The leader was a graceful woman with tall figure, slender and straight legs, a veil on her face, and only a pair of eyes as bright as black gemstones were exposed.

An indescribable special temperament emanates from him, which makes people unable to help but worship him.

Behind the graceful woman, there was a man and a woman standing, both looking very young, but the aura emitted by her body was extremely powerful, not at all under the three white robe sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sac

Seeing the graceful woman, the three white-robed priests all changed their faces. They stood up, flew out of the altar, and bowed and said, "See sir."

The white-robed priestess' body trembled slightly, and he really came whatever he was afraid of.

The graceful woman's eyes were cold and her eyes were fixed on the white-robed priestess and said, "How do you want to deal with me?"

The white-robed priestess trembled even harder and said, "Please forgive me for your sins. My subordinates have no intention of offending me, and I will never dare to commit it again in the future."

The graceful woman slowly stretched out her hand and pointed at the white-robed priestess.

Suddenly, a light of fate flew out from his jade finger and penetrated into the body of the white-robed priestess.

"Ah, sir, please spare me!" The white-robed priestess screamed in pain and fell to the ground and struggled violently.

The divine light of fate acts directly on its soul. The pain cannot be described in words and cannot be endured by anyone.

The white-robed priest with upright eyes on the eyebrows and the green-haired and white-robed priest were silent, standing quietly beside him, not daring to say a word.

The person in front of me is one of the three candidates who most hope to become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny, and is the object of the Son of the Source Demon God, and they are not something they can afford.

Seeing that the white-robed priestess was about to be unable to hold on, the graceful woman took back the light of fate and said lightly: "The next time I will definitely kill you."

The white-robed priestess took a breath, stood up, and said, "Sir Xie, I will never dare to have another next time."

"Who will tell me what happened here?" said the graceful woman.

The green-haired and white-robed priest replied quickly: "Sir, a mysterious space monk broke in just now, killed six death knights, and then escaped."

Hearing this, the graceful woman waved her hand, and a ball of light of fate flew out and turned into a mirror. The pictures of Zhang Ruochen appearing in the underground space.

"How could it be him?"

A strange light flashed in the graceful woman's eyes and said, "It is Zhang Ruochen, the successor of time and space. You two will catch him back, remember, you will live."

"Yes, sir."

A man and a woman standing behind the graceful woman responded.
Chapter completed!