"Old Sang, Gao Zhengyang is definitely having a problem."

In the deep sacrificial hall lobby, Lin Yuan said with a worried look on his face.

Mr. Sang didn't say anything and solemnly burned incense to the three holy emperors.

Although his body is hunched, his every move is extremely focused and serious, and he has a rule in his behavior. People dare not ignore it.

Lin Yuan was a little anxious and looked at Tiefeng beside him, hoping that Tiefeng could also stand up and speak for him.

Tiefeng turned his head and avoided Lin Yuan's gaze. He didn't say a word.

Lin Yuan hated, Tiefeng, this slick guy, is really unreliable.

But after saying that, Lin Yuan didn't want to give up. He continued: "Gao Zhengyang was a fool, why did he suddenly become so powerful? There must be a problem!"

“What’s the problem?”

Old Sang stared at the statues of the three holy emperors and asked without looking back.

Lin Yuan received the echo and couldn't help but feel happy and said quickly: "It should be possessed by the demon!"

He paused and said, "You can tell by just looking at how cruel he killed people. Otherwise, how could a child be so cruel, killing people without blinking, and smashing his own people into meat sauce at will!"

"That's all?" Old Sang's voice was calm, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Lin Yuan was a little anxious, "Isn't this enough? He is possessed by a demon. If he is allowed to stay, we will die sooner or later at his hands."

Old Sang was silent for a while and said quietly: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment and looked at Tiefeng again.

Tiefeng's face was deep and he couldn't tell what was going on.

Lin Yuan knew that those words just now could not deceive Lao Sangtou.

He continued: "Gao Zhengyang's sudden power increased greatly. The most likely possibility is that he got the legendary magic weapon!"

Old Sang still didn't say anything, but Tiefeng's face was shady and obviously shocked by his words.

Having said that, Lin Yuan simply explained it clearly.

"As long as we capture Gao Zhengyang, we can get divine weapons. He is just a hairy child who doesn't know anything and will not use the power of divine weapons at all. It's better to take out the divine weapons and let us control it."

"That's it." Old Sang sighed a long time, turned slowly, and said to Tiefeng: "What do you think?"

Tiefeng hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I listen to Mr. Sang."

Lin Yuan secretly disdained that Tiefeng is really not brave. When it comes to a critical moment, he can only flatter and cannot do big things.

Mr. Sang nodded to Lin Yuan and said, "Gao Zhengyang is so powerful, have you figured out how to deal with him?"

Lin Yuan was overjoyed, and it was easier to deal with the old man.

"I have a hundred-year-old ghost ginseng. Even if a monster eats it, I have to sleep for a few days."

Lin Yuan smiled indifferently and said, "As long as you put it in the food, that kid will cook with us."

A coldness flashed in Old Sang's gloomy eyes, "It seems that you have planned it."

"No, don't you still have to get your nod?"

Lin Yuan looked respectful and bowed to show respect as he said.

"That's all."

Old Sang sighed and said helplessly, "Go to do it."

Lin Yuan looked happy and raised his head and was about to speak, but suddenly his body shook and his heart felt unspeakable.

When I looked down, there was a bright blade in front of my chest.

"Uh," Lin Yuan's words turned into a howl of pain.

Only then did Lin Yuan realize that what Mr. Sang said was to let Tiefeng take action.

But how dare they kill him! How can they kill him!

Lin Yuan could not understand why Mr. Sang and Tiefeng did this.

"puff,"

Tie Feng drew his knife behind Lin Yuan, and blood from Lin Yuan's body spurted out.

Lin Yuan was just a mage, not strong, and suffered from this severe injury, and could no longer stand and fell to the ground.

"Why?" Lin Yuan rolled around the ground and asked resentfully.

"It doesn't matter what Gao Zhengyang gets. What's important is that he is very strong and has a fierce and domineering personality. And things like divine weapons fall into our hands, which are actually a disaster."

Mr. Sang slowly squatted down and sighed again: "You can eat as much as your belly. Why don't you understand this principle?"

"Ahem, if you put it bluntly, you're just afraid of things."

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm dead, you won't be able to have a good time either. I've sent a message to the Tianshihui..."

Old Sang heard something was wrong, his face changed and cursed angrily: "You idiot, you are going to kill all of us!"

