Anti-theft, 20 minutes is normal
Dajingmen is located in the southern part of the country.
The two heretics are as ferocious as the most ferocious hyenas roaming in the Gobi Desert, making people afraid to approach them.
He has a strange temperament and is filled with a cold aura.
Dajingmen is stable and peaceful. Nowadays, it is no longer the turbulent place it once was. Back then, Dajingmen was a gray area that carried countless deaths. It was divided up by three prestigious generals. The deaths of Wei Zhong and Luo Hai gave Xing Jun a rare opportunity.
In addition to these two heroes, there are two extremely paranoid pagans nearby. One is the Holy Mother of Dongling who believes in death, and the other is a ghost who believes in the abyss.
Dressed in a loose red dress, compared to the ferocious pagans under her command, she looked more like an ordinary and beautiful girl in the Gobi Desert.
After running all the way, although the Dongling Holy Mother looked exhausted, she still couldn't hide her graceful curves. Her long black hair was casually hanging by her ears, which was very wild, charming, and enchanting. However, she was covered in blood, like cinnabar and rouge, which broke this rare beauty.
The Holy Mother of Dongling looked up at the sky and said calmly, "The sky has changed."
“clang!”
The blade cut the ground, and the sudden sword pierced people's eardrums.
"Dong Ling, why do you look more and more like a piece of rotten wood to me the older you get? Stop playing tricks and get straight to the point. What exactly is the matter that you called me here today?"
The ghost is dressed in pitch-black armor, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and covered with dense tattoos, making him look even more sturdy and powerful. This humble man, who has been a refugee since birth, has spent twenty years in hibernation, and for the sake of power, he did not hesitate to dedicate his soul to the monsters in the abyss.
To the extent that even his name was distorted, leaning towards the direction of the abyss.
Not getting angry at the other party's unreasonableness, the Eastern Tomb Holy Mother waved her hand to stop the anger of her subordinates, and said gently: "Little Dark Ghost, I came here with sincerity and with great effort, not to chop off your ugly head. Wei Zhong is dead, Luo Hai is also dead. Don't you think that your head has no other function besides knowing how to kill, such as thinking?"
There was a scar on the dark right face of Minggui, which was caused by a branding iron. It was the ironclad evidence of the teasing he received when he was a refugee. At this moment, he said coldly, which made his already violent face even more vivid. He said in a cold voice: "Old witch, are you looking for death? Of course I know about their deaths. Why? Don't tell me you are afraid. If that's the case, you might as well come to me. With my protection, no one can hurt you."
For one minute, there was silence.
After a few seconds, the Eastern Tomb Mother smiled awkwardly, "I don't accept threats. At my age, death is not scary. It's just that they died too suddenly. Do you know what news I heard these days? The Great Realm Gate has begun to gather refugees. These guys who were originally just blood eaters have begun to get food and a stable life. I don't understand when those cunning humans began to unite and unify."
Mingui frowned, his brain thinking about the message conveyed by the other party.
Unity, unification, firmness.
You can't have your cake and eat it too, but sometimes there are exceptions. Even though Mingui is a muscular and brave warrior, his mind is not blank. At this moment, after completely absorbing the other party's information, three words instantly appeared in his mind.
"You mean, someone is rebuilding the order of Dajingmen?" asked the ghost in a serious voice.
The answer of the Holy Mother of Dongling was simple: "Yes, judging from the current situation, this is indeed the case."
Ming Gui clenched his fist and said angrily: "Who is it? Xing Jun? When did the guy who was pulled down from the altar by Luo Hai and others have such appeal!"
There are many people in Dajingmen. For the Holy Mother of Dongling and the Ghost of the Underworld, it used to be their base for food supply and potential believers.
Our Lady of Dongling uses blood as a guide to gain eternal life, while the Ghost of Hades gathers believers and offers more souls to the devil he believes in. To these two people, humans are more like bargaining chips than living creatures.
In the past, Dajingmen was in chaos. There were not only lions, wolves and leopards wandering around the city, but also wild dogs and foxes that liked to hang out in packs.
In that chaotic environment, the Eastern Tomb Mother and the Dark Ghost were like two wild beasts, constantly dividing up the resources there. Now, with the death of Luo Hai and a series of reforms to the Great Realm Gate, the refugees who could be killed and devoured at will have gradually lived the lives of ordinary people.
A breeze blew and scattered Minggui's hair. He looked at the Eastern Tomb Mother in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Since Xing Jun inherited that place, Dajingmen has indeed become much more stable than before. However, I don't understand. Although Xing Jun has some skills, how did he kill Wei Zhong and Luo Hai alone?"
"I can now be sure that your information is indeed not very sensitive. It was not the Xing army that killed Luo Hai, but a group from other forces, a young ruler who is said to be a summoner, very mysterious. At least I have never heard of these people appearing nearby. Don't doubt the authenticity of the matter. Compared to a brutal guy like you, the effort I put in there is far beyond your imagination." The Holy Mother of Dongling chuckled and said indifferently.
Ming Gui was not afraid of the mysterious power mentioned by the other party. He clenched the knife in his hand and slammed it hard on the ground: "No matter who it is, if you stretch out your hands, you will chop off your hands. If you stretch out your head, you will chop off your head. No one can come to this land and run wild, including you, anyone!"
Holy Mother Dongling smiled indifferently, as if she was already familiar with the other person's temper.
The ghost did not raise his knife. At this moment, he said coldly, "Is your purpose of coming here today to meet the Alliance? Then, who is your target? The mysterious summoner? Or the increasingly stable Great Realm Gate?"
Honest people don't speak in secret.
The Holy Mother of Dongling calmed down and said hypocritically: "Any one is fine. For our own benefit, Dajingmen cannot have peace no matter what."
After a moment, the Eastern Tomb Mother seemed to be in deep thought, and asked, "So, do you accept the alliance's consent?"
The ghost said grimly, "Yes, but I have a request. After the task is completed, I want six hundred virgins to be sacrificed as blood to the master!"
Virgins are said to have the purest souls and blood. For the Holy Mother of Dongling, these virgins are also the key to her maintaining her appearance. Six hundred people is obviously an astonishing number, but the Holy Mother of Dongling did not refuse. She smiled and said, "No problem."
Heretical talks.
The hunter and the prey, at this moment, were confused and then blurred!