Unless the Demon Summoning Cult wants to make a big splash in the Hanging Temple's territory.

Just pay a little attention and it will be fine.

"The Blue Luan Goddess is here."

"Just by looking at her appearance, we can tell that she is definitely a pure-blooded blue phoenix. A true phoenix in the world would be no more than this."

"Keep your voice down. She looks cold, but she's very ruthless. She has killed hundreds of disaster beasts since she was born, an average of two per day."

"She's looking at me?"

"Look at your grandma's legs, she's looking at Wu Mo!"

"An old enemy, it must be an old enemy, otherwise how could I spot the other party among the monsters at a glance!"

The demons lowered their voices and started talking.

Tianjiao Xiao Li lowered his gaze.

Then he saw the silk stockings exposed between her white ankles, and Li Mo couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"snort...."

The cold and aloof Qingluan Goddess snorted softly.

To outsiders, she was obviously angry. She was as elegant as a lotus and could only be admired from afar, but her cold snort made the air in the place become freezing.

However, in the eyes of Tianjiao Xiao Li, it was indeed very moving.

To be honest, in the past, he also felt that the frosty and snowy face was so cold that it was difficult for him to even think of getting close to her.

But who told him to give the stockings to her?

The half-demons led by Zhi Duo Luo couldn't help but raise their lips to a smile.

Fight.

There will definitely be a fight.

When the time comes, they will sow discord again...

Hehehehe!

"Amitabha."

After a Buddhist chant, a group of monks walked out of the main hall, led by a group of monks wearing patchwork robes, including Hengyuan.

The old monk in the lead had white eyebrows and his robes were tattered. If he stood on the street and mingled with beggars, people would only think he was the cleaner one among them.

However, all the demons present bowed their heads and saluted, and no one dared to underestimate the abbot of the Hanging Temple.

The divine monk Huaikong is the seventh-rank master of the mysterious realm.

This is why all demon tribes have to fight for the divine jade from outer space according to the rules of the Hanging Temple.

at this time.

The gaze of this Saint of the Mysterious Palm suddenly turned to the boy and girl standing in front of the group of monsters.

Huaikong was stunned.