Chapter 1977

Making Bogus Accusations

Zhuowen was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He took out his flames and burned the female cultivator's corpse to ashes before continuing to rush forward.

When Zhuowen had completely left this place, the cultivators who had lowered their heads slowly raised their heads. They looked at Zhuowen's back. Other than fear, there was also a trace of disdain.

"This person is definitely an evil cultivator. The old man and the other two had already escaped the calamity of the gatekeeper, but I didn't expect that they couldn't escape from this person's ruthless hands. How pitiful!"

"En, en, I wonder how Mo Ziyu is doing?

This evil cultivator is ruthless. I hope that Mo Ziyu won't be killed by this person. "

In the tunnel, many cultivators were discussing spiritedly. In their hearts, they had already labeled Zhuowen as an unpardonable heinous person.

When Zhuowen jumped out of the tunnel, he landed on an incomparably hard rock.

Looking around, Zhuowen discovered that this was an incomparably huge meteorite. Its surface area was even larger than a planet.

However, the surface of the meteorite was bare, without any vegetation covering it. Even the buildings here were made of ice-cold black stone.

"It seems that there are more newcomers. There are quite a lot of newcomers this time. When did the cultivators from outside the Star Field become so rich?"

A cold voice sounded. In the open space in front of them, three figures walked over. The one who spoke was a bald man.

This bald man had a green tattoo on his head. There was a trace of ruffian on his face. He looked at Zhuowen impudently.

"Newcomer, it's your first time at the Receiving Heaven Stone, right? Scram over there!"

The bald man curled his lips towards the right. On the right was a rather spacious square. There were seven or eight figures standing in the square.

Zhuowen discovered that Mo Ziyu and the old man were also among them.

Zhuowen took another look at Mo Ziyu. This Mo Ziyu didn't seem to have any injuries at all. His clothes were neat and his aura was vigorous. There were no traces of battle at all.

This made Zhuowen a little suspicious. Could it be that the death of the black robed old man and the other two was related to Mo Ziyu?

Zhuowen walked to the square and stood not far from Mo Ziyu. Mo Ziyu glanced at Zhuowen, then cupped his hands towards Zhuowen and said with a smile, "Brother, is there something on my face?"

Zhuowen waved his hand and said indifferently, "That's not it. It's just that I saw Brother Mo generously helping three Fellow Daoists before. It's just that I don't see those three Fellow Daoists now, so I just find it strange."

Mo Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly. However, he smiled and said, "After entering the tunnel, we parted ways with the three of them. As for why the three of them have yet to come out, I am also extremely curious."

"I see!"

Zhuowen nodded his head and did not ask any more questions. Although he was suspicious about the cause of death of the three people, he did not have any evidence in his hands. Therefore, it would be a little hard to conclude that Mo Ziyu was the murderer.

Sou sou sou!

Not long after Zhuowen came out, figures flew over one after another. In an instant, twenty to thirty figures flew out from the entrance of the tunnel.

The bald man obviously did not expect so many cultivators to appear all of a sudden. His gaze immediately darkened as he shouted in a low voice, "Did you all pay the Divine Level Stones to enter?

You, a piece of trash in the late stage of the Heavenly God Stage, have ten million Divine Level Stones?

And you … "

The bald man pointed at the weaker cultivators among the twenty or so cultivators and spoke in an extremely loud voice.

The few cultivators whose names were pointed out blushed and couldn't help but lower their heads. This bald man's words were not polite at all.

Mo Ziyu looked at the twenty or so cultivators that had just appeared in surprise. Weren't these the cultivators that had been lingering at the entrance of the tunnel?

Previously, these cultivators had been blocked outside the entrance because they did not have enough Divine Level Stones. How did they all come in now?

"Speak. If you don't speak, I'll cripple you one by one and throw you out." The bald man said impatiently.

"Don't, sir. We didn't barge in here without permission. It's because of this person!" A cultivator suddenly pointed at Zhuowen and said sternly.

The bald man turned to look at Zhuowen and said indifferently: "Him?

Could it be that he helped you pay for all the Divine Level Stones you needed?

Do you think there's such a stupid person in this world? "

With that, the bald man couldn't help but laugh out loud. The two people beside him also sneered.

"No, it's this person who killed the two black armored cultivators guarding the entrance. Moreover, he told us that as long as he was here, he could guarantee that we would enter the entrance. He also said that the Dark Illusion Sect was nothing and that we would definitely be fine if we followed behind him!

Sir, this has nothing to do with us. It was all instigated by this person. If you want to look for someone, look for him! "

Another cultivator also pointed at Zhuowen, distorting the truth.

It wasn't just this cultivator, but the rest of the cultivators also blamed Zhuo Wen for this.

They even talked about the process of the black robed old man and the other two being killed, as well as the matter of the young female cultivator being humiliated to death.

