The night is quiet again, but the guards of the North Village are tight.

The totem pole is the foundation of the village, not only has a strong protective power, but also has a deterrent aura against demon beasts. At present, the totem pole in the North Village, its deterrent range is not enough to cover all the new villages, and there may be monsters infested at any time.

The warriors of the northern sky are in a team of five, vigilantly patrolling the night.

The outside is tight and the inside is loose, and the inside of the village can be described as quiet. In the darkness, a black shadow appeared and disappeared from between the staggered tents, and rushed by. He went straight to the Mo family, and on the wall of the Mo family's backyard, he climbed in, silently.

Without alarming anyone, the shadow jumped into the entrance of the dungeon very neatly.

Compared to Mo Liang, he was more familiar with the road all the way, and when the culvert full of red veins and brilliance opened, the light shone brightly, and the old face of the black shadow was printed.

Shi Jun!

If Mo Liang saw his village chief grandfather appear in the underground palace culvert at a gallop, he didn't know how shocked he would be!

But now, Shi Jun's eyes were full of essence, and he swept over the empty and deserted dungeon slightly, and then rushed towards the corner of the dungeon. Turning along the road peaks and loops, wooden bridges and stone stacks collude, houses and corridors are scattered, and after a while, there is no longer a figure.

He stopped again, it was already deep in the underground palace, and in front of him, there was a palace. The palace is backed by bluestone, there is turbulence below, the giant wood is in the sky, and the flower windows are wide.

And what is amazing is that on all sides of the palace, there are dense iron chains, which are tangled in a mess. These chains, the thickness of a strong man's arms, one after another, horizontally, vertically, and diagonally, surrounded the palace one by one.

The chains were dark and black, and they looked very cold.

And standing in front of the palace, there was also a compelling cold air gushing out, and the ground was glowing with dark green light. Palace, barely a glimmer of light to be seen.

Shi Jun stood here, and bursts of black demonic energy suddenly began to overflow under his ordinary body. His face was as cold as frost, and he walked step by step towards the palace covered with iron chains, and as he got closer and closer, the demonic energy on his body became thicker and thicker, and even rose like flames.

In the midst of this demonic aura, his body became blurred.

This is like a dormant ancient beast, and looking at the back makes people tremble all over.

When he got closer, no one knew how he would enter this palace where he couldn't even cast light. But something really jaw-dropping happened! When Shi Jun's body was attached to the iron chain, it disappeared little by little as if it was sinking.

The wind was gusting, and the stone platform was frighteningly empty.

After a long time, Shi Jun's shadow resurfaced and appeared little by little. In his hand, he was holding a book. This book, with its dark black mottled iron sheet, is like an iron box where the demon is buried, and there are faint roars. Shi Jun was holding the book, the cold book was the size of his chest, and it was so heavy that Shi Jun's speed slowed down.

Fortunately, it was empty. The sound of ethereal footsteps and the sound of the underground river filling only Shi Jun's ears filled his ears.

Following the original footprints, he flashed like a shadow in the backyard of the Mo family, and no one noticed or knew.

......

At dusk the next day, an inexplicable atmosphere of excitement permeated among the new people of Beicun.

Tonight is the Awakening Ritual, the mysterious Awakening Ritual. For the people of the Northern Heavens, in the long life experience, the Mahatma who awakened the Soul Assassin and fought the heavens and the earth filled all their imagination of the gods. And today, they will have unprecedented access to God's world, even incarnated as gods!

The construction of the new village was stopped early. Beicun made an exception for all the new tribesmen, opening the opportunity for the awakening ceremony, and the flow of people surged, blocking the original Beicun from the outside to the inside.

In the middle of the village, the faint flames of the towering totem pole have begun to steam.

Under the totem pole, Huamei, Changsheng, and Dalong were all amazed. By their side are Mo Liang and Xu Jinhu. Every time the totem pole releases the ghosts, it can only envelop about a few dozen people, and these thousands of people want to go through the awakening ritual all night, I am afraid that they will barely be able to go through the whole night. Changsheng and Dalong were arranged by Mo Liang in the first batch, and he also wanted to see the results of these two guys' talents.

The totem poles in Beicun are too weak, and every awakening ritual of the totem poles in the Holy City that is released by the ghosts and ghosts can envelop thousands of people. The Holy Domain, on the other hand, can have a range of 10,000 people. Think of their gaps.

But for the people of the Beitian tribe who are all fresh, they have been shocked inexplicably.

"Sister Hua, do you think I won't be able to awaken the Soul Piercing?" Long Dashao, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was also nervous at this time, he asked in a daze, and he didn't know if the flower girl next to him heard it.

Hua Mei glanced down at him and said softly, "Don't worry!"

Changsheng Gaga said: "Haha, you stinky boy will be afraid! Look at the big brother, I don't wake up, who will wake up? Wow quack, I have waited for fourteen years and finally waited until today! In the future, I will have to have the strength ......of ten thousand catties!

This inexplicable self-confidence made Long Da Shao roll his eyes, and he didn't want to deal with him at all. And his gaze slowly turned, and finally saw Mo Liang's body, his immature fist clenched tightly again, and a fierce battle intent appeared in his eyes, "I want to awaken the Assassin Soul! Only by awakening the Assassin Soul can I defeat him!"

Mo Liang's tall posture looked up at the totem pole, and he also saw Long Dashao's eyes in the afterglow. He smiled faintly and said, "Long Dashao, the opportunity has been given to you, and it is up to you whether you succeed or not." Afterwards, you have to tell me the source of the Black Fire Crystal. However, the eight-year-old wants to awaken the Assassin ......," he said, pausing and slowly shaking his head.

"Dalong, you're too anxious. I want to wake up at the age of eight...... Did you know that Kitamura was only allowed to perform the soul stabbing ritual at the age of 10 in the past, so as not to cause misfortune to the child? If it weren't for Brother Liang speaking for you, you wouldn't be eligible to participate in the Awakening Ceremony this year. Xu Jinhu also shook his head incessantly.

Long Da Shao pouted, "Don't treat me as a child! Moreover, if it weren't for the Black Fire Crystal, would he speak for me? Don't think I'm so deceitful, hum! I must awaken the Assassin Soul to show you! My Long Da Shao is not a child, my Long Da Shao is worthy of Hua Mei!"

His resolute and serious look made Hua Mei look angry again.

Mo Liang, Xu Jinhu, and Changsheng were already helpless about this. This guy is not only clever at a young age, but also a love saint, and when he grows up, he doesn't know what else to do.

As he spoke, the clansmen gathered more and more, and the quasi-guards and guards of the North Village began to clean up. As the sky gradually sinks, the totem pole square must be empty and quiet, otherwise it will not be good to disturb the ghosts and ghosts.

The large crowd of new tribes dispersed, and only a few dozen people remained in Totem Pole Square. Mo Liang, Xu Jinhu, and Hua Mei quietly retreated to the side, silent. Changsheng and Long Dashao stood at the front of the crowd, quietly waiting for the ceremony to begin.

And at the top of the totem pole that no one has seen, a book of gold and iron the size of a chest lies quietly, and with the totem pole demon flame steaming, it also exudes bursts of strange aura. Its color and texture are the same as those of the totem pole, and it looks ordinary, but its presence makes the totem pole's magic flame have a different atmosphere. It seems that it is more powerful......

This, no one notices.

Mo Liang looked up high, his gaze so far away that he seemed to penetrate the sky, and muttered, "Wake up! Beicun needs you! Instantaneous needs you! I need you too!"

Half of the blood is in the sky, half of the moon is cold, and the people are looking for the avenue and shouldering the common people. This has never been the time of one person.