As the gestures of the seven people changed, six golden haloes appeared again.
A total of seven golden haloes were suspended above Leng Zhou's head, and the spells in them were running rapidly.
Leng Zhou's actions seemed to be imprisoned and he could not take another step forward. He raised his eyes and asked, "Is this your method of trial?"
After saying this lightly, Leng Zhou's eyes suddenly turned and stared at the Seven Masters of Fuchen: "Tell me, what crime are you trying me for now?"
“Those who have no judgment before them are committing the same sin as those above!”
The voices of the seven people sounded like an order, and the golden halo suddenly dropped, and it was about to fall on Leng Zhou.
"Are you worthy of calling yourself a judge?" Leng Zhou grinned.
The bell in his hand shook violently.
Ring ring ring!
The dull sound of bells suddenly sounded.
The sound of the bell changed, and the power pouring out of the cursed bell also materialized.
It is a stream of black and white auras. The auras are based on the golden aperture and are attached towards the aperture.
After a while, five of the seven golden haloes turned into black and white haloes.
"How dare you be so presumptuous!"
When the seven people saw this scene, they gave a cold shout.
Everyone recited a mantra silently, and the golden halo suddenly decomposed and then reorganized.
However, even if the Judgment Aperture is reorganized, the black and white atmosphere on its surface still exists.
"Is it fun?"
Seeing the seven people's faces stiffen, Leng Zhou shouted.
The person in the middle of the seven suddenly stepped forward, waved his fly whisk and shouted:
"Shackles of sin!"
The seven rings of judgment suspended above Leng Zhou's head suddenly turned into chains, entangling Leng Zhou who had not even taken a step forward.
The more Leng Zhou struggled, the more powerful the thunder on the chain became.
Waves of golden thunder power continued to pour out to attack Leng Zhou, who was unable to resist.
Despite this, Leng Zhou still had a ferocious smile on his face: "Aren't you the Seven Masters of Whiskers? Why are there five shackles of sin? Where are the shackles of sin of the other two people?"
Leng Zhou was still provoking the Seven Masters of Fuchen.
The Seven Masters of Fuchen had already started the trial and no longer paid attention to Leng Zhou's crazy words.
They were used to seeing all kinds of sinners, and each sinner had the same reaction as Leng Zhou when he was judged.
"Haha...why don't you speak?"
Leng Zhou suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly: "How come one person casts the shackles of sin? Where are the other six people? Do you only have the five shackles of sin like him?"
"In other words, do you have fewer shackles of sin? That won't work. There is no binding force, and the sinner will run away."
The laughter filled with madness exploded in this cemetery, and even spread inside the cemetery.
Most of the cultivators in this cemetery heard Leng Zhou's crazy laughter.
Some people even judged from his crazy words that his opponent was the Seven Masters of Fuchen.
Realizing that the Seven Masters of Fuchen were coming, many people chose to avoid them.
Even though Leng Zhou was going crazy, the seven of them remained calm.
They were not affected by Leng Zhou's words, and it was still the middle one among the seven who unfolded the shackles of sin.
"I'm helping you point out your weaknesses, why don't you listen?"
Leng Zhou suddenly calmed down and said seriously: "Such a binding force cannot trap a sinner."
The faint voice fell, and the shackles of sin that bound Leng Zhou suddenly broke. Leng Zhou waved his hand, and the remaining two judgment apertures shattered.
Click!
Leng Zhou had achieved this, but the expressions of the seven people still didn't change much.
"The trial continues!"
When Leng Zhou took a few steps, the voices of seven people came from behind.
"Again?"
A gust of wind blew by, and seven people gathered around Leng.
Just as Leng Zhou mentioned the cursed bell, he discovered that the cursed bell was covered with talismans from unknown time.
Following the movements of the seven people, these charms suddenly lit up with golden light.
The cursed bell is sealed.
"Why are you so annoying?" Leng Zhoulai got angry and threw away the cursed bell. He suddenly stepped forward and launched an offensive.
However, his offensive is gradually weakening.
Even the attack range has been reduced!
For the first time, Leng Zhou realized the intimidating power of the seven masters of whisking, and finally no longer underestimated the seven.
It must have taken seven people to release the Judgment Prison. The Judgment Prison must not have been closed yet.
In order to escape, Leng Zhou targeted the cultivators passing by.
As long as he can contact the practitioners outside the trial prison, he can escape.
He underestimated the closing speed of the trial prison, but fortunately he released a ray of spiritual power.
"Oops!"
As Shen Guang was about to leave, he suddenly felt a cold spiritual power behind him.
That mental force was like a hand clamping tightly around his neck, making him almost speechless.
"You are locked by his mental power." The forbidden axis sensed Leng Zhou's mental power and prepared to cut it off, but was locked instead.
"Um... I'm also locked." The forbidden axis looked at Jiang Shenwu with an innocent expression.
Jiang Shenwu looked at the two of them, eager to try.
"Wait!"
Divine Light and Forbidden Axis stopped Jiang Shenwu without hesitation.
If Jiang Shenwu is targeted, their entire army will be wiped out.
"Forbidden axis, how can we break free from the restraints?" Shen Guang turned to ask the forbidden axis.
"I guess he must have been restrained by some kind of judgment power from the Seven Masters. In order to escape, he tried to find a way to lock other practitioners with his mental power. This should be a means of escape," said the forbidden axis.
"You can escape just by cutting off his mental power?" Jiang Shenwu thought about how to cut off Leng Zhou's mental power.
"The most direct way to cut off mental power is to use mental power." Shen Guang's face was grim: "But if it doesn't work well, it might be the same as him."
The sealing shaft is deflated.
Jiang Shenwu thought for a while and directly drew the Qinghong Sword.
Maybe I can use Qinghong Sword to split this spiritual power.
"Wait a moment!"
The Forbidden Axis shouted hurriedly.
The two looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"The target of the Qinghong Sword is too big and can be easily targeted." The concern about banning the axis is another point: "Furthermore, we don't know whether the Seven Masters of Fuchen know that this is Zhou Shuo's sword. If so, it might not be possible for the gang to
This guy is trying us as well."
"I understand." Shen Guang shook his head helplessly: "I think Leng Zhou is right. Those seven people are sometimes very stubborn and always say some self-righteous truths, but they are actually useless."
Ever since his mental power was locked, Leng Zhou could roughly sense the divine light and the aura of the forbidden axis.
Now that the mental power connection is successful, Leng Zhou can even hear Shenguang's evaluation of the Seven Masters: "It turns out I'm not the only one who thinks so."
The moment Leng Zhou's voice sounded in his mind, Shen Guang was stunned: "Can you hear me?"
"Can't you also hear me?" Leng Zhou responded to Shen Guang.
Hearing Leng Zhou's voice, Shen Guang didn't feel that he was a desperate man, but rather that he was at ease.
An ominous premonition suddenly occurred in my heart.