There are some things that cannot be said.

The "earth dwellers" who live in the dark and quiet underground world have extremely sensitive hearing - Wu Tai's ears are very sensitive.

Wu Tai quickly covered his adopted son's mouth. He looked nervously in front and back, and then relaxed a little when he saw that no one in the logistics team paid attention.

"No nonsense!"

Wu Tai glared at Piccolo fiercely.

The latter disagreed, but did not refute. He was just thinking about going to the surface. In the many days since he was born, he had never seen anything other than the "Dirty River".

There is a vague feeling in my heart that there seems to be something that I need to take the initiative to find... to find something that can make me complete.

Suddenly there was a commotion.

Everyone in the logistics team whispered, but they saw that the commotion seemed to be coming from somewhere on the cliff mountain road that circled above... Piccolo's heart moved, but he immediately felt a pulling feeling.

"No running around!"

"knew."

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It's like an unfathomable abyss, but this road is not straight. It has a certain inclination. There is a rugged path on the steep rocks, which has been secretly carved by generations of "earth dwellers". out strategic route.

The light of the torch illuminated the entire abyss at this time.

[Adolf] raised his head, and the sight of the [Earth Dwellers] marching in front of him shocked him, as if an alternative civilization was stumbling along.

He has not logged out of the [Blue World] map for a long time... The supplies were purchased from Sanjia on the channel at high prices, and the 10% handling fee for the email function made his recent financial situation even more difficult.

There were a lot of materials on hand, and he sold some one after another, and finally managed to regain a wave of health - but if he continued like this, he couldn't hold it back. Some special items could only be returned to the special NPC store in [Emerald Continent]. Only then can it be sold.

Fortunately, as a [player] whose main combat profession is [Necromancer], this underground [Dirty River World] is an excellent point of combat power amplitude.

There are dead souls everywhere.

It seems that even the wandering gods of the [Ninth Hell] cannot go deep into this.

Ever since the system girl independently launched an unlimited mission to hunt down the "Duty God", there have been many [players] who have been studying the actions of the "Duty God".

They discovered that the Wandering Gods would not penetrate into the area of ​​[Dirty River World]...at most, they would be on the uppermost level, and they could still be seen wandering in the shallow areas of the drainage facilities of [Kunlun City] - and the number was still very small.

Seems to be disgusting...

"What... [Heavenly Prison] was actually broken?"

"I haven't even participated in the previous [Purple Sky Cup] event... I always feel like I missed a lot of editions!"

"But having said that, luckily I have been restricted by the plot of [Fuhu]. It seems that [players] are not in a very good situation now. The [Alliance] side has been suppressing them crazily, and there is a wailing on the channel."

Such as [NPC natives are not human beings], [How can the golden legendary BOSS come out to steal [player]’s head], [Why don’t we have a crystal tower]...

"What are you mumbling about?"

Blue bellyband, baby bun... [Fuhu], who was dressed in a certain way, stared at [Adolf] curiously - if he hadn't confirmed that this guy was a character in the mission plot, [Adolf] would have thought that this guy had discovered it. [Player]'s system vision...

It always feels like he can feel something.

"Nothing, I'm just curious about one thing, senior." [Adolf] calmed down, and walked with this guy in the [Dirty River World] looking for the legendary [Buddha] for a long time, and it took a long time to figure out the other person's temperament. , "These [earth dwellers] seem to be ruling something behind the scenes...Looking at the mobilization power, the prestige of this ruler should be very high."

"[Millennium Demon Cult]." [Fu Hu] picked his nose, "Back then, there were still many followers of the Demon Lord, and these [Earth Dwellers] were also easier to tame."

【Adolf】In my heart

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As soon as he moved, [Fuhu] was the second link of his mission... Ever since he saw [Little Mage] last time, he had a hunch. [Player]'s gesture of opening [Blue World] should be to dig more The plot story of [Blue World].

"Senior, do you know a lot about the [Millennium Demon Cult]?" [Adolf] took the initiative to step forward and took out two steaming big meat buns: "Can you tell me about this for this junior?"

Don't ask where the fresh meat buns come from - just ask the player storage compartment where you can stock up on supplies.

"I really want to dig you open and take a look." [Fuhu] narrowed his eyes.

[Adolf] was frightened for a while... It felt as if [Fuhu]'s name had turned red. This guy seemed to be having a period of nervousness again.

"Senior..."

"Sin, sin, sin, how can I kill? How can I kill?" [Fuhu] tore open the buns and ate them happily, "What did you just say?"

"[Thousand-year Demon Cult]!"

"Well..." [Fuhu] narrowed his eyes slightly, "The name of the Demon Lord is [Wutian]. He used to be on [Lingshan]..."

…

There was a strong wind.

Contrary to the [Earth Dwellers] team that looked like scavengers, this team was strictly disciplined, and their costumes also had the mysterious flavor of a sect.

When the strong wind hit, hundreds of sword lights flashed instantly.

