Footsteps rang out in the dungeon, followed by the sound of the cell door being unlocked.

You Qian couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at the ghost and shadow that suddenly appeared, and saw that the pillar of light trapped in front of her gradually faded, and finally disappeared.

"Wang, Brother Wang" Youqian said subconsciously, her brain blank. This should be the first time in 20 years that Brother Wang has come to the prison to see himself.

Looking at Youqian's expression, Youluo sighed softly in her heart: "Go back to the palace"

"Back to the palace?" Youqian's eyes gradually filled with brilliance.

Then he seemed to think of something, and blurted out without thinking: "Where is Yi Lang?

"Yi Lang?" the ghost frowned, anger gradually rising in his heart.

There was a pain in the shadow's heart, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and replied to Youqian: "I am on death row in the palace"

"Brother Wang, are you okay to let Yi Lang go, let him go back to the human race" Youqian grabbed Youlu's hand and pleaded with him, tears in her eyes.

Thinking of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood that he saw twenty years ago, the ghost subconsciously raised his hand, but a trace of reason reminded him. Let the hand held high not fall.

"Brother Wang, what happened at the beginning has nothing to do with Yi Lang" You Qian looked at the other hand that was raised, desperately pleading.

The ghost took a deep breath, put his hand down, and his tone gradually deepened: "I won't kill him"

"Really?" asked Youqian in disbelief as she was stunned.

The ghostly gaze gradually turned cold, and there was boundless anger in his tone, but the person in front of him was his own sister after all, so he softened his voice again: "Because you will go to the City of Dry Bones tomorrow and marry the King of Dry Bones." And Yi Shuo is the dowry of the King of Dry Bones."

"Go back to the palace and freshen up. Tomorrow, Brother Wang will let you get married," the ghost said to Youqian, as if he had exhausted his strength.

Like a thunderbolt in Youqian's mind, her feet fell softly: "Dry, dry bone king"

"No, I don't want to marry the King of Dry Bones. I don't want Yi Lang to go to Dry Bone City, he will kill Yi Lang" Youqian came back to her senses and pleaded with the ghost.

Looking at Youqian's pleading appearance, the anger in Youqian's heart rose again: "Enough, haven't you figured it out in the past twenty years? Who is Yi Shuo? From the royal family to the common people, they were slaughtered. You are so indifferent to this great hatred, this kind of family hatred."

"No, it won't be like this" Youqian shouted a defense at the ghost, shaking her head constantly.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and the two temple guards bowed to the ghost: "Great King"

"There is an urgent message from the high priest, this time the temple will send two generals to lead two hundred temple guards," the temple guard said respectfully to the ghost.

Hearing this, a trace of jealousy flashed in the ghost's eyes, and the reason why he hadn't stepped into the secluded prison for the past twenty years was not the reason for the temple of jealousy: "The widow knows"

"Phantom, please return a Chinese girl to the palace," the ghost turned around and left slowly.

Looking at the back of the ghost's departure, the ghost bowed: "Yes"

......

An invisible light shrouded in the sky above the dark prison disappeared, and Jia Changsheng, who was in the ring, withdrew his gaze.

"Grandpa, are you saying that you can go and set up an ambush now?" Augustine asked Jia Changsheng in his heart.

Jia Changsheng's slightly tired voice sounded in Augustine's head: "It's time to start"

"Although you have the chance to win this time, what you will face after robbing your relatives is the most difficult test, so you must not take it lightly," Jia Changsheng told Augustine.

Augustine nodded solemnly: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm ready"

"Okay, then let's take action, take this opportunity to let the Ancient World take a good look at the strength of your Dark Church" Jia Changsheng cheered at Augustine.

Augustine had a hint of pride in his heart, and blurted out without thinking: "My dark church will not let my grandfather and my lord down."

After saying it in his heart, he reached out and took the scepter next to him into his hand.

"Everyone" looked down the stairs. Seeing the Dark Guardian and the Twilight Knight riding the Abyssal Wolves, all standing respectfully, Augustine raised his voice.

The crowd standing at the foot of the stairs all looked at Augustine with a glimmer of anticipation.

Seeing everyone's gaze, Augustine showed a pious look: "It's time for the glory of our Lord to spread to all corners of the world."

"From this day forward, we will use the sword in our hands to cut through all obstacles and offer our lord the purest faith," Augustine said slowly, in a low but powerful tone.

Looking around again, the words immediately changed: "Although this road is destined to be full of thorns, my lord will definitely give us strong strength. Therefore, no matter how dangerous the obstacles lie ahead, this world is destined to belong to my Lord."

The voice sounded in his ears, and Shi Kangdang, Shi Ming and others shouted in unison.

"Praise be to our Lord, even if the world is full of thorns, we will never move forward"

"Praise be to my Lord, even if the world is full of unstoppable enemies, twilight will come"

"Praise be to my Lord, the world is destined to be covered with darkness"

The voices of the crowd were higher and higher, resounding throughout the bone abyss.

After the voice dissipated, a trace of fanaticism appeared in the eyes of Shi Kangdang, Shi Ming and the others.

After feeling this frenzy, Jia Changsheng's eyes couldn't help but glow with doubt. It is undeniable that Augustine's magic stick skills are indeed much inferior to Paul's. But why is it that under such circumstances, fanatical believers are born? You must know that when you left the Church of Light, you didn't find any light and heat believers in the Church of Light.

"Where is Shi Dang" Augustine didn't know what Jia Changsheng was thinking, and said to the people under the steps.

Hearing Augustine's voice, the place was silent for a moment, and the aura of murder spread. Shi Dangdang, who was standing at the front, took a step forward and bowed: "In"

"Immediately go to the direction of the Hidden Capital, hunt the desolate beasts all the way, collect the bones, and prepare for an ambush," Augustine instructed Shi Dangdang and the other dark guardians. Start implementing the plans in your heart one by one.

A hint of joy appeared in Shi Dangdang's eyes, and he replied loudly: "Yes"

From the word corpse, it is not difficult to hear that the first wave of attacks must be the skeleton beast summoned by the natal skeleton to hit the striker. Thinking of this, the joy in Shi Dangdang's eyes became a little stronger.

"Where is the stone ming?" said Augustine, as he shouted at the bottom of the steps.

Shi Ming stepped forward and bowed to Augustine: "In"

"Follow the Pope in the direction of the Hidden Capital," Augustine said to Shi Ming.

Then, without waiting for him to reply, he walked down the steps. His gaze was on the Dark Tome suspended above the Well of Darkness, but he didn't take it down. After all, robbing relatives is just an appetizer, and the real test is the next phantom clan.

His eyes turned to Yi Tian, who was standing with Shi Gandang and the others: "How about going with me?"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey" Yi Tian smiled at Augustine and strode up to follow.