All of a sudden, many of the cultivators present looked at Zhuo Wen with strange gazes.

Mo Ziyu, who was standing not far from Zhuo Wen, glanced at Zhuo Wen. He finally understood the meaning behind Zhuo Wen's question. It turned out that Zhuo Wen had found the three corpses in the tunnel.

"So that's how it is. No wonder Miss Han Han and the other two haven't come out yet. So they were killed by you."

Miss Han Han is a pure and innocent girl, yet she was humiliated by you and you even killed her afterwards. You truly deserve to die a thousand times over! "

Mo Ziyu took a few steps away from Zhuowen, her starry eyes staring coldly at Zhuowen, and said righteously.

"Not only are you scum, you're even worse than a beast. How can you let such a person in? You must kill him and throw him out."

Immediately, the rest of the cultivators started to jeer, all of them pointing fingers at Zhuowen with righteous indignation. Even the twenty or so cultivators who had followed Zhuowen into this place stood on the moral high ground, wantonly pointing fingers at Zhuowen.

Zhuowen silently stood in place, facing the accusations of the crowd, as well as the monstrous killing intent of the bald man and his two companions.

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 faces in front of him, Zhuowen sneered in his heart. These people were just a group of selfish people. They had received Zhuowen's help in disguise, but they didn't know how to be grateful at all. Instead, they blamed everything on Zhuowen.

Some cultivators even suggested that they should kill Zhuowen immediately. They couldn't wait for Zhuowen to die immediately.

"I found the corpses of the black-robed old man and the other two from the spatial distortion in the tunnel. By the time I found them, the three of them were already dead. As for who killed them, I believe the murderer knows very well."

Speaking up to here, Zhuowen looked deeply at Mo Ziyu, who was not far away.

At first, he didn't suspect Mo Ziyu, but when the cultivators who came in mentioned the cause of death of the black-robed old man and his two companions, Mo Ziyu's actions were a bit strange. He even blamed everything on Zhuowen.

Zhuowen could feel that Mo Ziyu had a guilty conscience, and Zhuowen had become his scapegoat, so he immediately pushed all the blame on Zhuowen.

Mo Ziyu's gaze was slightly gloomy. He coldly looked at Zhuowen and said, "What a shameless person!

Things have already reached this point, and you still want to find a scapegoat?

I have to say, this method of yours is really stupid. "

"This kind of person is really disgusting. We clearly saw that this person was holding Miss Han Han's body, and he still wants to deny it. It really refreshes my understanding."

"Yes!

If you still have some conscience, immediately tie your hands, kneel on the ground, and apologize to the three corpses. Then, like a man, take all the responsibility. After all, you were the one who killed the guards at the entrance. "

The condemnation in the field became more and more intense. Everyone pointed at Zhuowen, wishing that Zhuowen would immediately die.

The bald man's eyes slowly narrowed, and a wave of killing intent surged out from his body.

He didn't care about the twenty to thirty cultivators who suddenly rushed out. Instead, he walked towards Zhuowen and stared at Zhuowen. "Is what they said true?"

"Could it be that you are also from the Dark Illusion Sect?"

Zhuowen raised his eyebrows. He knew that the bald man wasn't asking about the three corpses, but about the black-armored cultivator guarding the entrance.

"Looks like it's true. That's right, I, Rui Wu, am a third-generation disciple of the Dark Illusion Sect. You dare to kill a disciple of the Dark Illusion Sect. But usually, people like you die the fastest."

As he spoke, the bald man grinned, and two huge meteor hammers appeared in his hands.

Rumble!

The bald man laughed sinisterly. He held the huge meteor hammers with both hands and smashed them heavily on Zhuowen's head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The meteor hammers whistled in the wind, and a strong pressure accumulated. The ground under Zhuowen and the bald man cracked inch by inch, and countless cracks like tortoise shells appeared.

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. The bald man was not weak. Although he was only a two-disaster true god, the fire aura on him was very strong. He was probably an expert who had survived more than ten fires.

Zhuo Wen withdrew the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword and slashed out horizontally. Wisps of sword light poured out and transformed into misty specks of light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were continuous collisions. The bald man was actually forced to retreat under the attack of the sword light.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, took advantage of the moment the bald man retreated with extreme speed to drill into the man's empty space.

The purple sword landed accurately on the bald man's chest, only a few inches away from his heart.

The bald man was shocked and broke out in cold sweat. He roared and forced himself to move to the left. The purple sword deviated and pierced through his left arm. With a slash, his left arm was immediately cut off.

"Die!"

Although the bald man was shocked by Zhuowen's strength, he was also a ruthless person. He didn't care about the pain of his broken arm at all. He raised the meteor hammer with his remaining right hand and smashed it toward Zhuowen's head.