Chapter 1704 1705 Too Self-Righteous

This miserable appearance, coupled with the dull and indifferent eyes, is like being treated by dozens of big men just now, and it is simply unbearable to look at.

Uh... evil, really evil. Miss Mu was deeply ashamed of her evil thoughts.

Looking at the tragic state of Wen Rongsong and the three, Ye Yi'an was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

If he could understand that Mu Hanyan was able to escape safely, then the current situation was completely beyond his expectations.

You must know that Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai are both ninth-order god priests, and they are even slightly stronger than him at this time. Although Kang Qingyuan is slightly weaker, he has reached the realm of eighth-order god priests. Mu Hanyan No matter how powerful it is, it won't hurt them like this, right? But the fact is in front of him, even if he is puzzled, he must accept this reality.

When she first came to the Continent of God, her strength was suppressed at the fifth-rank swordsman... No, she didn't even use the fifth-rank swordsman's strength, and she could seriously injure such a few masters.

He didn't doubt at all that the fate of Wen Rongsong and the others was Mu Hanyan's masterpiece. It was enough for the Gathering Array to explode once, and it was enough for twice. Now it has exploded three times. Even the most powerful and powerful priest in Fengcheng Temple has been injured like this. If he believes that all this is a coincidence, this thousand years Also live in vain.

As expected of a saint, only such a genius can gain the eyes of the Holy Master! At this moment, Ye Yi'an was so impressed with the vision of the Holy Master.

How could he know that if it wasn't for the fact that he had to rely on Mu Hanyan's blood to obtain those twelve inheritances, the Holy Master would actually wish to strangle Mu Hanyan to death to relieve his hatred.

On the opposite side of the high platform, Sikong Qinglan looked at Mu Hanyan, his face flushed with excitement, his whole body was shaking constantly: It was her, it must be her, except for her, who could seriously injure such a few people before officially becoming a priest A powerful temple priest.

"How can you be so kind and soft-hearted? It's time to kill these old guys." Of all the people, only Ling Baobao wasn't surprised at all, and he felt deeply sorry for Miss Mu's kind and soft-heartedness.

Mu Hanyan secretly wiped a cold sweat, and it turned out that those who were close to Zhu were red and those who were close to ink were black. After spending a long time with Huayue and others, Ling Baobao had become so cruel, but he obviously forgot where it was.

This is not the Holy Court Continent, nor the Anyun Capital City, but the Temple. Let alone whether she has the ability to kill Wen Rongsong or not, even if she does, she can't do that, otherwise she doesn't know how many eyes will be focused on her. , how could she keep the secret on her body again.

In fact, the movement just now was not small. When I heard the thunderous explosion and the screams from Wen Rongsong and several others, many young priests rushed over, waiting to see a few old priests. That miserable appearance, all stunned, squeezed at the door to a dilemma.

I want to help a few adults, but I'm afraid that they will consciously lose face and take anger on themselves, and accidentally flatter the horse's leg. But pretend that you haven't seen anything, and you are afraid that they will blame yourself for standing by and disrespecting your elders in the future. For a time, these young priests were full of entanglements and didn't know what to do.

"What happened?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and an old priest came slowly.

"My subordinates, see the Lord Priest!" The young priests finally breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully.

It turned out that this was Chu Yanghe, the chief priest of Fengcheng Temple. I saw him with white hair and a solemn appearance, and the priest's robes on his body were obviously different from others. The others were all dressed in black robes, only embroidered with white water lines on the cuffs, but he was dressed in white robes, which should be the sign of the priest of the gods.

Chu Yanghe looked at the group of people who were crowded in the hall, and then looked at Wen Rongsong, who was not far away, with a gray face and blood stains on his chest, and frowned.

"What are you doing here, what you should do." Chu Yanghe said while walking in, waving his hand.

Those young priests seemed to be on the verge of amnesty, and hurried back a few steps, but did not leave, but hid in the corner of the corridor in the distance and quietly looked here.

It's just a low-level priest entrance examination, and the three priests are so embarrassed, everyone is full of curiosity.

"Who are you?" Chu Yanghe asked with his eyes swept over Ye Yi'an, Mu Hanyan and the others.

"In Xiamu Yi'an, the guardian priest of the Mu clan in Mujia Village, I have seen adults." Seeing Ye Yi'an, he bowed slightly and saluted.

Although he is much older than Chu Yanghe, his status is different after all, so he still maintains the respect he deserves.

"Master Mu doesn't need to be too polite." Others may not have heard of Mu Yi'an's name, but Zhu Yanghe, as the chief priest of Fengcheng Temple, could not be unaware, so he said politely.

"By the way, I don't know why Mr. Mu came to Fengcheng Temple this time?" Chu Yanghe asked.

"I made a special trip to take two descendants of the Mu family to participate in the priest assessment, and something happened accidentally." Ye Yi'an replied.

"Accident?" Chu Yang and the three of them looked at the ruined hall and the gray-headed Wen Rongsong. They really couldn't think of how much of an accident it would be for such a scene.

"My lord, this Mu Hanyan is hiding a magic weapon and wants to fool around and destroy two god-gathering formations one after another. We found clues, but we couldn't find any real evidence, so we wanted to test it ourselves. Who knew that the magic weapon destroyed the formation. , even the three of us were injured like this." Wen Rongsong pointed at Mu Hanyan with a look of grief and indignation.

Not to mention others, even Ye Yi'an, who knew Mu Hanyan's origin, couldn't believe that Mu Hanyan could destroy several formations in a row, and finally seriously injured Wen Rongsong and the others, not to mention others.

Therefore, Wen Rongsong decided that Mu Hanyan was hiding an extremely powerful magic weapon, and he no longer had any previous scruples.

"What!" Chu Yanghe was shocked, his face sank, and he asked Ye Yi'an, "Master Mu, is what Master Wen said is true."

"Those formations have been in disrepair for a long time, and it is true that something went wrong, but..." Ye Yi'an replied after considering it.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Yanghe, only to hear him yelling angrily, "Mu Yi'an, it has been in disrepair for a long time, how could this formation have been in disrepair, you have become a temple priest a thousand years ago, and you are actually in disrepair. You can even say such a thing! What magical weapon is hidden in your Mu family descendant, and you have destroyed the great formation of my Fengcheng Temple!

Mu Yi'an, I should call you a senior, but you dare to condone the descendants of your Mu family to do such shameless things, did you take the temple in your eyes, and I, Chu Yang and I Keep an eye on it! "