The rich smell of earth came to his face, and Lin Du's eyes had become a barren world.

The dim sky, the dead vines, the old trees, the bones of unknown creatures

... Here, it is the No. 6789 Demon Spirit Realm, known as the "Little Doomsday World".

Ga!

Rattle!

In the sky, a flock of black crows representing bad luck flew by, and black torrents covered half of the sky.

"With so many doom crows, will there be any changes in this trip?"

Lin Du looked around, and everything he saw was desolate, and he couldn't see anything else.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Du went straight to the northeast.

Don't ask why the northeast!

For no reason, capricious!

After walking for more than half an hour, Lin Du still didn't see any shadow of any creature.

The No. 6789 Demon Spirit Realm is completely different from the No. 9987 Low-level Demon Spirit Realm.

The Demon Spirit Realm No. 9987 is the Demon Spirit Realm that has been developed, and many of the alien races in it are specially put into it for the college entrance examination.

This is not the case with No. 6789 Intermediate Demon Spirit Realm, which has not undergone much development and is basically in a primitive state.

Of course, it is only in this primitive state that the demon spirit world is more meaningful to explore.

After walking for a long time, Lin Du vaguely saw a small tribe.

The front of the tribe was staggered, and smoke and dust were everywhere, as if there was a fight.

Lin Du touched it slowly.

There was a small col in front of him, which allowed him to fit perfectly.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and Lin Du finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

A group of monsters with four arms are attacking frantically at two humans.

The four-armed monster was tall and hideous, and it cried out in the oldest language of the alien race.

Lin Du had studied the languages of foreign races in his spare time, and although he was not proficient in it, he could probably hear the shouts of these four-armed demons.

They are saying two words over and over again!

Old Gods!

Coffin bearer!

Obviously, these two words have a special meaning.

The two humans fighting against the four-armed monster are an old man and a middle-aged man.

The old man was thin and small, holding a purple-gold gourd with a beautiful shape.

The middle-aged man was a stout man with a blood-colored spear.

The old man remained in place, his hands constantly pinching out complicated seals, wisps of red mist overflowing from the body of the four-armed demon of death, burrowing into the purple-gold gourd.

The middle-aged man was holding a spear and continuously harvesting the lives of these four-armed demons.

Although these four-armed monsters seem to be powerful, most of them only have the strength of the third order, and it is not difficult for middle-aged people to deal with them.

Lin Du, the realm of a middle-aged man, couldn't see through it, but judging from his one-move killing a four-armed demon in seconds, it was estimated that it had reached the level of the fourth order at the very least.

As for the old man, it is even more unfathomable.

"Akamatsu, you're faster!"

"Don't give them time to summon the Six-Armed Earth Demon King!"

"The realm of the two of us can't deal with the six-armed earth demon king of the sixth order now!" The old man frowned and said.

"Got it, big brother!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were like electricity, and a series of powerful and imposing spear techniques poured out.

The surrounding four-armed monsters fell to the ground one after another, and they were all killed with one blow!

The old man urged the purple-gold gourd in his hand with all his might, and a steady stream of blood-colored mist converged.

Lin Du looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

"What kind of evil practice is this cultivating?"

The four-armed demons have been dying one after another, but there are countless four-armed demons in the tribe that have been running this way, which has an endless meaning.

The middle-aged man's hand movements gradually slowed down, and the pressure he faced became more and more intense.

Although these four-armed monsters alone can't do any damage to him, there are too many of them.

Ants can still swallow elephants!

Not to mention these powerful four-armed monsters!

After a while, there were more wounds on his body.

The old man had been urging the purple-gold gourd, and he had no time to take care of the safety of the middle-aged man.

The purple-gold gourd absorbed more and more blood-colored mist, and the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Akamatsu, hold on, this time we are developed!"

"In that moment just now, the value of the flesh and blood essence absorbed has exceeded the two admission tickets we bought."

"The next thing you absorb is all earned!"

"How much we can earn this time depends on your performance!"

