"Do you know who you're talking to?"

The disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment looked towards Mo Wuchen with unkind faces, and Dongchuan was silent for a moment, and a cold light suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"You don't need to know, you don't want to know. ”

Mo Wuchen shook his head and continued, "Fang Cai, it was your disciple of the Disillusionment Temple who showed his killing intent first, but he didn't see you stop it, and Shi Yan had no choice but to perform the Great Technique of Life and Death, but at this moment, you want him to give you an explanation, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

His words were soft, but they clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!

The disciple of the Temple of Disillusionment had an even more furious face.

Someone stood up and shouted angrily, "Great Elder, this person has no respect for you, I suggest that he be suppressed directly, and the sect will be sent down later!"

"Yes, if I don't take down this person today, what face will I have in the Temple of Disillusionment and gain a foothold in the Eastern Wilderness?"

Dongchuan raised his hand and quieted down the disciples.

In his deep gaze, a touch of extreme coldness flashed, but he didn't make a move on Mo Wuchen at the first time, but looked towards Elder Taishang and Huo Du, "What's the matter?

"Dongchuan Daoyou misunderstood, this ...... I'm not a disciple of the Thoughtless Sect......"

Elder Taishang spoke truthfully, but in fact, he sneered in his heart, and he was the only one present who knew Mo Wuchen's cultivation.

Don't say it's you Dongchuan, even if the Holy Lord of the Temple of Disillusionment is here, the other party can crush it with one finger, but at this moment, Dongchuan still doesn't know that he is about to be in a catastrophe.

"Not a disciple of the Wunian Sect?"

Hearing this, Dongchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "That's better, even so, if the old man wants to kill this person, he doesn't need to worry about you Wunian Sect." ”

"Boom!"

With that, he waved his big sleeves in the void, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were dark, and the terrifying imperial power filled the void, as if it was about to crush the entire heavenly vault.

A big earthy yellow hand appeared, covering the sky and the sun, containing a terrifying power of law, surrounded by holy light, like the hand of the heavenly firmament, and suppressed towards Mo Wuchen.

"Senior, be careful!"

Shi Yan instinctively exclaimed, although he knew that Mo Wuchen's strength was very strong, but how strong it was, he had no concept of comparison.

And the person who made the move at this moment was the Great Elder of the Disillusionment Temple, who had the cultivation of the Emperor Realm, and looked at the entire Eastern Wilderness, and was also an absolute top figure.

"I don't know what to do, I deserve to die!"

"After this person is killed, the Wunian Sect must also be investigated, and they can't get out of this matter. ”

Not far away, all the disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment sneered, looking at Mo Wuchen like a dead man, without the slightest sympathy on their faces.

"Boom!"

However, just as they spoke, the big void hand that fell towards Mo Wuchen suddenly exploded out of thin air, turning into a boundless wave of qi, rolling and sweeping in all directions.

"What's going on?"

This scene made everyone's faces shocked, and they didn't understand what was going on at all.

"Huh?"

Dongchuan frowned, his eyes looked around the void, and he suddenly spoke, "He Fang Daoyou is here, please show up!"

He was surprised in his heart, in Dongchuan's opinion, someone must have secretly helped Mo Wuchen and defused his attack.

But he has been in the Wunian Sect for so long, but he has never sensed the existence of a hidden aura around him, unless the person who is hiding is far above him, otherwise it is impossible for him not to find out.

The void was calm, and no one answered Dongchuan's words, which made his brows furrow even more.

"The old man is the great elder of the Temple of Disillusionment, this son offends me, although I don't know what your relationship is with him, but the old man advises, I am the best not to interfere in the matter of the Temple of Disillusionment. ”

Dongchuan snorted coldly and spoke into the void again, obviously, the other party ignored him, making his face a little unpleasant.

All around, a group of disciples of the Wunian Sect were surprised on their faces, they never thought that Mo Wuchen was hiding behind him, protecting him.

It's no wonder that in the past six months, Elder Taishang has always been polite to this person, and now it seems that this Mo Wuchen must have an extraordinary origin.

"Is it really as we guessed before, this Mo Wuchen is the Holy Son in a holy place?"

"It shouldn't be, if he is really the Holy Son, it is impossible for the Great Elder of Dongchuan and these disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment not to recognize him, I think it is possible, it will be someone from the Ancient Family. ”

The disciples had a lot of discussions, and Mo Wuchen had been in the Wunian Sect for half a year, and during these six months, they had naturally seen each other.

It's just that no one knows the origin of Mo Wangchen.

"Don't forget the dust?"

Hearing the words of these people, in mid-air, Dongchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was pondering something.

He searched through the memories in his mind, but he couldn't find the slightest memory of the name Mo Wuchen.

Moreover, among the younger generation, I have never heard of Mo Wuchen, and in the Eastern Wilderness, there is no Guwu family surnamed Mo.

"Although I don't know where you come from, the old man advises you, it's best to be obediently restrained, facing my Temple of Disillusionment, the person behind you will not be able to protect you. Dongchuan looked at Mo Wangchen again.

"You may be mistaken, but there is no one behind me who is sheltering. Mo Wangchen's tone was still flat.

"So you are making a mistake, could it be that just now, you took action by yourself and failed to defuse the attack of the Great Elder?"

"It's ridiculous, even those Saint Son-level geniuses don't dare to say that they can do this, who do you think you are?"

Without waiting for Dongchuan to speak, those disciples of the Disillusionment Temple sneered first, and their eyes all looked at Mo Wuchen with disdain.

"I'm talking to you Great Elders, do you have a right to interject here?"

Mo Wuchen looked sideways slightly, looking at the few people who were talking, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Boom!"

In an instant, there was an invisible coercion, spreading from him, like a mountain, pressing towards those people.

The bodies of these people shook violently, as if they had been struck by lightning, their faces instantly turned pale, they couldn't help but spit blood, their steps retreated, staggered, and were about to fall to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Faced with this sudden scene, everyone around was shocked and didn't understand what was happening.

Why did Mo Wuchen just glance at it, and those people vomited blood and retreated, as if they had been hit hard?

"You ......"

High in the sky, Dongchuan felt a shock in his heart, others may not have noticed anything, but at that moment just now, he felt a powerful and invincible aura on Mo Wuchen's body.

That kind of aura, so powerful that he had never felt it even in front of the Holy Lord of the Temple of Disillusionment.

(End of chapter)