Yang Bo stood on the high platform with a stern look in his eyes. He raised his head and looked towards the sky, not paying attention to Song Zhenchao's movements at all.
"I, Yang Bo, swear to God that everything I say below is true!"
"Song Zhenchao threatened Emperor Fengdu, framed Emperor Fengdu, and attempted to kill Emperor Fengdu!"
"Emperor Fengdu was ordered by heaven and approved by heaven. What Song Zhenchao did was really a blasphemy against heaven!"
"I hope Heaven will punish this gang!"
As Yang Bo spoke, the originally clear sky suddenly turned dark.
Song Zhenchao had already rushed over, but he suddenly stood still because he could feel that as long as he took a step forward, he might be struck by lightning.
Under the thick black clouds, there is infinite power of thunder and lightning!
A majestic pressure from heaven swept over him. This pressure from heaven made it difficult for him to breathe and made him unable to move.
Song Zhenchao¡¯s face was full of shock. He stared in the direction of Yang Bo and could see the corners of Yang Bo¡¯s mouth raised. The smile on his face was three parts mocking, four parts cool and five parts disdainful.
This is clearly mocking him!
Song Zhenchao didn¡¯t dare to move, or even dare to kill Yang Bo, because he had already deeply felt that the law of heaven would kill his clone. If he did it forcefully, the law of heaven would probably implicate his true self!
Even Daluo Jinxian will be afraid of the way of heaven!
"Boom!"
Thunder and lightning gathered in the sky, and a thunder and lightning that was more than ten feet thick fell on Song Zhenchao!
The thunder and lightning are so dazzling that people can¡¯t help but close their eyes.
However, the monks at the scene all had their eyes widened. They all stared at the center of the thunder and lightning, watching the lightning strike on the black shadow.
The power of thunder and lightning spread, instantly dissipating into smoke and turning into flying ashes.
At this time, Yang Bo took out the Book of Life and Death again and shouted: "Take it!"
A ray of remnant soul fell into the Book of Life and Death and turned into faint words.
Yang Bo put away Qingyun Peak, turned around and left.
The dark clouds have dispersed and the sky and earth are clear.
The scene was completely silent, and everyone was deeply shocked.
Everyone stared at Yang Bo¡¯s disappearing back, feeling that this figure was so tall!
This is the power of gods!
Yang Bogui is the Lord of the Underworld. He is no longer an ordinary monk. He is a god recognized by Heaven and is protected by Heaven!
In the past, everyone didn¡¯t know much about the four words ¡°Heaven¡¯s Protection¡± and just thought it was ordinary. However, after seeing this scene, everyone truly understood the meaning contained in it.
"The protection of heaven is not a slogan, but something that can really be done!"
Yang Bo¡¯s use of the Book of Life and Death in the emerging world was not only not judged by Heaven as a public weapon for private use, but Song Zhenchao was punished for false accusations!
This is God¡¯s protection!
Illegitimate son of heaven!
How terrifying!
Everyone looked at each other for a long time, but no one spoke.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a female nun walked out of the Yaochi. The female nun stood in front and said, ¡°Please line up in the order in which you submitted your invitations.¡±
"Next, the headmaster will receive everyone in order."
"If there are any unruly people, leave as soon as possible. Don't force yourself into Yaochi. They will easily be killed by the headmaster!"
No one at the scene will admit that they have evil intentions.
You can know the consequences just by looking at the treatment of the two fellow Taoists. Zhang Yunbo and Song Zhenchao are both clones of Daluo Jinxian, and their clones were all beheaded!
The scene of thunder and lightning falling was still before our eyes, and no one dared to say a word.
The female cultivator snorted coldly, "Please come forward, monks from the Tianlong Sect."
Among the crowd, a young monk quickly followed and followed the female monk into Yaochi.
Until this moment, everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at each other and laughed.
"I really didn't expect that Yang Bo would have such strength, that he could really defeat Daluo Jinxian's clone!"
"If this continues, as long as the shackles of cultivation in this world are not let go for a day, won't it be able to consolidate its advantage, even if we, as Da Luo Jinxian, are of no use?"
"This should be the case normally. Even as Daluo Jinxian, we don't have many advantages over Yang Bo!"
??"Actually, no matter which era changes, this situation will happen. It's just that in the past, it was good for the local genius monks to be lucky enough to kill Daluo Jinxian's clone, but Yang Bo seems to still have some energy left!"
"If Yang Bo's advantage continues, it will be inevitable for him to become the Lord of the Taoist Court!"
As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone on the scene looked at the person who spoke.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged monk. He was stunned for a moment, "Did I say something wrong?"
Someone at the scene asked: "Are you hostile to Yang Bo?"
The middle-aged monk was frightened and waved his hands quickly: "Fellow Taoists, I have absolutely no hostility towards Fellow Taoist Yang. I am not a clone of Da Luo Jinxian, I am just an ordinary monk!"
"Everyone, please don't talk nonsense. I have no hostility towards Fellow Daoist Yang!"
The middle-aged monk was panic-stricken. He saw Yang Bo killing Daluo Jinxian's clone. How could he dare to admit that he was hostile?
He just wants a time crystal for his Daluo Jinxian, and has no other ideas at all!
Everyone at the scene shifted their attention, but it¡¯s hard to say what everyone thought.
Because of Yang Bo¡¯s ability, everyone had more thoughts.
Originally, everyone didn¡¯t think too much about it, but now they have to consider cooperating with Yang Bo. If they want to cooperate, they have to submit a petition. A monk like this who is hostile to Yang Bo is undoubtedly the best candidate to submit a petition.
Zheng Xuanyuan sighed, but did not dare to speak anymore. He was afraid that if he spoke, others would catch him.
Now, any sentence may be over-interpreted!
Zhao Daosheng laughed and said nothing more.
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Yaochi.
As soon as Yang Bo walked back, he saw No. 4 rushing forward.
No. 4 stopped Yang Bo, "Why don't you drag me out with you?"
"I can see it clearly, you have become a saint!"
"With such a good opportunity, you should grab me. That man used the Dragon Cry Sword, which is clearly a belonging of my Sword Sect. Just let me help you deal with it!"
Yang Bo looked at No. 4 and chuckled, "Since you've seen it, why didn't you go out and help me?"
"Fellow Taoist No. 4, you are envious of me appearing in front of others, why didn't you create some opportunities for yourself?"
"If you were too late to react when dealing with Zhang Yunbo, but you should have enough time to get out when dealing with Song Zhenchao!"
Number 4 suddenly froze, "Fellow Daoist Yang, if I had your strength, would I still need you to tell me?"
"If I had enough strength, I would definitely rush out early in the morning!"
"I'm almost going crazy from being held back. I really want to pretend like you!"
Yang Bo said disdainfully: "Since you don't have the strength, then don't force me!"
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