Douluo's Golden Saint Cloth

"I'll say it again, hand it over!"

Stopping in front of Mo Lan, the current Patriarch of the Mo Family, Bai Ge's voice slowly rang out with a murderous intent that hadn't dissipated.

This voice, to Mo Lan's ears, was as terrifying as coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory.

He knew very well that if he couldn't satisfy the person in front of him, and if there was a slight mistake, the Mohist family would disappear in smoke today.

"My lord...he'll be there soon." The voice replied tremblingly, and Mo Lan took two steps back trembling, only then did he feel a little relieved.

"5 minutes."

Hearing these three words, the corners of Mo Lan's mouth twitched a few times, then hurriedly waved his hand, calling a Mohist disciple, and asked him to hurry up with a flustered face.

In the spacious hall, on the huge pillars, there are still red "longevity" characters that symbolize festiveness. However, at this time, these festive red colors are so ridiculous in the eyes of everyone in the hall.

I'm afraid that after today is over, the Mo family who just finished the wedding will have to prepare for the funeral again.

Gazes swept across the hall. When their eyes casually glanced at Bai Ge who stood in the center of the hall, everyone's hearts trembled fiercely. Elder, but in the hands of this even more terrifying existence, he was like a ball of soft mud. He could squeeze it however he wanted without the slightest ability to resist.

This kind of powerful person is obviously no longer accessible to them at their level.

At this time, they could only secretly guess in their hearts, what on earth did Mo Cheng do to anger such a strong man who stood at the pinnacle level of the Jiama Empire, and make him angry? He did not hesitate to lower his status, and with the dignity of a fighting emperor, he personally took action and killed a fighting spirit in him.

Of course, the people present did not know that Bai Baige was a powerhouse at the Douzong level.

In the hall, there were crowds of people, but there was silence. The strange scene filled the hall with a strange atmosphere.

Just 5 minutes passed by in a flash. Mo Lan, who was counting his last breaths and looking panicked, breathed a heavy sigh of relief after looking at the figure that appeared at the end of his sight.

Several Mohist disciples quickly came in from the door, and on the back of one of the Mohist disciples, a little girl in cyan clothes was looking timidly at this unfamiliar environment with her panicked eyes open.

In the hall, all eyes were focused on the pitiful little girl in green at this moment.

They were a little shocked. They didn't expect that the reason why a strong Dou Huang warrior went to war was actually because of such a pretty little girl.

Looking at Qing Lin, who was a little haggard and frightened, but not seriously injured, both Bai Ge and Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, this is the little girl that the great elder captured from Stone Desert City. During this time, we did not harm her."

Carefully taking Qing Lin down, and then walking towards Bai Ge anxiously, Mo Lan smiled bitterly.

At this time, Qing Lin also recognized Bai Ge and hurried over.

After all, Qing Lin has been practicing eye skills with Bai Ge for a long time. It would be really funny if Bai Ge couldn't recognize him.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened in the peaceful hall!

"boom!"

An explosion sounded from Baige's side, and immediately, the hard floor burst open, and countless thick turquoise tree trunks rose from the ground, and then entangled with each other like lightning. , It formed a wooden prison, sealing Baige tightly.

The sudden change made everyone in the hall, including Nalan Yanran and others, stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to attack this powerful warrior?

At the moment when everyone was stunned, in the crowded hall, a light cyan figure who was originally hidden among the servants of the Mo family and stood under a pillar suddenly rushed out. The cyan figure was terrifyingly fast. In the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Mo Lan, who had a horrified face. With his arms stretched out, the green scales were pulled into his arms.

"Want to leave? Mr. Hai, Junior Brother! Stop them."

Bai Ge immediately let out a deep drink!

In front of so many people, it was hard for Bai Ge to reveal Xiao Yan's identity, so he directly called his junior brother.

The cyan figure grabbed Qing Lin and flicked her toes on the ground, wanting to leave the place quickly, but Zhou Bodong and Xiao Yan blocked her way out.

However, how could the prison transformed by the fighting spirit of the wooden system be able to stop Baige?

With a flash of golden light and a teleportation, Bai Ge had already escaped.

Lifting the leg is a violent storm, kicking out the shadows of the legs all over the sky.

There is no way, now Qinglin is still in the opponent's hands, to avoid hurting Qinglin, and Baige did not use the holy sword or other big moves.

Sensing the ferocity of Baige's offensive, the cyan figure waved his palm, and on the ground, a huge wooden stake rose abruptly from the ground again, resisting Baige's attack amidst the flying sawdust.

Stopping Xiao Yan, the cyan figure twisted strangely in mid-air, and shot towards the outside of the hall.

And at the moment when the blue figure was about to go out, the cold air suddenly rose at the gate, and in an instant, it condensed into a thick ice shield, which just blocked the gate tightly.

He tapped his toes on the ice shield, and the green figure retreated helplessly. He jumped up to the top of a pillar with a strong body, glanced at Hai Bodong above the beam, and said with a sweet smile: "Giggle, two people Fighting Emperor, I didn’t expect that this Jia Ma Empire is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, but I am very interested in this little girl and I won’t let go casually.”

In the hall, Xiao Yan skimmed up to the top of another pillar like lightning, and looked coldly at the woman in Tsing Yi who covered her face, her whole body was dazzled with white flames.

Hai Bodong's body was filled with frost.

As for Baige, blue-purple flames rose from the palm of his hand, and the sound of wind and thunder rang out loudly.

All of a sudden, in the spacious hall of hundreds of square meters, four majestic auras surged up, each occupying four directions. Everyone in the hall looked up at the four of them with dull faces...

The four figures separated in all directions, and the majestic momentum oppressed the people in the hall until they were a little breathless.

At this time, the mysterious woman in Tsing Yi was gently stroking Qing Lin's small face, holding it gently in her arms with her left hand, and said with a smile: "If I had known earlier, I would have drawn out three Dou Huang experts. It's time to do it long ago, the so-called transplantation technique of the Mo family is not as magical as I imagined, but fortunately I learned a little secretly, it is really not worthwhile."

Hearing the woman in Tsing Yi's words, the faces of Mo Lan and the others below all changed drastically. The secret technique that their Mo family is proud of was actually stolen by this mysterious woman?