The young man felt lost.

However, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Otherwise, why would we drive away so many brothers and sisters?

After a moment, without hesitation, he took out a jade slip in his hand. Spiritual energy poured into the jade slip. The channel in the dark was connected and the contact signal was established.

"Welcome the envoy."

A phantom-like body appeared in front of the young man, and he clasped his fists respectfully.

"How about it, have you thought clearly?"

"Think clearly, the power of the Black God is majestic, I am yearning for it, and I am willing to lead some of my subordinates to meet him."

"part?"

"Yes, about half of my brothers and sisters practice white power. I can't let them continue to follow me, both emotionally and rationally."

"I didn't think so carefully about this matter, let's just give it half. From now on, you will be a member of my Black Temple. With your talent, you will have a bright future in the future, and it is not impossible to even reach my level.

"

"Thank you, Lord Messenger, for your cultivation."

After thinking about it, the young man thought that he must ask to get to the bottom of the matter, so he bit the bullet and asked: "I would also like to ask the envoy to answer a question. Is the Qingling of Xingchen Gate related to the envoy? Is she a member of the Black Temple?"

?”

"Silence! Why can't you speak frankly about that lord's name?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the messenger's face became furious and he shouted loudly.

With a sinister look on his face, he lectured: "That lord is from my Black Temple, but his status is extremely lofty, far more lofty than you imagine. Don't call the lord by his name easily in the future."

"yes……"

The young man was sweating coldly, and felt a strange shock in his heart.

It turns out that Qing Ling, the head of the Xingchen Sect, is more amazing than he imagined?

In his eyes, this messenger was already an unfathomable existence, but compared to that Qingling, his status seemed to be higher?

That's all, this is nothing compared to anything else.

Thinking about it, the Xingchen Sect has so many methods, so the identity of the person in charge must not be simpler.

After the envoy calmed down, he thought about it and thought it was necessary to appease the new subordinate's mood, and continued to explain.

"You have not joined this temple before, so you are not guilty if you don't know. I am going too far in this matter. In short, regarding Lady Qingling, you will know her true identity if you stay for a long time. Before that, you only need to remember how to treat Lady Qingling.

First, treat him as an unattainable big shot, and be more polite in everything. I don’t want to get burned by accepting you into the temple, do you understand what I mean?”

"I understand, thank you for your guidance."

The more he spoke, the more he frightened the young man.

After talking more about the coordination work between the two parties, and how to start trouble underneath, the envoy disappeared without a trace.

"That big shot from the Xingchen Sect is so impressive. It's a pity that I have already come to this continent. Otherwise, I really want to go to the Xingchen Sect in person and see the true face of this girl."

…

Another superstar continent for cultivating immortals.

In the Star Sinking Gate inside the hinterland.

A huge funeral is being held.

"Respect the fallen soldiers."

The beauty and beauty of the young woman wearing the great cloak of the head of the clan are not enough to describe her face.

It can only be described with indescribable objects.

She led all the soldiers and subordinates to pay homage to the deceased at the funeral and extend her most sincere and noble greetings.

Many high-level officials from the sects present, as well as high-level officials from the Xingchen Sect Alliance, looked gloomy, and some even sobbed.

However, other subordinates did not know that in another world across the world, there were many souls. It was the souls of these generals who died in battle. They were also moved, and some people were wailing and crying with them.

After all, the Black Temple now almost controls the undead world of the world.

The young girl who led the crowd had a calm face. After walking through the process, she was swaying her cloak. In the moment of swaying, she sat on the chair on the high platform.

No one could see how she did it.

However, everyone has long been accustomed to the leader's power.

"There were too many casualties this week. There was even a black wanderer who fought with the enemy and died in deep space. If the intelligence department makes another mistake, don't blame me for dismissing you and others."

"Master, please forgive me. This matter was caused by our intelligence department's negligence. Please allow us to make amends for our mistakes. If there are any problems next time, I will bear the blame."

