Dong Lin stood at the door, and made such a place, and the meaning of getting off the horse was obvious.

In fact, these silver silk and black robe sacrifices come out, it seems that there are many people, but in fact, the cultivation is also not worth mentioning, most of them are in the foundation building period, and the last few Phnom Penh sacrifices are the Ning Dan period.

With such a poor cultivation, it's no wonder that no one pays attention to it.

Dong Lin pursed his lips, quite a little contemptuous, it is no wonder, since he came to the Eight Extremes Immortal Realm, any one of the masters of the Jindan period with a lot of strength is there with a pestle, and even Qin Kongming's gang of sons and daughters are supported by the masters of the Jindan period.

This is also the speed of the demon race's ** promotion, especially before the Jindan period, it was very easy, just like riding a rocket, and the promotion to the Ning Dan period for a hundred and ten years is considered slow, and there are many people who want to advance to Ning Dan in their twenties like Shi Yu Zheng Little Witch.

On the side of the Lengbuding Demon Palace, a few Phnom Penh sacrifices from the Ning Dan period came out to support the scene, and it was strange that Dong Lin could look at it.

Dong Lin's disdain flashed, but he couldn't escape the spirit-like Phnom Penh sacrifice, and one of the gloomy old priests said coldly, "The person who came is Mo Shi Imperial Writer!"

"In the next place, dare to ask who this sacrificial lord is?" Dong Lin replied for a long time, in fact, at the beginning, the few Phnom Penh sacrifices focused the coercion on Dong Lin, but unfortunately, Dong Lin is not an ordinary demon clan, the strongest "Taoist Classic" plus the double cultivation of the righteous and demon, this little coercion can't help him at all.

What's more, there was also a great master in the late stage of Jindan, Mo He, and two refining corpses in the Ning Dan stage as free bodyguards, and when they saw that the situation was not right, they preemptively blocked it.

Mo Heding is hard, and Dong Lin is at ease.

With the performance of the ink crane, all the sacrifices thought that it was because of the ink crane, and at the same time covered Dong Lin's edge, and did not show his strength too much.

"I am the Imperial Cheng of the Chanting Pavilion, and I am in charge of managing the daily affairs of the Chanting Pavilion!" The old priest saw that the coercion was useless, so he simply opened his mouth and asked directly: "Mo She, as the Imperial Prince, you innocently beat the priest of the Demon Temple, can you be guilty!"

There were bursts of footsteps from all around, and teams of demon temple guards poured out from all directions, and a solemn aura suddenly filled the entire square.

With such a big murderous aura, which cottage did this gang of guards recruit from?!

The string in Dong Lin's heart has been tightened, but he still looks relaxed on his face.

"Beating the priest?!This is ridiculous, Mo is the most devout believer of the demon god, how can he do such a thing that people and gods are angry about?" Dong Lin said sonorously, as if he was the embodiment of justice, and then said a little euphemistically, "That poor priest, was he stunned?

Dong Lin's innocent look, the angry old priest's teeth itched, and he waved his hand, "Lift the person up and recognize it face to face!"

After a while, the two Demon Hall guards carried a tightly wrapped mummy and kept humming and chirping in front of Dong Lin.

Damn, these gang of corpse refining are too ruthless, how can they beat people like this?!

It looks quite ferocious, Dong Lin's consciousness swept and found that something was wrong, this person looked dying, in fact, his pulse was strong and powerful, and all aspects of his body functions were normal, at most it was just a skin injury.

Hmph, it shows that he is from Yin, and if he wants to show pity and increase his punishment, Dong Lin has never been easy to bully.

After pretending to look at it for a long time, he shook his head very resolutely and said, "Lord Yucheng, I really haven't seen this person here!"

The mummy sat up and accused loudly, "Why haven't you seen it? I met you at your door the day before yesterday! You ordered someone to beat me like this, regardless of your status as a priest!"

"Oh, look at you like that, I thought you were dying, I couldn't imagine that you were alive!" Dong Lin couldn't help but sarcastically say two words, but unfortunately he was interrupted by the old priest without hesitation as soon as he opened his mouth, "Mo Yushu, I just want to know that you have seen this injured white priest!"

