Inside the dark and gloomy hall, gray mist fills the air.

On the long table, twelve bronze lamps burned faintly.

Behind each bronze lamp, a figure sits.

They all wore masks on their faces, hiding their true faces.

On the mask, strange patterns are engraved.

"The plan to resurrect the ancestral witch has failed."

One of them.

"The Witch Ghost Sect was destroyed, and judging from the traces left in the field, the ancestral witch was killed."

Another humane.

"He Yuanfeng of Sancai Academy failed to sacrifice and was stopped."

Someone said.

"After the resurrection of the barbarian god, he did not act as we expected, but abandoned the barbarians."

One man's voice was calm.

"Heh, a humanoid beast like a barbarian, deserves to be driven into the Fallen God Abyss and locked up until death."

Someone sneered.

The rest of the people ignored him, and the first to speak spoke slowly:

"It seems that someone is blocking our actions."

"Xuan Ming, you know how to calculate, can you deduce it?"

The man sitting across from him asked.

"I can't deduce it."

Known as "Xuan Ming", the face of the mask is carved with the figure of two snakes shaking its head.

"Are there any traces of the heavens?"

The man asked.

"None."

Xuan Ming replied.

"Is there a backlash by deduction?"

The man asked again.

"Neither."

Xuan Ming denied it again.

“…… It's weird. ”

The man's tone was confused.

"Maybe it was a mistake, and there was a powerful passing by to suppress the ancestral witch."

Someone said.

Xuan Ming was noncommittal, and the others did not speak either.

"This matter should be taken seriously."

The person sitting across from Xuan Ming said.

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

The crowd chimed in.

So in the void, a scroll of jade slips appeared, and the jade slips glowed, recording the matter, and then disappeared into the void again.

"The most important thing at the moment should be the [Cave of Ruins]."

Xuan Ming pondered for a moment, "Dijiang, what are you going to do?" ”

"[Ruins] is the ancient son of heaven, with vast magical powers, comparable to saints, and his lifelong inheritance is placed in the cave of the ruins, if anyone can get his Taoism, he can soar to the sky."

The figure named "Dijiang" spoke:

"According to historical records, Tianzixu once obtained a spiritual treasure of luck in his early years, and refined it into the imperial soldiers to suppress his own luck.

According to our speculation, it should be a fragment of the [Creation Catalog], after the fall of the Son of Heaven Ruins, its imperial soldiers are nowhere to be found, I am afraid that they have escaped into the cave of the ruins. ”

"If you can collect all the fragments of the Creation Catalogue and sacrifice them to this strange space, you can anchor the coordinates of the [Immortal Tomb] and accelerate its arrival."

Xuan Ming looked at the head of the table.

It was empty, except for a chair and a bronze lamp that had gone out.

"The Cave Heaven of the Ruins is about to be born, and according to our calculations, the place where it was born should be near the Shark Country in the East China Sea."

Dijiang opening:

"Legend has it that the Son of Heaven Ruins once fell in love with a mermaid, perhaps because of this, the cave of the ruins will be hidden in the East China Sea."

"If it's near the mermaid country, I can make a move."

One person spoke, his voice was heavy, and the mask on his face was painted with patterns like black dragon scales.

"Gonggong, are you free recently?"

Xuan Ming asked.

"The ship is in the East China Sea, and I just need to get some supplies."

The co-worker wearing the black dragon mask replied.

"Okay."

Xuan Ming nodded.

The twelve people in the hall all entered this mysterious space by chance.

In this space, everyone's heavenly secrets are obscured, and they can't see each other's faces and roots.

Each of them wore a mask on a long bronze table, and used the identity on the mask as their code name.

Gonggong claims to be a Haikou in reality, wandering all over the world, killing people and goods, and committing countless major crimes.

He believes in the [Immortal Ancestor], is wanted by the righteous path, and is an upright demon man.

The remaining eleven were noncommittal about this statement.

They often test each other's identities and hide their secrets.

It doesn't matter if it's height, stature, voice, gender......

It's all possible to be fake.

"In that case, I'll leave the matter to you."

Xuan Ming nodded, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

"Nope."

"Nope."

“……”

Seeing that the rest of the people had reached an agreement, Di Jiang instructed:

"It's still the old rule, the communication between us and us is limited to here, after leaving this space, you can't speak, you can't say, you can't mention, you can't think about it."

"I'm self-reflecting."

Co-workers nodded.

"Gonggong, what you have harvested in the cave of the ruins, if you need it, you can bring it to this space, trade with us, and exchange what you have."

Xuan Ming said.

"I'll trade with you if I need to."

The co-worker agreed:

"If you have any needs, you can bring them up at the next meeting, and I will help you pay attention to them then."

"Hmm...... People really have what they want. ”

A lazy voice sounded, the woman's face was masked, her breath was blurred, but her figure was very proud:

"I heard that Tianzi Ruins was a first-class beautiful man in the Cangyuan Realm back then, and my sister yearns for it, if Brother Gonggong can bring a portrait of him, my sister is naturally very happy in her heart."

"Tiz, what do you want that portrait for? The Son of Heaven Ruins has fallen for an unknown number of years, even if there is really the Son of Heaven in the portrait, it should be wiped out. ”

There was also a woman's voice on the side, and her voice was very cold.

"Sister Houtu, people are witches of the Heavenly Desire Sect, isn't it normal to think about men?"

Tiz rested her cheeks and lay on the table.

"Huh."

Hou Tu glanced at her, "The Heavenly Desire Sect was destroyed fifty thousand years ago, can you use some rhetoric that can stand up to scrutiny next time?" ”

"Sister knows the Demon Dao Sect so well?"

Beneath the mask, Tiz seemed to be smiling.

"That's natural, this seat is the first female demon of the Demon Dao, is there any problem?"

Houtu snorted.

"Didn't my sister say last time that she was the princess of Great Xia?"

Tiz blinked.

"Undercover, no conflict."

Houtu's voice was calm.

Tiz: "......"

"Alright, alright."

Xuan Ming couldn't stand it anymore and knocked on the table:

"If you want to fight later, let's talk about business first."

The twelve people in the audience, whether true or not, all claimed to be demon monks, and their names were bigger than the other, and those who didn't know thought that the giants of the Demon Gate had gathered together for a meeting.

"Co-worker, there's something you need to pay attention to."

At the back of the bronze table, a man with a candle dragon mask on his face spoke:

"The ruins are the ancient emperors, and if you want to get his inheritance, I'm afraid you need the Dragon Emperor's Daoqi to sacrifice...... I can get you some if you need them. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their heads and looked at the candle dragon together.

The meaning is obvious -

You can even get the dragon luck of the Immortal Dynasty, whose vest is it?

The candle dragon groaned for a moment:

"Our Dao Yan Sect can steal other people's dragon qi...... Normal, right? ”