"Huh." Ling Luo chuckled lightly and said, "The folk girl is ugly, it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, I am afraid that it will stain your eyes and disturb His Highness Sheen, that is the real crime to be punished." ”

The bishop was already fierce, he glared at Ling Luo hatefully, then turned his head to Luo Xien and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't listen to this people's witch to confuse the people, there will be something strange under the hat, this seat will go and take it down for her." ”

Hearing that the bishop was coming to take off his hat, Ling Luo couldn't help but take a step back.

At such a time, it is obviously not wise to expose your face.

As if she had a heart in her heart, at the moment when Ling Luo retreated, Xuanyuan Yu stepped forward and blocked in front of her.

The eagle talons stretched out by the bishop with strong wind were grabbed by Xuanyuan Yu with one hand.

"My young lady can also move?" Xuanyuan Yu scolded, playing the role of a heartfelt guard.

The bishop was already the highest cultivator in this Ice Yao Temple, and it was never before that he was kidnapped with such a move.

He stretched out his other hand, the palm of which contained an aqua blue halo, and as soon as he made a move, it was a fierce and raging water dragon, rushing towards Xuanyuan Yu's face door and slashing towards it.

Xuanyuan Yu's face did not change, and his other big palm drew a golden formation in the air, firmly blocking the bishop's attack.

"Golden Cultivator?" The bishop was shocked, and a trace of fierceness crossed his eyes, "You are from the Jialan Empire!" ”

Xuanyuan Yu sneered, and without saying a word, he hit the bishop in the abdomen with a heavy fist and smashed it hard.

"Poof—"

Lord Bishop spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body took more than a dozen steps back, leaning on the hard thousand-year-old ice divine pillar behind him to stabilize his body.

Roshien looked at Xuanyuan in disbelief with a shocked expression.

This person is simply outrageously strong.

"Your Excellency, Bishop!"

"Your Excellency, you're fine, are you?"

The thirteen clergy in charge of the conjuring ritual in the temple stepped forward one after another and supported the bishop's injured body.

What a shame it is to trample on the majesty of the bishop in the Temple of Ice Shine.

"Thirteen of you, go up and take down those two traitors to this throne and take back the pupil of the temple's holy relic!" The bishop's face was gloomy, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand.

After hearing the order, the thirteen clerics quickly rushed forward and firmly surrounded Xuanyuan Yu and Ling Luo in a circle.

A bloody battle was about to begin, and the ordinary people in the Ice Yao Temple all showed panic on their faces and withdrew from the temple one after another, so as not to be innocently harmed.

That is, in an instant, there were less than a hundred people left in the huge Ice Yao Temple.

In addition to the tense princely guards and temple guards, there was also Qin Xiaoya, who was watching the show on the sidelines, and the soldiers in disguise he brought.

"His Royal Highness Prince Sheehan, are you planning to fight in groups?" Ling Luo knew that a battle was inevitable, and he no longer retreated.

Luo Xien's face was tense, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he said, "As long as the girl leaves the pupil of the feather, everything is easy to say." ”

Offending the powerful Golden Cultivators from the Jialan Empire was also not a wise act.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked slightly, and he sneered: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do this." ”

Now that her face has been torn, there is no need for her to disguise it anymore, she will steal it sooner or later anyway, it is better to just grab it in the light!