Chapter 3833 4.1433 Saintess?

Mo Lian, Duan Yue and the others outside were all mournful.

They didn't wait for their Joe, but a bunch of inexplicable thunder and fire.

These thunder fires don't have eyes, they slash directly at them, and they treat them like Gu Yixuan, Lin Zhener and others, no different...

At the same time, the surrounding bushes suddenly made a rustling sound.

Suddenly, a bunch of strangers with knives and swords rushed out from all directions, shouting at them.

The leading old man, seeing Mo Lian and the others crowded around here, saw that he was deliberately disturbing the saint's practice, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"You bunch of Xiao Xiaos!" The Feng Clan worshiper raised his hand, pointed at Mu Xingchen and the others, and scolded, "Wrap them all around me! All the Xiao Xiao disciples, how dare to disturb our saintess' promotion? Kill it."

Hello, uncle, how are you?

Suddenly came out of the grass nest, can't help but say that they will be operated on?

Who is the saint? You speak clearly.

Mo Lian and the others looked at each other in dismay. Who is this group of people who suddenly jumped out?

Why did they surround them inexplicably?

You have to kill and chop down at every turn, so I'm afraid it's not a sick person.

"This old man, you have something to say!" Duanyue glanced at the beard and stared at the big enshrined Feng Clan, and inexplicably felt that there were a lot of people in front of her. It seems that maybe... Maybe they have something to do with Qiao Qiao?

He squinted at Mo Lian.

Prince Mo looked puzzled, and replied Duanyue, "I don't know."

What is a saint who is not a saint, how does he know?

Furthermore, when it comes to saintess, Prince Mo, just like Qiao Qiao, thinks of the annoying Sun and Moon Temple saintess Nie Yaoguang.

Nie Yaoguang killed someone on Du Chunjiang, and then he heard the wind and fled, but he never caught her, and he didn't know if he retreated into Tianyun's lair.

In that room, the Feng Clan's great worshiper raised his hand and ordered Feng Changqing to lead people to surround Mo Lian, Duan Yue, Mu Xingchen and the others.

More than 2,000 powerful gods came out of their nests, and everyone was dumbfounded, okay?

What the hell is this situation?

They came to Fengmulin to experience, how could they meet such a group of funny people who couldn't help but cut down when they caught them?

As the saying goes, more ants kill elephants.

With so many god-level powerhouses, even Mo Lian and Duanyue felt a bit of a headache, not to mention the two leading worshippers and the young man, at first glance, they were still in the super-spiritual state.

It's a bit tiring to resist...

Inexplicably erecting so many powerful enemies is not necessary at all, right?

What's more, Mo Lian and the others have no idea at all, and they don't know why the other party is surrounded by so many people with so many people.

Mu Xingchen stepped forward and said quickly, "Everyone, if you have something to say, I don't know who you are?"

"You don't have to care who we are!" The old worshiper scolded with a beard, "As long as you know, you guys must pay the price for offending our saintess!"

Lin Zhen'er was struck by a sword in the shoulder, and she had not fully recovered. She swayed forward at this time, her face showing a somewhat pale color.

"Master, you have to be reasonable too, don't you?" Lin Zhen'er endured the pain and said, "We don't even know who your saintess are."

"How could it possibly disturb her...advance?" When she said the word promotion, she suddenly had an epiphany.