"Fatty, do you know?" Wang Qiong chuckled in his heart, giving birth to a bad premonition.

The golden-robed man in front of him, his aura was condensed, but Wang Qiong's intuition told him that this person was unprecedentedly powerful, and he was even more dangerous than Ye Tian.

The most important thing is that from the moment he appeared, he had a murderous intent, targeting everyone here, especially the fat man.

"He is a disciple of the North Hades of the Hall of Light...... Kill Mo Han ......," the fat man said in a deep voice.

The man in front of him was not the same as the disciple of the Hall of Light he had met last time.

There is a strict hierarchy inside the Hall of Light, and there is a difference between the outer door and the inner door for the disciples.

The two people who trespassed into the Bright Academy Palace last time were just outer disciples.

But killing Mo Han is a genuine inner disciple.

"Luo San, it turns out that you still remember me, tsk, it is worthy of being the most perfect test material in the history of my Northern Hades Palace!" Kill Mohan licked the corners of his mouth and said.

"Fatty!?"

At this moment, Wang Qiong's heart was agitated, even a fool could hear that there was a lot of connection between the two.

The fat man turned out to be from the Temple of Light!?

"Fatty, you ......" Ming Haoran's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but say.

"I was originally a living slave raised by the Temple of Light, but I survived by luck. The fat man clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.

It was the darkest time of his life, and the past he never wanted to face.

"Living slaves!?I didn't expect that after so many years, the Temple of Light was still raising live slaves......" The eldest princess of Youhuang snorted coldly when she heard this.

A living slave, as the name suggests, is a living person who is enslaved, and his body and spirit must be extremely obedient, even numb.

The only role of a living slave is to undergo all kinds of trials.

In a way, they are just experimental materials that can be discarded at will.

The fate of the living slave is unimaginably miserable, and death is only the best destination.

Most of the living slaves will become monsters that are not human and ghosts after being tested.

Once they survive, they will be subjected to even more brutal and inhumane experiments and research until they are reduced to pieces and worthless, at which point the mangled living slaves will be discarded like garbage.

As early as the beginning of the establishment of the Temple of Light, in order to fight against demon beasts and study their strength and bloodline, there were many human beings who were willing to sacrifice their lives and use them as materials to try all kinds of incredible experiments.

As King Hofa said, there must be darkness under the light, and there can be no light for the rise and reproduction of mankind.

This was originally an ugliness born for the continuation and inheritance of mankind, but it has been perpetuated.

Three thousand years ago, Lin Luotian was born out of thin air, and he forced the Temple of Light to abolish the mechanism of living slaves.

But after many years of bad habits, how can they be changed?

"I really didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy, not only to complete the First King Sacrifice, but also to recover you. The golden-robed man was a little excited.

Originally, he just wanted to take Ye Tian away and complete the First King Sacrifice, but he didn't expect to meet the most perfect test materials of the Northern Hades Palace here.

Such a surprise made him can't help but be a little excited.

"Save ...... Save me......" Ye Tian shouted as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Little ghost, let him go!" The golden-robed man's gaze fell on Wang Qiong's body, and he said lightly.

"Let him go?" As soon as Wang Qiong raised his hand, the black dragon knife stabbed directly into Ye Tian's lower abdomen: "How to put it?"

This move made the golden-robed man's face completely cold.

"Do you know who he is?"

"Could he be your father?"

Wang Qiong stomped on Ye Tian's sternum, the sound of explosion was endless, his eyes were lightly raised, revealing coldness: "I stepped on your father, do you want to knock one as a son?"

"You'll regret it!" said the golden-robed man in a deep voice.

Airplanes......

"What did you say?"

Wang Qiong raised his hand and stabbed it straight into Ye Tian's thigh.

"You're looking for death!"

Airplanes......

Another knife!

Ye Tiandu was about to cry when he stepped on the horse, and he couldn't wait to stand up and block the dog that killed Mohan.

However, Wang Qiong didn't give him this chance at all, and the black dragon sword fell in response, this time aiming at his head.

The thunder light was vertical and horizontal, winding around the black blade, reflecting the edge of the killing.

Thundered......

Suddenly, the Black Dragon Sword stopped in mid-air.

Wang Qiong looked up sharply, his eyes revealing a look of deep shock.

Killing Mo Han appeared like a ghost, and he actually blocked the edge of the black dragon knife with his palm.

"Little ghost, you're still too weak!"

Before the words fell, Wang Qiong's chest was pierced by a strange force, scarlet blood splattered on one side, and his whole person was blasted out by this force.

"Little Leaf!"

The fat man roared.

Ye Mo had already moved, and the power of nothingness was like a big hand holding Wang Qiong to death, but the strength of the other party was too terrifying.

Wang Qiong's whole person flew directly into the mountains.

Ye Mo gritted his teeth, the green tendons at the door of his head burst out, and his nosebleed gushed out, revealing a look of struggle.

"Brain God Pass!?Nice ability!"

Suddenly, Kill Mo Han appeared strangely in front of Ye Mo, and those eyes were as terrifying as the abyss.

Ye Mo screamed, and his whole person trembled violently.

Killing Mohan's big hand fell, and he slapped it directly into the depths of the lake.

Thundered......

Almost at the same moment, Kill Mohan's body suddenly froze, the fire in his body violently rioted, and in the dark, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching all of him, seeing the truth and mastering everything.

"Heart Eye!? What a rare qualification!" Kill Mohan turned his head and looked at Ming Haoran, his eyes met, and the latter screamed, his eyes bleeding.

Killing Mo Han raised his hand lightly, Ming Haoran's lower abdomen was directly pierced, and the whole person smashed into the mountain wall.

Almost instantly, killing Mo Han was like lightning and lightning, and he made a brazen attack, and his terrifying strength almost crushed everyone together.

"Run for your life and find Lao Wang!"

The fat man stepped forward and blocked the way to kill Mo Han.

Although Wang Qiong's heart was pierced, he was full of primordial qi and should not be able to die for a while.

When the words fell, everyone looked terrified, and they scattered like beasts when disaster came.

"Luo San, you should know that unless your abilities are completely fused, you can't stop me. Kill Mo Han said lightly.

"You can try!" The fat man gritted his teeth and tore his shirt, the blood and qi in his body began to boil like magma, and a mysterious totem gradually emerged.

"Well, I also want to see how far the so-called perfect test material has grown. Killing Mo Han became interested, his eyes squinted, looked at the crippled Ye Tian and said coldly: "Hurry up and recover, complete the First King Sacrifice!"

"I'm going to kill Wang Qiong first!" Ye Tian's body was entangled in black and purple flames, and his body began to recover.

Killing Mo Han heard this, and snorted coldly.

"Don't forget your identity, you are just a worm split from the godson, and the first king sacrifice is the most important. ”

Ye Tian's body trembled slightly, hiding the fierce light in his eyes.

The First King Sacrifice, the Hall of Light has been waiting for three thousand years, and no one will be allowed to destroy it.

......

At this time, in the depths of Tenno Mountain.

Wang Qiong lay on a swamp, his chest empty, and the primordial qi worked on its own, slowly repairing his heart.

"How many years have I smelled the forbidden again...... He's back......"

Ancient voices came from the depths of the earth, and the swamp was like a big hand, engulfing the king's dome.