A face suddenly flashed back in Zuo Linger's mind, and immediately, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

The purple figure slowly landed in front of the two girls. Li Mochou glanced at them indifferently. Seeing that the two girls were just a little out of strength and not injured, she nodded her head as a greeting. Afterwards, her expression was cold He looked at the three monks in the mid-stage of Fighting Alchemy in Killing Immortal Hall: "I will give you five breaths, if you don't leave, you will die."

"Who is your Excellency? You know that the three of us are disciples of the Immortal Killing Hall. Elder Mo Qing will come here soon. If you insist on helping the remnants of the Temple of War God, don't blame me for being rude to you at the Immortal Killing Hall!"