Da-da The solemn footsteps stood out in the empty palace.

Soon, step by step into the palace.

In the underground palace, there was not no one, but there were dozens of figures like Li Ming, wearing black robes and wrapping their bodies in them.

Although they noticed Li Ming's arrival, they didn't make a sound, but just glanced at this 'parishioner' curiously.

Li Ming naturally blended in with this group of black-clothed figures.

In just a few minutes, almost twenty more black-clothed men entered the palace from different directions.

And a man in black who seems to have a high status--- but under Li Ming's mental induction, he is a congenital.

"Ladies and gentlemen~" The innate man in black said in a low and hoarse voice, "Tonight, we are gathered here, all for our Almighty Lord, the Great Lord. ”

"Lord, will give us tranquility, give us strength, and give us wealth."

Li Ming, who was below, had no expression on his face, but he wanted to laugh in his heart.

Now, his 'true' identity is that he is a 'secret agent' under the command of the tribal forces that lead thousands of miles around him.

Lishan Fort is a force composed of five major surname families, and the strongest one is only a real person in Vientiane, and he is the ancestor of this force. This side of the force dominates thousands of miles of mundane territory, and naturally it will also raise some spies to collect all kinds of information about the sphere of influence.

And the spies in charge of Wormwood City passed on the news that there seemed to be someone secretly preaching in Wormwood City.

That's a big deal.

Missionary is different from preaching.

It is said to be transmitted, but in fact it is taken.

Missionary work can charm people's hearts and seize people's faith.

In this world, there is no such thing as collecting faith, and proselytizing is to seek wealth and power, and at the same time the means of proselytizing control people's hearts.

It is important to know that there are very few missionary forces in the entire winter travel world, because sectarian forces and orthodox Taoist preaching are in conflict with each other.

Knowing that there were forces in the area to preach, Lishan Fort still attached great importance to it, and directly let Li Ming, a 'congenital' little master, hide and enter Gumu City to investigate.

Li Ming spent half a month, disguising himself as a capable businessman, and finally lurked into the disciples of this 'Almighty Sect'.

"It seems that the power of this sect is not too big, and this so-called leading 'Great Toast' is only a congenital one, and it is not as good as the strength I disguised!"

Soon, the cult 'Great Toast', which was considered to be weak, ended leading the believers to sacrifice, and then demanded offerings to the 'gods' from the believers.

It is said to be an offering, but in fact it is gold and silver, which is why Li Ming thinks that this cult does not enter the stream.

Gold and silver are just the most ordinary and ordinary wealth, and the level is slightly higher, and the 'Yuan Liquid' is used to play a monetary role, of course, for truly powerful cultivators, it is difficult for the Yuan Liquid to exchange for the treasures they want.

This cult can only collect some gold and silver, and the pattern must not be very big.

Soon, the big toast walked in front of Li Ming, and Li Ming also took out some gold from Shanruliu and handed it to him, but his eyes were hidden on the big toast, thinking about whether he could capture the other party with his innate strength.

Of course, the fanatical mood of the surrounding believers may bring him a lot of trouble, but that's all.

But Li Ming gave up on this tempting idea for the time being.

Without him, because he still wanted to see who else was behind the big toast.

Although on the surface, it seems to be just an unpopular cult, but this rather empty underground hall may not be something that ordinary people can get out of it.

The cult's gathering was very short-lived, and it may also be because Li Ming and others belonged to the more peripheral believers, and soon asked for more offerings to the 'gods' at the next meeting.

The believers who had been brainwashed naturally agreed and left the underground palace in an orderly manner.

Of course, as a 'secret agent', Li Ming naturally would not leave so easily, and halfway through returning to his residence, he changed into a set of magic weapon robes, and used the power of this magic weapon to cover his breath, and sneaked into the hall again.

"Huh... There is really someone behind this cult! "Behind a stone pillar hidden behind the main hall, the breath converged, and the five senses remained at the peak level of the innate realm.

Li Ming could see that the cult toast that had pretended to be extremely mysterious before was now prostrate under a red-robed man.

"Master!" The big toast knelt with great respect.

"Ah San, I asked you to establish a sect, but not for that bit of gold and silver, but for the purple river car I asked you to collect, the essence blood of boys and girls, and the grievances of the nine devils." The voice was hoarse and intimidating.

"Great master, please listen to me." The body of the big toast kneeling was a little trembling, but he still said very clearly: "In the mundane, as long as there is enough gold and silver, Zichehe can easily buy it, and the essence and blood of boys and girls can also be bought with some effort." Even if it is a treasure like the Nine Devils' Mother Grudge, it can be made by spending time to lay it out. ”

"I see." The owner of the voice turned his head and let Li Ming see the appearance of the figure.

"Zombies? Or is it a completely sapient zombie? He also knows how to collect human subordinates and get some resources to improve the strength of zombies. Li Ming's face was a little strange, zombies are not rare, even if they are acquired and mundane, if they master the right method and have a place to raise corpses, they can make the most ordinary zombies.

But zombies with intelligence are too rare, zombies are strictly speaking, corpses do not rot flesh and blood, and then become essences, and they are born with great defects in the soul.

Normally, cultivating to the level of the primordial spirit, the primordial spirit in the body will inevitably give birth to enough wisdom.

And the zombie in front of Li Ming is definitely not at the primordial god level, and may not even reach the Purple Mansion level, otherwise he would not be able to use such low-level resources to cultivate.

Suddenly, this zombie seemed to lower its head and say something to its subordinates, but in fact, its body shook rapidly.

Li Ming was stunned, this zombie found himself?

Wrong!

Zombies don't find themselves.

A spirit rune shot out from the void, although the level of the rune was very average in Li Ming's opinion, it was an authentic Dao Gate rune, and it seemed to be a spell that specialized in restraining zombies and ghosts.

The talisman directly hit the zombie's arm, but the zombie with intelligence naturally will not be easily hit, although the body is a little stiff, but the speed is not slow at all, and the claw will scatter the spirit rune.

A figure appeared in the underground palace.

The middle-aged man is wearing a bright yellow robe, and the black Taoist pattern emerges, holding a handle. The magic weapon flying sword that does not enter the stream.

The sword light is like flowing water, the magic weapon is general, the sword technique is slightly better, and it is only touched, but the momentum is dead locked in the zombie and does not retreat at all.

"Demon, where to go!"