The golden-clothed man in the realm of the dignified Heavenly Master knelt down like this, and I was stunned.

Are all the people of all the demons and demons spineless?

If you think about it, you really can't blame him for being spineless.

The three of us can kill the sacrificial Taoist priest in seconds, and kill him, the newly promoted celestial master, which is not much more difficult than killing chickens.

I said indifferently, "Don't be afraid. The four of us only need four sacrifices."

"Your dog's head will be on your head for the time being."

The man in gold hurriedly got up, and squeezed out an ugly smile on his pale face.

"Your Excellency, you can rest on the sidelines, and leave the sacrifice to me."

I said, "Okay."

The golden-clothed man carefully held his head and lined up at the entrance of the bronze gate, biting his fingertips and dripping blood into it.

The moment the blood dripped in, the skull turned into a puddle of gray mist and disappeared, spinning in circles around us, as if sensing the breath in our bodies.

In a short time, gray air flows into the bronze gate, imprinting our breath into it.

The bronze door, which has stood for thousands of years, is imprinted into our breath.

Since then, we have been able to come and go freely.

The man in gold helped us get in and out, and immediately took out our storage rings, along with the storage rings of the four people on the ground, and handed them to me.

"Your thing, my lord."

I took the storage ring and gave it to Murphy to distribute.

Murphy took the storage bag, looked around, and said in surprise: "These guys, their strength is not very strong, and their ability to collect money is not small."

"Well, there's a map here."

I spread out the map, and the terrain was very rudimentary, and there was no scale for it.

"Come here, explain this map to me."

"Yes!"

The man in gold stepped forward, pointed to the map, and said, "This map covers an area of 1.5 million miles, including swamps, forests, and settlements for cultivators."

I asked, "Why don't you have a ruler if it's a map?"

The man in gold was stunned, "Forgive your little ignorance, what is a ruler?"

"It's to determine how big each piece of land is."

The man in gold poured out with great respect: "My lord, the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons are too widely praised, and it is almost equivalent to a miniature version of the Wasteland."

"Therefore, the map can only be approximated, and the exact size cannot be confirmed."

There are so many imps like the man in gold that there are so many people along the way that it doesn't make sense to kill or not.

I said indifferently, "If you say a few more words and tell us the truth, we may be able to save your little life."

The golden-clothed man was greatly surprised, and said with sincere fear, "My lord, after you enter, it is best to walk along the gravel road to the protected area where the cultivators live, and meet the crystals of the wasteland."

"Otherwise, it's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows. Ten thousand demons and demons who die every day can be piled up into a mountain, and they must not be careless."

Driven by his will to survive, he would never dare to lie to us.

I waved my hand impatiently, "Alright, fuck off."

"Yes."

The man in gold stepped aside, and the four of us stood in front of the bronze gate and stepped into the solid wall.

Buzz Buzz –

The bronze gate hummed and trembled for a few seconds, opening a void passage.

We weaved through the passage and in front of us was a gravel road nearly ten meters wide that curved forward along the forest swamp.

I don't know what kind of gravel it is, it is black and brown, and it is finely crushed like cinder.

In the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons, the power of yin and evil is strong, and the ghost is strong, and there is a mist miasma formed by yin power and moisture everywhere, and the visibility is not high.

Occasionally, there is a yin wind blowing, driving the movement of the qi of heaven and earth, which is not as smelly as outside, but cool and silky, and has no peculiar smell at all

No.

Li Wenjuan took a deep breath and spit out with satisfaction, "Whew, it's finally comfortable."

At the entrance of the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons, there were three or two people, like us, looking at this strange world.

I turned on the compass and sensed the location of my parents.

They were right in front of the gravel road, and I didn't know how far it was, so I kept going.

Along the way, the three of us were extra vigilant, but Li Wenjuan didn't care, as if she was here for a vacation.

"Qianlong , you guys just killed someone, you are really handsome, and the other party didn't react at all!"

I said indifferently, "Encounters in the wild are different from the decisive battles in the ring, only about winning or losing, not about the process."

"These people were so paralyzed by me that they never thought we would swoop out the killers."

Li Wenjuan was puzzled, "The three of you, without any communication, how did you manage to do it almost at the same time?"

Sun Mingjin laughed and said, "Good things are grinding, when will you be born and die with us, and after a year and a half, we will all be the same."

"I don't want to."

Li Wenjuan looked disgusted, "When I return to the human world, I will live my little life."

"Xiangche BMW, drunk gold fans, find a few more male models and celebrities, and enjoy all the things I have never enjoyed in my life!"

This guy is still as unproductive as ever......

When he first entered the door, Murphy was holding the nameless sword, always on the lookout for it.

After walking for a while, she wondered, "Hidden Dragon, why do I think this place is not as dangerous as I imagined?"

"Ten thousand demons and demons seem to have a name in vain."

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons, and it's not the Shura Field, how can it be that there are dangers everywhere."

"A place, there is a place of rules, just like the five guards just now, we only need to ......

Before we could finish speaking, in the muddy swamp beside us, the old woman in ragged clothes with broken wooden crutches trudged was trudging.

The old woman's hair was unkempt and gray, and the long strands of hair stuck together like a fishing net that could not be torn apart.

Her body was withered and emaciated, like a skeleton of bones draped in rags, and in her claw-like hands, she still held a rice bowl with missing horns.

"Good people passing by do well, give me this old woman some food, good people will be rewarded, Bodhisattva bless......

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and he was chattering and chattering, and he walked forward step by step.

Looking at her, she looked like she was about to collapse on the side of the road at any moment.

Murphy took the food out of the storage ring and subconsciously wanted to move forward.

She froze suddenly, then turned to look at me, "Hidden Dragon, can we help this person?"

I hesitated, "An old lady, there should be no problem."

We stepped forward, and Murphy took out the food and a few bottles of water, "Old man, take these things."

The old woman's cloudy old eyes shone with a dark yellow light, "Good Samaritan, thank you, but I can't eat this."

Murphy was still patient, "And what do you want to eat?"