I saw an old man with black chains wrapped around his arms, long gray-black hair scattered, black armor on his fingers, and terrifying eyes slowly walking towards him.

"The flag of the Qingnang Association of the Divine Religion?" The old man's eyes flashed, "Why don't you kneel down when you see me!"

"Who are you!"

Dozens of men with machetes in their hands, black ribbons wrapped around their heads, and strong breaths instantly surrounded the old man.

"Wait a minute!"

At the back of the team, in a giant abnormal palace made entirely of bones, a woman wearing a colorful robe and a priest's mask slowly walked out.

When everyone saw this, they knelt down one after another.

A clean little girl was holding the hand of a woman in a green robe and looking at her curiously.

"Are you...Ren Doyou?" Under the mask, the woman's voice sounded slightly surprised, "The leader of the Blackwood Society of the Divine Sect back then?"

"It's me!" The old man... Ren Duyou looked at the priest woman and said thoughtfully: "Seeing that you are not old, you also know me?"

"I am Xiang Hongmian, the daughter of Hongmian." The priest woman said slowly, "I am Xiang Yuechan, the sacrificial daughter of the divine religion."

"Priestess?" Ren Duyou snorted coldly, "Three Divisions, Six Flags, Twelve Associations, when do the priestesses of each session only need to designate themselves? Did Xiang Hongmian teach you? Tell her to get out of here. Old man!"

"My mother has passed away." Xiang Yuechan, however, did not get angry. Her pleasant voice was soft and waxy, "The title of sacrificial daughter is also recommended by the congregation."

"Sitting..." Ren Duyou was dazed for a moment, then sighed, "How many people are there in the cult now?"

Xiang Yuechan asked: "Why are seniors here? It stands to reason that seniors were in the last war?"

"[Tian Lao] has been broken." Ren Duyou waved his hand, "A few old guys and I were able to escape, but they were dragging the Xianting Army troops. I found an opportunity to enter the [Dirty River], just to have a look. , is there any remnant of the divine religion?"

"Seriously?!" Xiang Yuechan's voice fluctuated.

"I don't need to lie to you, a junior." Ren Duyou said in a deep voice: "Now, answer my question, what are you doing? There will be at least five hundred years before the next demon sect war. You are done. If you are going to sacrifice a girl, why should you go against the teachings?"

Xiang Yuechan remained silent.

"Sacrifice Girl..." Several people around her looked at Xiang Yuechan with suspicion, "This person's identity is doubtful..."

Xiang Yuechan shook his head slightly, "I once met the leader of the Black Wood Guild. Although he was young, he would not admit his mistakes... Besides, magical powers attract each other, can't you feel the extremely pure demonic energy of Senior Ren? ?」

How could they not feel it? It was because of their remarks that they were restrained by higher-level magic...magic powers. They were able to restrain themselves like this, otherwise they would have been restrained long ago.

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The person who attacked the female sacrifice was captured.

They are all members of the new generation of believers, but they don’t know who the former leader of the church is, and they only recognize them as members of this generation.

After Xiang Yuechan comforted his subordinates, he patted the hand of the little girl next to him, walked to Ren Duyou alone, and said with a smile: "I am so lucky that not only did the divine sect welcome back the [Demon Species] soul boy, but even The [Heavenly Prison] has all been broken. It is indeed God’s will. In this generation, this religious sect will flourish.”

"What did you say, the [Devil Seed] was found?" Ren Duyou was shocked and even reached out and pinched Xiang Yuechan's arm, "Seriously?!"

"Of course." Xiang Yuechan pointed to the huge bone palace behind him, "The soul boy is over there."

Ren Duyou pushed him away in an instant and strode forward. The kneeling believers around him could no longer restrain themselves and stopped in front of the palace cautiously and nervously.

"Go away!"

Ren Duyou shouted, and under the suppression of his superiors' magical power, all the young believers vomited blood and were swept away by the demonic energy.

"In front of the spiritual boy!" Ren Duyou walked to the Bone Palace with piercing eyes, but put his left hand to his chest and lowered his head, "I have an audience with Ren Duyou."

There was no movement in the Bone Palace.

Ren Duyou spoke again, "I have an audience with you, Ren Duyou!"

This time the sound was significantly heavier.

Xiang Yuechan frowned secretly... It's not that the old people of these religious sects are bad, it's just that they are too strong and are very unfriendly to the new generation of believers.

"Spiritual boy!" Ren Duyou raised his voice again.

His eyes narrowed, and instantly a strong wind blew open the door of the Bone Palace.

"How dare you, Ren Duyou!" Xiang Yuechan was shocked. With a stern look, the suppressed young believers seemed to have gained great courage.

Step forward, and there are three layers and three layers outside, completely surrounding the Bone Palace.

Ren Duyou seems to be unafraid. Years of imprisonment in the [Heavenly Prison] have not erased his demonic nature at all... Even if his cultivation is no longer what it was before, vicious people are still vicious.
To be continued...