"Yes! Those few people can testify!" Dong Lin had already seen that those demon temple guards were followed by a few demon civilians, very familiar, at first glance, they were a few small traders who often came on the opposite side of Mofu, the other party was obviously prepared, and he simply recognized it, and sometimes he took the initiative to attack, which was far more effective than passive defense.

Dong Lin was like this, but as if he was the plaintiff, he recruited those civilians to come, pointed to one of them and asked a little more honestly, "You, tell me, did you see this guy stopping in front of my convoy!"

Dong Lin's abnormal behavior, the group of sacrifices didn't figure it out, maybe they thought it was better for Dong Lin to explain by himself, saving his own energy for interrogation, so no one stepped forward to stop it.

And the humble commoner saw that the priests who summoned him to testify were silent, and he was confused, not knowing which side to help, so he instinctively said according to what he saw, "Yes, my lordship, the priest was at the front of your convoy at that time!"

"That's right, and then he let people beat me!" The mummy white priest came to his senses, "My lord, you have to make the decision for me, I just conveyed the orders of the Demon Palace and the Demon Palace, and I was beaten violently by Mo She, this is a great disrespect to the Demon God!

The old priest nodded, and just wanted to speak, but saw Dong Lin stretch out his hand to stop, "Hey, my lord, don't make up your mind, I haven't finished asking yet!"

Turning to the big man, he asked, "I remember when you were the closest, and when I asked him about his identity, did he answer!"

"This ...... No. ”

Without waiting for the white god stick to speak, Dong Lin asked again: "He is just in the way, but he has been refusing to speak?"

"Yes, my lord!" Han nodded very cooperatively, "At that time, it seemed that this priest was looking at the sky intently, and I was also strange, there were only a few clouds in the sky at that time, what was there to see......?"

"Okay, okay, thank you for this brother!" Dong Lin hurriedly stopped this big man from pretending to be stunned, this guy was too devoted!

The white priest was immediately angry, "You! How can I fight?!"

Dong Lin smiled slightly, "White Priest, what is your grade?"

The white priest straightened his chest, quite arrogant, "I am a dignified copper wire priest!"

A sneer hung on the corner of Dong Lin's mouth, "Then do you know what my identity is?"

"Aren't you the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei, a Rongdu Lieutenant? In front of the priests under the command of the Demon God, all worldly glory is floating clouds!" The white priest's words were sonorous and powerful, and Dong Lin couldn't help but applaud, but the old priest already felt that something was faintly wrong, and when he reacted, Dong Lin had already tried to see the dagger.

"That's good!" Dong Lin's face suddenly turned cold, "Bold, you are a mere copper wire priest, you dare to block the way of this imperial writer for no reason, and ignore it, and despise this imperial writer!

Dong Lin was very proud in his heart, before he came, he didn't do much work, and he had already prepared a set of rhetoric for the accusations of the Demon Palace, this imperial identity is one of the talismans, plus the secret card of that big man, hum, I want to make people die and refuse to give some blood, these sacrifices of the Demon Hall are really stupid.

Dong Lin was confident that he would survive this catastrophe, and even cleaned up this white priest who didn't know what to do with his backhand.

Under the pressure of Dong Lin's gaze, the white priest was sweating profusely, "You are talking nonsense, I am going to announce the decree!" This white priest is not stupid, he immediately grabbed this straw, and the more he talked, the more angry he became, "I represent the Demon Palace, regardless of the rank, it is obvious that you are ignoring the prestige of the Demon Palace!"

"Decree?!" Dong Lin sneered, "Did you say that you made a decree?!"

The white priest was stunned, "This ......"

"If you don't say it, who knows what you're doing?" Dong Lin snorted lightly, "If you want to say that you should thank this imperial writer for his kindness, for the sake of my colleagues, I spared your life, if I had been ruthless and clicked you, it is estimated that there would not have been so much to do!"

This demon king still wants to kill me...... The white priest completely collapsed, and his voice was a little hoarse, "When you asked people to pull me down and beat me, I obviously shouted at your back and shouted my identity!"

"I'm sorry......" Dong Lin scratched his ears, "I didn't hear ......"