Looking at the smiling face of Shopkeeper Kong, Shen Mo always thought of Qian Xiaofeng's father, Qian Xingji.

may be the reason why they are both businessmen, and the temperament of the two can be described as the same!

It's just that decades ago, Qian Xingji, along with Jiyun Town, was swallowed by the Teng Snake and the Dragon, as well as the four shop industries under Shen Mo's name, such as the Spirit Rune Hall and the Wanluo Immortal Soldier Building, were also in vain, and the losses were not heavy.

"Shopkeeper Kong, I came here today to buy a sword for my senior sister. Also, buy detailed information about the Temple of the Killing God!"

Shen Mo relied on his strength and did not hide too much.

And the use of pseudonyms is actually to prevent his real name from being known to the gods and using all kinds of extraordinary means to calculate him.

"The swords and weapons in the store are all here, all of them are high-quality, the girl can choose by herself, if you need someone to introduce you, just say hello to the guys in the store!" Shopkeeper Kong led the two to the area where the weapons and armor were placed, and said to Chen Mengze with a smile.

Then, he took Shen Mo into the next room and cautiously closed the window, and then asked, "What information does the Mo family brother want to inquire about the God Killing Temple?" Depending on the details of the information, the timeliness, and the degree of reliability, the price also varies greatly!"

"Mo wants to know, where can I find the members of the Killing God Temple? Don't talk about outdated, unreliable information."

"Ten taels of gold!"

Shen Mo took out a piece of gold and put it on the table, and the shopkeeper Kong opened his mouth with a smile: "The underground force of the Temple of God Killing has existed for tens of thousands of years, because of its great rebellious purpose, let alone evil gods, even the righteous gods can't tolerate them. Since ancient times, they have been surrounded and suppressed by the disciples of the gods."

"This makes the members of the Temple of Killing never reveal their true identities when they go out on their walks, and their whereabouts are extremely mysterious!"

"However, according to Kong's recent information, Thorn Mountain, two hundred miles away from here, seems to have signs of the activities of the members of the Killing Temple. It is said that there are more than 100 people living in the form of mountain villages......

After the tea in the cup was drunk, the shopkeeper Kong also finished talking about the information, pushed open the window, and left the side room with Shen Mo.

At this time, Chen Mengze had already picked a three-foot sword, the sword body was shining with cold light, and the appearance was quite extraordinary, and more importantly, this sword was not contaminated with a trace of divine breath.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, it may not even be able to compare with the Xuan-level lower-grade magic sword, but it is undoubtedly the best among ordinary weapons, not inferior to the Bloodscar General's Hundred Refining Steel Sword!

Shen Mo also practiced swordsmanship, although the hundred steel swords were sharp, they always felt that they were not as good as swords;

After thinking about it, he untied the steel knife from his waist and threw it directly to the shopkeeper Kong: "You see how much gold and silver this treasure knife is worth, I will choose another sword weapon, and calculate it together at the checkout."

"Okay!"

After a few breaths, Shen Mo relied on the [Law Eye Candle Micro] and picked a fine iron heavy sword, which was not sharp and heavy, but the material was not bad, far stronger and more durable than ordinary swords.

With Shen Mo's body, no matter how heavy and blunt the sword weapon in his hand is, it is nothing, a sword can still smash a mountain, but it will also shatter the weapon in his hand, this fine iron heavy sword makes up for this shortcoming very well, and it is more suitable than a hundred steel knives!

"How much gold and silver?" Shen Mo took the heavy sword and the matching scabbard, weighed it for a while, and then turned around and asked.

"The steel swords of the Mo brothers are worth seven taels of gold, and the two swords are worth forty taels, and they should be paid another thirty-three taels of gold to the store. But you have traded with me many times, and you have bought and sold good things, and I will give you a discount and pay me thirty taels of gold." Shopkeeper Kong quickly calculated and replied with a smile.

"Good!"

Shen Mo took out three pieces of gold and placed them on the counter.

The shopkeeper Kong was just about to reach out to take it, but the sword light flashed, and an arm flew up in the gushing blood.

"For the sake of the pleasant cooperation with you in the past few months, Mo also gave you a discount and only cut off one of your arms!" Shen Mo shook the fine iron heavy sword, shook off the blood on the sword, and then inserted it into the scabbard and put it on his waist.

After a short period of dead silence, there was the terrible wail of the shopkeeper Kong, like killing a pig.

See this scene.

Chen Mengze on the side seemed to have expected it, his expression was cold and calm, without a trace of surprise.

The shopkeeper Kong, who had one of his arms cut off, covered his wounds tightly, his face was full of pain and horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "Kong asked himself, the business he did has always been fair, and he has never fooled you, why do you want to harm me so much?"

"The transaction is indeed fair, but it is a pity that in addition to the transaction, the shopkeeper Kong is not so honest...... Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many disciples of the gods popping up around the shop!" Shen Mo said calmly.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Kong instantly closed his mouth, only let out a painful moan, and his face was even more pale, I don't know whether it was pain or fright.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the Shinto world, almost nine out of ten Terrans worship one or more gods;

The influence of the gods has penetrated into all aspects of the world, whether it is the pursuit of wealth, power, power, health, peace, abundant harvest, heirs, etc., there are corresponding gods, as long as they sacrifice themselves, they will be able to "return"!

It stands to reason that as a businessman, the shopkeeper Kong would naturally worship gods related to wealth, but there was no trace of the power of the gods left on his body, which was enough to prove that he did not worship any gods.

Therefore, Shen Mo chose to ask him for information about the Killing God Temple!

The result was obvious, Shopkeeper Kong had betrayed Shen Mo and the others after all, and the previous move of opening and closing the window had conveyed their message to the outside world.

He may have been pressured by the disciples of other gods, he may have wanted to earn a sum of gold and silver, or he may have some other reason, but in any case, if he does something wrong, he will have to pay the corresponding price, and it is Shen Mo who cut off one of his arms!

When the disciples of the gods around the shop saw this scene, they understood that their existence had been exposed, and they took out their swords and surrounded them.

At the same time, one by one, they began to sacrifice themselves and borrow supernatural powers from the gods they worshipped......

"Roar!"

"Give me death!"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

The gods they worship may be different, and the various changes on their bodies are also strange and varied.

Someone looked like a blood-scarred general, and his body began to swell violently; The surface of the human body is covered with a thick shell like dragon scales, with a golden and iron luster; Some people's teeth and nails begin to grow, and soon they become vicious and vicious; Smoke of Mars came out of someone's mouth, and he opened his mouth to spit out fierce flames......

"Die!"

Chen Mengze snorted lightly, and then slashed the scaly armor man who pounced on him with a sword, and at the same time, his body was as light as a willow, and he smashed into the crowd of gods and disciples.