The moment the middle-aged man appeared, someone in the crowd below immediately recognized his identity. None of them dared to comment loudly, but a low hum could be heard faintly.
"This time, the witch guarding the Nine Yin Realm is actually Lord Mobai, the master of the Earth Palace of the Witch Temple!"
"No wonder most other officials are obviously hesitant, it turns out that's the case!"
"Lord Mobai calls Mo Su Brother Mo... and this red dragon. Could it be that he is really... the person in the legend!"
Su Ming looked calm as he looked at the man who appeared in front of the elder of the Witch Temple. Through the elder's respect and words, coupled with the fluctuation of this man's cultivation, it was not difficult for him to guess that this man was probably guarding the Witch Temple.
The witch of the city!
This is the second ultimate witch he has encountered!
This person is different from Zongze, who seems to be extremely powerful. This person looks very gentle, and his aura is mostly restrained. At first glance, you can only feel that he seems to be different from other people, but he cannot feel it.
He exuded the pressure of a witch.
Being able to do this is obviously a bit deeper than Zongze in terms of realm.
His words reached Su Minggu's ears, and Su Ming immediately had doubts in his heart. Ever since he used the power of the Barbarian God to disperse the Emperor's projection clone and left from the Gate of Nothingness, he had always hesitated.
His battle with Di Tian and the dissipation of Hong Luo were all inside and outside the Holy Mountain of the Wu Clan.
This holy mountain is said to be the location of the Witch Temple, so the Witch Temple would have seen such a battle in the past, but now the expressions and words of the master of the underground hall of the Witch Temple and the elder
, but it seemed as if he didn’t know about the battle on the Holy Mountain at all.
But this was not the time to think deeply. Su Ming stood on the red dragon, his eyes narrowed, and he said nothing.
"What happened today is the fault of our Witch God Temple... Brother Mo, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter... I hope Brother Mo will not continue to pursue it... After all, Brother Mo has been missing for many years, and now his cultivation level has declined, and he appears here
In the Nine Yin Realm, it is probably not for the purpose of fighting with our Witch God Temple, but there must be more important things..." The middle-aged man smiled and spoke in a calm voice, but when he talked about Su Ming's decline in cultivation, his eyesight
There was a flash of light in the middle.
Obviously, even he didn't see the finger that appeared just now. Even though the elder of the Witch Temple saw it, he couldn't tell whether the finger was transformed by Su Ming's magical power or by someone else.
"Besides, Brother Mo must have gone to the ninth floor with his Yin spirit guard..." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"How to explain." Su Ming said calmly. Since the other party thinks that he is Hong Luo and thinks that the reason why his cultivation level is not high now is due to an accidental serious injury, then naturally he will not explain anything. As for the so-called Yin Spirit Guard
Su Ming could naturally hear that there was some threat in it.
The purpose of his words was to tell Su Ming that their witch temple is also protected by Yin spirits in the Nine Yins Realm! If they continue to fight, it will be no good to both of them.
"Brother Mo has participated in the gambling, so Bai can decide any red stones to be auctioned next, and Brother Su can choose 500 of them without spending any magic crystals, and Brother Mo can take them away, there is no need to be here
Cut.
In addition, I will give Brother Mo a top-secret map of our Witch Temple in the Nine Yin Realm. Only the back witches of the Witch Temple can have this very detailed map.
Furthermore, in the Jiuyin Realm, including the Witch City, any place opened by our Witch Temple has many restrictions for outsiders to enter, but Brother Mo can come and go at will!" The middle-aged man pondered for a moment,
He said slowly, and after finishing speaking, he grabbed the air with his right hand, and two pieces of black wood immediately appeared in his hand. He sent them forward and floated towards Su Ming.
Su Ming glanced at the middle-aged man and did not touch the two pieces of wood. Instead, the poisonous corpse next to him took a few steps, rolled up the black wood pieces with his sleeves, and then stepped back.
"Thank you, Chishi." Su Ming said calmly.
The Master of the Underground Hall of the Witch Temple felt relieved when he saw Su Ming's puppet taking away the wood pieces. Although Su Ming made him feel fragile and vulnerable, the bloody right arm of the elder of the Witch Temple behind him
, as well as his frightening fear. It is obvious that in Mo Su, even if his cultivation level has declined widely, there is still a powerful killing move!
And most importantly, the rumors about the other party made him unwilling to take action easily. In his opinion, the other party came here to find healing medicine.
In this case, there is really no need for me to offend such a powerful being. And even if he can summon Yin spirits, there are no virtual warriors under his reputation. If the other party resists desperately, the price he needs to pay in the Witch Temple will be too high.
big!
And he always remembered that after the other party disappeared from the Wu Clan, the Great Witch God personally issued an order, so that if the Witch Temple encounters this person again, he must not provoke him.
"You can seal Zongze with a raise of your hand, and seal the whole Haiqiu clan with a flip of your hand... People like this, even if their cultivation level has dropped to this level, cannot easily make enemies..." The Master of the Earth Palace of the Witch God's Temple
Mobai, now determined in his heart, glanced at the elder of the Witch Temple behind him with a smile.
