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Hearing the screams of the Yellow Feather Priest, the Purple Feather Priest shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

The Green Feather Priest gave the Purple Feather Priest a look that looked like a fool. Couldn't they see clearly the situation they were in at the moment?

Yan Bingyun put down the full moon scepter in his hand and reached for the ruthless object at his waist.

Pointing at the Purple Feather Priest who was still confused about the situation, he said, "Wei, throw this orc out for me."

"Okay!" Wei Rutu jumped up, raised his long legs, bent his knees and kicked easily behind the squeaking orc.

"You? Ah!" The Purple Feather Priest was kicked out of the tree temple by Wei.

The Green Feather Priest frowned, knelt down with great vigor, and kowtowed to the female to show his loyalty. The time had come, and if he didn't express his opinion, it would be his turn next: "The Green Feather Priest submits to the new master."

Yan Bingyun smiled and walked down the stairs step by step. When he passed by the kneeling Green Feather Priest, he glanced at him meaningfully: "Follow me and take a look."

Wei also smiled at the Green Feather Priest, "You have good eyesight. You won't regret it. Look at what happened to that idiot."

The Green Feather Priest's heart skipped a beat. He knelt and turned around, only to see that the female who was a few steps away from him suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He was so surprised that he almost crawled out of the tree temple.

Little Gray and Little Blue were also very surprised. Why did their new master suddenly disappear in front of them? It was so scary!

The orcs in the tree hall followed Wei's calm footsteps and squeezed out of the tree hall.

The Purple Feather Priest, who was kicked by Wei and rolled down the spiral staircase, fell to the ground like a dog. He got up in a panic in front of everyone, but saw a huge charred corpse.

"Yellow Feather Priest?" Purple Feather Priest heard the noise outside, but seeing it with his own eyes was a different feeling. He could feel the fear of the coming death, and he would also be roasted like a beast like the black bear orc.

"You...you can't treat us like this. We are priests of the sacred mountain."

"It won't be that soon!" The female voice suddenly appeared in the fool's ears like a ghost, and his eyes widened so much that they almost fell out of the ground.

"Impossible..." This female was clearly sitting in the tree temple just now, so it is absolutely impossible for her to appear right next to him in the Sumeru Room.

He moved with a stiff neck and just met Yan Bingyun's big eyes, which were now boiling with murderous intent.

“No…” Before he could finish his words, his head was chopped off by Yan Bingyun.

"Ah..." There was a cry of fear among the orcs. It was even more terrifying than the scene they saw the white lion just now.

They saw clearly how this female... no, the new owner of the sacred mountain suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and how she chopped off a priest's head with one clean stroke, so they felt even more scared.

Yan Bingyun wanted this kind of deterrent effect. As a female, she could make the orcs start to be afraid of her with the scepter.

Orcs all admire the strong, so she will use the stage given to her by these priests to show her own strength without hesitation.

The rain gradually became smaller, and the raindrops gathered on the black knife. Drops of blood flowed and washed the blade clean. She put the knife back into the scabbard made of palm fiber and performed the disappearance on the spot again.

There were waves of breaths of amazement rising and falling.

The new owner stood at the entrance of the Tree Temple, and his heart was shocked again. He wondered who had spoken again.

“Meet the new master of the sacred mountain.”

"Greetings to High Priest Baiyu."

The shouts of the ninety orcs were loud. They had all heard with their own ears that the Western Beast King was dead and that the Crescent Moon Scepter had chosen its master. They acknowledged that this female was their new master.

The mute slave was not deaf. When he heard the noise coming from the sacred mountain, he hurriedly ran out of a cave with a bloody whip in his hand, looking deeply in that direction with a pair of blood-soaked eyes.

The mute slave swung the blood whip in his hand, tied up an orc guarding the cave and pulled him closer. He stared into the orc's panicked eyes and pointed at the location of the tree temple: "Ahhh, ahhhh."

The orc guarding the cave entrance was familiar with the mute slave. After she made some gestures, he guessed and asked, "Mute slave, do you want me to go and see what's going on over there?"

The mute slave nodded and loosened the blood whip in his hand.

The mute slave was thinking about the excitement here, and Yan Bingyun was also thinking about the secret in the back mountain.