Although Wumian didn't know the specific identities of Aojunxie, Qingkuang and his group, he already had some hunch in his mind that these people had unusual identities. Faced with the aggressive provocation of the temple guards, if he didn't pay attention, the entire evil place would be destroyed.
The Temple of Light was branded as a rebel and betrayed the Lord, and thus suffered disaster!
After all, now, on the altar, the Holy King of Light is only one step away from achieving a breakthrough in his practice.
Once successful, these gangs in the evil land will be almost useless. The Temple of Light currently lacks an excuse to kill the donkey.
"What are you looking at! Boy! Didn't you hear the order from the elders in front of you? Hurry up and drive all these human flesh tributes into the altar. You will miss the Holy King's business! You will never be reincarnated!"
The two white-robed guards held long whips, and arrogantly poked Ao Junxie's chest with the handle of the whip, and ordered. [
Wu Mian quickly looked at Ao Junxie and saw that the other person was still standing motionless. For fear that he could not hold back, he quickly took over the conversation and said nicely:
"Both of you, please calm down. You go up first. We will catch up the human warriors right away. The leader of this sect will come in person!"
After Wu Mian's kind words, the two white-robed guards finally reluctantly left. They were cursing as they walked, as if they were very annoyed that the disciples of the Evil Land dared not listen to the instructions of the people in the temple. Although they themselves
It is also the lowest level in the temple.
Wu Mian sent away the two guards and quickly returned to Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie. He glanced at the three of them lightly and quickly turned away. It seemed that under the surveillance of many temple disciples, even the slightest bit was unnecessary.
Do not dare to make any suspicious words or deeds.
"I think you should leave as soon as possible... The more you participate in the matter of the Temple of Light, the more dangerous it will be!"
Wu Mian began to take action on his own, driving away the groups of human warriors. Next to the three of them, he said softly in a very low voice.
"Hmph! Wumian, you are still the leader of a clan, and on the territory where your clan has lived for generations, you can't even say anything without looking at other people's eyes! Although the evil land is notorious, it can be regarded as an ancient powerhouse, and now it is just to survive.
, living to this stage has really become a joke!”
Ao Junxie was deeply angry at Wumian's actions. Although he tried to smooth things over for himself, he did not accept his favor.
Wu Mian was speechless for a moment. Ever since the power of the Temple of Light entered this ancient forest, being ridiculed and ridiculed had become a common occurrence for him, and he could only accept it calmly.
What's more, what Aojunxie said touched the scars in the hearts of all the people in the evil land.
"Yes! You are right... But who made the evil land leaderless and scattered? Since the death of the old patriarch..." Wumian said this, his heart was moved, but he stopped talking for a moment and turned to:
"I know you are not ordinary mortals, but I'm afraid no one dares to claim to be powerful in front of the Temple of Light, right?
Even if you are not afraid of death, are you afraid that the people from the Temple of Light will attack your country and people? You can afford to offend them, but your country cannot afford to offend!"
After a few words, Ling Qingkuang, Ao Junxie, and Ming Qianhe were suddenly shocked in their hearts. They did not expect that after just a few interactions, that man would wrap all his joy, anger, and sorrow in a black robe.
, already have such a keen premonition of their identities.