"You?!?" Zhang Ning was ecstatic, "Are you an immortal?... a turtle immortal?"

The old turtle nodded slowly: "Yeah, no."

Zhang Ning's smile solidified on his face, weathered and withered.

"Old Turtle, I am the priest of the Wuzhu tribe."

"Oh." Zhang Ning responded, and was confused in his heart how he fell into pieces of the demon world just now? He used his magical sense to test it, but this time he was so concise...

"High Priest!" Seeing that Zhang Ning was absent-minded, the old sea turtle explained solemnly, "High Priest who sacrifices sacred objects and divination is well!"

Zhang Ning finally realized the noble class status of the old sea turtle, and hurriedly looked down at him and said, "You are so great!"

The old turtle stretched his neck proudly: "There are 12 demon totem poles in the demon world, and there are four in the East, and two in the other four domains..."

"Are they all big bolts?" Zhang Ning blurted out.

"What is screw shabu?" the old turtle frowned.

"Forget it, let's not mention the bolts... Do the 12 totem poles include the Yellow Wolf Demon Clan? They are all the same shapes?"

"It's all the same. The totem pole is a thing of the demon clan. Well, use this to convey messages and transform demon puppets..."

"Then what have you been doing? Don't remind me to be careful?"

"The totem pole must have a flesh and blood sacrifice to activate... How could you, a human boy, be able to activate it... Well, maybe this is a gift..."

"Is it so talented? Is it unlucky?"

The old turtle was dumbfounded... What is this? What does it mean? It made his proud language talent pale!

Zhang Ning wanted to complain a few times, but he felt the depths of the ground tremble, and the vibration spread rapidly upwards...

He had to risk falling into the illusion of the Demon Realm again and left Baoshou and rushed out of the cave.

The moment Zhang Ning flew away from the cave, the turmoil underground spread. The entire rain forest jumped up with wild dicks, and the demon trees, flowers, demons, vines, and monsters danced around. After they jumped for more than ten days, they began to sway like malaria!

Zhang Ning flew upwards for a cup of tea. The rainforest below had become like a pot of "brown and green soup", and it began to slowly mix black "ink"...

The shriveled corpses of the Yellow Wolf clan are scattered around the "金结". Judging from their appearance after death, they should be struggling to escape... Not only the Yellow Wolf clan, but also the monsters within a radius of hundreds of miles were all lost blood, leaving only the mummy corpses!

Could it be that the totem pole is forced to perform a blood sacrifice after it is activated?

"Soup" uses the totem pole as the center and spreads to the surrounding area. The black fog in the "Soup" surging and shaking-

Zhang Ning sacrificed a wheelbarrow, and his aura poured into it like no money, fleeing eastward like a flying fire meteor.

After running for thousands of kilometers, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the unicycle began to slow down. When the speed dropped to the same level as the green-skinned car, a paper umbrella was chasing over!

What constitutes the paper umbrella is not white paper, but there are many unrecognizable words printed on it - the same words as the "test paper" of Xu Dong Laoxian in the cave.

Is this a summary of the work in the fairy world? Zhang Ning is also eager to contact the fairy world - he reached out to grab the paper umbrella, and the paper umbrella turned into golden photoelectric dissipated~

At the same time, one more message appeared in his spiritual consciousness:

"The paper puppet of the messaging has been tampered with. Do not approach the Yellow Wolf tribe territory! Cut! Cut!"

...Zhang Ning was so angry that he almost passed away!

Are the communication equipment in the fairy world so unreliable?! Can it still be tampered with?!
Chapter completed!