The temple is not very large from the outside, but it is spacious inside, and it may be that there is nothing else to do with it except for the statues.

After Jiu Luo dealt with the demon bee divine envoy and the yin and yang-faced old mir, he whistled and walked into the inner hall with the pace of the six relatives who did not recognize him.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the temple.

The figure approached the temple, surveyed its appearance, and then took out a drawing from its bosom and carefully compared it.

"That's it, that's it!" the figure said excitedly.

The voice that came from the person was a female voice, and it was not very old.

Once she was sure she was looking for the wrong destination, she stepped forward and began knocking.

She was so strong that she almost shattered the door frame when she slammed on it.

"Is there anyone?"

Jiuluo, who was wandering around the temple, heard the sound outside, and his ears moved, but he did not respond to her, but continued to observe the temple, especially the round hole that had opened under the dome of this temple.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything special, and after Jiu Luo looked away, he began to think.

"The exterior design of this temple is very ordinary, and there is nothing unusual inside, and Ao Jiuying didn't leave anything special in his heart, why would Candle Dim be so concerned about such a place?"

Especially those two guys who guard the temple, it is still a very terrifying existence to deal with ordinary people, but if they are used against themselves, it is like a joke.

Jiuluo, who didn't understand why, spun around again.

The demonic beasts in the cage are also very ordinary, after all, the power of the divine envoy and Lao Mir is also the appearance of the master realm, how can they deal with anything powerful.

"Is there anyone in there!" the knocker, who had not received a response for a long time, increased his strength and slammed the door.

This kind of behavior is the same as Jiuluo, if you don't invite me in, I won't go in, but I'm going to knock on the door for you, don't blame me!

Unable to find his thoughts and direction for a while, Jiu Luo withdrew his gaze and diffused soul sense, and walked to the door.

With a "crunch", Jiu Luo opened the door.

The man outside the door was about to increase his strength to knock down, and as soon as the door opened, the fist fell directly to Jiuluo's chest.

Raising a finger and pressing it lightly, he held down the fist with a thousand powers, and Jiu Luo smiled: "Little girl, this is the Temple of Calamity, what are you doing here?"

"It's amazing!" the owner of the fist hurriedly took a few steps back, widening the distance between her and Jiuluo.

Taking this opportunity, Jiu Luo saw her appearance clearly, this was a young woman with long fiery red hair, her appearance was very beautiful, and her figure could not be seen, because she was wearing a thick heavy armor and did not hold a weapon.

The woman was also looking at Jiuluo, and when she saw that this was a young man, there was a look of surprise in her eyes: "The person here should be a middle-aged person, right?"

"Are you looking for someone? There are no middle-aged people here, there are elderly people, only me, what are you doing here?"

"My name is Aravi, and I have been entrusted here to end the contamination of your temple of evil!"

"You, what other tricks, I'm giving you a chance to take a look. ”

Jiuluo's voice was cold and teasing, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

I don't know if it's because this makes this divine envoy feel that Jiu Luo has no temper, or if he is very confident in his ability, after his demon bee was destroyed, there was no great mood swing.

The divine envoy was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face again: "In the realm of the Calamity Dragon God, you can't kill his pet, revive it, Calamity Demon Bee." ”

In the call of the divine envoy, the group of demon bees that had been scorched by Jiuluo with lightning turned out to be really alive again, one by one, full of energy, and reunited into a large group in the air, many of which still had scorched black colors and smoke on their bodies.

"Tsk, friends in the underworld like to play the undead system, but it's a pity that this demon master and I specialize in all kinds of undead systems. ”

When Jiu Luo saw the scene in front of him, he was not surprised, and he was very disappointed, and his smile was gone.

But this divine envoy didn't see it that way, he saw that Jiuluo became expressionless, and thought that he was afraid, and suddenly felt that he could do it again.

"Kill him!

"If you want to kill someone with a trick that has failed once, should you say that you are naïve, or are you naïve?"

Quietly adding a little power of the gray plain to the pitch-black lightning, Jiu Luo snapped his fingers again.

The "crackling" sound of the pitch-black lightning resounded through the temple again, and it was another perfect flicker and jump of sound and light, and the demon bees fell one after another in this dynamic sound and light, covering the ground.

