The scene returned to peace, and the old man in white robe showed a look of horror on his face and looked at Zhao Zilong with horror.

Zhao Zilong looked solemn. He thought that even the Demon Emperor Ji Xiaoyao was afraid of the power of his sword just now, but this old man in the Western white robe could escape unsuccessfully. What kind of power is that ball of white light? It has such a powerful defense ability?

"Divine Blessing?" Zhao Zilong asked in a low voice when he thought of the old man in white robe said.

The old man in white robe also came to his senses, suppressed his shock, stared at Zhao Zilong and said, "Zhao Zilong, I am the envoy of the Temple of Light. This trip is to take you to the Temple of Light. You'd better go with me, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Is it threatening?" Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed with a sharp look and said with a wicked smile: "Don't say that I don't know what the Temple of Light is, but just from your hurtful behavior behind the scenes, you can see that the so-called Temple of Light is not a good place. At this moment, you are not as good as me, but you dare to threaten. It seems that my Zhao Zilong's name is not loud enough. People in the Western underground world have forgotten my Zhao Zilong's reputation."

The old man in white robe suddenly felt a violent force sweeping across the world, and felt that the air in the void suddenly increased countless times. When he was in this void, he felt that his body could not bear the weight and his movements became much slower.

"field!"

A look of horror flashed in the old man with white robe. Although he knew that Zhao Zilong was very powerful with that move, he still didn't expect that Zhao Zilong was so powerful. How did this kid reach this level of cultivation at a young age? The old man with white robe was stormy in his heart. Damn, my 180-year-old cultivation was in vain, and even a young boy about thirty years was not as good as a boy.

In addition to being shocked, the old man in white robe was not a weak man who could be slaughtered. He pinched a cross shape with both hands and put it on his chest, looked up at the sky with a pious look on his face, and shouted again: "God blesses the world!"

In the void, a dazzling white beam suddenly appeared and fell directly from the air on the old man in white robe. This beam rushed into the field. The space of the field constructed by Zhao Zilong's powerful thought controlled by the heaven and earth energy power suddenly suffered a violent impact from external forces and was instantly destroyed.

Zhao Zilong was hit by a certain backlash in his sea of ​​consciousness, but it was not serious. He couldn't help but curse himself as stupid. This person is a Western monk and is good at attacking methods at the spiritual level. He uses domain rules to restrain the other party. Although he seems domineering and powerful, he actually hits the other party's thoughts.

The sword light soared into the sky, and Zhao Zilong's domain rules were broken. Although he was shocked, he immediately launched the next round of attacks and directly used the sword intention.

Sure enough, when the old man in white robe saw Zhao Zilong slashing out, he immediately looked extremely solemn, his mouth burst into light and shouted: "Break!"

His fingers pointed at the direction where Zhao Zilong slashed out. A dazzling white beam of light appeared and directly bombarded the knife intention. The invisible sword energy turned into shattering, but Zhao Zilong had already rushed to the old man in white robe, and the long sword in his hand ruthlessly slashed towards the other party's throat.

Too fast!

The old man in white robe was extremely shocked. He really didn't expect Zhao Zilong's attack method to be so fast, and it was completely a simultaneous attack between two states: consciousness and physical body. When he failed to completely suppress Zhao Zilong at the spiritual level, he understood that today's trip would be difficult to escape, so he reported the backstage of the Temple of Light, hoping that Zhao Zilong would be afraid and dare not do anything randomly.

However, Zhao Zilong is simply a fearless master. Not to mention that he has never heard of the name of the Temple of Light, even if he has heard of it, with his personality, why are he afraid?

Puchi!

The white light was shattered in front of the old man with white robe's neck by a blue knife. The infinite power contained on the blue knife broke through the old man's divine blessing light escape, reached his throat, and after a shallow hole was opened in his throat, he stopped silently and stopped.

The old man in white robe looked horrified and looked at the short knife in front of him with great horror, feeling the scorching pain in his throat, and his body began to tremble.

The older the man is, the more afraid of death!

Seeing that the person was shaking slightly, Zhao Zilong laughed and said jokingly: "Your God, can't bless you?"

"Blasphemy, you...you will be punished and sanctioned!" The old man in white robe tried hard to calm down and said in a trembling voice looking at Zhao Zilong.

"Is blasphemy? This word is used well, but if there is really a so-called god, what if I, Zhao Zilong, blasphemy? I am not you, and I don't need God's blessing, so it doesn't matter if I blasphemy."

Zhao Zilong said, and quickly tapped the old man in the white robe a few times, imprisoned his ability to move, took back the green knife, looked at him and said, "Where is the Temple of Light? Why should I target me? What's the purpose of looking for me?"

