The next morning, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang found the elder of the tribe and directly made a request from the local area.

"Ship?"

The Great Elder was having breakfast in the tent - a plate of light vegetable soup. When he heard the request from the two, he drank the vegetable soup into his nose on the spot.

"How did you know the existence of the curse seal?"

For this desert tribe, the curse seal can be regarded as an absolute secret. It is their only hope that the fire is highly confidential, but it turns out that it is heard from a foreigner who has only been here for a day.

Wang Lu smiled and said, "Just, let professional adventurers stay in your city for a whole day. Do you still expect any privacy left?"

Ouyang Shang persuaded, "Junior Brother Wang Lu, your statement seems a bit perverted."

"Senior Brother Ouyang, your statement seems to be saying that I am not a pervert."

The Great Elder stared at Wang Lu seriously, and after a long time, he sighed: "Since you already know, that's fine. But you need us to provide a spell and observe the demons at close range? I can't accept this request."

Wang Lu said: "I am afraid of taking risks and being implicated by us? Why did you have to let us in?"

The Great Elder pondered and said nothing, obviously it was difficult to make a decision in his heart.

Of course, he was prepared to take risks in to invite these outsiders, but... it took only one day to face the invisible demon, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

Unfortunately, Wang Lu didn't plan to give him buffering time at all.

"It doesn't matter if we don't want to provide a curse seal, it's the same if we run naked. According to my understanding, the invisible demon is not sensitive to creatures other than the demon clan. Over the past two thousand years, many outside visitors have also been welcomed in the desert.

Free entry and exit, and even close to the desert oasis, will not easily cause curses. We only need to be careful not to trigger the sand poison at that time. Then let's say goodbye."

After saying that, Wang Lu turned around and was about to leave, but how could the Great Elder let him leave like this? Not to mention that they were the only ray of hope that the Great Elder had seen for many years... Even if he didn't care about their life or death,

But if they provoke the demon and make their curse explode, then the entire tribe will be killed

"...You want a curse? Yes, but at least one day to prepare."

"Is it going to take that long? Half a day is not enough?"

Seeing that the great elder's gloomy face gradually began to turn black, Wang Lu realized that he had probably stepped on the other party's bottom line.

"Okay, then see you tomorrow."

The next day, it was still in the tent of the Great Elder. Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang visited again, but this time, there were two more in the tent except for the Great Elder. They were two old men with wrinkles on their faces and a slight breath of life.

...It should be around fifty and belong to the elders in the tribe.

The elder's face looked even more gloomy than last time. When he saw Wang Lu and the others arrive, he snorted and said, "Then prepare to start."

Then, the two people next to the Great Elder suddenly pulled out their swords, and the cold light flashed.

Wang Lu was simply shocked. The elder was preparing for one day, and he was preparing for something like this? He threw the cup as a sign, and the five hundred swords and axes were ambushed behind him. The problem was... Just because of the two weak old men in front of him, they were worthy of being.

What a knife and axe master?

It is true that there are many geniuses in this tribe. Just in terms of realm, there are twenty or thirty people above the Golden Pill level among a thousand people. But in terms of actual combat power... Wang Lu is enough to slaughter this city ten times, and it is violent.

It's foolish to face each other

But the next moment, the two old men turned their blades and slashed directly at their necks. Their force was very curious. They cut off their entire head with one knife.

Looking at the two blood fountains rising into the sky, Wang Lu frowned and asked Ouyang Shang: "Is this a slaughter technique?"

"...I think you must have misunderstood. The head-reducing technique is not to lower your head."

But Ouyang Shang was not sure what the other party was thinking. He cut off his head as soon as he met. There was probably no such a curious meeting gift in the world. But soon he understood the other party's intention.

The elder of the demon clan looked gloomy and spread his arms to gather strength. The blood fountain that soared into the sky was pulled into countless streams by invisible force, and complex figures were drawn in the air.

"…Is this a curse seal?"

Seeing this scene, even the slowest person can realize the truth. It turned out that the demon clan's curse seal was painted with human head blood as material. No wonder the elder looked embarrassed when he asked for the curse seal before, and his face was very good at this time.

Not good-looking.

The elder used his exquisite magic power to control the blood of the human head in the air to outline an extremely complex and exquisite pattern. Then he groaned, and the blood picture flashed a few times in the air and disappeared. Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu each felt a sense of their own.

Hot, a miniature graphic was printed on it.

After drawing the spell seal, the Great Elder seemed very tired: "Next, do what you should do."

"I thought it was something that made love."

After putting on the curse seal, the two did not feel any difference from before. They tried to analyze the secret of the curse seal with various techniques, and could only feel a weak and mysterious force condensed in the curse seal. The specific analysis was made.

