As soon as he finished speaking, ripples appeared in the underground space, and three dark rays of light descended, revealing three figures.

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

There is an indescribable special temperament exuding from his body, which makes people unable to help but worship him.

Behind the graceful woman, stood a man and a woman. They both looked young, but the aura exuding from their bodies was extremely powerful. It was not inferior to the three white-robed priests, or even more so.

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

The body of the white-robed priestess was trembling slightly, she was really afraid of whatever she wanted.

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

The body of the white-robed priestess trembled even more violently and said: "Please forgive me, sir. I did not mean to offend you, and I will never dare to do it again in the future."

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

Suddenly, a ray of destiny flew out from his jade finger and disappeared into the body of the white-robed priestess.

"Ah, my lord, please spare my life, spare my life!" The white-robed priestess let out a painful scream and fell to the ground, struggling violently.

The divine light of destiny acted directly on his soul. The pain was beyond description and unbearable by anyone.

The white-robed priest with vertical eyes and the green-haired white-robed priest stood silently aside, not daring to say a word.

The person in front of them is one of the three candidates who most hope to become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny. She is also the object of the pursuit of the Son of the Demon God, and is not someone they can afford to offend.

Seeing that the white-robed priestess was about to lose her support, the graceful woman withdrew the light of fate and said calmly: "Next time, I will kill you without mercy."

The white-robed priestess took a breath, stood up, and said: "Thank you, sir, I will never dare to do it again."

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

The green-haired and white-robed priest quickly replied: "Master Qi, 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 destiny flew out, turning into a mirror, and the previous pictures of Zhang Ruochen in the underground space appeared.

"How could it be him?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the graceful woman, and she said: "This is Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space. You two go and capture him. Remember, you must live."

"Yes, sir."

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