I wish all children's shoes a happy Children's Day!

The clothes of the three people were the same as the middle-aged man Murong Xianxian saw, they were also dressed in snow-white robes, and sitting in the center was a bald old man, on his left was an old man with white beard and white hair, and on his right was a slightly younger gray-haired old man, these three people were currently the current leaders of the Hades God Tribe.

"Uska,"

The bald old man looked at the gray-haired old man: "Have all the teams that went out hunting come back?"

"Most of them came back. ”

The gray-haired old man replied, "But Lal and Faga did not return, they went to patrol the banks of the River Styx. ”

He paused slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the bald old man: "Russell, why can't you kill those blasphemers?"

The bald old man sighed faintly: "Thousands of years have passed, the gods who left have never returned, and the dead and sleeping gods have no signs of resurrection.

"Russell ......"

The gray-haired old man was a little anxious, and turned to the old man on the left: "Seganel, he is ......"

"Listen to Russell. The old man motioned for him to continue listening to Russell.

"Maybe we need another chance. ”

Russell continued, "Since we can't do it, why don't we let the blasphemers from outside do it? ”

"But what if they succeed?" asked Uskar worriedly.

"If it was so easy to succeed, we would have succeeded for thousands of years, as long as we could ignite the divine fire of the Nine Main Temples, the gods would awaken, and the crown of the gods would also be resurrected! At that time, we could return to the outer world and spread the glory of the gods again!" Russell's face was full of red light, and he already felt a little demonic, but in the eyes of the other two, this was the normal reaction of fanatics.

"Russell, what about the blasphemers we've captured?" Uska asked.

"Those people・・・・・・ judging by their strength, they are just ordinary, wait for Ral to come back, and let the god warriors judge them. Russell said, twisting his beard.

The other two also bowed slightly, approving of his construction.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps, and then a shirtless young warrior ran in: "Elder, elder, there is a blasphemer......

Yanur said slowly. Seganel said kindly.

The young man adjusted his breath, pointed outside, and said, "There is a blasphemous who has come outside in the clouds......

This young man named Yanur was a tribal warrior, and he was on duty today, and just three minutes ago, a cloud of mist suddenly crossed the tribe's walls and entered the square in front of the temple. After the clouds cleared, the warriors of the tribe were now standing with a dark-haired girl dressed in a strange costume, similar to the blasphemous outfit they had caught.

"How could you get her into the vicinity of the temple?!" Uska was furious, and raised her foot to kick Yanur to the ground.

"After the elder entered the clouds, she couldn't see inside clearly, and our warriors were all defeated by her. Yanur hurriedly got up and hung his head to report.

"Uska, let's go take a look. Russell stopped Uska's anger, and the three of them turned into three gusts of wind and left the room in an instant.

"Get out!

Murong Xian slenderly waved his hand, and a powerful Egyptian warrior flew out as if he had been slapped by an invisible big hand, falling to the ground and struggling to get up. Around him, there were nearly a hundred warriors lying there, all of whom had the same bones and joints as him, and although they were not crippled, they were unable to move for a while・・・・・・ but fortunately, as long as they did not move, it would not hurt, depending on how they chose.

There was a row of low buildings on the right side of the square, and there were six or seven people in one of the rooms, including Asian-yellow and European-Caucasian, and their clothes were similar to Murong Xianxian's, if Murong Xianxian saw them, she would definitely recognize these people as the archaeological team members who entered this world with her, but the three tall and burly Caucasian people in it were something she had never seen.

"Kuroda-kun, how are your injuries?" asked Kazuo Yanagi in a low voice. He looked a little wolfy, his face was gray, and there was a large dried blood stain on his chest.

Kuroda Nagayoshi, who was questioned by him, was even more miserable than him...... Kuroda Nagayoshi had a broken arm, his face was similar to that of a dead man, and the wound was only hastily bandaged. The other two Asians are women and both members of the Japanese archaeological team, one in her thirties named Yoshiko Yoneya, a staff member of the Japanese Embassy; The other is in his twenties, named Mito Masa, who is a Ph.D. and an expert specializing in Egyptian civilization.

The three Caucasians were from Russia, one named Sergey, one named Andrey, and the other named Ivan, all of whom had been captured by the priests of the Hades tribe and had been held here for two days.

Hearing Kazuo Yanagi's inquiry, Kuroda Nagayoshi slowly opened his eyes, and a very terrifying smile appeared on his face, "Yanagi-kun, I can't die, what's going on outside?"

