As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out.

Since the Templar Masters had shown kindness to Song Ziyu, Song Ziyu was embarrassed to continue to be tough.

However, ending the dispute like this, Song Ziyu felt a little unfinished.

"Juggar, this dead fat man is your man, he's too rude, see how to deal with it."

Song Ziyu looked at the old zombie and spoke.

After learning of Song Ziyu's identity, the attitude of the Templar Master had obviously changed.

As if intent on wooing and appeasing Song Ziyu's grievances, the Templar Master spoke, "Someone."

Several prostrate Templar guards climbed up from the ground, "Lord Juggernaut, what do you need to command?"

The Templar Master pointed to the dead dog-like Dracula on the ground and said, "Arrest this fellow, strip him of his status as a Son, and put him in the black cell of the Necropolis for reflection."

Hearing this, the Templar guards immediately set up a faint Dracula and left the scene in a hurry.

"Don Quixote, you are the hero of our Demon Feast Alliance, and you deserve to be treated with sufficient courtesy, please follow me up the mountain, and I will entertain you with the highest courtesy!" The Templar Lord invited.

"You don't have to go all the way?" Song Ziyu asked.

"What's that?"

The Templar Master said, "When you come here, you will feel like you are coming home, and you are guaranteed to feel the warmth of the community."

"Why does this sound like you're a pyramid scheme?"

Song Ziyu muttered.

"What pin?" The Templar Master is gone.

"Nothing, let's go."

Song Ziyu opened his mouth and said.

As he spoke, Song Ziyu was about to walk hand in hand with the Templar Master towards the Snow Mountain.

However, at this time, a majestic zombie general blocked the way: "Slow down!"

"Huh?"

Song Ziyu looked at the white-robed zombie with a strange expression on his face: "What do you mean?"

The white-robed zombie was so domineering that he directly ignored the face of the master of the Holy Hall, and directly held the people behind Song Ziyu in his hands: "The Holy Hall is the holy land of our clan, and the children of ordinary clans are not even qualified to pay respects, how can these lowly human beings enter the Holy Hall?"

"Bastard, step down!"

The Templar Master seemed to feel that he had been swept away and went crazy on the spot, his body involuntarily began to swell, and the terrifying superior aura was surging, sweeping towards the zombie generals who were blocking the way.

However, this zombie general was not afraid, like a stone in a pit, blocking the road ahead.

The Templar Master made a gesture for a while, but to no avail, and finally could only sigh and say to Song Ziyu: "I'm sorry, the Templar has its own rules of the Templar, although I am a talker this time, but I can't change the rules set by the ancestors, so ......."

Song Ziyu glanced at these two goods, and always felt that they seemed to be acting.

But I don't have any proof.

However, out of confidence in his own strength, Song Ziyu still explained to the people around him: "You guys are camping at the foot of the mountain, waiting for me to come back."

The Faceless Ones followed the instructions like machines, while Zhou Ning and Lin Zhaoyu immediately objected.

"No, it's too dangerous for you to go alone." Zhou Ning said.

"I must follow you in!" Lin Zhaoyu's tone was even more resolute.

But Song Ziyu's tone was very resolute, and he ordered his subordinates to gather at the foot of the mountain and wait.

Song Ziyu did this for only one reason, and that was to prevent his human subordinates from being hurt unnecessarily.

Not only that, Song Ziyu also asked Zhou Ning to pass on the order, once there is any force majeure, just use the crossing bracelet to return to the source world immediately, there is no need to look for death in this ghost place.

After settling his subordinates, Song Ziyu followed the Templar Master and his party towards the snow-capped mountain.

The headquarters of the Dark Sanctuary is indeed magnificent.

on the way

On the way up the mountain, various towering buildings are built along the way.

Along the wide scenic path, a palace sits atop a hill.

This palace is hideous and weird, tall and majestic, standing under the cluster of countless buildings, quite a bit of the atmosphere of dominating the world.

The walls of the palace are made of huge granite, bearing the traces of time and the imprint of history.

Hideous arched windows are embedded in the heavy stone walls, like picture frames, decorating the colors and shadows of the sky into flowing scrolls.

At the top of the palace is a splendid tower with a huge head hanging from the spire...... Song Ziyu looked at it intently, and it was actually a giant dragon head.

Boy!

Are there still dragons in this era?

The white dragon's skull glittered in the sunlight like a brilliant diamond set in the city skyline, adding to the majesty of the Dark Sanctuary.

If an ordinary person walks to this place, let alone anything else, seeing this terrifying giant dragon skull, it is estimated that his legs will be weak.

But Song Ziyu does not have the habit of osteoporosis.

While chatting and laughing with the Templar, he took Vermeer in his arms.

This little girl is not big or small, and Song Ziyu is not a vegetarian, so she has to be disgusting and disgusting.

Really!

In the Dark Sanctuary, the status of the Holy Maiden represents the nobility and purity of the bloodline, which cannot be desecrated.

