Early the next morning, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang found the Great Elder of the clan and directly made a request.

"Curse Seal!?"

The Great Elder was in the tent with breakfast—a light plate of vegetable soup. When he heard the request of the two, he drank the vegetable soup into his nose on the spot.

"How do you know about the existence of the Dao Curse Seal?"

For this desert tribe, the spell seal can be regarded as an absolute secret, it is their only hope fire now, highly secret, but it is heard from an outsider who has only been here for a day!

Wang Lu smiled: "Joke, let the professional adventurer go around your city for a full day, what privacy can you expect to have left?" ”

Ouyang Shang persuaded on the side: "Senior Brother Wang Lu, your statement is a bit like a perversion. ”

"Senior Brother Ouyang, you seem to be saying that I am not a pervert."

“……”

The Great Elder stared at Wang Lu seriously, and after a long time, he sighed: "Since you already know the Dao, that's it." It's just that you need us to provide a spell seal to see the demons up close? I can't accept this request. ”

Wang Lu said: "Afraid of taking risks and being affected by us? So why let us in in the first place? ”

The Great Elder was silent, obviously having a hard time making a decision.

Inviting these outsiders in, of course, he was prepared to take risks, but ...... It only took a day to progress to the point where he had to face the invisible demon, which was a bit more than he expected.

It's a pity that Wang Lu didn't plan to give him buffer time at all.

"It doesn't matter if we don't want to provide the spell mark, it's the same if we just run naked. As far as I know, the invisible demon is not sensitive to creatures outside the demon race. For 2,000 years, the desert has also welcomed many visitors from the outside world, and it is not easy to cause a curse even if it is close to a desert oasis. We'll just need to be careful not to trigger the sand poison then. Then it's goodbye~"

After saying that, Wang Lu turned around and was about to leave, but how could the Great Elder let him leave like this? Not to mention that the two of them were the only ray of hope that the Great Elder had seen for many years...... Even if they don't care if they live or die, if they provoke the demon and cause its curse to explode, the entire clan will suffer!

“…… You want a spell seal? Yes, but at least give me a day to prepare. ”

"Will it take that long? Half a day is not enough? ”

“……”

Seeing that the Great Elder's gloomy face gradually began to darken, Wang Lu realized that he had probably stepped on the other party's bottom line.

"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow."

——

The next day, in the tent that was still the Great Elder, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang visited again, only this time there were two more people in the tent besides the Great Elder, two old men with wrinkled faces and a faint breath of life, aged ...... It should be around fifty, and belong to the elders of the tribe.

The Great Elder himself's face was even more gloomy than last time, and after seeing Wang Lu and the others coming, he snorted and said, "Then get ready to start." ”

Then, I saw that the two people beside the Great Elder suddenly drew their knives, and the cold light flickered.

Wang Lu was simply shocked, this great elder was preparing for a day, this kind of thing was prepared? Throwing the cup as the number, 500 knives and axes are ambushed behind? The question is...... With the two weak old men in front of him, are they worthy of being axe-bearers?

It is true that there is no shortage of geniuses in this clan, and in terms of realm alone, among a thousand people, there are twenty or thirty people above the Jindan level. But in terms of actual combat effectiveness...... Wang Lu alone is enough to slaughter this city more than ten times, and violence is simply stupid!

But the next moment, I saw that the two old men turned their blades and slashed directly at their necks, and the way they exerted their strength was very strange, and they actually cut off their entire heads with one knife!

Looking at the two blood springs rising into the sky, Wang Lu frowned and asked Ouyang Shang, "...... Could this be a head-lowering technique? ”

“…… I think you must be mistaken, the head-lowering technique is not about lowering your own head! ”

But Ouyang Shang wasn't sure what the other party was thinking, so he cut off his head as soon as they met, and I am afraid that there is no such a strange meeting gift in the world. But soon he understood the other party's intentions.

The Great Elder of the Demon Clan's face was gloomy, and he stretched out his arms to gather the strength of the force, and the blood fountain that rose to the sky was pulled by the invisible force and turned into countless trickles, and sketched a complex pattern in mid-air.

“…… Is this a curse mark? ”

Seeing this scene, even the dullest person can realize the truth. It turned out that the curse mark of the demon clan was actually drawn with human head blood as the material, no wonder the great elder's face was embarrassed when he asked for the curse mark before, and his face was also very ugly at this time.

The Great Elder used his exquisite mana to manipulate the human head blood in the air to outline an incomparably complex and delicate pattern, and then with a muffled snort, the blood map flickered a few times in the air and disappeared. Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu each felt a heat in their wrists, and a miniature figure was printed on it.

