Online game of short knife

Chapter 884 Another Rakshasa Cult
Du Yingbei's whole body was tied up with hemp rope and tied to a thick pillar, only his head could move, and there were two pillars beside it, and two players were also tied, one was the angel's twelve-tone scale, and the other It is called Yuluo Chang'an.

Firewood was piled under their feet, and a group of bare-chested men wearing hideous ghost masks were dancing strange dances around them, as if they were imitating the pounce of wild animals, sometimes lying down and sometimes jumping up , singing loudly, but I couldn't make out what they were singing. The bodies of these men were painted with colorful and strange patterns, which looked very strange. The names they revealed were all disciples of the Rakshasa Sect.

Seriously stunned, Du Yingbei, Angel’s twelve-tone scale and Yuluo Chang’an’s levels are not low, Du Yingbei’s is level 63, Angel’s twelve-tone scale and Yuluo’s Chang’an are both level 62, Du Yingbei’s martial arts are not bad I don't know how, but he is running around and is alive and well. His martial arts should not be weak, and the angel's twelve-tone scale is also a descendant of the Central Plains Dianhong. Ordinary ropes must not be able to tie them, it must be restrained. , they were tied to the pillar without any resistance. Judging by the situation, the Rakshasa Sect was going to burn the three of them.

Under such circumstances, Du Yingbei could still laugh, "Dear audience, as you can see, two friends and I sneaked into the Rakshasa Sect, unfortunately we were caught as sacrifices to the heavens. I'm going to die, but it doesn't matter, I have a double doll, and I won't lose experience when I die."

"Old Du, you are still recording." Yuluo Chang'an let out a sigh of relief, "Go to hell, don't give us a good time! You are still in a state of fighting, even if you want to go offline."

"It's a rare experience." Du Yingbei turned his head and smiled at Yuluo Chang'an, then turned back, and shouted in one direction, "I'm laughing at the sky! Go and keep the Kunlun!!"

A disdainful sneer sounded from the side, and when the camera turned, the laugh came from a man wearing a large white robe embroidered with strange patterns and a blue grimace mask on his face. The revealed name was Raksha To teach the high priest, he was also singing loudly, waving a strangely shaped, curved wooden staff towards the sky.

Du Yingbei ignored the high priest and continued to shout, "Hey! Rakshasa God! Seeing how generous and heroic I am shouting, do you feel that you want to cherish my talents and let us go?"

"Old Du, save your energy." The angel's twelve-tone sighed, "Anyway, it will pass in a while, and we will be a good guy later."

"I'm just shouting for fun. I'm talking about you, a guy who digs holes but doesn't fill them. If your readers know that you have been roasted alive, they will definitely be happy to hear about it." Du Yingbei said happily.

"I can't help it. I'm just writing it for fun. It's better to be a eunuch. Let the readers look forward to it." Angel Twelve Scale said with a smile.

"You prehistoric pit!" Yuluo Chang'an sighed, "It's useless for me to vote for you."

"The time has come!" the high priest of Rakshasa shouted, raising his arms to the sky.

The Rakshasa disciples who danced in a circle backed away a little, but remained motionless, and their singing was even louder.

No one lit the fire, the piled firewood spontaneously ignited without wind, and the blazing flames rose up, and the flames that opened their teeth and danced their claws were still a strange purple.

"Damn it! It hurts to death! Rakshasa evil god! I want to have intimate contact with all your direct maternal blood relatives at a negative distance!" Du Yingbei yelled loudly.

Angel's Twelve-tone Scale and Yu Luo Chang'an were also stubborn, and they were engulfed in flames without hearing them say a word.

As soon as the screen went black, it seemed that Du Yingbei had died, and he was even more astonished. This video is to watch Du Yingbei being burned to death as a sacrifice?What kind of quest is that?

After looking at the progress bar of the video, there was still a section where the screen was black for a few seconds, and then the screen reappeared. Du Yingbei still had a grinning expression on his face, not at all depressed as if he had just been burned alive. Judging by the scenery around him, he should have arrived resurrection point.

"Brothers who have read my travel notes, don't feel disappointed. I risked my life to break into the Rakshasa Sect, and I managed to get some pictures. Although I don't know what is going on with the Rakshasa Sect in the Northland now, this is the Rakshasa Sect. There is no doubt that the chief rudder of Shajiao."

Du Yingbei said that the screen changed, and a magnificent city appeared on the video, and then the screen changed to a hall, a burly man with a strange metal mask on his face, sitting on a horse with a golden knife In the upper seat, two huge curved horns protrude from the forehead of the mask, and two sharp fangs protrude from the lower lip, splitting to both sides, and the purple messy hair floats behind the mask like life Fei Wudong, his name is Rakshasa, according to Du Yingbei's perspective, only a blood-red skull can be seen at the level of Rakshasa.

"This is the leader of the Raksha Sect, Raksha Cthulhu. I've never seen him make a move. He should be very skilled in martial arts." Du Yingbei's explanation sounded.

"He also has two demons, three evil spirits and four ghosts under his command. They are completely different from the Rakshasa Sect that I saw appearing in the Northland from the forum. I don't know which one is the counterfeit."

The camera turned around, and there were several vicious men with vicious faces and fleshy faces standing on both sides of the hall.

"That's all I've found. My good friend and I will find an opportunity to sneak in again. Please look forward to it, brothers." Du Yingbei concluded.

"You're a dead wave and don't drag us down again."

A shout came from behind Du Yingbei, and the video ended.

Du Yingbei is still very famous. The video he posted has aroused heated discussions among the players. Why is there still a Rakshasa Sect?All the players felt extremely curious, and so did Seriously. After reading the next post, they saw that there was nothing worth paying attention to, so Seriously closed the forum.

"What's going on?" Bai Shu was very puzzled, and he had just finished watching the video.

"I can't figure it out either, just wait for Du Yingbei's follow-up." Seriously spread his hands, he didn't know how many times Du Yingbei would die if he wanted to find out the detailed information of the Raksha Sect.

"After the Battle of the General Altar, we will not go back to Indra City, and go directly to Huihuang to help deal with the Rakshasa Sect." Yan Guhong said.

"it is good."

Seriously nodding along with the daytime book.

The noise outside the tent stopped, and Xiao Sichuan shouted, "Today, we will take down the powerless general arena with one effort. The brothers who participated in the battle will be rewarded for their merits afterwards. Come on everyone!"

The response sounded like thunder and lasted for a long time.

Little Sichuan ran in from the outside, "It's almost time, we're ready to go."

Yan Guhong didn't ask him where he went, stood up, walked out of the tent together with Serious, Bai Shu, and there was no need to mobilize before the battle. Swing out.

(End of this chapter)