"It looks like there's a fight. Kazuo Yagyu said a little nonchalantly. The buildings were low, but the windows were taller than those of the prisoners, and they didn't pay attention to the Egyptian language spoken by both sides of the fight outside.

"Well, this could be ・・・・・・ chance for us to escape. Kuroda said.

"It's useless. ”

Kazuo Yanagi smiled bitterly, "Our injuries are not good, and we are all sealed with strength, which is inferior to ordinary people, where can we run out?"

"But,"

Kuroda Nagayoshi was about to speak, when he suddenly heard someone talking outside, and a puzzled look appeared on his face: "Yanagi-kun, do you feel that the voice that spoke just now is a little familiar?"

Familiar?

Kazuo Yagyu was a little puzzled, but he knew that Kuroda Nagayoshi must have discovered something, so he also pricked up his ears and listened.

On the square, Murong Xianxian did not immediately rush into the temple, the temple in front of him should be a temple for tribal sacrifices. Outside the temple, there were dozens of Egyptian warriors with scimitars at their waists, and they did not join the battle, but Murong Xianxian had no doubt that as long as she stepped on the steps of the temple, those warriors would definitely attack, and these warriors guarding the temple were not those ordinary tribal warriors, and their strength was definitely different.

However, it can be seen from the shots of those warriors just now that their combat skills are closer to Wu, that is, they have just entered the realm of Wuwu. And those warriors who guard the temple should be in the middle of the intermediate Wuwu and the high-level Wuwu. Just now, more than a dozen powerful priests had already been beaten down by her, which was one of the reasons why those temple warriors were jealous.

"Stop!"

When Murong Xianxian knocked another tribal warrior away, a loud shout sounded in mid-air, although the wind suddenly rose and fell, and the three figures landed in front of those tribal warriors, and a cheer immediately sounded in the square.

"You are the three elders of the Hades Tribe?" Murong Xianxian looked at the three people, comparing them with the images he had read from the memories of the middle-aged man named Ral.

"Blasphemer, how do you know about us?" Russell had a not-so-good feeling, he knew that these blasphemers were not only from the outside world, but also did not know the language here, let alone know about the tribe, the only reason was that she knew it from the mouth of her own tribe, could someone have betrayed the tribe?

"It doesn't matter. ”

Murong Xianxian avoided the other party's question: "I heard that some items in your temple are very helpful for studying the secrets of the Hades Temple, can you lend them to me?"

"How do you know?" Russell asked sharply, and Seganel and Uska's faces immediately changed. This news is very secretive, and only a few high-ranking people in the tribe know about it...... There must have been high-level personnel in the hands of the other side.

"Blasphemer, you can't run!" Uska strode forward, as if worried that she would run away.

"Old fellow, with your strength, I don't need to run away Murong Xianxian said disdainfully.

The magic power in her body had already been activated, forming a set of armor on the surface・・・・・・ of course she wouldn't think that the other party would really tell her the secret. The guy named Lal launched a pack of wolves to attack them, and Murong Xianxian thought that he had enough reason to collect the debt.

"Uska, take her!" Russell ordered with a gloomy face.

"Come here!"

Uskar roared, and the wind and sand in the square suddenly rose, and in an instant, it condensed into a huge earthy yellow palm and grabbed it towards Murong Xianxian.

"Look at the punch!"

Murong Xian snorted, vibrating his fist and striking directly, every time he made a punch, a turquoise fist shadow blasted towards the giant palm, and the sound of banging was endless, and suddenly there was a bang, and the giant often exploded and turned into dust in the sky.

With a successful punch, Murong Xianxian did not stop, but raised his hand again to make a punch, and the surging blue and blue magic power turned into a huge green and blue wood, and slammed into the opposite Uska, and the entire space was ground out of cracks.

"Break it for me!"

Uska was also very brave, his body did not retreat but advanced, and he punched out, colliding with the magic technique issued by Murong Xianxian・・・・・・ this punch actually smashed the cyan giant tree to pieces. In the space, the cyan giant tree continued to crack and slowly dissipate. And Uskar immediately passed through the cyan fragments that had not completely dissipated, and once again blasted towards Murong Xianxian with a punch.

It seems that the situation is not to arrest her, but to blow up Murong Xianxian's head.

Introduction to "Nirvana in the Last Days" (plot development):

Life will always find a way out......

In the history of the earth, the extinction of the dinosaurs, the battle of the gods, the fall of the Oxen Peak...... Behind every mysterious legend, there is a terrifying figure - the end of the world!

In the midst of ups and downs, Xiao Yuxin was fortunate to lead her team to usher in a new round of nirvana for life on earth. RS