"Hahahaha, what a bunch of trash."
Both heads of the Mo Kuang Twins let out wild laughter.
Then his gaze turned to Su Zimo, and he roared with laughter, "Su Zimo, at this Heaven's Chosen Assembly, I will definitely tear you apart with my own hands."
"Demonic heretics are enemies that everyone has the right to eliminate."
Su Zimo snorted coldly.
Originally, he had looked scholarly and gentle. But when he saw the Four Devil Princes, his expression turned extremely cold. The disgust and killing intent in his eyes were not concealed in the slightest.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, you are so violent and cruel. I fear that one day you will descend into endless hell and suffer calamities for ten thousand lifetimes."
At that moment, a Buddhist chant suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, an old monk with kind eyebrows and benevolent eyes approached from the distance, stepping upon golden Buddhist light. Around his neck hung a string of prayer beads.