After drawing the spell seal, the Great Elder looked very tired: "Next, do what you have to do. ”

"I thought it was done by ****."

“……”

——

After putting on the spell seal, the two of them didn't feel any different from before, and tried to analyze the secret of the spell mark in a variety of ways, and they could only feel a weak and mysterious force condensed in the spell seal.

What kind of demon can avoid the perception of the invisible demon through such a garbled QR code printed on the wrist, no matter what, it can't be understood. But considering that the body of the invisible demon is still unknown, maybe his way of perceiving is completely out of common sense, so he has to accept this setting for now.

Anyway, after receiving the spell seal, the two of them prepared to head to the habitat of the invisible demon, a majestic temple in the middle of the city. Rituals such as blood sacrifices of the tribes were held in the temple.

This temple made of white rock stands out from the crowd in a city full of tents and straw mats. It's hard to imagine how far the people here have been able to scrape together the resources to build this temple. And the influence of the invisible demon in the city can also be seen. At the same time, it is easy to make people reverie: how afraid these demons are of the invisible demons, so they will build the temple so wasted.

But when you get closer, the stone murals that surround the outer walls of the temple are clearly recording the indomitable spirit of the demons, and each mural records a fellow tribesman who died in the struggle, even if he was just an insignificant ordinary person in his lifetime. Over the past 2,000 years, such murals have accumulated in the thousands.

Perhaps when building this magnificent palace, the demons realized that it would be a protracted and even endless struggle, so they left plenty of room to record those brave martyrs. It's a pity that two thousand years later, the outer walls of the magnificent temple are finally running out, and the invisible demon is still so strong that there is no hope of liberation.

Pushing open the door of the hall, the door was deserted, only a few priests with pale faces, after seeing Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang, they nodded indifferently, and then opened the stone door leading to the depths.

Along the passage behind the stone gate, the air around it changed from scorching hot to cold, and the passage under his feet was spiraling all the way to the bottom, and after walking for about a few hundred meters, a door appeared at the end of the passage.

The door was strewn with runic spell marks drawn from blood, which was still flowing slowly under the power of the mystery, reflecting the light of the torches on both sides of the passage. The blood mark on the door was much stronger than the spell mark on Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu's wrists, and the effect was simple and straightforward - to prevent anyone from entering the door without permission, so as not to anger the demon.

Behind the door is the altar where the Desert Demon Clan holds the blood sacrifice ceremony, and it is also the closest place to the demon body in the entire Oasis City. Every once in a while, the high priest of the tribe would preside over blood sacrifices here, gathering the old and weakened members of the tribe to sacrifice to the demons. Of course, sometimes the demons will also ask for some sacrifices by name, but the range of requests is completely random, sometimes it is a high-ranking elder in the clan, sometimes it is an ordinary mortal, and at this time, there will be life and death in the tribe.

Outside of the blood sacrifice, this door will basically not open, and with the strength of these demons, it is impossible to brute-force the blood seal, so it is usually safe. However, this safety lock is not so absolute for those outside the oasis. A few days ago, after Feng Yin and the others cracked the blood mark on the door, they sneaked in and peeked at the blood sacrifice. Mistakenly believing that the Desert Demons have the ability to manipulate sandstorms.

The door lock that even Feng Yin could crack was even easier for Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu, Ouyang Shang didn't even touch the blood mark, just reached out and pressed it on Wang Lu's shoulder, and the next moment the two of them appeared behind the door - he used an extremely clever earth escape technique.

Behind the door was empty, and in the middle of the circular space was a large, blood-stained altar. The two walked to the front of the altar, then closed their breath and concentrated, further constricting and suppressing the mana fluctuations in their bodies, even their breathing stopped together, and their body temperature dropped, as if they were dead things.

The next thing to do is a feat that no one in the demon clan has attempted for two thousand years, even if it is protected by a curse mark, it has to be careful again.

The two opened the altar.

The heavy huge stone rose directly from the ground like a straw in the hands of the two Jindan real people. The process was silent, all the fallen rubble was wrapped and melted away by Ouyang Shang with a gentle and subtle force, and under the altar was a bottomless pit.

According to the legend of the demons, the demon body is under the cave, but except for the first brave two thousand years ago, no one has been able to witness his posture with their own eyes. And after the first brave men rushed into the cave, none of them were able to escape. And the demons at that time were not as weak as they are today.

When the entrance of the cave was revealed, Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu only felt a gust of yin wind rushing towards their faces, and they couldn't help but raise their vigilance to the extreme......

But the next moment, the tense nerve snapped with a thud.

"Yo, it's two little guys I haven't seen before~"

The sudden sound in his ears made the two Jindan Zhenren, who were accustomed to wind and waves, feel a huge shock at the same time.