Lin Yuan, with blood on his face, said viciously, "I'm going to die together..."

Old Sang stood up, waved his ebony stick with a dark face, and slapped Lin Yuan’s head hard.

After hitting it a few times in a row, Lin Yuan immediately disappeared.

"Idiot, I should have been killed long ago." Old Sang said hatefully.

Tiefeng looked a little solemn. If the Tianshi knew about it, it would be a bad thing.

Old Sang saw Tiefeng's concern and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm responsible for something happening, what are you afraid of?"

Tiefeng shook his head and said, "I'm not that big of it myself, I'm worried about the tribe."

"I really didn't expect Lin Yuan to be so stupid."

Mr. Sang said again: "Don't worry too much. There are so many things in the Heavenly Master Association, so how can you care about the trivial matters here? The distance is so far..."

Mr. Sang comforted Tiefeng a few words and said, "You should work harder, organize people to clean the Jinshi Valley, put away the weapons and armor, and buried the body on the spot."

"I understand, go now."

Tiefeng looked at Lin Yuan's body, and when Mr. Sang didn't say anything, he turned around and left.

When Yue Qingxue and Gao Zhengyang came in, they saw Lin Yuan corpse crossing the hall, and Old Sang sat on the chair next to him, looking calm.

Even Gao Zhengyang was shocked, "What the hell is this old man!"

"You're back."

Old Sang stood up very politely and said to Gao Zhengyang: "I fought last night, thank you for your hard work."

"This is what I should do." Gao Zhengyang said politely.

Lin Yuan's body was placed here, obviously for him to see. No matter what the reason was, Gao Zhengyang was really curious about what the old man wanted to say to him.

"This traitor Lin Yuan wants to frame you. I have been executed."

Old Sang pointed at Lin Yuan's body and said to Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang was a little surprised. It was not surprising that Lin Yuan wanted to frame him. What was strange was why Mr. Sang killed him directly.

Although Lin Yuan was not capable, he was still a priest of the Iron Lin tribe.

Sang Old's gloomy old face showed a little bitterness, "I don't want to kill him either. But you are already the pillar of the tribe, but Lin Yuan can't see this clearly. You can no longer coexist, so I chose you."

Lin Yuan is very fond of merit, greedy and incompetent. Sang has long been very dissatisfied with him.

Gao Zhengyang proved his strength, courage and talent in the bloody battle last night. His future is limitless.

There is another more important reason. Mr. Sang doesn’t have much Yuri, so what if he gets the magic weapon!

What's more, after seeing Gao Zhengyang's ruthless methods, Mr. Sang also understood that this child was not aggressive.

Xiaoyue is having a good relationship with Gao Zhengyang again. Even for Xiaoyue, Mr. Sang will not support Lin Yuan.

With so many reasons, Mr. Sang certainly had to choose Gao Zhengyang. As the abandoned party, he must be killed to avoid causing trouble.

Gao Zhengyang was also a little surprised. Mr. Sang looked indecisive, but he was also somewhat decisive and ruthless in his heart.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Old Sang said again: "However, this guy said he sent a message to the Tianshihui, saying that you have obtained the legendary divine weapon. Although it may be a lie to me, you must be careful. Zhengyang, you should also be careful."

Gao Zhengyang was a little puzzled, "What kind of magic weapon?"

Yue Qingxue's face changed, "Absurd, these are legends that have been tens of thousands of years, and there are still people who take them seriously!"

Seeing Gao Zhengyang still looked confused, Mr. Sang patiently explained: "Since ancient legend, the Zhenwu Saint Emperor fought with the barbarian witches, and a divine weapon fell from the sky and fell into the valley, leaving a huge deep hole. Over time, the deep hole turned into a divine weapon pool. It was the pool next to the sacrificial hall."

"That's it." Gao Zhengyang then realized that the body had few memories, so of course he didn't know this allusion.

"The person who obtains divine weapons in the legend will gain powerful power, and even the dullest person will immediately become a strong man."

Mr. Sang said, and looked at Gao Zhengyang with a meaningful meaning.

Even Yue Qingxue's eyes became a little strange. The divine teachings and divine weapons seemed to be no less different.
To be continued...