It's a bit like garbled code - it has no practical meaning.

Why can the demons avoid the perception of the invisible demon through such a garbled QR code printed on their wrist? They can't understand it anyway. But considering that the invisible demon's body is still unknown, perhaps his perception method is completely out of ordinary sense.

Within, so I had to accept this setting for now.

In short, after receiving the curse seal, the two of them prepared to go to the habitat of the invisible demon - right in the middle of the city, a towering and magnificent temple. The tribe's blood sacrifice and other rituals were held in the temple.

This temple made of white rocks is particularly eye-catching in the city full of tents and mats, and it stands out. It is hard to imagine how much people here can gather resources to build this temple.

The influence of the demons in this city can also be seen. At the same time, it is easy for people to imagine how afraid of the invisible demons are these demons, so they waste resources to build the temple.

But when we approached, the stone murals surrounding the outer wall of the temple clearly recorded the indomitable spirit of resistance of the demons. Each mural records a tribal compatriot who died in the struggle, even if they were just insignificant ordinary people during their lifetime.

Over the past two thousand years, such murals have accumulated tens of thousands of them.

Perhaps when building this magnificent palace, the demons realized that this would be a long-lasting struggle, and even no end, so they left enough space to record the brave martyrs. Unfortunately, two thousand years have passed, the magnificent palace

The outer wall is finally almost used up, and the invisible demon is still so powerful that people cannot see hope of liberation.

When they opened the gate of the hall, the door was deserted and there were only a few pale priests. After seeing Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang, they nodded indifferently and then opened the stone door leading to a deeper place.

Following the passage behind the stone gate, the air around it became cold from scorching, and the passage under your feet was spiraled and winding down. After walking about hundreds of meters, a door appeared at the end of the passage.

The door was covered with rune and spell seals drawn from blood. The blood was still flowing slowly under the power of mysterious power, and reflected the light of torches on both sides of the passage. The blood seal on the door was more powerful than Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu.

The curse seal on the wrist is much stronger, and the effect is simple and clear - preventing all unauthorized people from entering the door and avoiding angering the demon.

Behind the door is the altar where the desert demons hold a blood sacrifice ceremony, which is also the closest place to the demon body in the entire oasis city. Every once in a while, the high priest of the tribe will preside over the blood sacrifice here, gathering the elderly and weak people in the tribe.

Sacrifice to the demon. Of course, sometimes the demon will ask for some sacrifices, but the scope of the request is completely random. Sometimes they are senior elders in the tribe, and sometimes ordinary mortals. Whenever this happens, the tribe will

Accompanied by separation from life and death.

During the time outside the blood sacrifice, this door will basically not be opened, and it is impossible to violently crack the blood seal with the power of these demons, so it is usually safe. However, this security lock is not that great for people outside the oasis.

Absolutely. A few days ago, Feng Yin and others cracked the blood seal on the door and sneaked into the Blood Sacrifice. They mistakenly thought that the Desert Demons had the ability to control sandstorms.

The door lock that even Feng Yin can crack is even easier for Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu. Ouyang Shang didn't even touch the blood mark, but just reached out and pressed it on Wang Lu's shoulder. The next moment, the two of them appeared behind the door.

——He used extremely skilled earth escape technique.

There was an empty space behind the door, and a huge blood-stained altar was placed in the middle of the round space. The two walked to the front of the altar, then closed their breathing and concentrated, further suppressing the fluctuations of their magic power, and even stopped breathing.

The body temperature dropped, like a dead object.

What we have to do next is a feat that no one has tried for the demons for two thousand years. Even if they are protected by the curse seal, they have to be careful again.

The two opened the altar.

The heavy huge stones rose up directly in the hands of the two Jindan real people like straw. The process was quiet and silent, and all the falling gravel rubble was wrapped and melted by Ouyang Shang with gentle and exquisite power.

Below the altar is a bottomless pit.

According to the legend of the demon clan, the body of the demon is below the cave. However, except for the first group of brave men two thousand years ago, no one could witness his posture with his own eyes. After the first group of brave men rushed into the cave, no one was allowed to see his posture with his own eyes.

It was able to escape. The demons at that time were not as weak as they are today.

When the entrance of the cave was exposed, Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu only felt a gust of cold wind coming to their faces, and they couldn't help but increase their vigilance to the extreme. Wang Lu even swam the Wuxiang Sword Qi all over his body to ensure that he was not invaded by all poisons...

But the next moment, the tense nerve broke with a bang.

"Oh, they are two little guys I've never seen before."
Chapter completed!