All black robes, with a sun logo on the chest, which means light.
Except for the leading man, the rest of the people all had their faces covered and could not see their true faces clearly.
Everyone exudes an arrogant and cold aura, which is so inconsistent with the logo on the chest that symbolizes the sun.
They have all kinds of auras among the six paths.
Demonic energy, Taoist energy, ghost energy, and even a bald head, most likely a very small number of legendary Buddhist cultivators.
The Temple of Light seems to be a gathering of powerful men from all six paths, not just one of them.
"Weng Hong, I have been looking for you for fifty years, but I didn't expect that you, a remnant of evil, would hide in the City of Sin."
The leading man put his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Weng Hong like a shuttle, and a sense of domineering was displayed from his every move.
"Lu Zhongmou, I won't hide anymore today, let's see if you have the ability to kill me." Weng Hong said angrily.
"Just this bunch of people?" Lu Zhongmou looked at the strange group of people behind her and sneered: "It's so crippled, so ugly, so weird. People like this who are hiding in the city of sin are simply...
You're rubbish in the six realms, what else do you expect them to do to help you?"
As soon as these words came out, the people behind Weng Hong all rioted, and all kinds of curses rose to the sky.
"Lu Zhongmou, you are just an envoy of the Temple of Light, what qualifications do you have to criticize us?"
"Before you were recruited as a divine envoy, you were just an illegitimate child living in poverty. How long have you become so arrogant?"
"I think you are obsessed with power."
All kinds of curses rang out. Among those behind Weng Hong, it seemed that many of them knew Lu Zhongmou, and one by one they had Lu Zhongmou's background.
Faced with such abuse, Lu Zhongmou still maintained a faint smile on his face and said: "Jealousy and the dark abode have distorted your state of mind. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Five hundred years ago, you were
Don’t you think it’s a huge irony that I, who you regard as rubbish, now regard you as rubbish?”
These words made everyone around choked and speechless.
Although they were dissatisfied, they had to admit that Lu Zhongmou had changed. From an unknown person with no talent in cultivation, he transformed into the envoy of the Temple of Light, the most powerful organization in the true immortal world.
A very powerful person.
"Lu Zhongmou, if you want to fight, fight. Where's all this nonsense?" Weng Hong stood up and shouted: "Others don't know, but I know clearly how much it will cost you to become a god. It's you who has distorted your thoughts.
Well, can you sleep at night?"
Lu Zhongmou, who was calm and calm, his eyes instantly became sharp, staring at Weng Hong like a awn, and his face instantly became ugly.
But this look quickly disappeared, and he returned to normal in an instant.
"Weng Hong, the mission of the temple is the reincarnation, not you. As long as you hand over the reincarnation, I can spare your life. I will pretend I have never seen the garbage here. If you insist on not handing it over, then
, the night here will turn into a slaughterhouse.”
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of divine guards on the crane immediately moved and lined up, waiting for orders and preparing to take action.
…
Upstairs in the Netherworld, everyone looked at the two sides facing each other in the sky above their heads, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Heiyu and his party were at the window downstairs, while Ye Xiong and Luo Yuemei were on the balcony on the roof.
"With the divine envoys taking action and dozens of divine guards, this battle will definitely be fierce." Luo Yuemei murmured.
"What is the strength of the Divine Guard?" Ye Xiong asked casually.
"I have also heard that the divine guards are all powerful men in the divine realm. Their combat power is amazing and definitely not inferior to mine. The selection of the divine guards is very strict. No one knows their selection criteria, and no one knows their
Identity." Luo Yuemei said.
"In terms of momentum, the Temple of Light clearly has the upper hand." Ye Xiong stared at Lu Zhongmou with piercing eyes and said: "The Temple of Light knows Weng Hong well and the City of Sin. It is said that if you know this and know the other, you can fight a hundred battles.
Yum, if they weren’t sure, they wouldn’t be so powerful.”
"I think so too. As far as I know, the Temple of Light has only tried to let the fish slip through the net, and has never lost a fight. If this battle is lost, Lu Zhongmou will be finished. From this point of view, Weng Hong will definitely lose.
." Luo Yuemei said.
"This Lu Zhongmou doesn't show his emotions or anger. He is very deep in the city. He is not an easy person to deal with. I'm afraid Weng Hong will be in trouble tonight."
Ye Xiong felt that he was the most accurate judge of people. For Lu Zhongmou to become the God of Light, it was definitely not just about his strength.
…
While the two were talking, the two sides in mid-air were already fighting.
Weng Hong was mentally prepared. It was naturally impossible to hand over Lu Tianzhao. Lu Tianzhao had been taken away by Mr. Hu, so she had no worries.
Hundreds of figures took action at the same time, creating streaks of light.
Although Sin City is just a group of rabble, most of them are not weak in strength. A considerable number of them are experts in the divine realm and are very powerful.
But they are strong, and the Divine Guards of Light are even stronger. Those Divine Guards seem to often fight together, have a very strong tacit understanding, and have their own set of tactics.
They have the art of combined attack, the art of formation, and the art of defeating them one by one.
Although the number of people in Sin City was large, it seemed that there was no winner or loser at first, but gradually, the battle began to spread, and more and more monks died in Sin City. Although the Divine Guards of Light were injured, none of them died.
fall.
"This is the difference between having an organization and tactics and a mob." Ye Xiong sighed and murmured: "If Sin City could have tactics and a single mind, it could still fight the opponent, but now it all depends on courage and no brains.
The way you play, it would be weird if you don’t lose.”
More and more people were seen dead, and the disadvantages were getting bigger and bigger. The initial impulse of Sin City was gone, and some people began to run away.
In less than half an hour, Sin City was completely defeated. Except for Weng Hong, a few powerful men who were still supporting them, the rest were all dead and could not be seen.
Lu Zhongmou had been watching from the sidelines and did not take any action.
I originally thought that this would be a big battle with considerable strength, but who would have thought that it would be a completely one-sided battle.
"Weng Hong, you have completely lost. If you are sensible, please hand over Lu Tianzhao. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Lu Zhongmou shouted.
"If you don't have a man, you will lose your life." Weng Hong said as he took action, piercing the heart with his sword and killing a divine guard.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, and you will die!"
Lu Zhongmou turned into a stream of light, and his body burst out with a terrifying white light. The Taoist energy surged, like a meteor streaking across the sky.
boom!
A very terrifying force hit Weng Hong directly.
Weng Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground, punching a big hole in the ground.
There was a huge difference in strength, so Lu Zhongmou had better show mercy, otherwise this blow would kill her.
"Take her back and interrogate her slowly." Lu Zhongmou ordered.
The two divine guards immediately flew down and came to her side, preparing to take Weng Hong into custody.