Chapter 4375: 4375 It's a waste of money

  Chapter 4375 4375 is really a waste of money

  The eyes of everyone were looking behind Yuan Daoling. The formation was broken, Yuan Daoling led his disciples straight to the ancestral temple of the Yelang ancestor-after all, it was a newly built ancestral gate, and a lonely mountain was not a big place. It was not difficult to find this ancestral temple. The two disciples were shocked and angry, desperate to chase and block them.

   But compared with Yuan Daoling, their strength is more than that weak, and how can they stop their progress. At this time, Yuan Daoling had taken three elders and a group of Saint Yuanzong disciples into the backyard, only three of them stood in front of the courtyard.

  The three of them wore hats on their heads, and their bodies were covered in wide linen clothes. They couldn't see their looks. They only felt weird, but their strength was unfathomable. The killing sound of the two disciples rose to the sky, and they chased them one after another, but no one could stop their head-on blow.

  The most frightening thing is that they are too fast, even Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan, who are the most powerful among the crowd, can't clearly see their movements, let alone their cultivation.

  "Stop!" Seeing a famous disciple spit out blood and fly out, Zhen Fengliu and Liang Yicheng shouted at the same time.

  In just a few breaths, dozens of disciples were injured under the hands of the three Mairens, and even the two elders were not spared. If they continued to fight, they would just die in vain.

  The two disciples stopped when they heard the words. Although they both looked angry, they also knew very well that they were not the opponents of the three Maidens at all.

  Yuan Daoling relied on his identity, and was too lazy to be embarrassed with the younger generation, waved his hand, and the three Maidens turned and walked, standing motionless behind him.

   "As expected, he was the head of the Xuanji domain's former eighteen holy sects, so he invited such a powerful person, but I don't know how these three seniors would be called?" Zhen Fengliu looked at the three Maidens, secretly surprised.

  The strength of these three Maidens is obviously far higher than that of the elders of the previous sects. Even the great saint sects, there are probably not many such strong people. If you didn't guess wrong, the three of them would undoubtedly open the guardian formation.

   didn’t know how much favor Saint Yuanzong had spent in order to please them. In order to conquer the immortal demons of the Nine Nether Demon Mirage, they really paid their blood.

Such a strong person often respects their status and may not be willing to be in the same style as the Saint Yuanzong. Perhaps, they are also the same as the elders of the Shangzong, who have been blinded by the Yuan Daoling. If they know their abilities and move them with emotion, they might be able to Let them change their minds.

  With Zhen Fengliu's biggest problem, I have to change the past. I would rather never bow my head to others when I die. I want to hear the word "Senior" from his mouth. I am afraid that the sun will be almost the same from the west. But now that Fenghua's life is hanging by a thread, even if Ye Yunji can save her, it must be as difficult as going to the sky. There must not be the slightest interruption. Zhen Fengliu's rare temperament, for the first time in his life, swallowed his anger and bowed to others.

  "Liang Yicheng, Sovereign of the Dust Star Sect of the Spirit Realm, met three seniors. I am afraid that there is some misunderstanding about today's affairs. Please also ask the three seniors to listen to us to explain. Don't be deceived." Liang Yicheng also respectfully said.

  It's about Gu Fenghua's life and death. Even Zhen Fengliu chose to bow his head. Of course, he won't want to lose face.

  Unfortunately, the two Sect Masters had almost bent their waists to their knees, and all their dignity was thrown into the dust, but the three Maidens remained unmoved, still standing motionless behind Yuan Daoling.

   "You don't have to waste your time. These three seniors are not Wu Xingyi's ungrateful people." Seeing what Zhen Fengliu and Liang Yicheng were making, Yuan Daoling smiled contemptuously with his hands on his back.

  (End of this chapter)