The old man's face didn't look very pale at the moment. After learning about Su Ming's identity, he no longer felt that sense of shame. He had heard too many rumors about the other party, and even some of his closest friends had done so.
Have met each other.
With awe, the old man faced Su Ming and waved his left hand fiercely in the sky. With this wave, the sky immediately became bright.
In that brilliance, nine thousand red stones of different sizes appeared densely in the sky. The red light emitted by these red stones suddenly reflected the heaven and earth, making the endless range around it all red.
of blood color.
"Brother Mo, please!" Mobai, the master of the shaman temple's underground palace, said with a smile.
Su Ming was not polite. The body of the red dragon moved under his feet and led Su Ming straight to the sky above. He appeared next to the nine thousand red stones. He walked past the more than nine thousand red stones one by one in the eyes of everyone below.
When the dawn dissipated, September disappeared, and the early sun looked up, Su Ming walked beside the red stones. Every time he selected one, he immediately took it away until all nine thousand red stones were taken away by Su Ming.
Afterwards, only nine of the little black figures in his storage bag sensed anything.
As for the other 491 red stones, Su Ming took them away in the same way in order to confuse them. In this way, it would be difficult for outsiders to see the slightest clue from Su Ming's actions.
Five hundred red stones are of great value, which shows that the Shaman Temple is indeed sincere in resolving this matter.
When Su Ming took away all the five hundred red stones, he stood on the red dragon and glanced at the master of the Witch Temple and Earth Palace. The red dragon under his feet roared and ran straight to the earth. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on the ground.
In front of Nangong Hen.
Nangong Hen looked pale at the moment and looked at Su Ming blankly.
"Brother Nangong, the witch crystal sold by the dragon leaf grass has offset the previous transaction between you and me. You don't have to give it to me anymore." Su Ming nodded towards Nangong Hen and looked at Lan Lan and A Hu.
Lan Lan blinked and immediately pulled A Hu who was in a daze beside him. After climbing on the body of the red dragon, she grabbed the red dragon's whiskers and looked at Su Ming with eyes full of admiration. A Hu beside him
Only then did he react and look at Su Ming with the same fanatical eyes.
For these two children, today's scene surpassed the battle with Donglai that day. In their eyes, Su Ming was their god!
After Lan Lan and Ah Hu climbed onto the red dragon, Su Ming sent out his spiritual thoughts. Immediately the red dragon roared into the sky. Just as he was about to leave, Su Ming suddenly felt something in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask.
"Brother Bai, I have one more request, and I hope that brother Bai can fulfill it." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he said slowly.
"Oh? Brother Mo, please tell me." Mobai, the master of the underground temple of the Witch Temple, nodded and spoke.
"It is most convenient to use this kind of magic weapon when cutting red stone..." Su Ming's eyes fell on the hundred magic tools floating in the air.
"My Witch God's Temple has not made many of these magic weapons, and rarely gives them away, but if Brother Mo needs them, that's another matter." Mo Bai smiled, flicked his sleeves, and immediately a halo magic weapon went straight to Su.
Ming came and floated in front of him.
The clone next to Su Ming immediately stepped forward and put the magic weapon into the storage bag. Su Ming glanced across the ground. Everyone on the ground was looked at by his eyes, as well as the eight halls.
Outside were Wanqiu, Tiemu, Tianlan Meng, and the ancestor Tianlan behind him who made Su Ming's pupils shrink slightly.
Finally, Su Ming's eyes fell on the white-clothed hostess. The woman was also looking at Su Ming at this moment, and the surprise in her expression was very sincere.
Su Ming turned his head and withdrew his gaze. The red dragon under him looked up to the sky and roared. He ignored Wanqiu, the saint of the Haiqiu tribe, and headed straight for the sky with Su Ming.
Its roaring voice conveyed a sense of joy, and it was obvious that meeting Su Ming made it feel more familiar than following Wan Qiu.
"Senior...where are we going?" Lan Lan grabbed the hair on Chilong's body, facing the wind, and shouted to Su Ming.
"I'm going to take you to start the soul-absorbing refinement... But before that, we have to find a cave outside the Witch City, and I want to open the red stone!" In the sky, among the clouds and mist, Su Ming's heart was beating rapidly, and he touched his chest with his right hand.
There was a red stone in the storage bag that had caused a commotion before, making Su Ming full of expectations.
With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could hear most of the previous words clearly.
"There is no Conferring God Flower in this red stone...but there is a poisonous bee inside. There may be some nectar from the Conferring God Flower in this poisonous bee's body!
If it really exists, then if I drink it, my cultivation will..." Su Ming's eyes flashed brightly.
But at this moment, even if his consciousness was dispersed, he did not notice that after he left the Witch City, there was a figure in black, whose body seemed to be blurry and transparent, following closely behind him.
This figure is now frowning, not daring to get closer as he follows, as if hesitating about something.
"Damn it, is Hong Luo dead or not? Is he Hong Luo or is he fate?"
I have finally finished writing the plot of Gambling on Stones. During the past few days of writing, I also saw some readers from outside websites talking nonsense about plagiarism.
I am indeed plagiarizing, but what I am plagiarizing is not any book, but the real-life Betting on Jade and Betting on Jade. Therefore, if you say that I plagiarized other people's books, please shut up!