This miserable appearance, coupled with the dull and godless gaze, is like being treated by dozens of big men just now, which is unbearable to look at.

Belch...... It's evil, it's so evil. Miss Mu was deeply ashamed of her evil thoughts.

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

If it is somewhat understandable that Mu Hanyan can get out of danger safely, then the current situation is completely beyond his expectations.

You must know that Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai are both cultivators of ninth-order god priests, even slightly stronger than him at this time, and although Kang Qingyuan's strength is slightly weaker, he has also reached the realm of eighth-order god spirit priests, no matter how powerful Mu Hanyan is, he will not hurt them like this, right? But the facts are in front of him, even if he is puzzled in his heart, he must accept such a reality.

When he first came to the Continent of Gods, his strength was suppressed at the fifth order of the swordsman...... No, she didn't even use the strength of the fifth order of the swordsman at all, and she was able to seriously injure so many masters.

He didn't doubt at all that Wen Rongsong and the three of them had come to such an end was all Mu Hanyan's masterpiece. It was enough to burst out once, twice to explode, and now it has exploded three times, and even the most powerful priest in the Fengcheng Temple has been injured like this, if he believes that all this is a coincidence, this thousand years will be in vain.

He is worthy of being a saint, and only such a genius can enter the eyes of the Holy Lord! At this moment, Ye Yi'an simply admired the vision of the Holy Lord.

How did he know, if it weren't for the fact that he had to rely on Mu Hanyan's bloodline to get the twelve inheritances, the Holy Lord would actually want to strangle Mu Hanyan to death to relieve the hatred in his heart.

On the opposite side of the high platform, Sikong Qinglan looked at Mu Hanyan, his face turned red with excitement, and his whole body was constantly trembling: It's her, it must be her, besides her, who could seriously injure such a few powerful temple priests before officially becoming a priest.

"How did you become so soft-hearted, you should kill these old guys. Among all of them, only Ling Baobao was not surprised at all, and deeply regretted Miss Mu's soft-heartedness.

Mu Hanyan wiped a handful of cold sweat, sure enough, it was close to Zhu and black, and after getting along with Hua Yue and a few people for a long time, Ling Baobao had become so ruthless, but he obviously forgot what this place was.

This is not the Holy Court Continent, let alone An Yun Jingcheng, but the Divine Temple, not to mention whether she has the ability to kill Wen Rongsong and a few people, even if she has, she can't do that, otherwise I don't know how many eyes will be on her, how can she keep the secret on her body again.

In fact, the movement just now was not small, hearing the thunderous explosion, as well as the screams of Wen Rongsong and a few people, many young priests rushed over, and when they saw the miserable appearance of several old priests, they were all stunned, crowded at the door and were in a dilemma.

I want to help a few adults, but I'm afraid that they will feel embarrassed and angry at themselves, and accidentally slap the horse's legs, in case this matter goes out and sweeps their face, maybe they will hate themselves, but pretend not to see anything, and I'm afraid that they will blame themselves for standing by and disrespecting their elders in the future. For a moment, the young priests were torn and didn't know what to do.

"What's going on?" Just then, a majestic voice rang out, and an old priest came slowly.

"Your subordinates, see the Lord Priest!" the young priests finally breathed a sigh of relief and saluted respectfully.

It turned out that this was Chu Yanghe, the chief priest of the Fengcheng Temple, and I saw that he had white hair and a solemn appearance, and the priest's robe on his body was obviously different from others. While the others were dressed in black robes with white threads embroidered only on the cuffs, he was dressed in white, which was supposed to be the sign of the main priest of the gods.

Chu Yanghe looked at the crowd of people crowded in the main hall, and then looked at Wen Rongsong and the three of them, who were gray-headed and dirty-faced not far away, and their chests were still stained with blood, and frowned.

"What are you doing here, what are you going to do. Chu Yanghe waved his hand and said as he walked inside.

The young priests hurried back a few steps as if they were about to be amnestied, but instead of leaving, they hid in the corner of the cloister in the distance and quietly looked this way.

It was just a lowest-level priest entrance examination, and it made the three priests so embarrassed that everyone was full of curiosity.

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

"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, after all, his status is different, so he still maintains the respect he deserves.

"Lord Mu doesn't have to be polite. "Others may not have heard of Mu Yi'an's name, Zhu Yanghe, as the chief priest of Fengcheng Temple, but it is impossible not to know, so he also said politely.

"By the way, I don't know what Lord Mu is doing when he comes to Fengcheng Shrine 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 I accidentally had some accidents. Ye Yi'an replied.

"Accident?" Chu Yanghe looked at the messy hall and the gray-faced Wen Rongsong, and he really couldn't think of how much of an accident it would take to be such a scene.

"My lord, this Mu Hanyan body hidden magic weapon wants to get through the trick, and destroys the two god-gathering formations one after another, we found the clues, but we can't find real evidence, so we want to test it personally, who knows that the magic weapon destroyed the formation, and even the three of us were injured like this. Wen Rongsong pointed at Mu Hanyan with a sad and angry face and said.

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 now decided that Mu Hanyan had an extremely powerful magic weapon hidden in his body, and he no longer had any previous scruples.

"What!" Chu Yanghe was taken aback, his face sank, and he asked Ye Yi'an, "Lord Mu, is what Lord Wen said true?" ”

"Those formations have been in disrepair for a long time, and they are indeed going wrong, but ......," Ye Yi'an replied after thinking about it.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Yanghe, only to hear him shout angrily, "Mu Yi'an, in disrepair, how can this formation be in disrepair, you have become a priest of the temple a thousand years ago, and you can even say such a thing! What kind of magic weapon is hidden in you, the descendant of the Mu family, who has destroyed the Great Gathering Array of my Fengcheng Divine Temple like this!"

Mu Yi'an, if I want to talk about it, I should call you a senior, but you dare to connive at the descendants of your Mu family to do such a shameless thing, have you put the temple in your eyes, and put me Chu Yanghe in your eyes!"