When the middle-aged man heard the old man's words, his spirit was shocked, and his injured body once again burst out with amazing combat power.

Lin Du hid in the small mountain col and was secretly surprised, this middle-aged man was terrifying.

It was vaguely clear from the actions of the middle-aged man that he should be a gold-based ability awakener.

With each stab of his spear, a fleeting golden light appeared on the tip of the spear.

And his arms, there were also bright lights one after another just now, it should be the existence of soul beads.

Two soul beads, this is at worst a powerhouse who has awakened the S-level ability of the gold system.

And his spear technique should have reached the level of the pinnacle of the master level, which is exquisite!

Woo-la!

Woo-la!

The shouts of the four-armed demon leader suddenly sounded in the tribe, and the voice seemed to be a little anxious.

His thick hands pointed at the old and middle-aged people on one side and a stone pool in the tribe on the other.

Due to the distance and the low-lying terrain, Lin Du could not see the scene inside the stone pool.

But you can clearly see that there is a wooden table next to the stone pool.

The wooden table was filled with the heads of various exotic beasts, and in the center of the table was a bronze altar.

At this moment, there are three incense sticks on the bronze altar!

"Is this a sacrifice?"

Lin Du looked at this posture and had some guesses in his heart.

The customs and customs of this demon spirit world are very similar to some wild places.

Most of these places are dedicated to some gods, and in their perception, the gods can keep them safe.

Right now, it should be the four-armed demon clan sacrificing to the gods, and it happened to be bumped into by the old man and the middle-aged man.

There is no way for either side to take the other, and if the stalemate continues in this situation, most of them will lose both.

The tribe kept carrying the struggling beasts into the stone pool, and the sound of wails resounded in the sky.

This scene made Lindu pause.

He counted the days, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Necronomicon's Day?"

"Today is the Interracial Day of the Necrons?".

The so-called Day of the Dead is the name of the human race for this festival, and the other race itself calls this festival the Day of the Gods!

The Day of the Gods, as the name suggests, is a festival dedicated to the gods.

Offering sacrifices to the gods on this day can bring unexpected benefits.

"No wonder the four-armed monster leader is in such a hurry, it turns out that he is in a hurry to sacrifice to the gods!"

......

The battlefield on the other side was still deadlocked, and the clothes on the middle-aged man's body had been stained red with blood.

The intelligence of these four-armed demons was not low, and they saw that the old man couldn't move, so they left the middle-aged man behind and rushed towards the old man who was collecting flesh and blood essence.

The middle-aged man was slaying the four-armed monster while protecting the old man's thoughtfulness, which seemed a little hurried.

But his expression was very excited, because the harvest of their trip was absolutely beyond imagination.

"Big brother, why don't we slaughter all this tribe!"

"It's better to come early than to come early, I didn't expect that such a big day as an alien sacrifice would be touched by us!"

"The flesh and blood essence of these four-armed demons, plus the flesh and blood essence used for sacrifices in the tribe, our two brothers are bound to make a lot of money this time!"

The old man was a little moved, and the situation in front of him was indeed very attractive.

The alien race still attaches great importance to sacrifice, and the flesh and blood essence used in their sacrifice is definitely a large amount.

This amount is most likely more than the combined value of all the flesh and blood essences of all four-armed demons.

The middle-aged man saw that the old man's heart was moved, and he continued to tempt:

"Big brother, haven't you always lacked two suitable soul beads?" Now that the opportunity is in front of you, do you want to give it up?

"After slaughtering this tribe, your two soul beads have fallen, and I can also buy a bottle of genetic medicine to break through the bottleneck of the fourth-order peak."

"Two fifth-order powerhouses are enough to push our bounty group to a new level!"

"In the future, when we go to other demon spirit realms, we will have a little more confidence!"

The old man's eyes showed longing, obviously tempted.

He gritted his teeth and put away the purple-gold gourd in his hand.

"!"

"Hurry up, wait until they are all slaughtered, and then concentrate on absorbing the essence of flesh and blood!"

"It's a matter of success or failure!"

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