Only then did Qin Feng notice that there seemed to be some uncleaned blood stains on Bai Hao's white clothes. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.2 "I don't know how much you want, whether 1,300 spirit stones are enough." "This is almost all of Qin Feng's spirit stones, which Qin Feng obtained by selling all the things on his body that he didn't need, which is also a huge fortune. But Qin Feng didn't feel a pity, if it wasn't for Bai Hao helping him at the beginning. In any case, Qin Feng couldn't defeat that red mirage at the beginning, and his wife was afraid that she would only be destroyed, and she would naturally not be able to reincarnate.

Bai Hao nodded again and again: "Enough, enough, only a thousand spirit stones are needed!" Bai Hao also felt that this amount was a bit huge and said: "I owe you." I will pay you back later, or I will take a treasure to you. ”

Qin Feng was displeased and said, "Daoyou Bai Hao, you are really rusty when you say this. When you helped me in the underworld, you even lost one of your right arms. At that time, I told you that I would definitely repay you, but we haven't had the opportunity to see each other for decades. Today, when I met someone who could help you, it was my heart knot, and you said these polite words to make me unable to feel at ease. As he spoke, Qin Feng took out a ten-grade spirit stone.

Bai Hao didn't say anything more, and if he said it again, it would be contrived. Accepting the spirit stone, the only remaining left hand hugged Qin Feng and said, "If there is any use in my place in the future, just say it, I will definitely give up." "Knowing the grace of the picture, what a simple truth, but too many people have forgotten it.

Qin Feng also said: "You too." "I wanted to have a few more drinks and talk about my experience over the past few decades. Bai Hao had other important things to do and didn't want to stay. Just exchanged communication charms with each other, and Bai Hao left again.

watched Bai Hao leave until he disappeared from view. Qin Feng turned his head to look at a towering building several streets away, and muttered, "Let's go, Nightmare, let's go and see where this prophet is sacred!"

A temple made of white bones, with a statue with six wings on its back in the center of the square, which should be the gods worshiped by this group of ghost clans. On the other side is a stone statue sitting on a throne, dozens of meters high, which is even more shocking than the temple.

The Nightmare said, "Master, I feel it, it seems that the secret is hidden in this temple. ”

Qin Feng turned his head, and saw that in front of this forested temple, there was a skeleton in a bright red robe standing at the door, with a loose hood and an unclear face, with a bare neck, wrists, and finger bones with colorful gold and jade ornaments, these are not worldly things, they are all magic weapons that are difficult to find, I think I got them from the hands of which demon cultivators.

Qin Feng didn't open his mouth when he walked, but he saw the skeleton open his mouth and said, "Cultivator, are you lost? This is not the place you should be. The skeleton spoke unceremoniously and with contempt.

Qin Feng was not angry, and said lightly: "Who are you?" is the so-called Hades King Yiyu, the little ghost is difficult. This kind of power imp is the most annoying.

"Me?" The skeleton looked up at Qin Feng, only to see that the skeleton's face was stained with blood, as if it had just crawled out of the Nine Hells. He said with a cracked mouth: "I am Fan Bin, the Monarch of the Dark City, the consul under the King of the Underworld, responsible for all the affairs of the Dark City. The tone of this speech was high-spirited, as if he looked down on Qin Feng very much.

Qin Feng was silent, with a faint anger in his heart. After looking at this Fan Bin up and down, it was just an existence of the tenth layer of qi refining. Sneered: "You can afford the prestige of an archon?"

This touched Fan Bin's sore spot: "You!" pointed at Qin Feng and couldn't say anything for a long time: "Get out, you get out of me." Guards, guards!" More than a dozen black-armored warriors suddenly appeared, and they were all existences in the foundation building period.

The evil mare on Qin Feng's shoulder suddenly spoke: "Take it easy, Archon." We're not here to get in trouble. After saying that, he spit out the Zhu Zhu and said, "Do you recognize this thing?"

Fan Bin's face changed suddenly: "You go down first." With that, the black-armored warriors vanished like a gust of wind.

Fan Bin's face turned out to be a little reverent: "This, this is a token of the prophet!" said and wanted to take it.

Nightmare retracted to the Chaos Orb: "In that case, can we go to the Prophet?"

Fan Bin was silent, and there seemed to be an interesting fanaticism in his eyes. For a moment, he looked stunned, as if someone was transmitting a message to him.

After about a few breaths, Fan Bin looked at Qin Feng with a strange expression, and said again: "You go outside the city gate now, there is an apostle of the prophet there, and you will get news from him." ”

Qin Feng was a little unconvinced: "Then whose residence is this temple?" In Qin Feng's thoughts, a person with such a status as the prophet should be in this majestic and terrifying temple.

