The road to becoming stronger from sacrifice

silence……

"If you don't come out, I'll do it." Lin Hong's face turned cold.

The space cracked, and an old man suddenly walked out of the space.

"Senior, wait a minute!"

"Oh, another Ninth Level Heaven and Earth Realm, are you also from the Taiyi Sect?"

The old man hurriedly said: "This old man is the commander of the Temple of Killing the Gods."

"Death Temple?" Lin Hong was surprised.

"Is it also the hidden sect?"

"That's right." The old man explained.

Staring at the old man for a second, Lin Hong suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Are you following the Taiyi sect?"

The old man was startled, his pupils shrank slightly, he suppressed the surprise in his heart and nodded, "Yes."

"Do you think I want to kill you?" Lin Hong suddenly laughed.

The old man's complexion twitched, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, wait a minute, we are friends rather than enemies."

He smiled wryly in his heart, what a murderous intent, why would he want to kill every now and then, they are not so vicious in the Temple of Killing Gods.

Lin Hong is interested, is it friend rather than enemy?

The old man didn't wait for Lin Hong to ask, and said firstly: "Perhaps you don't know, seniors, there are actually two factions in the Hidden World Sect. One is led by the Taiyi Sect, and the other is headed by our Temple of Slaughtering Gods."

Lin Hong stared at the old man with scorching eyes, and [He Xintong] was running, distinguishing the truth of what the old man said.

"Heh!" Lin Hong sneered and said, "I don't think you said everything?"

"It's true that one faction is headed by the Taizong sect, but can you really control the other sects in the Temple of Slaughtering Gods?"

"Besides, your Temple of Killing the Gods is called the Demon Sect. Are you telling me that you are a friend rather than an enemy?"

The old man suddenly showed horror, and said in shock: "Senior knows?"

Lin Hong smiled without saying a word.

Sorry, just found out, or you told me.

The old man showed displeasure, and snorted coldly: "What demon sect, Taiyi sect claims to be a famous and upright sect, what is the difference between what they do and the demon sect!"

Lin Hong raised his hand to interrupt, and said expressionlessly: "I'm not here to listen to you talk about this, I don't care if you belong to the Demon Sect or not."

"If you don't say anything useful, I'll send you on your way."

The old man's expression paused, and he said awkwardly: "We were born under the order of the young lady. Before leaving, the young lady had something to say, let us help you."

"Huh?" Lin Hong was taken aback for a moment, and quickly asked, "Who is your lady?"

Lin Hong already had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure.

The old man hesitated and said: "Miss' true identity is not clear to the old, only the Hall Master and the others know."

"I really don't know?"

The old man smiled wryly, "I really don't know."

Done!

I didn't expect to die here today, the old man regretted in his heart, he shouldn't have followed.

Lin Hong thought for a while, and manipulated the aura to condense a portrait in the air.

"Is it her?"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in surprise: "Have you seen Miss too?"

Even he only met once during the discussion.

Lin Hong secretly said "Sure enough".

Li Qiuzhu!

You are really mysterious!

"Go, take me to see your palace master."

The old man showed hesitation, and looked at Lin Hong nervously.

"What? Is there a problem?" Lin Hong's eyes were cold, exuding a cold light.

"No." The old man smiled sarcastically.

"Senior, please come with me."

……

three hours later.

Lin Hong followed the old man to the land of Sichuan and Tibet.

The old man pointed to the majestic peak hundreds of miles away where the cold wind was raging, and said, "That is the headquarters of the Temple of Slaughtering Gods."

Lin Hongruo said thoughtfully: "You guys are really good at hiding."

Hiding in such a desolate place full of monsters, most people probably wouldn't be able to find it.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the old man's eyes, they chose this place to avoid being found by Tai Yizong.

"Let's go."

The old man led the way ahead, and Lin Hong took a step behind, observing his surroundings.

In the sky, the wind was biting cold, the temperature plummeted, and the ice and snow all over the sky pierced down like knives.

Landing on the top of the mountain, the old man took out a token and muttered something.

Immediately.

A spatial vortex appeared, and the old man stepped into it first, followed by Lin Hong.

Lin Hong really realized what it means to have a hole in the sky this time.

It's icy and snowy outside, but Changchun is always stationed in the world.

