"Dragon Prince!"

"The Dragon Prince?"

The swordsman and the bone elf shouted the name of the dragon prince, which is too strange, how can he say that he is not seen and disappeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Shhhhh ”

This is not unfounded. In the dark night, although the vision is blocked, the perception of spiritual power still exists after all, and it has little to do with whether the outside sky is bright or dark.

There seemed to be a figure flickering at the end of the intersection, and the bone elves and swordsmen were hiding behind a rock wall. Several men were dressed in armor and looked no worse than the regular army, and they lined up in an orderly line, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

"What are they doing?" the bone elves only saw a group of men bending down and bowing, and they didn't know what they were doing.

The man in the lead was a bald head, and his smooth and round head seemed to reflect in the dark night, and it ironically became one of the sources of light.

A group of people knelt and knelt, worshiped and worshipped, and the short distance of more than ten meters was enough for them to spend a cup of tea.

"Hey, it's moving, it's moving. The bone elf pushed the absent-minded swordsman, and the two of them followed together.

The iron armor rubbed against each other so loudly as they walked, that no one noticed that someone was secretly following them.

A group of people almost knelt in three steps and knocked in five steps along the way, and the journey was particularly slow.

Finally, the three forks in the road became one, and the previous fork in the road was just a smoke bomb, and no matter what choice was made, it would come this way.

Then, in front of everyone, there is a long winding corridor, in which lanterns are hung on both sides, and the lights are bright, and there is no place to avoid it.

"Bone, you're invisible!" The swordsman felt that if he didn't take any more measures, it would be too late. So, he hurriedly urged.

The bone elf lowered his voice: "As long as you follow me, they won't find out." "There should be some very powerful formation here, until the critical moment, you must not waste spiritual power at will.

Along the way, the two bone elves kept their steps as light as possible.

The bald head of the leader suddenly raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

Only then did the bone elves and swordsmen discover that a dark iron door appeared at the end of the corridor at some point, and a protruding beast head on it was particularly domineering.

The bald head gently put his hand on the beast's head, and saw the door creak slowly open, revealing the world inside, and a dazzling light suddenly pierced into the field of vision, so that everyone who was used to darkness couldn't help but twist their heads sideways one by one, reducing direct contact with the light.

The bald head strode into the sky, and when he walked inside, he went straight to a large box, took out a few sticks of incense, and distributed them to his brothers.

This incense is the incense that pilgrims in the temple often use to worship the Buddha, but it is thicker than them and longer than them.

Could it be that after doing bad things, these outlaws went to worship the Buddha in order to have peace of mind?

The whole ceremony did not seem to be rushed because of the large number of people, on the contrary, it was very orderly.

"Kneel!" ordered the bald head.

Everyone knelt on the ground with a brush, and the dark iron rubbed and collided with each other, and there was another squirming.

I had been so attracted by the bald head that I didn't even realize what was sacred.

Jin is several meters tall, and his expression is not like those Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Huasheng Temple, what kind of Dharma is solemn, and it is completely unsuitable for this golden body. His face was hideous, there were several people on his feet, and blood was still faintly visible on the knife in his hand, if I guessed correctly, the blood stains came from the few people who stepped on his feet.

"Phew!" the bone elf cursed, if it was really people gathered by like, and things by groups.

A bunch of villains are still counting on them to worship the Buddha and repent!

"Bone, don't get excited. The swordsman lowered his voice on the side, trying to make the bone elf restrain himself a little: "Look, don't you think that golden body is very familiar?"

The bone elf looked at it, so to speak, it was true.

Burly body, human body and bird face, a proper nine-headed spirit!

"This guy is really haunted, you can see him everywhere you go!" "The more the bone elf thought about it, the more angry he became.

A few sticks of high incense were inserted into the furnace, and the ceremony was completed.

"Brothers, the ancestral hall is completed today, and in the future, our livelihood will all depend on the nine-headed immortals, and everyone must ensure that they are worshiped every day. The bald head opened his mouth to speak, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

He turned around and spilled a pot of wine pinned to his waist in front of the golden body, and he raised it himself and drank it again.

"Ancestral Hall?" the swordsman felt that these two words were very glaring. When people are still alive and well, they build ancestral halls, isn't this the ancestral hall!

This ordinary living person, building an ancestral hall or something, a tombstone or something, is a taboo! Yang Shou has not finished adopting this method, what kind of formation is there to seize the aura of heaven and earth or the incense of the world.

"Oops, bones, we're going to have to destroy this ancestral hall. "The swordsman felt that something was wrong, and he had already rushed out alone.

"Do you know who this nine-headed immortal is?" the swordsmen went out to judge them, because they were indeed Terrans, but they might have been deceived by the nine-headed spirits, or they might have been corrupted by their anger. In short, it is impossible to say for sure at this time.

He also held on to a glimmer of hope that after knowing the true face of the nine-headed spirit, this group of people could change their ways as soon as possible.

A group of black iron armor surrounded the swordsmen like a rising tide, and they were already "poisoned into the lungs" and could not be saved.

Then the only way to do this is to use the Thunder Trick to quickly solve these troubles. The swordsman's sword flashed, and it was still a fish intestine that had not yet been unsheathed, but it shook the people who rushed up a few meters away.

The bald man's eyes flashed, revealing a greedy look: "Brothers, this kid has a good thing in his hand, let's grab it and give it to the nine-headed immortal, how about it?"

"Hey, hey, okay!" a group of people replied shamelessly.

The swordsman couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, this group of people were wearing armor, they were supposed to be soldiers and soldiers who were defending their families and the country, but now they were hiding in the shadows and doing some shady things.

The crisp voice of the bone elf broke the ice, causing the group to shift their gaze from the swordsman to her.

"This little girl looks pretty good, big brother, don't you say?" One of the people inside was oily-haired, and the eyes of this bone elf were disgusting and disgusting.

The swordsman pulled the bone elf, and his heart was even more angry: "You'd better put away those dirty thoughts for me, otherwise, I will send you back to the west immediately." ”

Originally, for the sake of at least the same clan, the swordsman was still hesitating whether to spare their lives, but now that they look at it, they don't need it at all.

The bone elf is his bottom line, a minefield that no one can cross.

The bone elf didn't seem to care, as if he didn't hear the lightness of the man's words.

She chuckled: "Whether I look good or not, that's my business." I'm just asking you, the nine-headed spirit, is it the strongest?"