The pastoral community did not choose to step up to the altar.

Stopping there, his eyes narrowly glazed, he looked in the other direction.

This hellish place is really nerve-wracking.

Even if the former god has fallen for tens of thousands of years, and those flames have been extinguished for a long time, the unwillingness and loss exuded when experiencing the depression and fall formed by endless years are still like mountains, and they are heavy in my heart.

It's going to break down!

"It's not a good place!"

The pastor shook his head vigorously, keeping himself calm.

Even if he is as calm as he is, he is affected, and you can imagine how solid the atmosphere here is.

He even suspected that if he stayed a few more days, he would collapse!

Calming down, he decided to check it out anyway.

Just now, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something flash.

Anything that can withstand 10,000 years of wind and frost without destroying it can already be regarded as a divine object. And to be able to experience the fire of the gods without extinguishing it, and then break free from the long river of time, it is simply a treasure level!

After taking a few steps forward, the pastoral world finally saw what it was.

It turned out to be a pile of dry bones!

"Long Qi's subordinates?"

The pastor shook his head silently.

It seems that this former god is still a bit popular. At the very least, when he fell, there were still people who could accompany him here, and even enter the reincarnation together.

Rare.

From the first life, there was a special habit in the pastoral world.

No, it can't be said to be a habit. More precisely, it's a kind of inheritance.

That is the peace of the dead.

No matter who it is, even if it is an opponent or an enemy, if it is dead, it is dead, and it is a hundred.

There is only respect for its corpses, remains, pastoral circles.

So, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to collect the pile of bones and find a place to bury them.

"Buzz!"

However, at the same time that the palm of his hand touched the bones.

The talisman array in his palm suddenly lit up. Immediately after, a series of complicated runes lit up uncontrollably, and soon filled the entire palm.

"Click!"

Almost at the same time.

The skeleton made a dull explosion, and it was directly annihilated and turned into nothingness.

"This"

The pastoral world couldn't help but be stunned.

Here's what's going on.

"Click, click!"

The mutation continued, and the pile of bones, one after the other, began to annihilate, and in the end, all of them turned into nothingness, and only the one buried in the center remained.

"What is this?"

The pastoral community takes a closer look.

This bone is very weird.

It was nine feet three inches long, and its whole body was blood-red, covered with lines. Its shape is also very weird, with forked tops, one large and one small.

"This thing, is it a horn?"

After watching it for a long time, the pastoral world finally came back to its senses.

It's not a bone, it's just a horn.

"Could it be that the dragon's horns are not successful?"

The pastor shook his head and smiled, picking up the horns.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to something not far away.

Brushing away the accumulated dust, a mask slowly appeared.

"Nine Shades!"

Seeing that mask, the pastoral world was suddenly shocked!

The mask was bronze, extremely ugly, and the most conspicuous were the two hollow eye sockets, shining with blood, incomparably eerie. The face on the mask was very hideous, and the corners of his mouth were grinning and hooking an arc, with three points of ridicule, two points of disdain, and five points of indifference.

"Reincarnation is fake, but the Nine Shadows are real?"

"How is this possible?"

The pastoral world was full of disbelief.

Silently stooped down to pick up the mask, and it was cold in his hand.

If you look closely, the carvings on the mask are not only not fine, but even a little rough, full of the atmosphere of ancient savagery.

"Seems a little different?"

Looking closely at the mask, the pastoral world was a little uncertain.

Hesitated.

He reached out and put the mask over his face.

A chill came from the mask, penetrating the heart, making the pastoral world feel very comfortable, and even the depression in the heart was greatly reduced.

"Well, the breath is different. ”

Relieved, the pastoral world couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Stop.

This mask is worthy of being a treasure that can resist the erosion of time, and the effect is good.

The coolness released by this mask has the effect of clearing the mind and mind, and even fights against the entire Dragon Abandonment Temple, and this alone makes him love it.

Buying two good things in a row greatly stimulated the desire of the pastoral community to collect.

He began to search in all directions, turning the entire Dragon Forsaken Temple around. Not to mention, this circle really allowed him to find a few more lost antiquities.

Until there was nothing left to take, his eyes were finally on the altar.

"Dragon Abandon Pearl, I'm here!"

With a smile, he stepped straight towards the altar.

The complacent pastoral realm had no idea that the power of the entire temple was decreasing at an alarming rate.

The other cultivators who were blocked by various traps and secret realms were keenly aware of this change. Because, whether it is the guardian they are facing or all kinds of obstacles, their power is rapidly weakening.

These people are all old fritters, and they instantly understand what is going on!

"The power of the temple is disappearing!"

Ji Wujian looked at the sky and suddenly said softly.

"What is rotten is rotten, no wonder it will be eliminated. ”

Ji Fengming snorted coldly, he had completely forgotten that this temple had already passed tens of thousands of years.

"It's good for us. ”

"Without the temple in the way, we can enter the central hall faster!"

"That bastard, don't try to run away!"

With a cold snort, Ji Fengming's tone was full of murderous intent.

Their speed has increased dramatically.

