge Xuanwu inside, its huge body, and a terrifying roar sound. On the head of the huge Xuanwu, among the pair of dragon horns, Mo Yingjie stood in the wind. He carried his hands on his back and stepped on Xuanwu, and his expression was calm and looked down on the world. It was shocking and fascinating.

"Don't hunt evil, what do you mean? Do you want to stand up for the demon clan?" Various voices immediately appeared on the ground.

"Don't attack evil, you are a human. Do you want to join the demon clan?"

...

Mo Zhaoxie stood there quietly, listening to the sounds coming from below. He just said in a plain manner, "Do you still want to enter Jiuwei Tower? Just shut up if you want to."

Mo Zhaoxie's words immediately made the voice on the ground much smaller. However, it made many people look displeased. Mo Zhaoxie's attitude at this time was too arrogant and arrogant. You should know that there were thousands of people on the ground. There were also many seniors and celebrities present, including the head of a sect and the leader of a sect. At this time, Mo Zhaoxie stood in the sky and said such words arrogantly, which naturally aroused dissatisfaction and even hatred of many people.

"I know that there are many seniors and celebrities here, and there are too many leaders. However, no matter what your identity is, you are still trapped here honestly and cannot enter the Jiuwei Tower." Mo Zhao's evil attitude remained unchanged, and he was still arrogant and rude. "And now I can let you enter the Jiuwei Tower, which is my arrogant capital."

One person flew up and stood in the void opposite Mo Zhaoxie, and was above Mo Zhaoxie. His expression seemed to be looking down at Mo Zhaoxie, and he sneered: "You said that you can let me enter the Jiuwei Tower, can you send us a demon core?"

"Show your identity." Mo Zhaoxie said unhappily.

The person who came looked cold and looked at Mo Zhaoxie and said arrogantly: "Boy, I don't care what kind of identity and reputation you have. Listen well, I am Chunjun Sword Lord, one of the Nine Sword Lords of the Nine Sword Pavilion!"

"Bah!" Hearing the visitor's name, Mo Zhaoxie immediately spat hard, "There is another immortal from Jiujian Pavilion."

"You are looking for death!" Chunjun's face was gloomy and terrible. When he had ever been insulted like this? As he spoke, the sword was in his hand and the sword light was breathing. Dayou immediately cut Mo Zhaoxie under the sword.

"Xuanwu, pat him to death." Facing Chunjun's murderous aura, Mo Zhaoxie didn't care at all, but patted Longjiao and said to Xuanwu.

Xuanwu roared angrily, and his huge eyes looked at the Chunjun Sword Master opposite him unfriendly.

When he heard Mo Zhaoxie's words and saw Xuanwu's attitude, Chun Jun immediately changed color. The Xuanwu giant beast in front of him was amazing, and even if he did not dare to face it alone. If he fought head-on, he might really die. Even though he hated Mo Zhaoxie so much that he had to stop. Although he would not take action, he still stood there, staring at Mo Zhaoxie tightly, as if he wanted to swallow Mo Zhaoxie alive.

Mo Zhaoxie ignored Chun Jun and said to the crowd below: "Everyone, time waits for others. The opportunity to enter the Nine Danger Tower is even more impossible to miss. And if the Lord of Chun Jun insists on stopping it here and hinders everyone's plan to seize treasures, don't blame Mo Zhaoxie for being powerless here."

If Mo Zhao Xie is done, it will still have some effect.

I saw an extremely dissatisfied voice on the ground shouting: "Old man Chunjun, give in quickly!"

"Qin Demon! You!" Chun Jun roared, but he knew that Mo Zhaoxie's words had placed him opposite everyone. If he insisted on doing this, it might really arouse public anger. At that time, don't say that he is alone, even this Jiujian Pavilion will not be able to hold on.

Chunjun could only leave in disappointment.

Mo Zhaoxie laughed and said loudly: "I know you all want to enter Jiuwei Tower, and the certificate to enter Jiuwei Tower is a demon core. So, now the problem is. There are only so many demon clans in the Martial God Temple." Mo Zhaoxie pointed to the demon clan behind him, "Even if they were asked to take out all the demon cores, it was far from enough for everyone here. So who was entering and who didn't?"

"It's not simple. Whoever has a big fist will enter." A sound like a roar of a beast came out.

