However, the stronger the Moro clan in this secret realm, the more difficult it is to get out.

The more weakened it is when it goes out, the less weakened it is the lower the strength.

Normally, the Moro clan would not leave the secret realm, such as with Bibi Dong's strength and status, he could only summon a Ghost Douluo who was loyal to her.

The rest of the Moro tribe, although Bibi Dong was extremely respectful, wanted to get them out, but it was very difficult.

Because it's too easy to die outside.

Moreover, the task of the Moro clan is only to protect the Rakshasa Temple and find the inheritor for the true god of the Rakshasas. Run outside, unless Bibi Dong becomes a Rakshasa true god, he is qualified to give orders to them.

"His Majesty Bibi Dong can get this help, my clan is very relieved."

After Nether Douluo learned about Wang Feng's situation, he was indeed very happy, but also a little regretful, "It's a pity, if the Pope is the Seven Moro Exams, he can join my Moro clan and inherit my position, it's a pity." ”

This Nether Douluo was actually a hundred years old, much older than Wang Feng had imagined.

However, seeing that the Moro clan still had such a powerful Title Douluo, Wang Feng was also secretly shocked in his heart.

If this really makes Bibi Dong a god, these Moro tribes will definitely obey Bibi Dong's orders completely.

When the time comes, it will not be an ordinary trouble.

After spending about two days in the Moro Clan, Wang Feng also fully recovered.

The energy in this place is biased towards evil, and it is difficult to cultivate and recover from other soul masters.

There are no restrictions on the Moro.

Wang Feng is special and unrestricted.

So nature can be restored.

In the past few days, Wang Feng has also roughly understood the overall strength of the Moro clan.

I have to say, it's really not ordinarily strong.

There are three Title Douluo, in addition to the Netherworld, the Ghost, and one Nether.

Fortunately, there is no such level 99 peerless Douluo.

The total number of people is less than a thousand, and the soul masters who are truly effective have at least two or three hundred people.

In terms of the number of people alone, it may be said that it is not comparable to the previous three sects, but the title Douluo is not bad.

After Wang Feng rested, Ghost Douluo took Wang Feng and Bibi Dong to the eighteenth floor.

It is also the highest level of the Rakshasa Temple.

Holds the artifact Rakshasa Scythe.

Before he could walk in, Wang Feng felt an extremely powerful evil energy.

The entire eighteenth floor, like an open-air square, in the center, there is a strange building, like layers of cakes, slowly shrinking and increasing.

The building has ten floors.

On the tenth floor, a large scythe of pitch black floated silently on a transparent light curtain pedestal.

It exudes energy fluctuations that are condensed like substance.

"This is the eighteenth floor."

Ghost Douluo's eyes were extremely solemn, and he pointed to the cake-like building, "It's called the Rakshasa Divine Seat, there are ten floors in total, and every time you go up a step, the evil aura emitted by the demon sickle will be more serious, if you don't enter the person who is assessed by the true god, even if you are named Douluo, you won't live for ten seconds." ”

Probably because it was the first time that Wang Feng had seen this kind of power that was incomparably close to God. Quite curious, I have been perceiving.

Looking at the incomparably black large scythe, so far away, Wang Feng could feel an extremely terrifying force.

'This is an artifact?' ’

Wang Feng's heart sank, '...... The breath is very strong, but compared to the martial soul Pangu axe... It seems to be a lot worse...'

Because of the use of the Pangu Axe, Wang Feng could feel what kind of power the Pangu Axe contained.

But it's just a feeling, and I haven't actually used it, and I don't know what this weapon of God is. ’

Wang Feng said secretly in his heart.

The Rakshasa Divine Seat is not high, only less than twenty meters, if it is outside, this kind of platform, Title Douluo jumps, he can easily jump on it.

But here, the area covered by the outer seat alone has an extremely large amount of pressure.

Bibi Dong glanced at Wang Feng and seemed to be asking.

Wang Feng nodded.

Ghost Douluo stood outside, not daring to take a step forward.

"Let's get started."

Bibi Dong's eyes shone brightly, and he and Wang Feng stepped into the eighteenth layer one after another.

The moment Wang Feng stepped in, he felt an evil and violent energy that was difficult to absorb, and his desires were like a sponge absorbing water, penetrating into his spiritual soul!

With a slight fluctuation in spirit, Wang Feng took a deep breath.

Looking at Bibi Dong next to her, she saw that Bibi Dong's breath was quite stable, and a stream of evil aura was drawn from the area covered by this magic scythe on her body, but obviously her spiritual soul was also extremely strong, and her will was extremely tough.

And nothing has changed.

Wang Feng's blood pattern power was displayed, and he directly cast the original sin realm, completely covering Bibi Dong.

At the same time, absorb the evil aura that overflows from Bibi Dong's body.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, it was indeed much easier.

She needs to conserve her spirit and strength, and when she can hold the Rakshasa Scythe, she will definitely consume more.

With Wang Wu helping her absorb some of the evil aura, it can be said that it has brought her a lot of help.

At the same time, under the realm of original sin, many evil and violent energies have also been weakened a lot, and the impact on the two of them has also been reduced a lot.

The original sin realm, as the origin realm formed by the seven blood lines, once unfolded, naturally has a strong effect of easing and absorbing all kinds of evil energy in the outside world, as well as weakening it.

The two of them were less than a meter apart, and they walked slowly towards the throne in front of them in unison.

Everything went very smoothly.

Ghost Douluo's expression was slightly relaxed.

With the help of the Pope, it can be said that the possibility of His Majesty Bibi Dong passing the examination has added another layer of protection.

But Wang Feng was silently calculating in his heart.

Obviously, this is a wonderful opportunity.

Wang Feng was silent, and Bibi Dong kept walking towards the divine seat.

It didn't take long to reach the position of the god's seat.

When he arrived here, Wang Feng felt that his spiritual soul had also fluctuated slightly.

The closer you get to the position of this demon scythe, the stronger the impact of that evil aura becomes, like a demon, always hooking the evil in the depths of the heart, making it devour the whole person's spirit.

Wang Feng glanced at Bibi Dong next to him again, and found that Bibi Dong hadn't changed much, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This means that Bibi Dong does not consume much spirit.

Although he has his own help, Bibi Dong's spiritual power must only be extremely huge.

Her expression was still very calm.

Neither of them spoke, and began to ascend to the throne of the Rakshasa god.

On the steps of this throne, there are various patterns of ghost servants and soldiers, which are the same as the Rakshasa statues on the first floor, all of which are vassals of the Rakshasa God.

When ascending the first floor.

Bibi Dong and Wang Feng were shocked together.

Bibi Dong's face changed slightly.

Wang Feng is not bad, this divine seat exudes the ultimate evil emotion, which can instantly hook the soul master's heart.

Compared to the previous area, it is several times stronger.

Wang Feng felt it more clearly because he helped Bibi Dong bear a part.

(End of chapter)