"That's right, His Highness Sheen, your ancient teleportation array was destroyed by us." Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, raising an extremely charming arc, "You used that method to confuse your subjects, don't you have any trace of it in your heart?
Feel guilty?"
Luo Xien was shocked and his tactics were exposed. He looked a little confused and said in a low voice: "I don't understand what you are talking about?"
"Don't you understand? Then I'll tell you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Luo's figure appeared in front of Wuyang who looked frightened. She stretched out a hand and grabbed Wuyang's neck.
"High Priest, please, I really didn't mean this, slave..."
Before Wuyang could finish begging for mercy, he felt the human skin mask being lifted off his face.
What was shown to the world was a completely different woman's face. Her facial features were only two points similar to Ling Luo's at most, and they were bland.
Ling Luo hooked the human skin mask on her fingers, with a thin smile on her lips: "Your Highness, this technique is too clumsy."
Luoxian's face turned cold, and he walked slowly in front of Wuyang, and said sternly: "The bold folk girl who dares to pretend to be the new high priest and fool my thousands of people in Dongchen shall be punished for her crime!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold sword emerged from his fingers and stabbed into Wuyang's heart.
Blood splattered on the bright yellow robe, forming a sharp color contrast. Roxien's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were dark.
Ling Luo looked at this scene coldly, with a thin smile on his lips: "You did a good job of abandoning the car to save the handsome man."
She did it on purpose.
Who made Wuyang be so arrogant just now, pointing his fingers at her again and again, causing her so much trouble?
There is no more ecstatic way to die than to let your master bury you with his own hands.
Ling Luo slowly passed by Luo Xien and left this bloody place.
Qin Xiaoya looked at this scene, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and stepped forward to kowtow: "The general welcomes the high priest to the world."
When the soldiers behind Qin Xiaoya saw this, they also followed suit, knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome the high priest to the world."
Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly, glanced at them lightly, and said with a smile: "Everyone, get up."
After Qin Xiaoya stood up, he turned his eyes to the dozens of people who were still burned by the black fire and were in agony. He narrowed his eyes and said: "High Priest, you have just arrived to take office. It is not suitable for you to be too bloody. Outside the Bingyao Temple,
There are many subjects watching."
Ling Luo glanced lightly at the dozens of people who were besieging her and Yu, with a hint of strange color in her eyes.
In the final analysis, these guys are just lackeys under Luoxian. Since Wuyang is dead and has done enough to show off his power, it is best to let these lackeys live.
After all, it would not be a wise choice to force Lothien into a corner when he first arrived.
Ling Luosu raised his hand, and all the black extreme fire disappeared out of thin air.
And those people who were burned by the extreme fire were already half-burned, lying on the ground one by one, wailing non-stop.
Seeing this scene, Luoxian's brows furrowed fiercely. He sighed heavily and said, "Give me an order. These dozens of people attacked the high priest. They deserve what they deserve. They will all be pulled out and beheaded."
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, and the ridicule in his eyes was unmistakable, and said: "Your Highness Xian, it turns out that this is how you treat your subordinates. The most ruthless one is indeed the emperor's family. They have no use value and can be thrown away in an instant."