The hall full of people was as empty as night, and Dore knelt for a while, his feet itched, and he couldn't bear it anymore, "Grandma, I'm here to find the tavern, and I'm not here to suffer," muttered in his mouth, and wanted to leave, anyway, there was no other person to watch the doorkeeper or anything like that except for these dumb guys. As soon as his legs moved, there was another rustling of footsteps in the hall, and he had to stop again, not knowing what new situation was happening, so he took a look before making a decision.

As soon as the footsteps fell, a gurgling sound echoed in the empty hall, and the people who were kneeling with their heads bowed looked up at the front, and a solemn and solemn color filled the air. Dore couldn't understand what the gurgling voice meant, but when he heard a noise, he lowered his skull and rolled his eyes to see that everyone around him had raised their heads.

So he raised his head and looked ahead, at the end of the hall, on a platform ten steps high, on which stood three tall desert men, with solemn faces in black robes, and a book with a thick black cover in one of his hands. Just now he glanced at it casually, but at this moment he was looking at it openly, his face was still wrapped in tight clothes, and he was still wearing desert clothes, plus the demon monks on the crowded platform didn't notice this abnormal kid.

There is also a huge oak relief hanging high on the wall in front of it, which is still the head of the devil, and there are demon heads in the hall outside the palace, but this hall is built for the devil, is this the demon hall! Dore's heart was pounding, but where was the demon domain that the elf had said, and the heart of escape suddenly vanished, and he was determined to turn over this temple.

Seeing that all the kneeling people raised their heads, the demon cultivator in the middle opened the thick book in his hand. Turning to the first page, there was another grunt, and the people below put their hands together on their foreheads, followed by a burst of grunts. In this way, the demon cultivator above muttered, and the people below followed for a while. It feels like reciting scriptures, although it feels very boring, but I am determined to stay, and I can't act rashly, learning from this group of people, my hands are folded, and my mouth is squirming non-stop.

The mouth was squirming, but the eyes were spinning, and he secretly observed the situation around the hall, first looking around the left and right, twisting his head slightly, looking around the heads on both sides, and a row of thick yellow wood stairs in the left corner led straight to the height of the hall, and it seemed that this hall had a second or even a third floor. Four floors. Tilting his head slightly, he felt a creep at a glance, and what came into view was not a snow-white roof. It's a dark black.

The dome-like roof supports a huge hall, and the roof is painted with black oil paint, and when I first entered, I didn't know that there was such a terrifying cave on this roof. A sphinx-headed monster roams the black roof, its black fangs flashing in the dark green eyes. Open your hands as if embracing something. What to expect, it's more like soaring to the Elysium in your mind, the black world. Above the monster's head, a black cloud shrouded in the void space like a heavenly dome, and a bronze giant tower floated in the void, with eighteen towers up and down.

Underneath the monster are countless tiny figures, the first layer is a figure in a desert costume, the second layer is a wandering elf, and the third layer is a boulder-like sandman. 4th Floor...... The people below were all unrecognizable foreign objects, and it was precisely the eighteen layers of monsters floating in the black world with black fangs.

Isn't that monster's head the head of a demon? Dole looked up as if he had fallen into a nightmare. The black nightmare, this terrifying oil painting that fills the roof, inexplicably a strange attraction, deeply catches people's eyes. When the horror seemed to be unable to extricate himself, he shook his head and lowered his head heavily, and his whole body was in a cold sweat.

The desert people on both sides were concentrating on closing their eyes and chattering, but they didn't notice the strange appearance of this kid tilting his head and slanting his head, the demon cultivator on the high platform suddenly raised his voice and said something hurriedly, and the kneeling people below knelt together on the floor with their hands together and continued to chant and chatter, this is the ritual of worship, worshipping the saint in his mind devoutly.

Thousands of people worshipping this scene at the same time is also considered spectacular, even if Dol is a second flute, at this time finally saw the Dianming Hall, it turned out that these people rushed to this hall to participate in some kind of ritual worship pilgrimage ceremony. Could it be that this terrible demon is a saint in the hearts of desert people! And these desert people are all believers in demons, Dorr was shocked, and wanted to vomit at the thought of that terrifying appearance, let alone bow down.

Rao is like this, and he can only endure the nausea, and worship in the appearance of these demon believers, this ritual lasted for two or three hours, and when Dole stood up with the people around him, he felt a sore back, leg cramps, and really wanted to scold his mother. The oil lamps hanging on the four walls of the temple had already been lit, and after a few hours, it was already night.