This time, the corpses were not as thick as before, because some of them were directly destroyed into green smoke by the pitch-black lightning that added the power of the gray plain, and there was not even a single corpse left.

"It's useless, it's useless! Get up, revive, Calamity Demon Bee!"

Seeing that Jiu Luo was still using the same trick, the divine envoy laughed: "Kill him!"

After he laughed, he was embarrassed to find that none of the dead demon bees had been revived this time, all of them were lying on the ground smoking, motionless.

"What's going on!" the oracle was shocked, it was the first time he had seen the Calamity Bee be killed and unable to come back to life.

He shouted frantically, and a large yellow light appeared in his eyes, shining on those demon bees: "Get up, get up, get up for me!"

It's a pity that after being washed by the mournful artistic conception of the gray plain once, where can it be resurrected.

Jiu Luo had seen enough of his performance, and felt that it was no longer interesting: "If you don't have any new tricks, then I'll send you to meet your god." ”

"You damned blasphemer!" roared the oracle, "Come here, O great god of calamities who care for sinners, and cleanse with great power those who dare to disobey you!"

"Please come down to me and sweep away my sins!"

Jiuluo, who was about to step forward and give this god a decent death, stopped immediately when he heard this.

Isn't this a trick to take the initiative to attract Ao Jiuying's soul incarnation possession? But Ao Jiuying has now played a golden cicada out of his shell and has run away, can he still respond to the call of this divine envoy?

Curiosity is curiosity, Jiuluo didn't forget to arrange this hall, in case Ao Jiuying's resurrection body really came, he couldn't let him run away.

"Come!"

The oracle roared and screamed a few more times, and his attitude was so sincere that one had no doubt about his authenticity.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the gloomy temple, and it was clear that the door was closed, and there was no window except for the round hole in the sky overhead, and I didn't know where the wind was coming from.

The wind blew suddenly, and the two soft tentacles on the top of the divine envoy's head also moved, and his skin, with its yellow and black stripes, suddenly became dry and black, as if it had been dried dry.

"It's coming! It's coming from God's power!"

The gradually shriveled divine envoy let out a strange laugh, raised his claw-like arm, and pointed at Jiuluo: "Look at it, this is the power of the god general under the Scourge Dragon God Throne, the Red Earth Demon Dragon! ”

That's it? This so-called god came to the world, and the effect of destroying the enemy on his upper body was actually roasted to himself? What about your aura and light effect? Oh, there is actually a gust of wind blowing, but what about the gods, where are the gods?

Jiuluo's full expectation was disappointed, although he really didn't expect Ao Jiuying's resurrection body to be able to throw the clone over, but what the hell is this Chidi Demon Dragon, you at least make a human appearance, I can still look at you, and as a result, you give me a whole demon dragon. It is estimated that in order to deal with these believers of his, Ao Jiuying randomly selected some demon beasts and demonic beasts with special abilities, and made a projection function with their strength.

The emissary had now triggered a mechanism that had poured into his body the special power that had been stored in the temple for a long time, and the sudden gust of wind that had been there was probably a sign when the mechanism was triggered.

The so-called Chidi Demon Dragon is actually a dragon-type demonic beast that can transport flames, probably with the power of the peak level of the division realm, generally speaking, the size is huge, and the fireworks are soaring everywhere it goes, causing the forest to burn and the situation of thousands of miles of Chidi, which is why it has the name of the Chidi Demon Dragon.

After gaining the power of the Red Earth Demon Dragon to control the flames, the god made his already confident heart swell even more, and there were flames flowing out of his eyes, and he raised his hands up, and soon formed Dao flames, which surrounded his body like a swimming snake.

"Give me death!"

The snake-like flames suddenly flew over, and although it was not powerful, it was very powerful.

Probably because of the recent encounters with enemies who use the power of fire, such as Ao Jiuying, the Red Lotus Heavenly Clan, etc., they are not interested in this divine envoy who uses fire, and they have no idea of wanting to play any more, so they directly wave their hands and use the pitch-black lightning generated by the fusion of the four source forces to break through those wandering snake flames, and then go all the way forward, wrapping around the shriveled body of the divine envoy.

Hearing only a "crackle", the divine envoy didn't even snort before he was destroyed into black ashes by pitch black lightning along with the flames he emitted.