"This brother said it well, this is indeed a good way." Mo Zhaoxie said, "But not all of the people here are absolutely strong. If only those who ask themselves the powerful get the demon core, is it a bit unfair to the rest? After all, everyone comes here thousands of miles away and risk their lives. It is really a bit frustrating to see that the treasure mountain cannot enter at this time."

"Yes! Well said!"

"That's right! Everyone comes from thousands of miles away. How can you see the treasure mountain and not be able to enter? How can you be willing to do that!"

...

The vast majority of people on the ground were immediately excited, although they usually believed in the prey of the weak. However, that was the principle that they would only adhere to when they were strong. Once their identities were changed, they would immediately seek revenge and demand fairness and reason.

For thousands of years, this is the unchanging truth!

"Since that's the case, then we will have a fair and reasonable vote." Mo Zhaoxie smiled faintly and said, "Everyone is included, and some people agree to enter, and most of them stay outside, please raise your hands."

No one raised his hand.

Mo Zhaoxie was very satisfied with this answer. It seemed unreasonable, but in fact everything was reasonable. Public anger is always something that should not be easily provoked. Unless you are already invincible in the world and people and gods are not afraid.

"Please raise your hand if you agree to everyone entering."

Almost everyone raised their hands. Just kidding, who doesn’t want to go in and try their luck. Now that there is a chance, no matter how slim it is, you must hold on to it.

"Since everyone has made a choice, it means that it is meaningless to massacre the demons again." Mo Zhaoxie said, "We need to find another way now."

When the demon clan behind Mo Zhaoxie said, he was surprised. No one expected that Mo Zhaoxie's original impossible thing would be calmed down in just a few words. Perhaps the disaster of the demon clan had not been completely resolved, but at least all demon clans are absolutely safe at this time.

"What's the solution?"

"Everyone leaves the Jiuwei Tower." Mo Zhao's evil words are not astonishing as hell.

A stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves. Mo Zhaoxie's words are like a bombshell exploding among the crowd. It sets up huge waves and a huge wave.

"Don't attack evil, are you playing with us?" asked angrily.

"You kid are looking for death!" The roaring sound.

...

Mo Zhaoxie ignored it and took it indifferently. However, the demon clan behind him, even Jiucheng, felt unprecedented tension. They were really afraid that the people on the ground would suddenly rush up and tear themselves into pieces to vent their hatred.

The situation reversed instantly, and the situation on the scene was tense and there was a momentum about to break out.

"Everyone, calmness is a good quality. And listening to people finish talking is also a best virtue." Mo Zhaoxie looked like an unfathomable person there.

The noise of the crowd gradually calmed down, but the sword in his hand had no intention of putting it away. As long as Mo Zhaoxie could not give them a reasonable explanation, he immediately rushed up to tear Mo Zhaoxie apart.

"Everyone, you are waiting here. But you all know that you will not wait for the result at all. The reason why you don't leave is just to comfort yourself. In fact, there is no difference between leaving or not leaving. So, I asked everyone to leave. There is no loss for everyone at all, and it is no different from what you are doing now. I can't figure out why you are so angry and angry."

Mo Zhaoxie's words make sense, but always feel something is wrong.

"Actually, I asked everyone to leave. It's not really about leaving." Mo Zhaoxie continued, "I just want to act a play for people to see."

"to whom?"

"Give it to me!" At this moment, a huge voice suddenly sounded in the sky. "Mo Zhaoxie, it seems that keeping you is really a disaster."

"Haha," Mo Zhao smiled evilly, "You are impatient than I thought. I thought you would be more patient and would like to see you for a long time before you came forward."

"You want everyone to leave and threaten me. So that I can open the gateway ban of Jiuwei Tower and let everyone in." said the Xuwuxing, "What if I say no?"

"Since the words have been made clear, there is no need to hide." Mo Zhaoxie pointed to the people on the ground, "I have given them the road, and whether or not they can walk is their business. If they even need help from this, then why should they practice? Just go home and grow sweet potatoes."

The people on the ground are not all fools, and they have already heard the meaning of Mo Zhaoxie and the Void Existence. As long as you persist, the Void Existence will agree.

This is what is called a threat.

"Okay," the voice of the Void Existence came down, "Listen to everyone, I can open the ban and let everyone go in. But, I have a request. Kill all the demon clans!"

All the demon races were startled and their faces darkened, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Mo Zhaoxie looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!