An imposing man at the bottom sighed and stepped out of the queue, clasping his fists and accepting his punishment.

The girl on the high platform, Yun Danfengqing, glanced at her and waved her hand gently: "Remember what you said and step back."

"Congratulations, Master."

In the blink of an eye, the girl's figure had disappeared from the scene of the meeting to pay homage to the fallen generals.

What is left behind is a master whose reputation is unknown.

This time, the leader personally paid tribute, but everything went smoothly. No one was beaten to the end, which shows that the leader is merciful. Of course, it also means that the war is too tight and there are not enough manpower. Maybe she wants to kill chickens to scare monkeys, but there are no chickens to kill.

"Senior Sister, I think there is a possibility of malfeasance in the intelligence department. Do you want me to send someone under me to take action?"

In the main hall of the head of the Xingchen Sect, the stunning girl is closely followed by another maid. However, the maid's face is delicate and delicate, but she also has a murderous aura.

The girl who was sitting on the superior chair did not even raise her eyelids. She looked at this woman, shook her head and said, "You don't need to investigate, they don't have a big problem."

"Senior Sister, why do you say that? It is too dangerous to raise tigers to cause trouble. It is better to kill them as a warning to others."

"I told you that there is no need. If you are so bloodthirsty, then go to the front line and kill two enemies of the same level and come back."

"Uh...yes, Qingjuan is leaving now."

The girl who was talking curled her lips and resignedly accepted the order and left.

She didn't dare not accept the order. If she continued to pester her, the seemingly harmless girl in charge might issue an order such as killing ten people of the same rank. It wasn't like it had never happened before. She almost couldn't come back last time.

Woolen cloth.

As the girl named Qingjuan left, only the girl sitting on the chair of the head was left in the entire head hall.

However, the girl did not stay long.

She casually tore open the crack in front of her and quickly entered it.

Facing me were a few crying old men.

Looking like that, if it weren't for the long muscle knots, people would misunderstand that they were transformed from women.

"The master is here. Thank you very much for holding the memorial service for us."

"The good man in charge not only holds a memorial service for ordinary soldiers like us, but also invites you to attend."

"They even arranged for me to be resurrected in the underworld. I heard from others that these resurrection opportunities depend on chance and have to be drawn by lottery. The leader used the back door to resurrect us. What a good man."

All the strong men swarmed up and surrounded the girl, talking all over the place.

"It's unseemly to surround the head of Qingling with others. Doesn't this make it difficult for others to move forward?"

There were scoldings and roars, and everyone woke up and stepped back in enlightenment.

"I met the leader, but I didn't expect that after I died in battle, I could continue to die for the leader."

The roaring man had a venerable level of strength during his lifetime, and was also one of the generals who met Qing Ling in person.

"You are not serving me, but you are serving my Black God Sect." Qingling's face did not change, and she said calmly: "When you come to the underworld, you should be able to find out that this leader is not actually the leader of the Xingchen Sect.

, although Qingling is also me, but it is only the reincarnation of this life. I am one of the gods of the black god system. You can continue to call me Qingling, or you can call me Qingling God. It is a rare opportunity to be reborn in the underworld. I hope you will wait.

This time, train yourself well. There will be a big war soon. You will fight well for me, the Black God Sect."

"It's just one more death, I will die accordingly!"

Speaking of boldness, these generals and warriors who died for Qingling were all impassioned.

After talking to the group of men who were crying and crying after witnessing the memorial service of herself and others, Qingling looked into the distance, straightened up, and flew in that direction.

Returning to her old place, Qing Ling’s entry was unimpeded by anyone.

Fly directly into the ‘Hall of Hell’.

Inside the Palace of Hell.

It is completely different from the underworld imagined by outsiders.

Full of laughter and laughter.

Today is another day when the Lord of Hell, Edisha, invites outsiders to enter the Palace of Hell to petition.

However, the so-called petition is just a gimmick by Lord Yama.
To be continued...