Fan Bin said: "This is the palace of my king, the king of the underworld! The king of the underworld is in retreat all year round, and it is impossible to see you." "Or maybe that's why everything in the Dark City is left to the Archons. Fan Bin's strength is low, and he knows how to judge the situation, never overstepping his dignity and humility, his only weakness is greed, but it is only greedy for the property of those who cultivate the truth, which is why Fan Bin is embarrassed by Qin Feng.

There are dozens of high-level undead in the entire Dark City, but just such a person has to be reused by the Hades King. Because this kind of person who has no talent can be completely in his own hands. Fan Bin is also well aware of this and has never exceeded his duty. I have to say that Fan Bin is a lucky person, this is indeed his blessing.

Fan Bin's face was dead, so that Qin Feng couldn't figure out anything from his facial expression, and finally spoke: "Okay, I'll trust you for the time being." And he went out of the gates with the nightmare.

Fan Bin reminded in a low voice: "Be careful of the living, don't show this Chaos Bead easily, it will bring you trouble." ”

Qin Feng nodded: "Hmm." "This nightmare has not been said to himself, it must be because the age is too old, this undead Da 6 has changed too much, and the projection in the Chaos Bead is naturally impossible to know, after all, what he knows is only information hundreds of years ago.

Looking at Qin Feng's distant figure, Fan Bin actually bowed behind him. However, Qin Feng didn't notice this scene.

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, Qin Feng had a feeling of being watched, and turned his head: "You are the prophet?" In the distance, there was a dead spirit in ragged clothes, with a sense of spiritual sense, no power fluctuations, and his body was still covered with fresh soil, as if he had just crawled out of the grave.

The undead said in a vague way: "Yes and no. ”

I hate this kind of pretending to be a ghost the most, Qin Feng frowned: "Is it or not!"

The undead looked silent: "You will know it when you see the prophet." Then he turned around and said, "Follow me." The pace was swaying, like a staggering old man, but the degree was extremely fast, and Qin Feng even had to use spiritual power to keep up.

This undead was either so high that Qin Feng couldn't detect any traces, or he was a stand-in. Qin Feng hesitated, but decided to follow, how could there be a good thing of absolute insurance.

Trudging through a dead gray wood, the undead seemed like an ethereal spirit that passed through the thorns with ease, and the barbed vines did not hurt him in the slightest. Qin Feng could only chop the thorns in front of him with difficulty and followed, this undead always fell not far away from Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at it, a little displeased and felt that he was playing tricks on himself, and said to the Nightmare: "Nightmare, do you believe him? I always felt that this was a trap, and it could also be an ambush set up for us by Fan Bin's greedy Chaos Pearl. "Along the way, I encountered many beasts that were eroded by the dark power, and although they couldn't threaten Qin Feng, they were annoying.

Nightmare shook his head, "I don't know. But master, don't you have a bounded sword, if it's really a dead place, can't you escape if you can't beat it?" The projection in the Chaos Bead promised to the Nightmare made the inheritance so that the Nightmare could not resist this temptation, and the Nightmare also felt that there would be no danger, after all, it was just to return himself to the Chaos Bead. Although this Absolute Chaos Bead is a very rare magic weapon to attack the divine soul, but the projection is directly willing to exchange it with the exercises, wouldn't it be better? Although there may be a bigger secret hidden in this Absolute Chaos Bead, but sometimes, it's better not to be too curious, especially those old monsters.

Qin Feng nodded: "That's right." "After all, you can teleport a distance of dozens of miles in an instant, and it's really hard to imagine who can stop it.

Finally, it took nearly five hours for a lonely forest in the field of vision to suddenly have a glimmer of brilliance. It was a barren mound with what appeared to be a tomb at the top, but it looked like a minaret buried in the earth.

The undead stood in front of the tomb: "Arrived?"

Nightmare was a little puzzled: "Is this it?" Many of the undead have a penchant for dwelling in tombs, but this tomb is all sealed with bluestone and has no entrance at all. It seems that he went wrong, maybe Fan Bin told a lie.

The undead said to themselves, "Go in." With that, it seemed that the strength of the whole body was exhausted, and the body began to crumble, turning into a pile of ashes, leaving only the ragged clothes fluttering in the wind.

The last message echoed in the sky: "The Prophet is waiting for you inside." ”

Qin Feng was silent for a while, thought for a while, and finally walked to the front of the tomb. patted it with the Jieli Sword, it seemed that it was hollow inside: "It's all here, it doesn't matter if he goes down first to see." "Let's go with a sword.

Rumble!

The bluestone exploded, revealing a hole more than one person high. One man and one crow did not hesitate to get in.