The temperature on both sides forms a huge difference.

Looking from a distance, among the contiguous mountains, there are towering buildings. Around the mountains, seven peaks reach the sky.

In the sky, clouds and mist shrouded, like a fairyland on earth.

The old man respectfully said: "Senior, come with me, I have already notified the Hall Master."

Lin Hong smiled lightly: "I thought there would be a killer move waiting for me inside, it was a bit unexpected."

The old man smiled wryly, he is not that stupid.

A legal realm deserves to be treated seriously by the Temple of Killing God.

Moreover, since Lin Hong has enmity with Tai Yizong, without any conflict of interests, he is the target of the Temple of Killing God.

The old man said sincerely: "Senior, I have already said that we are friends rather than enemies."

"Hehe!" Lin Hong shook his head and smiled, and walked away.

Believe in you!

friend?

He is not stupid to be friends with a hermit sect or the Mozong.

He's here mainly to clarify a few things.

Of course, he wouldn't mind making a small fortune if possible.

Chapter 492

Led by the old man, he entered a hall in the mountains.

Along the way, he also met many disciples of the Temple of Slaughtering God, most of them had indifferent faces, and some even wore masks.

Unlike other sects he had seen, the disciples of the Temple of Killing God gave off a very strange feeling, everyone seemed to be a loner.

Hmm, weird.

a long time.

A burly man with a hideous mask appeared at the entrance of the hall.

The old man bowed and said: "I have seen the palace master."

Lin Hong looked curiously.

Zhong Wufeng also raised his eyes to look at Lin Hong, and the two eyes met for an instant, and they separated immediately after touching each other.

Zhong Wufeng waved his hand to signal the old man to leave, and the old man bowed and retreated.

Zhong Wufeng stepped up to the main hall, sat down in the upper seat, and said with a light smile, "Little friend is strong, having such strength at such a young age is really formidable for future generations."

Lin Hong shook his head and sighed, "But the legal realm is still too weak."

"..."

Zhong Wufeng was speechless for a moment, I really don't know if you are being modest or doing it on purpose.

Lin Hong looked at the mask on Zhong Wufeng's face, and thoughtfully said: "Master, your mask is not bad, but isn't it uncomfortable to wear the mask all the time?"

The implication is to take off the mask.

"It's not uncomfortable." Zhong Wufeng shook his head and said.

"I know the purpose of my little friend's coming.

I can tell you what little friend wants to know, but some things are not that I don't want to say, but that I don't know. "

Lin Hong was slightly surprised and said, "Are you really willing to tell me?"

"Why not?" Zhong Wufeng asked back.

Lin Hong was at a loss for words for a moment, but he couldn't argue.

"The Temple of Killing Gods is not a sect in the traditional sense. The composition of the Temple of Killing Gods is very complicated. The name Mozong is just a name given by Taiyizong." Zhong Wufeng said lightly.

Lin Hong shook his head and said, "I don't care about the devil sect. In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people."

"Who?" Zhong Wufeng asked curiously.

"Enemies and our own people!"

"Then it seems that we are our own people." Zhong Wufeng said with a smile.

"..." Lin Hong.

Good guy!

Another shameless person!

Lin Hong suddenly smiled strangely at Zhong Wufeng: "Master, don't talk too much, sometimes I even kill my own people!"

Zhong Wufeng took a deep look at Lin Hong, and sighed: "Little friend, your killing intent is too strong!"

What seems to be a joke is not an expression of true temperament.

"I know." Lin Hong nodded, with an expression of indifference, "But so what, it's better than being killed."

"Ah~" Zhong Wufeng sighed, his tone was inexplicable, "You are very similar to a person."

"Oh? Who is it?" Lin Hong raised his eyebrows.

"The original founder of the Temple of Killing!"

Lin Hong smiled softly: "Master, are you cursing me to die?"

Zhong Wufeng asked strangely: "Who told you that the founder of the Temple of Killing God died?"

Lin Hong's face changed slightly, suppressing the surprise in his heart, he pretended to be calm and said: "Is it possible that you are not dead? Then how did you become the palace master?"

Zhong Wufeng said in a very serious tone: "I am just a watchman, and there will always be only one master of the Temple of Killing God."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lin Hong's mind, and a bold idea popped up suddenly.