After completing the ceremony, thousands of believers did not walk out of the door, but walked up the stairs in the corner of the wall in an orderly manner, one after another. Dorr had wanted to go up to see what was going on to find the Demon Domain, his waist didn't hurt his legs, he didn't cramp anymore, he walked up with the flow of people, and the three demon cultivators on the high platform disappeared without a trace.

Walking up the stairs there is another lobby, the same size and scale as the floor below, except that the lobby is filled with several long rows of low wooden tables, and the air is filled with the smell of food, and the first crowd to come up is sitting on the ground in front of the wooden tables with a plate of food. Do you still have a meal after the ceremony? Dol swallowed happily, he hadn't eaten a hot meal since he left the green state, this lobby looked like a canteen, but this canteen was really big enough.

Le Zizi rushed forward, when he took a large plate from the hand of the waiter, Le Zizi's heart instantly fell into the valley, what kind of food is this, a large plate of mashed potatoes on a few pieces of cake, not a little oily. It seems that Bai Yu really can't eat anything good, so he walked back with the plate and found an empty place to sit down, grabbed the small wooden spoon on the plate and swallowed it in a big gulp, although it was unpalatable, but he was really hungry. After eating a few big bites, he began to turn his small eyes and secretly glanced in all directions, and then found no stairs, but found a black wooden door in the corner of the wall on the right, but there were two tall demon cultivators standing on both sides of the wooden door.

I glanced at the mashed potatoes and continued to eat them, but I was thinking about how to sneak through the door. There must be some secret behind the door guarded by demon cultivators. After the others finished their plates, they walked down the stairs one after another, only Dole dragged his feet. Perhaps when the crowd disperses, the two cultivators will leave the wooden door.

However, it wasn't until they had eaten the last bit of bread on the plate that there were only a few people left in the Nuoda cafeteria that the two demon cultivators were still standing in place, and instead swept their gaze to the few people who still hadn't left. Unable to drag it any longer, Dore had to bury his head and walk up the stairs, only to find that the temple was full of people sleeping and worshipping believers.

Do you still have a sleeping bag here? Dor's heart was happy, and he didn't want to leave this temple, presumably most of the believers who came to worship and pilgrimage had traveled long distances from all over the Desert Empire. So the temple provided free accommodation for these believers. I found an open space near the staircase and lay down, and waited for the dead of night to do it again.

The empty lobby fell silent and sporadically snoring, and Dole opened his small eyes and glanced around. The believers around them had fallen asleep, and quietly got up and crept to the staircase by the dim light of the fire, and then crept up to the staircase. After turning a corner to the end of the stairs, I looked up and was dumbfounded. I don't know when there is an extra door at the entrance of the lobby on the second floor. Tightly closed gates block the way forward.

Gently stepped in front of the door, both hands pushed the door steadily, and then made a lot of effort still the same, it seems that the door is locked from the inside, Dole anxiously shook his head to look at the door from top to bottom, still did not find a way to open the door, it is easy to smash the door open, which is not alarming the entire hall.

He crept down and stepped over his sleeping body, walked to the door, pulled the latch that had been plugged in, opened a crack and slipped out. The deserted street was dark, and only the waning moon hung high and cast a patch of moonlight. Striding along the wall, turning a corner, and then cautiously looking around, there was indeed no figure. Unwrap the parcel and take out the canister. Placed upright on the ground, still muttering 'open sesame'.

The green mist floated out, and the elf had just spun and stood still, and Dole impatiently pointed to the huge building in front of him and whispered:

"Do you think this is the Demon Temple?"

As soon as she was summoned, she heard an inexplicable sentence, and Elena looked up in the direction of Dole's finger in confusion, and then laughed:

"Lang Jun, this is not a demon hall, but the largest 'sect' in Gados City."

"Teachings?" Dore's eyes widened, such a huge and magnificent building was not a demon temple, and he didn't understand what the academy was.

"Yes, the monastery is a temple where believers worship the devil and chant the teachings of Sasayya. Every 30 days there is a 'Day of Prayer', on which all the believers gather in various monasteries to worship the devil and pray for the blessings of the devil. Although the Orthodox monks believe that the devil is the devil, the desert people are holy in their hearts, and the doctrine of the demon religion is implanted in people's minds. The demon was not greedy or gluttonous in his life, and the avenue from the city gate to this monastery was the holy road of the city of Gados, so there was not a single liquor shop on either side of the avenue, nor a place for fireworks. Elena seemed to see Dole's confusion and explained softly.

And Dole pouted disdainfully, the elf said that this demon was like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, what is the meaning of living this life? The elf was dissatisfied with Dole's expression, tilted his head as if thinking of something, and then laughed again:

"Today is the 'Day of Prayer', and Fei Langjun has also gone to worship the devil!"

