Status: He is possessed by the God-killing Demon Pill and needs to take the antidote every three years, otherwise he will turn into an irrational killing maniac.
(Note: The Temple of Killing is one of the four temples under the Black Demon Heavenly Palace.)]
Kill the temple?
The four palaces of the Black Devil’s Heavenly Palace?
The Temple of Trap that originally attacked the Five Factions Alliance should also be one of the four temples, right?
Unexpectedly, the forces of the Black Demon Heavenly Palace have actually penetrated from the Demon Sealed Land into the Continent of the Gods.
Chen Ronghuo identified Shang Tong's attributes, his heart moved slightly, he pulled out a chair at the table in front of him and sat down slowly.
A strange force field formed by soul power turned into mist and enveloped Chen Ronghuo, distorting his vision and all other detections.
Shang Tong looked at Chen Ronghuo and couldn't see Chen Ronghuo's appearance at all.
All that could be seen was that Chen Ronghuo's arms were bulging, as if he was holding a squirming creature that could not be described.
He felt solemn in his heart and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look more. He just pricked up his ears, ready to hear what Chen Ronghuo wanted him to do.
Chen Ronghuo was not a strong person that he could resist. At this time, sneaking into his mansion quietly would obviously not be as simple as wanting to chat with him.
But what made him even more awe-inspiring was that he had just been careless and muttered to himself as if there was no one else around him. He didn't know if he had caught this person's attention.
To deepen the conflict between the two dukes, as soon as you hear about such a thing, you will know that it involves a lot of depth.
"Your name is Shang Tong, right?"
Chen Ronghuo knocked on the armrest of the chair.
"yes."
Shangtongma slideway.
"You are the owner of the Demonic Horn Territory, right?"
Chen Ronghuo continued to ask.
"Yes." Shang Tong nodded again.
"Then I don't know what benefits the Temple of Killing has given you. Why don't you insist on joining them despite being a good lord?"
"I……"
Cold sweat flowed down Shang Tong's forehead, like a flood.
He had no idea how Chen Ronghuo knew his biggest secret.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have killed Chen Ronghuo on the spot.
But the way Chen Ronghuo appeared...
Chen Ronghuo had just put a hand on his shoulder, suppressing him like a mountain. How could he not realize that with his own strength, fighting against Chen Ronghuo would only bring humiliation to himself.
“Senior’s words are right!”
Suddenly, Shang Tong suddenly raised his head: "I am indeed from the Temple of Killing, but I don't know if my seniors know what kind of organization the Temple of Killing is.
The intermediate divine envoy they contacted me was both an eighth-level cultivator.
I don’t know what senior’s cultivation is, why do you want to come to me?”
"Haha, are you trying to scare me with a mid-level divine envoy?" Chen Ronghuo smiled upon hearing this, "I have never dealt with the Killing Temple before, but I have greeted a high-level divine envoy from the Falling Temple, and I have also talked with the Heavenly Envoy.
I have dealt with a reborn god general in the Bone Territory."
Fall into the temple?
Tiangu territory?
A reborn general?
What is all this?
Shang Tong was a little confused.
What Chen Ronghuo said seems to have something to do with the Temple of Killing, but the key is that he doesn't know any of it.
He is just a non-staff member of the Killing Temple.
The only person he has seen is an intermediate divine envoy from the Temple of Killing in this sea area.
However, although he didn't know what Chen Ronghuo was talking about, he had an unclear feeling. Under this feeling and the strength shown by Chen Ronghuo, his momentum weakened involuntarily.
"Senior, that's not what I meant, I just... I just..."
"I know you are sick." Chen Ronghuo leaned back on his chair, looked at Shang Tong, and said with a smile, "After taking the God-killing Demonic Pill, I understand this thing, and I happen to be able to cure your disease."
Shang Tong was even dripping with cold sweat.
He froze there, not knowing what to do.
He didn't expect that Chen Ronghuo even knew this.
Chen Ronghuo said it could cure his illness, and he thought it was possible.
But would Chen Ronghuo have no requirement to remove the effect of the God-killing Demonic Pill he took?
Chen Ronghuo didn't urge him either.
He took out a delicate water cup from his storage ring, poured himself a cup of tea from the hot teapot on the table, and tasted it quietly.
"I have been in this world for so long, I should be considered a moderate boss now, right?"
Chen Ronghuo thought to himself.
His cultivation has reached the late seventh level and his strength has reached the early eighth level. He is really not weak anymore.
"Senior, I don't know what you want me to do?"
At this time, Shang Tong finally figured it out.
Now Chen Ronghuo is in front of him. If Chen Ronghuo makes any request, he can refuse it. Does he dare to refuse it?
"It's very simple, just change another force to join."
Chen Ronghuo took a sip of tea.
Shang Tong asked carefully: "Don't you know where your senior is from?"
"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that your contact person is me. When I need you, I will naturally contact you." Chen Ronghuo shook his head, "Of course, before that, I want to leave a mark on you.
Is there no problem with this?"
How can there be no problem?
Shang Tong was nagging in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it externally. He could only nod and let Chen Ronghao do whatever he wanted.
Chen Ronghuo drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, summoned a wisp of soul essence, turned into black smoke that was connected into countless rune chains, and shot into Shang Tong's forehead.
Shang Tong froze. Although he knew this was not a good thing, he knew that once he let this thing enter his body, he would probably be restricted by the person in front of him in the future.
But he didn't dare to resist.
For a moment, when the black smoke that Chen Ronghuo shot into Shang Tong's soul sea turned into a large shadow, like a black cloud, permeating every corner of his soul sea, he suddenly fell into complete despair.
There are strong and weak secrets that control people's souls.
He is a magician of ghosts and gods, and he also knows some similar secret techniques, so of course he can see how profound and vicious the secret technique Chen Ronghuo used on him is!
No solution!
When Shang Tong was in despair, Chen Ronghuo used the thirty-three-day soul-suppressing technique to control Shang Tong. He felt the breath of the law of calamity coming from between heaven and earth, and thought about how he was waiting for him to use the breath of the law of calamity.
After refining, you can almost break through to the peak of the seventh level.
"Come, let me first help you detoxify the God-killing Demonic Pill from your body."
Thinking of this, he stood up and walked behind Shang Tong, put his left hand on Shang Tong's back, and started to touch the attributes from it.
Shang Tong didn't dare to move.
"Killing Heart +1"
"Demonization +1"
As he figured out the attributes one by one, Chen Ronghuo also began to ask Shang Tong how much information he knew about the Demon Slayer Palace.
However, what disappointed him was that Shang Tong had only been a non-staff member of the Demon-Slaying Hall for three years. Except for an eighth-level intermediate divine envoy from the Demon-Slaying Hall, he had never seen anyone else and didn't know much about them.
"In this case, you can continue to work for the Demon Slayer Palace from now on. Whenever I need you, I will come to you again."
After almost touching the properties of the God-killing Demonic Pill in Shang Tong's body, Chen Ronghuo said.
Shang Tong felt that the potency of the God-Slaying Demonic Pill in his body was greatly reduced, and said with some unconfidence: "Sir, I wonder if the people in the God-Slaying Temple will notice if I don't have the potency of the God-Slaying Demonic Pill in my body?