The leader of the Judicial Army frowned into the word "chuan", and his expression gradually became colder, and he looked at Yun Li unhappily.

These three elders are well-known madman, who is not good at soft and hard, and are moody, and their style depends entirely on their mood.

The leader of the Judicial Army gritted his teeth, and a vicious cold flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly spoke: "Three Elders, Four Young Master Mu, it seems that you want to go against Shen Xuan's judgment army."

The leader is really incredible.

Logically speaking, Mu Linfeng, as Mu Sheng’s younger brother, should have helped Mu Sheng kill Ye Chuyue, why did he protect him?

But no matter what, the majesty of the judges is unquestionable.

Otherwise, how can we judge the guilty person in the college in the future?

The leader's face was ruthless, and his voice swept out like thunder: "Everyone, this Ye Chuyue was in the trial place of Futu Mountain, and he hurt my priest, Shenxuan. No matter who comes here today, this disciple Ye Chuyue, who has committed many evil deeds, cannot escape judgment and die!"

"Today! She must die!"

When the leader spoke, he used all his strength, and his voice was like thunder and lightning, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

He slashed the sky with one sword, exuding the power of justice to judge evil!

"Shenxuan Judgment Army, what a big tone!"

The sound of old age came from the distant end, full of ancient aura.

It is like a gust of wind in the distance, but when it approaches, it has such a terrifying force and a powerful momentum without anger.

The sky, the dark clouds are pressing down, blocking the setting sun.

Everyone raised their heads, looked in the sound, and took a breath of air conditioning.

In the dark world, twelve figures with strong auras came in the wind.

Everyone is at least the strength of the Martial Saint!

Their clothes and shoulders were embroidered with golden auspicious clouds, shining with light.

Ye Xun'er's pupils shrank suddenly, her heart trembled slightly, and the outlines of the twelve strong men were reflected in her eyes.

"The twelve guardians of the Holy Land appeared together in Futu Mountain?" Ye Xun'er murmured to herself.

The leader of the Judgment Army was completely stunned.

But when I came to Futu Mountain, why did all the gods appear?

Of course, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that the twelve guardians were just like the third elders, Mu Linfeng and others were just as thrust in their minds, and they wanted to protect Ye Chuyue!

The disciples who were still on the top of the mountain breathed slightly and looked at the twelve guardians of the Holy Land without turning their eyes.

There was a lot of people, hot as fire, and there were fierce discussions.

"I heard that the twelve guardians in the holy realm have the lowest strengths of the Martial Saint level. Even in the Wuxuan Realm, they can't stand them."

"They were all selected by His Highness, the Emperor, who accompanied His Highness to fight south and north, guarded the Holy Realm. Every one of them was taken out was like a big dipper in Mount Tai!"

"It is not common for the Twelve Protectors to appear together in the eyes of the world. As far as I know, the last time they appeared was when they hunted the Taotie beast together, and the scene was quite spectacular!"

"Now that they have come to Futu Mountain, is there any dangerous beast in Futu Mountain?"

“That’s unknown.”

Not far from the Monument of Defences, Deng Yun frowned and looked at the Twelve Guardians in confusion.

The man in the python robe was extremely excited, while Mr. Duan was pondering, stroked his beard, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that Ye Chuyue has a son who is born with purple eyes..."

at this time.

The leader of the Judicial Army walked forward respectfully, clasped his fists with his hands, and lowered his head: "I wonder why the twelve guardians of the Holy Land came to Futu Mountain?"

The White Guardian looked at him indifferently.
Chapter completed!