Sima Shao said in horror: "This, this opportunity is for me to enter the Gate of Light to go to the blood sacrifice?"

The High Priest of the Night said, "How is it impossible, do you know, what is the identity of the young master of the Hall of Light who just died?"

"What, what?"

"You know that someone with a name like Peng Yikun is not from our Bright Dao!"

"He, is he a Shinto?"

"That's right, he's the great-grandson of your previous Shinto First Elder Luo Di!"

Elder Luo Di's real surname is Peng, and Luo Di is just the Dao name of his cultivation.

Sima Shao was stunned, and said, "His Royal Highness Peng Shao is the descendant of Elder Luodi?" He didn't understand, if Peng Yikun was the descendant of the first elder of the Shinto, why did he hate the Shinto people so much, and personally led people into the Thorn Mountain to kill, was it just to show loyalty to the Demon Dao?

The High Priest of the Night was stunned for a moment and said, "What, you don't even know about this?"

Sima Shaodao: "We only know that the young master of the Hall of Light is called Peng Yikun, and his nickname is Feng Xingshi, ten, very cruel. ”

The high priest of the night understood that Peng Yikun must have used means to conceal it, and this news was not spread in Shinto, and such a good reason to hit Shinto was wasted.

Sima Shaodao: "The young master of the Hall of Light is a descendant of Elder Luodi, and we don't know anything. ”

The High Priest of the Night was angry and annoyed, if Peng Yikun was alive, he would definitely be slapped a few times, not long ago, the High Priest of the Night had said the same condition to Yan Qiuhan, but Yan Qiuhan refused, she didn't want to become a puppet of the Demon Dao to death, so it ended up in the hands of Sananti.

Thinking of this, Sima Shao's cold sweat flowed, and he suddenly understood the conspiracy of the high priest of the night, if he became the young master of the Demon God Temple, it would be tantamount to slapping the Sima family in the face, Peng Yikun became the young master of the Demon God Temple, that was after Elder Luo Di died, and now his grandfather is still alive, so wouldn't he become a heinous rebel? At that moment, he shouted hoarsely: "No, no, I can't go against my grandfather, my grandfather is very powerful, you can't beat him!"

The high priest of the night sneered: "Sima Buzhai is so powerful, why never come to Yunshan Pass to garrison, Yanzi Shang can't beat me, is your grandfather okay?"

Sima Shaodao: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you a secret, my grandfather is the soul of twins, the real number one master of Shinto, not Ye Daqian, but my grandfather!" He used a sound transmission, and this sentence was only heard by the High Priest of the Night.

The High Priest of the Night was stunned for a moment and said, "Your grandfather is a twin soul?"

The twin souls are cultivators who have two distractions, and once they encounter a battle of life and death, their power will be greatly enhanced, like the ultimate soul battle between cultivators, they will basically win without any suspense.

Like snatching and snatching souls, they can all be called soul fights, and Wu Fei has been in distress several times, all of which have entered soul fights.

Sima Shao nodded again and again, and said, "I didn't lie to you, I swear with my life!"

The High Priest of the Night looked at Sima Shao with disdain, and said, "Since you told me, your grandfather will not want to take advantage of me, you should consider entering the Gate of Light!"

Sima Shao asked in a trembling voice, "Is there nothing else besides this road?"

The High Priest of the Night shook his head and said, "No!"

The conversation between the two will be transmitted for a while, but there will be no sound for a while, and everyone will hear it in a fog.

Sima Shao's eyes were full of despair, if he agreed, he would go on the road of no return from now on, if he didn't agree, then he would die in front of him.

"I, can I think about it?"

"Okay, then I'll count to three for you, and you can either say yes or die!"

"Wait, wait—"

"One, two—"

The high priest of the night began to count, and just as he was about to exit the three words, Sima Shao raised his right hand and said, "I promise, I promise, the first thing a cultivator is to cultivate for ascension, and all the fetters can be let go!"

"Good. ”

The corners of the High Priest's mouth curled slightly, and he reached out to grab Sima Shao's bitten left hand, and at the same time recited a strange incantation on his forehead.

Sima Shao only felt that a burst of blood was gushing out, and a thought on his forehead was leaving his body, his face suddenly turned pale, and he knew in his heart that giving up now would make him a puppet of this demon in the future.

The High Priest of the Night snorted, his eyes glazed over.

Sima Shao's body trembled, and the last trace of resistance was also put down, he felt that his soul was withdrawn from his body, and the whole person was like a shell.

This process was not long, and after a while, the high priest of the night patted Sima Shao lightly on his body and said, "Okay, I will be your master in the future, you can go in, kill the little saint master in front first, and then kill the third person who enters in the back later!"

"Yes—"

Sima Shao answered, he felt that his body was emptied, and from then on, his life and death had been pinched in the hands of the other party, Sima Shao sighed secretly, his hand suddenly cooled, looked down, and found that there was a smooth black jade in his palm, and there was a blurred figure on this black jade, as if a bewitching woman was dancing.

The High Priest of the Night smirked, how happy it was that the grandson of the Third Elder of Shinto was now being toyed with by himself.

"You hold this piece of Psychic Jade of the Gate of Light, if you can come back, you must return it to me!"

The high priest did not transmit these words, and the people below trembled in their hearts when they heard it, what is the psychic jade, could it be that the gate of light can go in if you want to, and come out if you want to, the so-called blood sacrifice is a scam, and the heirs of the king of light, as long as you hold this piece of psychic jade, you can come out?

The high priest of the night found that he was smug and leaked, so he coughed hurriedly, and continued to say to Sima Shao: "This is the most important thing, take it in, and you can come out!"

"Yes, I see. ”

"After you've killed those two, you're going to do one of the most important things for me. ”

"Yes, but that little saint master, his cultivation is one level higher than mine, I, can I kill it?"

"Yes, when you enter the Gate of Light, he is a baby in front of you, because not only can others not use any magic weapons in it, but their cultivation is also greatly reduced, and you crush him to death like pinching an ant to death!"

Sima Shao sighed and said, "Okay, I don't know what the master wants me to do?" At this time, Sima Shao completely let go of his arrogance and lowered his voice, like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"You should call the deity the high priest, and you don't have to call me master. "The High Priest of the Night did not like the title of master.

"Yes, High Priestess—" Sima Shao replied cautiously.

"What I want you to do, is that you kill those two people, take this psychic jade to the altar inside, and see if the red mist on it has condensed!"

"Yes, I see. ”

Sima Shao is now depressed and lost in his heart, only to feel that his future has been ruined, what the future will be, I really dare not imagine, he slowly walked to the door of the Gate of Light, a soft light emanated from him, Sima Shao's eyes darkened, and he raised his left leg.