Although I didn't want to admit it, the facts were in front of me, and I had to admit it, so I nodded helplessly.

"Isn't the devil very majestic!" The elf quipped, and the playful evil appeared in the twinkling green eyes.

"What's so majestic, I've become the king of pirates, and people still bow three times and nine times a day."

At a glance, he heard that there was something in the elf's words, and muttered angrily, not wanting to be entangled in this matter anymore, and asked anxiously:

"Where is the Demon Temple?"

Just as the elf was about to answer, there was a rush of rustling footsteps in the corner, and Dole and Elena looked over in surprise, and three tall and stout figures suddenly flashed out from around the corner.

"This kid is not normal at first glance, he has been sneaky since he entered the school."

"There are still demonic elves hidden."

"There must be a bad attempt to inquire about the location of the Demon Temple, so let's arrest it first."

The three black shadows were whispering for a while, and it was the three demon cultivators who led the believers to pray during the day, it turned out that Dole's ghost head and ghost brain had already been targeted by these demon cultivators, and they were quietly followed.

After finishing speaking, the demon cultivator who was holding a thick book in his hand flew over and slammed a black wind with a single fist and smashed it into the dry and short boy in his eyes, a few steps away from the distance came in an instant, this demon cultivator's body just moved, and the other two demon cultivators beside him followed with the wind and fell behind in the blink of an eye.

Although Dore couldn't understand what the three demon cultivators were saying, but seeing that the situation was mostly exposed, the black fist smashed heavily on the head and waved his left arm to block it, blocking the smashed heavy punch, and the right fist slammed into the opponent's empty chest like lightning, blocking and striking in one go. This demon cultivator is also a burly figure that has experienced a hundred battles, but he is extremely agile, and he has already guessed Dole's next offensive line when his heavy punch is blocked, and his body quickly flashes backwards.

The hammered fist brushed the opponent's robe, a punch fell into the air, but the figure did not stop, and a whirlwind leg in the air rose from the ground, fast and powerful, like a swift wind, crackling, and the flying leg smashed on the heavy punches of the other two demon cultivators who came from both sides, and the figures who flew in the thud fell back half a step at the same time. The round of attack and defense ended quickly, I didn't expect this kid to be so good, and he was surprised to write three rough faces under the full moonlight.

Dole's feet fell to the ground, his body was like electricity, and he waved his fists and rushed away, his whereabouts in the devil's cave had been exposed, and the only way was to solve these three demon cultivators, if the purpose of the wind generally permeated the whole city, wouldn't it be difficult for him to move an inch, the king in the urn.

The three figures in front of them smashed their fists and flying legs like a storm, moving and leaping as strong as a dragon, I didn't expect these three boys to actually counterattack at a speed like a biaofeng, and the three demon cultivators hurriedly punched back together, but the momentum and speed were much weaker, and they fell behind for a while. The punch slammed through the sideways figure and slammed into the left cheek behind him, and a tall figure fell backwards to the ground with a muffled shout. Under the crazy attack of Dole's rainstorm, the pace of the demon cultivator has been chaotic, and the crowding together has become a burden.

The strength of the three demon cultivators, one middle cultivator and two casual cultivators, was far above Dol, but they were oppressed by Dol's strong momentum and messed up, and they didn't fully perform the exercises before, and they gradually eased up after resisting for a while. Zhong Xiu first stabilized his position, his whole body magic skills were condensed in his fists, and there was no slightest bit of conservatism, the black light shone brightly, and the strong dementor and devouring aura was like a whirlwind, and he bypassed another loose cultivator in front of him who had been bent down under the weight of Dole and hugged his head, and had no power to fight back.

Just as he was preparing to solve this demon cultivator with a high-pressure leg, the powerful dark power around him attacked wildly, and the consciousness of the 'prophet' always passed on the information one step ahead, and this powerful magic skill was at least above the triple 'demonic evil'. The man moved quickly with the wind, half-turned, and his fist spun, and boom, Dole took a few steps back and returned to his original position with a bang.

One punch to repel Dol, the middle cultivator roared and kept up quickly, the triple magic skill was far above his own double Mo Ming Peak teaching technique plus double magic skill. When the body retreated, he pulled the 'Divine Dragon Whip' on his waist, and as soon as he stood firm and raised his hand, the Divine Whip pulled out a wind blade and slashed directly at the demon cultivator who rushed in, and at this moment he could only use the power of the artifact to solve the battle. (To be continued......)