The clenched teeth of the curly blade slowly loosened, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"How?"

The fat man asked hurriedly.

"It's no big deal..."

Curly Blade hurriedly put on his clothes, and the whole person returned to the straightness of a blade.

Without that kind of dizziness and tingling from the soul, the curling blade instantly felt a lot more comfortable, and what was even more amazing was that he faintly felt better, his body seemed to be very light, and his senses were sharper.

Shen Qianhua rubbed his hands on his clothes, since he caught this strange insect, he always felt like he couldn't wash his hands cleanly, and it was extremely disgusting......

……

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Yuxu Palace, altar.

A middle-aged man with a warm face sat quietly on the side.

A few expatriates were casually drinking and farting on the sidelines.

An old man slowly paced to the middle-aged man's side, and it was Geril!

The opening was actually a string of Tibetan words......

"Your gang is dead, and as expected, the ferryman has come in and is looking for it."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes when he heard this, his scarlet pupils added a strange taste, and his mouth was actually Tibetan!

"A bunch of fools, dead and dead. Are you interested in cooperating? ”

A dark smile appeared on Geril's old face, "How to cooperate?" ”

"To each his own, you have stayed in this place for so many years, not for that part of the key, right? I don't know what else is here, and I don't care too much, how about I take the keys and the rest is yours? ”

"Yes."

……

The middle-aged man didn't speak again, and closed his eyes again, as if practicing meditation.

"By the way, the ferryman can't die yet."

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes again and said.

Gerille was stunned for a moment, "I know, only he can open this place." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Not only that, but it's normal for you to leave the organization and lurk here for too long, and you don't know." As far as I know, the ferryman's status among the ghost clan is far from being comparable to you and me, and he is the only one who can open the portal in advance. ”

Gřiler was stunned for a moment before nodding.

"The general trend is the same, and you should stop being stubborn."

The middle-aged man said one more word, then closed his eyes again.

Gerille glanced at the middle-aged man, and his heart was also mixed.

Gerile was also his later pseudonym, and he was once a Tibetan like the man in front of him, who survived the slaughter of the ghost tribe.

Geril was lucky and was adopted, and later went to further his studies, but he has always been obsessed with what happened at the beginning, and he also relied on what he learned to explore the mysteries of the ghost clan.

Later, by chance, he joined the Guardians.

Tashi was different, he was alone, and Geril didn't know how he got through those difficult years, but the people who survived were different.

In order to survive better, Tashi chose to accept the call of the ghost clan and become a member of the ghost tribe.

Later, it was Tashi who contacted Geril, revealing the location of the Guardian.

Twenty years ago, Tashi won the Oni Clan's commendation and became a small leader.

Geril is different from Tashi in that he is not here to survive, but only for himself.

In the end, he doesn't care who will succeed between the ghost clan and the humans, he just wants to have a certain amount of self-preservation in the battle of the end times.

So he wasn't interested in the part of the key in the Kunlun Secret Realm, all he wanted was the unparalleled artifact hidden under the Secret Realm!

This thing, except for the people inside the base, no one knew about it, including Tashi, he didn't mention it.

These people who were enslaved by the ghost clan had their own ambitions and desires in their hearts, so Gerile and Tashi communicated in Tibetan, and although they both had their own needs before, at least they were more trustworthy to each other than the others.

At this time, a strong one-eyed man approached Tashi's side, "They're coming. ”

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Shen Qianhua and his party walked along the perimeter of the light mask for a long time before their spiritual sense found the location of the altar!

"Here we are."

Shen Qianhua said with a frown.

At this time, they were only a kilometer away from the altar, and Shen Qianhua stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?"

Curly Blade asked with a frown.

"They're all there."

……

On the altar sat a middle-aged man with closed eyes, and Geril also stayed aside, as well as five foreign men.

Shen Qianhua was quite surprised, it stands to reason that these people should ambush them somewhere, but now they are blatantly staying on the altar......

The spiritual sense swept over the middle-aged man, and the latter's eyes suddenly opened, "Since you're here, why hide and hide." ”

Shen Qianhua was taken aback, this was the first time that someone could directly feel his detection!

Sure enough, there are people outside the world......

But they are the only ones who can open the secret realm, do they still need to hide?

"Let's go, get ready."

Wucheng's weapon was tightly held in his hand, Xiao Tang also took out his pistol, and the werewolf followed Yun Ling closely, they may not be afraid!

The group gradually approached the altar, and the middle-aged man had already stood up from the ground, with a gentle smile on his face, and gently looked at Shen Qianhua, who was the leader.

"You're the ferryman, my name is Tashi."

Shen Qianhua was stunned, the man in front of him was not a foreigner, and he spoke authentic Chinese, and he did not show the slightest hostility......

But the more people like this, the more terrible they are!

On the contrary, those foreign men stared at Shen Qianhua and his party viciously, and their serious scarlet color flashed.

Xiao Tang clenched his pistol tightly, his eyes staring at the old man opposite viciously......

"Geril...!"

Yun Ling frowned and said to Xiao Tang, "Don't be impulsive! ”

Xiao Tang gritted his teeth and nodded.

The middle-aged man looked at the vigilant Shen Qianhua and said lightly, "Since our purpose is the same, let's open the secret realm." ”

"Gotta get it, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf! What is the ability to do it! ”

Wucheng saber crossed and shouted unceremoniously.

Tashi took out three soul urns and threw them to Geril, still smiling.

"It seems that you still don't know the situation, it is true that only you can open the secret realm, but can you still delay it?"

Shen Qianhua clenched his teeth, it was true that their situation was not optimistic, and the supplies were already extremely scarce, and they couldn't hold out for long......

The middle-aged man seemed to see the concerns in Shen Qianhua's heart, and continued, "As for your life, I'm not interested in accepting it yet, I'm just curious about what's inside. ”

Shen Qianhua spread his hands, "It seems that I don't seem to have any other choice......

"It's good to know."

……

Shen Qianhua took out the Demon Suppression Pillar and walked to the square platform on the altar, this thing was similar to the device of raising Dahei.

As Shen Qianhua approached, the holes on the square platform began to glow blue, converging into a figure in the sky above the square platform!

It's a white-haired man!

At the moment when the virtual image appeared, Shen Qianhua clearly felt that Gerile's body stiffened......