But Vermeer was hugged by Song Ziyu like this, and many zombies present stared at Song Ziyu with wide eyes, looking like they wanted to eat Song Ziyu.

Hey, that's what Song Ziyu wants.

Isn't it cool that you can't get used to me and can't kill me?

In this way, Song Ziyu put Vermeer in his arms and entered the Templar headquarters.

In order to entertain Song Ziyu, the Templar Master prepared a huge welcome banquet in the banquet hall of the headquarters and invited Song Ziyu to sit in a prominent guest seat.

Accompanied by a number of high-ranking officials of the Dark Sanctuary at the banquet, Vermeer reported on Song Ziyu's feats in the New World, from retaking the Holy Mountain to raiding the Black Rock Sea.

Some of the high-ranking members of the Holy Hall even exclaimed, this was the biggest and greatest feat created by Song Ziyu in the history of the Demon Banquet Alliance.

In this way, the high-level members of the Holy Church, who were still suspicious of Song Ziyu, sent unsparing praises one after another.

"Your Excellency Don Quixote, your immortal exploits will forever be recorded in the annals of history!"

"To be able to beat the Secret Alliance like this, since the thousand-year bloody war, Your Excellency is the first person." A Holy Clan Marquis actually took the initiative to toast Song Ziyu.

"This glorious victory deserves to be celebrated."

"Miracles, in my long and long life, I have not heard of anyone who could do such a great thing."

"Don't talk about your life, even in the long river of history, there are few such feats."

Everyone praised it, which made Song Ziyu a little fluttery, grandma's, didn't she enter the group of praise.

Since there was such a warm atmosphere, Song Ziyu immediately integrated into this carnival.

But when the banquet reached its climax, something unexpected went wrong.

When he was staggering with a kind of clan high-level, two zombie female warriors escorted a girl who had escaped ***.

This girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, and her skin can be blown and broken, and she looks like a snowy lotus flower that has just bloomed.

The girl's eyes were big and bright, like two bright stars, with a little teardrop.

It's a little bit of a pearl.

The corners of her eyes were crooked, with a dead air that a living person should not have.

is so beautiful in the world, standing in front of Song Ziyu, it is completely unbearable for people to play with it.

is such a stunning girl who has not yet grown up, but *** appeared in front of her.

And that's not all!

The girl was still holding a snow-white bone blade in her hand.

The girl with lotus steps walked up to Song Ziyu, then knelt at Song Ziyu's feet, and then presented the bone blade to Song Ziyu with both hands.

"What is this?"

Song Ziyu couldn't fix it, put down the wine glass, then looked at everyone and asked.

The Dark Lord smiled faintly, "This human in front of me is a meat man cultivated by the Holy Church since childhood, and it tastes quite good, please try it."

Speaking of this, a zombie nobleman said, "Your Excellency Don Quixote, you must know that these Templar-nurtured meat people use the most advanced cultivation methods, and they can't help but strictly control the nutritional intake of their three meals a day, and also ensure their virgin health...... Your Excellency, you only have to taste it to know how fresh and delicious this chick's blood is!"

Talking!

This nobleman actually flowed out of Harazi, as if he couldn't bear it.

Glancing at the little girl who respectfully handed him a knife and waited for him to be slaughtered, Song Ziyu lightly refused, "I'm sorry, Lao Tzu is not good at this."

As soon as this statement came out, it was no less than blowing up a mine in the middle of the hall.

What a joke!

Zombies don't even eat people?

Has the world changed?

"Huh?" An outspoken zombie roared, "Your Excellency doesn't hate the unpleasant tribute of our Templar?"

Song Ziyu said lightly: "Lao Tzu doesn't like to eat people."

"Joke! As a saint, you don't eat people? Do you want to be a vegetarian?"

"I've thought about it." Song Ziyu replied lightly.

The zombie stood up abruptly and roared at Song Ziyu, "I doubt your identity!"

Song Ziyu sneered when he heard this, "Really?"

"Or else?"

The zombies continued to shout, "You humans don't dare to eat it, what kind of saint are you?"

Song Ziyu responded coldly: "If you talk more, believe it or not, Lao Tzu ate you first!"

As he spoke, Song Ziyu burst out with terrifying superior power, instantly deterring the zombies who dared to argue with him.

The locked zombie began to fight on the spot, obviously unable to withstand the suppression of the rank.

At this time, the Templar Master spoke, "Forget it, no one has stipulated that our Holy Clan must eat people, and this matter depends on their preference."

As he spoke, the Templar Master reached out and grabbed the girl who was kneeling on the ground.

The giant claw appeared, and in the next second, this girl was going to be pinched to death!

However, a hand was placed on the Templar Master's wrist, blocking the Templar Master's spicy hand from destroying the flowers.

"What a fuss, Lord Juggernaut."

Song Ziyu asked lazily.

"It's a bit difficult to write to the key point, and I have to slow down in order not to write down."