"Feng Wuchen has been in the palace all this time, so why couldn't we see him?"
"We searched the entire Rakshasa Holy Temple and didn't see a single shadow of anyone."
"I'm sure he came out from the palace, definitely not from outside!"
The three clansmen looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Seeing their expressions, Feng Wuchen was a bit baffled.
Zhuchenxin only sent three idiots?
But the cultivation of these three was not weak, one Seven Stars Saint King and two Eight-star Holy Kings.
"Forget it, I'm in a hurry. I'll kill you next time." Feng Wuchen tossed out a line and was about to fly away.
Rather than wasting time killing three pieces of trash, it was better to hurry to the North Domain.
"Swoosh!"
Seeing Feng Wuchen trying to leave, the Seven Stars Saint King immediately pointed a finger, and a terrifying black beam of light shot out.
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and easily dodged with a sidestep.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
