In the blink of an eye, it was night time.
Yan Li's group of five changed their clothes and walked out onto the street.
Different from the "festival" day, Bu Luo City's Witch God Sacrificial Day was filled with solemnity and solemnity. This could be seen from the clean and empty streets.
Every household hung up white silk scarves.
But there were no other ceremonies. Presumably, that immortal-like figure didn't need any.
The five of them dressed up like ghosts and wandering on the streets was very conspicuous. The citizens in this area had already been instructed by me to ignore the existence of ghosts, so no one came out to stop them.
"The discipline of Bu Luo City is really amazing." Dan gently patted the wine gourd at his waist. This was his habit every time he was addicted to alcohol.
Yan Li said in agreement, "Only those who are proud of the blood flowing in their veins can shoulder this heavy mission. The people's hearts are as one is probably talking about Bu Luo City. "
The Nest of the Roots of Wood said lightly, "There is no such thing as peace. It's just that someone is carrying the burden for them. Don't you think they deserve this sacrifice? "
The Beast King sneered, "I've killed many ungrateful people."
"You speak as if you are the embodiment of justice." Yan Li smiled.
The Beast King glanced over and said, "No matter what purpose you use as the core of your actions, you can't call it justice. No one in this world can represent justice."
Yan Li was startled. Then, he smiled and said, "That's right. You are a follower of Heaven who gives people nightmares."
"Hmph." The Beast King turned his head and quickened his pace. "One day, when the truth of the world is in your hands, you will understand."
"Nonsense. Only treasures exist forever in this world." Xia Yin played with the snuff bottle made from who knew how many soul stones. She put the Moon Demon Ring behind her back and said with a strange smile.
"What kind of treasure can exist forever?" The Beast King asked.
Xia Yin smiled strangely and said, "No matter what treasure it is, I want everything in this world!"
At the end of the street, a large circular square appeared in front of them. It was directly below the Golden Crow Palace.
As soon as the five of them arrived, the doors of the Wan Clan opened, and they took out the long burning lamps.
In an instant, the entire Buluo City was as bright as day. Amidst the splendor, there was a sacred and solemn atmosphere.
It was unknown from which direction it started, but the singing, which sounded like crying and complaining, slowly and deeply spread out. Gradually, it became more and more pleasant to listen to.
It seemed to be summoning something.
Buluo City was immersed in the sea of singing.
"Do you guys think that the Sorcerer God really still exists in this world?" Dan couldn't help but pat his wine gourd and murmur.
"No one can live forever," the Beast King denied indifferently.
Yan Li's eyes flickered as he asked, "Can't the Followers of Heaven do it too?"
Nest slowly withdrew his gaze. "Generally speaking, immortality doesn't mean immortality."
"Generally speaking," Yan Li said, "Weapons are impenetrable, and the five elements of water and fire are impenetrable. Is there anything closer to immortality than this?"
"Do you want to obtain eternal life?" Nest asked indifferently.
Yan Li smiled and said, "Immortality means infinite possibilities. If you can't do it in a day, you can do it in a year. If you can't do it in a year, you can do it in ten years. Isn't it easier for those who have more time? "
"Look," the Beast King suddenly said.
The crowd raised their heads and saw that the Golden Crow Palace that was floating in the air was slowly descending along with the singing. Lights were lit up one after another, illuminating the entire palace.
The unique architectural style, the towering towers shining with golden light, the ancient and mysterious totems, all of them showed the glory of the descendants of the Sorcerer God.
The void suddenly split open, and Ye Ya appeared in front of them with the Wolf Face army. He said coldly, "It's your turn. Don't let His Lord's efforts go to waste, or none of you will be able to walk out of Buluo City alive."
Dan smiled and said, "The rebellion has failed. The Golden Crow Queen will certainly not let us, the accomplices, go."
"It's good that you know!" Ye Ya frowned unwillingly. "I will also guard the entrance of the divine palace and will not let anyone in to disturb, but …"
"But what?"
Ye Ya didn't respond because the Golden Crow Divine Palace had already landed on the square.
Looking at it up close, it became more and more suffocating. It was like the palace of the gods in ancient myths had fallen to the mortal world, and the people of the world had to worship it.
At the same time, all the residents of Buluo City spontaneously knelt down.
"It's time for you to make your appearance." Ye Ya turned around and looked at the Obeisance Church members quietly.
The Obeisance Church members didn't even look at him. They walked past him, climbed over the palace wall with their bare hands, and entered the Golden Crow Divine Palace.
"I guess he wants to see us fail more than my success." Xia Yin suddenly said with a strange smile.
"Sir, you can see it too." Yan Li said with a smile.
"There are so many despicable people in this world." The Beast King let out a disdainful sneer.
"The divine tower is at the highest point. Let's go there directly."
Everyone nodded and immediately set off.
This was the outermost position of the palace, and it was also filled with shining golden towers.
The golden monkey on the Beast King's shoulder was very excited, as if he had found his home.
After passing through a doorway, their eyes suddenly lit up. Under the illumination of the lights, two golden fields of rape flowers appeared in front of them.
It was supposed to be the season of withering, but the rape flowers here were exceptionally bright.
A pleasant fragrance assailed their nostrils.
The five of them walked through the flowers, looking around and listening in all directions.
Suddenly, a sensitive sound tugged at their nerves.
It was the rustling sound of rubbing against the ground.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a little girl less than three years old playing with a butterfly that had just returned home late in the flower field.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
The little girl also sensed the abnormality. She glanced over unhurriedly, and there was some disdain in her childish eyes. She snorted disdainfully at Yan Li, then turned around and disappeared on all fours.
"Should we catch her?" Dan patted the wine pot hesitantly.
"This little girl is not easy to deal with. Don't complicate things." The Beast King said lightly.
Yan Li said, "Sir, what did you see?"
"A Witchcraft Beast." The Beast King said.
"A Witchcraft Beast?" Yan Li's heart stirred. "I've heard of this by chance before. What is this Witchcraft Beast?"
The Beast King said, "Only the Shaman King can control it …"
He paused for a moment. "Monster? I think so. "
There were not many people in the world who were called monsters by the Followers of Heaven.
The look in the little girl's eyes before she left lingered in Yan Li's mind.
The feeling of déjà vu lingered in his mind.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew past his ears, interrupting his thoughts.
They subconsciously turned to look at the source of the wind and saw a majestic, winged tiger standing on the roof of a pavilion not far in front of them, letting out a deep roar at them.
"Nan Zhi?"
PS: Explain why I stopped updating. Don't think I'm missing!! Recently, I've been looking for material. I inadvertently watched a web drama called Chen Xiang at 6: 30 PM. Cut the crap. The setting was very fascinating. I felt good after watching it, but there was an indescribable feeling. Then, I went to read the comments. They said that this web drama plagiarized another movie called A Thousand Words Before Death. So, I went to watch it and found that it was just the same as before. It wasn't a reference, but a real plagiarism. After watching the movie, I finally knew what that feeling was. The former's plot was thin and a bit mechanically copied. The latter's plot was full and advanced smoothly. After experiencing the difference between the two, I couldn't help but think of Toppling the Nation … Then, I sank into a state of self-denial … Sigh, I'm really drunk. I don't know what I've been doing these few days.
PS: I don't know how many chapters I'll owe this month. Next month, I'll try my best to change the minimum to three chapters. That means I'll update three chapters a day to make up for it. I'm really sorry.
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