Yihe banzang, the seventh expert in the Diablo list, died miserably in the war temple


    Before he came, he probably didn''t think he would fight with the people in the God of war hall. Even if he fought, he was confident that he could escape


    However, in the face of the real strong, he seems so weak and vulnerable


    The seventh hall.


    Lin Feng could obviously feel that Yihe banzang''s breath had disappeared. His heart was cold and his face turned white.


    In fact, although he is not as good as Qin Lin, if he goes all out at the beginning and uses both strength and method, he may not be able to replace Qin Lin with a serious injury at the cost of death... It is not completely impossible even to die together.


    However, in front of the middle-aged man in golden robe, all his strength, all his tricks, and even some little cleverness are completely useless.


    Force can break skill.


    In the face of absolute power, his tricks are just a family after all.


    Lin Feng was suddenly annoyed.


    Are you kidding?


    The final boss who was ready to "crusade" at the beginning was so strong?


    Really fight, how?


    I won''t end up much better than Ihe semi hiding.


    Dong Dong Dong Dong——


    At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.


    It was Qiao Xin and others who heard the news and came from afar.


    They ran into the seventh hall and saw Qin Lin seriously injured. They were surprised, especially the dragon. His face changed. They were about to question Lin Feng, but Chen Hua hurriedly grabbed him.


    "You''re crazy. Don''t you see the temple Lord?"


    Hearing this, the dragon finally reacted. No matter how anxious he was, he didn''t dare to take another half step.


    WOW——


    The gods of war, kneel down at the same time.


    "See the Lord."


    The hall Lord, with a good teacher''s face, waved his hand and said helplessly, "they all said you don''t have to pay attention to so many rites. Why don''t you listen?"


    "OK, take Qin Lin away quickly. I''ve forced his poison out, but he''s still very weak and needs to be recuperated."


    Hearing this, the gods of war were relieved. Naturally, what they were most worried about was the big brother who always worried people.


    At present, we have to promise. Immediately, Qin Lin, who is in a coma on his back, left wisely.


    As for what the temple Lord will do to Lin Feng, they can''t and dare not.


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    Waiting for the gods of war to leave.


    The scene became silent again.


    Lin Feng doesn''t know what to say.


    He really didn''t have the courage to shout loudly that I wanted to compete with you, and I would beat you.


    Too pale, too weak.


    He is well aware of the gap between himself and the middle-aged man.


    At present, I''m afraid that ye Tiandao can''t compare with men.


    "Please follow me to a place."


    The hall Lord opened his mouth, and his tone was unexpectedly polite.


    Lin Feng nodded.


    He didn''t ask where he was going.


    Now he is a fish on the chopping board. Even if the other party wants to take him to the wilderness and kill him, he has no resistance at all.


    So the Lord of the temple was in front and Lin Feng was behind. They left the seventh hall.


    Go out of the hall, come to a corridor, and move on.


    Lin Feng knew that the No. 1 God of war hall was really not small. He was also curious. Are the other God of war halls so big and the hall owners so strong?


    The hall leader who walked in front seemed to see Lin Feng''s mind, didn''t look back, and said with a smile: "Except for the tenth, thirteenth and fifteenth war temples, the scale of the twenty-eight war temples is no worse than here. Especially the white tiger alliance, which has scraped a lot of oil and water in recent years. The former war temple is completely decorated like a palace by them... Alas, I don''t know whether it is progress or degeneration."


    Lin Feng is naturally not good at expressing opinions on these issues.


    They walked a distance and finally stopped in an ordinary palace.


    "Is this?" Lin Fengdao.


    "This is my territory, the main hall." the hall Lord said with a smile, "come on, go in. I have something to tell you."


    Then he took the lead and went into the hall first.


    Lin Feng bit his lips and finally followed in.


    It''s a blessing, not a curse, but a curse.


    If the other party really wants to deal with himself, he will kill with his fingers in the air, and he will have nothing to do.


    Walking into the main hall, Lin Feng was surprised.


    Just because the pattern, structure and degree of decoration here are not as magnificent as he imagined.


    Inside, is a very simple room, simple to only one bed, a cushion, and two or three pieces of simple furniture.


    Cultivating in such an environment can really make people free of distractions.


    But at the same time, it will be very boring.


    Even if your heart is not clean enough, it is not impossible to go crazy for a long time.


    "What do you want to say to me? You can say it now?"


    Lin fengleng said.


    He thanked the life-saving benefactor in front of him, but he also knew that the other party was the "enemy" after all.


    He put one hand on the lingxu gourd. When he was ready to fight, he took out the gold armor fist and put it on. By the way, he made some disposable magic weapons he had already prepared. He would smash them desperately later. Even if he was afraid of death, he would make the other party pay some price.


    The temple Lord turned around and looked like Lin Feng.


    Lin Feng is like a great enemy.


    "Patter!"


    The next second, the invincible middle-aged man in the God of war suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice:


    "Alpha, Lord of the first war temple, welcome the Dragon Lord home."