The old man in white robe was shocked again when he thought of the legendary mystery and power of the Eastern cultivator. However, his special identity was so how could he betray his organization by Zhao Zilong like this, so he kept silent.

Zhao Zilong frowned, waved his arm, and a flash of sword light. The old man in white robe suddenly felt a stinging pain coming from his right hand. When he looked down, he was shocked. His thumb on his right hand had disappeared, and blood was gushing.

Decisive, determined, and cruel!

At this moment, the old man in white robe finally realized what kind of demon the handsome, gentle and harmless young man in front of him was. Thinking of the infamy that this guy once had in the Western underground world, he suddenly shuddered all over, and his eyes showed a true fear.

"I don't want to ask the same question a second time." Zhao Zilong said with a smile.

The old man in white robe gasped. As Zhao Zilong observed, although he was very old, he was more afraid of death than young people. What's more, he was a real Western monk and knew many secrets that ordinary people could not know. Although he was in his eighties now, he knew that he was still young in the world of cultivation and could live for a long time and enjoy a lot of beautiful lives, so he would never allow himself to die here.

What's more, this kid is not asking a huge secret, even if he tells it, he will not betray the temple.

"The Temple of Light is the backing behind all Western religions, and all religions are under our jurisdiction, including the Holy See you. However, the Holy See belongs to the largest secular sect under the Temple and has a relatively special status. As for why the Temple wants to find you, I am not very clear, because this is the order issued by King Light, and he wants to see you." The old man in white robe cooperated very well and decisively answered all the questions asked by Zhao Zilong.

Zhao Zilong was secretly frightened. In his heart, the Holy See and the Mafia family were already the powerful organizations in the Western underground world, but he did not expect that behind the Holy See, there was such a so-called Temple of Light. It seems that he still had too little knowledge of the Western world of practice.

However, Zhao Zilong is already a true practitioner and knows the mysterious small world in the East very well, so the existence of a powerful practice sect like the Temple of Light in the West is not a big news for him. However, how powerful is this Temple of Light?

The mind was pivoting, and Zhao Zilong stared at the old man and said, "What's your name? What's your status in the Temple of Light? Also, is that King of Light the most powerful existence in your Temple of Light?"

"My name is Hammond. I belong to one of the envoys of Light. In the Temple of Light, there are two major institutions: the Judgment Department and the Envoys of Light. The Envoys of Light are also responsible for the intelligence work of the entire organization. The Judgment Department is under the jurisdiction of the King of Light and responsible for the war. It is the most powerful killer weapon in the temple. The King of Light is the supreme leader of the Temple of Light and is naturally the most powerful existence." The old man in white robe had already realized Zhao Zilong's decisiveness and ruthlessness, and did not dare to delay at all, and immediately answered Zhao Zilong's question.

Zhao Zilong nodded silently. This organization looked similar to the Holy See. The Holy See also divided the Cardinal and the Black Bishop. At the same time, the Knights of the Holy See also existed. However, this Temple of Light must be more powerful than the Holy See.

"Since the Judgment Department is the most powerful killer weapon in the Temple of Light, why did you send me this time instead of sending the Judgment Department's masters to come forward?" Zhao Zilong asked in confusion.

Hammond's expression changed a little and said with a wry smile: "Mr. King of Light wants to see you. We are gentle in our affairs and will not cause much harm to you, so I sent me here. If it is true that the people from the Judgment Department appear, it may be difficult to bring you back intact."

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "It seems that the people in the Judgment Department are really cruel and ruthless masters. I really want to see it. Hammond, if you compete with the people in the Judgment Department, how likely will you win?"

Hammond was slightly stunned. After thinking about it, he said with a serious expression: "It depends on who you meet. If it is a member of the Pitch Judgment Department, I, Hammond, can still handle it, but if it is those killing gods..." When Hammond talked about those killing gods, he seemed to think of something, and a deep look of fear appeared on his face: "Provoking them is equivalent to causing nightmares, and they will be the nightmare in the hearts of all enemies!"

Zhao Zilong vaguely understood that it seemed that the people in the Temple of Light, the group of Light Messengers are monks who are dedicated to the spiritual realm level, and the people in the Judgment Department are afraid that they are better at killing people, that is, they are more powerful in the physical realm realm. However, thinking of the methods that Hammond had just stopped his attack, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but ask: "The people in the Judgment Department, are the mental powers as strong as yours?"

Hammond didn't expect that Zhao Zilong could guess the biggest weakness of the members of the Judgment Department at once, and couldn't help but show a hint of horror. However, seeing the harmless gentle smile of humans and animals on Zhao Zilong's face, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times and said, "This is their weakness."
Chapter completed!