At this moment, Zide and his party also suddenly exerted their strength, directly broke through the confinement in front of them, and rushed forward.

They were unimpeded along the way, and their combat strength remained completely victorious, and this force was even faster than Ji Fengming.

And at this moment, in other parts of the temple, many cultivators who had forcibly entered also happened to crash into everything.

They act alone or in groups of twos, keeping a relatively safe distance from each other.

Although his eyes were full of hostility, no one moved.

There is no way, until this moment, none of them have gained even the slightest bit. You are all here for money, and no one will act rashly until you see the benefits.

They all sensed the power of the temple weakening, and they all spread their bodies, increasing their speed to the extreme.

Although they don't know much about this temple, there are some smart and clever people among them, who simply follow someone's trajectory and run wildly.

And then.

All kinds of traces that have been turned over along the way, and all kinds of tragic battlefields that have been dug into the ground, make everyone's faces look ugly.

"Damn, it's so ruthless, I didn't even leave a single hair!"

Someone hated and scolded.

"Don't let me catch that bastard, I'm going to get cramps!"

Someone is dancing with their teeth and claws, and they are crazy!

"It's so clean!"

Someone was speechless.

"This is too thorough, do you think it could be done by those masters of the Dao Realm?"

Someone suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong with the Dao Realm!"

"Isn't it just one level higher than us, and he can swallow it alone?"

"The rules of the rivers and lakes, they eat meat, why don't you leave us some soup!"

Immediately someone roared.

No one echoed him.

But many people have a look of approval on their faces.

Everyone who can come in here is a master of fame, although it is said that it is a little weaker than the great god of the Peep Dao Realm, but it is also famous.

They are very proud of their eyes on weekdays, but they have suffered such a big loss in this temple, how can they not take this breath!

Especially.

When they saw the temple that had been looted and cleaned, and even the spiritual field that had been dug three feet into the ground, most of them held their breath and hated it in their hearts!

I've been messing around for so long, and I've never seen it so ruthless!

If you loot, you will scavenge, at least leave a little for others.

Dig three feet into the ground, and the geese pluck their feathers.

You're poor and crazy, aren't you?

The faces of the masters were as black as the bottom of the pot, and they felt distressed, their livers hurt, their stomachs, and their whole bodies hurt.

Aggrieved.

I've never been so aggrieved.

Thereupon.

Endless anger turned into power, driving them forward with incredible speed.

Damn bastards.

Don't let me catch you.

So vicious, so slammed.

Ye Shengsheng ate you!

Everyone couldn't stop gritting their teeth in their hearts, and their mood at the moment was surprisingly consistent.

The power brought by the anger can be imagined, coupled with the continuous decline of the power of the temple, they can be said to be unimpeded along the way.

If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that all the cultivators in the temple are speeding in the same direction.

And the front.

It was Zide and his party.

In second place.

It was Ji Fengming and his party.

Coming from two directions, they rushed directly into the Dragon Abandoned Temple.

Countless pairs of eyes, blazing with flames, stared directly at the altar in the center of the main hall!

And also.

The looming figure on the altar.

"Bastard. ”

"I've finally been caught, see where you're going!"

Zide smiled coldly and opened his mouth to drink.

Mu Jie's hands were placed on the throne at the top of the altar, only a foot away from the Dragon Abandoned Pearl, and when he heard this roar, his face couldn't help but change.

I'll go.

Big trouble.

Trouble is trouble, the pastoral world is in danger, his hands are looking forward, and he grabs the dragon abandoned pearl in the palm of his hand.

Then he threw it into the ring.

However, alas, damn it

The dragon abandoned the pearl like a hot sun, emitting extremely rich heat.

It's like it's stuck to your hands.

Not to mention putting it in a ring, you can't even take it off your hand.

The pastoral world was immediately dumbfounded!

"Hmph, I've finally caught you!"

And in this short moment, Ji Fengming and his party also flew into the temple.

Ji Fengming, who was the leader, stared at the pastoral world fiercely, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Finally caught this bastard.

And when he landed his gaze on the blood-colored little sun between the hands of the pastoral world, he was suddenly shocked, and his eyes uncontrollably revealed a touch of greed.

"Obediently hand over the baby and spare your life!"

Ji Fengming grinned and said inwardly.

The pastoral world felt slightly bitter in his heart, looking at the two groups of people who were getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but show a wry smile.

This time it's big.

He was only glad at the moment that he was wearing a mask.

Otherwise, Zide's group of people alone would pounce on him and eat him raw!

And at this moment, a voice slowly floated in, with endless coldness.

"Baby does have to be handed over. ”

"But I don't think I need to keep that little life, let's bury it here together!"

A group of cultivators quickly rushed from the outside world and sealed the door of the temple.

Two old men slowly appeared in the void.

One, two, three, four

Mu Jie turned his head and counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his liver.

Two half-step peep into the Dao realm, two peep into the Dao realm, plus a hundred infant realms?

In the entire temple, there is not a single existence below the Infant Realm!

it.

Is this going to sell Chinese cabbage?!