Chapter 208: The City of Sacred Words

"Is the mission accomplished?" Du Mo asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's done. However, you have to go to the City of Sacred Languages to find the current Saint Whisperer to receive the inheritance. Su Mengxue looked at her task requirements.

"Well, they should know where the City of Sacred Words is." Du Mo said with a smile, turning to look at the hostages who were still crying there.

"Alright, let's go back to the City of Sacred Words." Du Mo didn't have so much leisure to watch them cry here.

"Yes, we have to go back quickly, our family is still waiting for us." Someone stood up and said.

The rest of the people also stopped crying and stood up one after another.

"Thank you, Warriors, for your help." The people in the attic bowed to Du Mo and thanked him.

"You're welcome, let's hurry up." Du Mo said with a light smile.

A group of people came out of the Demon Whisper Hall, and Du Mo summoned the holy dragon.

There are not many hostages in the attic, there are only a dozen people, and the holy dragon can carry it completely, according to Du Mo's estimate, the holy dragon can probably carry about a hundred people at most.

"A real dragon? This is the real dragon!!! Seeing Du Mo summoning the Holy Dragon, this group of people actually knelt down and began to bow down.

“。。。 Get up, and I'll take you back. Du Mo was speechless, took Su Mengxue's hand and walked onto Guangli's back.

"Sit this back?" A group of people said incredulously. In their impression, the dragon is a god, and now let them sit and go home with their own hearts, they are a little at a loss for a while.

"Hurry up, or I'll send you back." Du Mo really lost patience with this group of people, and couldn't help but start intimidating.

Hearing Du Mo's words, the group of people who were rescued were all panicked, and they didn't care about whether it was a real dragon or not, and hurriedly climbed onto the back of the holy dragon.

Seeing that this group of people had finally come to the Holy Dragon's back, Du Mo was also relieved, and drove the Holy Dragon into the air and headed towards the Holy Language City.

The distance between the Holy Language City and the Demon Language Hall was very long, and according to the people who rescued them, the two places were located at the two extremes of this space, and each side occupied half of the area of this area, and they were old enemies.

Although there was no war between the two sides, it was a long time for each other to catch each other.

With the Holy Dragon here, the group hurried very fast, but it also took more than three hours to walk.

In the distance, a small city appeared in front of Du Mo's eyes.

In fact, it is better to say that it is a city than a larger village, from the sky, in addition to the houses of the residents, the rest of the buildings such as teahouses and restaurants are almost none. But there is no city like it,

Compared to the Demon Whisper Temple, it looks shabby.

Commanding the Holy Dragon, Du Mo landed in front of the gate of the Holy Language City.

The arrival of Du Mo and the others attracted the attention of the people in the city, especially the mighty shape of the holy dragon shocked the people in the city and made them panic.

"It's us, we're back." The people who were rescued by Du Mo rushed happily towards the city after landing, and they didn't die, they especially wanted to see their family and friends at this time.

"It's Xiaolian them." The people in the city also recognized these people who were rescued by Du Mo.

Du Mo also withdrew Guangli from his palm at this time, and walked towards the city.

"It was they who rescued us, and they also killed the hall master of the Demon Language Palace, Emperor Wuhuang."

Following that person's words, everyone in the city looked at Du Mo and Su Mengxue.

"The one who doesn't know the Holy Word is in this city?" Du Mo didn't feel much about everyone's surprised and admiring eyes, but asked about the whereabouts of the Holy Whisperer.

"Yes, the Prophet of the Spoken Word is in the temple of this city." Hearing Du Mo's question, someone hurriedly responded.

After thanking the people here and asking the location of the temple, Du Mo and Su Mengxue walked towards the location of the Holy Whisperer.

The temple was built in the innermost part of the city, and the temple was not very large, but it was very exquisite.

The ** of the temple is not a fairy Buddha, but a rank, which is engraved with the names of the saints of the past dynasties.

At a rough glance, there are about five or six hundred.

The sandalwood lingers, giving off a calming scent, which makes the soul very calm.

"Is the One of the Saints there?" Du Mo entered the temple and said after taking a slight look at the surrounding Hua environment. It wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for people within the temple confines to hear.

"Who's calling the old man... Not long after Du Mo's words fell, an old man with white hair walked out of the temple.

"Hello senior." Seeing the old man, Du Mo and Su Mengxue stepped forward to salute one after another.

"Hehe... Not a bad offspring, I don't know what you have to do with me when you come here to find the old man? Du Mo and Su Mengxue's humble attitude made the old man like it very much, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Senior, we are here to receive the inheritance." Du Mo stepped forward and clenched his fists and said.

"Legacy? Do you have a voucher? The old man's expression became serious after hearing Du Mo and Su Mengxue's intentions.

Su Mengxue took out the transfer certificate of the Holy Whisperer from her backpack and handed it to the old man.

"Yes, it's the inheritance certificate of my Saint Whisperers." The old man looked at the transfer certificate of the Holy Whisperer for a while, nodded and said.

"But in order to receive the legacy, you must first complete a task." After thinking about it for a while, the old man said to Du Mo and Su Mengxue.

"What are the tasks, senior, please say." Du Mo said. Su Mengxue is not good at words, so it has always been Du Mo and NPCs who communicate these times.

"There is a Demon Language Hall at the other end of this space, someone in our Holy Language City was captured by the people of the Demon Language Hall earlier, what you have to do is to find a way to rescue this Westerner. This is a trial before accepting the inheritance. The old man said what he wanted.

"If that's the case, then we've done it. We have rescued the people who have been captured in the Demon Whispering Temple, and the Demon Whisperer Emperor has already killed us. Du Mo said with a light smile. I thought I was going to do some perverted task again, but I didn't expect it to be the previous task, and it was a simplified version.

"The Emperor was killed by you? How is this possible. The old man said in disbelief. He knew the strength of the emperor very well, how could he be killed by the two people in front of him.

Du Mo didn't talk nonsense with the old man, and took out Wuhuang's head directly from his backpack, Du Mo cut off his head when he killed Wuhuang earlier, thinking that it was likely to be useful. This is where it comes in handy.

"It's really the head of the Emperorless. You guys are so amazing. In this way, there will never be a place in this space again. Looking at the head of the emperor, the old man looked a little excited.

"Senior, is that something that can be passed on?" Du Mo said with a light smile.

The purpose of this time is to let Su Mengxue become a saint whisperer, as for the others, Du Mo has no heart to pay attention to it now, the matter of the demon world has not been resolved, and Du Mo has no intention of participating in other wars now... (To be continued.) )