"Whew. Jiulu blew out a breath, causing the black ash to drift away, just pasting the face of the statue of the dragon's head behind him, giving him a black-faced god.

"You coward, you dare to call yourself the god of calamity, and now that I have blackened your face, you have come down to earth to deal with me?"

Jiu Luo stepped forward, aimed at the huge dragon-headed figure, and poked it with a finger in the chest.

This finger didn't use much strength, but it was enough to puncture the ordinary stone carved god statue, and the thin layer of divine power covering its body did not have any effect.

There was a "click" sound, and the huge dragon-headed human statue cracked and scattered to the ground, becoming a pile of garbage.

There was no divine punishment, and nothing bad happened, so Jiu Luo casually smashed the statue of the main god in the temple, and then glanced at the other temple statues.

There are eighteen of them, much smaller than the dragon-headed human statues.

There are nine abysses and ten places in the underground realm, and they are basically all habitable, except for the extremely hot and bitter land that was later destroyed by the war. Then these eighteen statuettes should correspond to the eighteen lords of Ao Jiuying's division.

Among these statues, Jiuluo did not find a statue that matched the appearance of Jiuxu, or had his characteristics, thinking that these eighteen lords should not be the current ones, I don't know if they were replaced by latecomers, or if they came out of the Ao Jiuying cottage, they don't exist at all.

After the statue of the god standing in the middle of the outer hall and the inner hall shattered, Jiuluo saw the situation in the inner hall, which contained several large tables and several large iron cages.

There were countless torture instruments on the table, and there were several demonic beasts in the cage, covered in scars, already tortured and dying.

Just as he was about to walk in to take a closer look, Old Mir's voice came from behind him: "Distinguished guest, are you okay?"

Jiu Luo turned his head, he stared at the middle-aged man, looked at his face that looked very angry, and said happily: "Old Mir, I remember that your name is this, didn't you go to get the tools of the sacrificial ceremony? Why did you come back empty-handed." ”

The guest laughed, it was just a madman's nonsense, and now the crazy man has been sent by the guest to see his god, so why bother to find any sacrificial tools for rituals, guest, do you say yes? "Old Mir is in a strange state right now.

In Jiuluo's eyes, the soul of the person standing opposite was cut apart, part of it was pitch black, very dirty, and part white and yellow, very despicable.

On his face, there were two contradictory emotional changes, one was arrogant and evil, and the other was humble and frightened.

Jiu Luo turned around, stepped down from the platform where the idol was placed, stepped on the corpses of demon bees all over the ground, and approached the old mir who was obviously wrong.

"What you say makes sense, so why did you appear at this time?"

Old Mir's face was extremely distorted because of the constant entanglement and change of the two emotions, as if it was about to split in half, and he showed a strange smile: "Guest, there seems to be something wrong with my body, can you help me take a look?"

As if he didn't see Old Mir's distorted face, and didn't mind his obviously ill-intentioned words, Jiu Luo approached Old Mir and said in his ear: "Just sent a scum, and another piece of garbage, Ao Jiuying's subordinates are all of this color?"

Without the mentality and interest of playing, Jiu Luo was blunt, and his words made Old Mir feel very regretful: "Guest, if you say this, it won't be fun." ”

Suddenly, his face suddenly cracked, and a black gas rushed out of the crack and rushed straight to Jiuluo.

It stands to reason that Jiu Luo was so close to him, it was impossible for him to escape this black qi.

But this black gas didn't expect that the person on the other side just blew on the black air, and the air flow blown out blew away the black gas, and the latter's resistance was worse than the gas of the incense and candles used for sacrifices.

That's not all, after the air flow blown out by Jiuluo blew away the black air, it continued to blow, blowing through Old Mir's body, blowing away the body that was about to undergo strange changes.

The visible fire and thunder spread over this body, and Old Mir was like a piece of yellow paper falling into a brazier, boiling from the middle and slowly turning into ashes.

His splintered, strange and frightened face struggled to move, as if he wanted to change his expression, but unfortunately there was not enough time, so he turned into ashes with his body.

There was another pile of ash on the ground, and Jiu Luo didn't look at him anymore, turned around, and walked towards the inner hall.