My Private Marvel System

The hall was full of people but it was empty like the night. Dole knelt for a while and his feet were itchy and he couldn’t bear it anymore. Grandma’s, I came to the tavern and didn’t come. He was muttering in his mouth because of suffering, and he wanted to leave when he pulled away Anyway, apart from these dumb guys, there are no other people watching the gatekeeper. As soon as his legs moved, there was another rustle of footsteps in the hall, and he had to stop again. I don't know what new situation is happening. I will take a look before making a decision.

As soon as the footsteps fell, a gurgling sound reverberated in the empty hall. The people who bowed their heads and stood on their knees looked up and looked forward, the solemn and solemn color filled the air. Dole couldn't understand what the gurgling voice was talking about. He only heard a sound, lowered his skull and rolled his eyes before seeing everyone around him raise their heads.

So he raised his head and looked forward. At the end of the hall, there were three tall desert people standing side by side on a ten-story platform. They had black shaved robes and solemn faces, and the middle hand was holding a book with a thick black cover. Just a moment ago, he glanced at random, and now he looked openly, his face was still wrapped in solid clothes and he was wearing desert clothing, and the demons on the high platform hadn't noticed this unusual kid.

There is also a huge oak relief hung high on the wall in front of it, which is still the head of the devil. There are the heads of the devil in the hall outside the temple. Could it be that this hall is built for the devil? Is this the heart of Dole of the hall? He thumped, but where was the demon realm that the elf said, the heart of escaping disappeared suddenly, and he was determined to go through the hall.

Seeing all the kneeling people raised their heads, the middle Moxiu opened the thick book in his hands, and when he turned to the first page, there was another slurping, and the people below stood up to their foreheads with both hands together. Go up, followed by a whirring, just like the magic repair whistling on the top, the people below follow the whirring for a while. It feels like reciting scriptures, although it feels very boring, but I am determined to stay, let alone move rashly. Following the appearance of this group of people, the hands are closed and the mouth on the forehead is constantly wriggling.

His mouth was squirming, but his eyes turned around secretly to observe the situation around the hall. First, he looked around and gently twisted his head and looked around the heads on both sides. In the corner of the left wall, a row of thick yellow wood stairs leads straight to the upper part of the hall. It seems that the hall has a second or even third and fourth floor. He raised his head slightly again, and his hair was horrified. What caught your eye was not the snow-white roof, but a dark black.

The dome-like roof propped up the huge hall, and the roof was painted with black oil paint. When I first came in, it was unknown whether this roof had this terrifying cave. A sphinx-headed monster is cruising on the black roof, its black fangs twinkling with dark green eyes in the darkness. Opening his hands as if embracing something and expecting something, it is more like soaring in pursuit of the blissful world, the black world. A black cloud above the monster's head was wrapped around the void space that looked like the dome of the sky, and a huge bronze tower was floating in the void, with an eighteen-fold upper and lower tower.

Below the monster are countless tiny figures. The first layer of Shadow Shadow is a figure in a desert costume, the second layer is erratic elves, the third layer is a sand man like a huge stone, and the fourth layer. . . . . . . The following are all foreign objects that are not recognized. It is precisely the eighteenth layer of monsters with black faces and fangs floating in the black world.

Isn’t the monster’s head the head of the devil? Dole looked up at the dullness as if he was falling into a nightmare, the black nightmare, this horror painting on the roof has an inexplicable weird attraction, which deeply captures people. eyeball. When the horror seemed to be unable to extricate himself, he slammed his head and bowed his head heavily, and there was a cold sweat all over his body.

The desert people on both sides closed their eyes intently, but they didn’t notice the weirdness of this kid tilting his head and head. The magic repairman on the high platform suddenly raised his voice and said something hurriedly. There were people standing on their knees. Shui Shui put his hands together and crawled on the floor and continued to mutter. This is a ritual of worship. Religiously worship the saint in his heart.

The scene of thousands of people worshiping at the same time is considered to be spectacular. Even if Dole is an Erlenzi, he finally saw Dianmingtang. It turns out that these people rushed to this temple to participate in some kind of ritual worship. ceremony. Could it be that this terrifying demon is the saint in the hearts of the desert people and these desert people are all believers of the demon, Dole was astonished. When I think of that horrible appearance, I feel like vomiting, let alone worshipping.

This is so and I can only endure the nausea, and learn the appearance of these devils. This ritual has been tossing for two or three hours. When Dole stood up with the people around him, he felt a sore back. I really want to scold his mother for a painful leg cramp. The oil lamps hanging on the four walls of the hall were already lit. After a few hours, it was night.

After the ceremony, the thousands of believers didn't walk out of the gate, or walked up the stairs in the corner in an orderly manner, one after another. Dole wanted to go up to see exactly what to look for in the Demon Territory. His waist didn't hurt and his legs didn't cramp anymore. He walked up with the flow of people, but the three demon cultivators on the high platform disappeared without a trace.

Going up the stairs is another lobby. The area and scale are about the same as that of the floor below, except that the lobby is filled with a few long rows of low wooden tables. The air is filled with the fragrance of vegetables, and the first crowd is holding one. The plates of rice and delicacies are seated on the ground in front of the wooden table. Do you still have food after finishing the ceremony? Doer swallowed happily. Since he left the green state Doer has not eaten a hot meal. The lobby looks like a cafeteria, but this cafeteria is really Big enough.

Joyously rushed forward. When holding a large plate from the waiter's hand, the joyful heart instantly fell into the valley of ten thousand meters. What kind of food is this? A large plate of mashed potatoes on a few sacs, no oily smell. taste. It seems that eating for nothing really can’t eat anything good, so I walked back with the plate angrily, found an empty place and sat down, grabbed the small wooden spoon in the plate and swallowed it, although it was unpalatable. I'm so hungry. After eating a few big mouthfuls, Gulu turned his small eyes and glanced around. No more stairs were found, but a black wooden door was found at the corner on the right, except that two tall magic repairs stood on both sides of the wooden door.

He took a look and continued to eat mashed potatoes, but he was thinking about how to sneak into that door. There must be a secret behind the door guarded by the magic repair. After the other people finished eating the food on the plate, they walked down the stairs one after another. Only Dole was eating procrastinatedly. Perhaps the two cultivators would leave the wooden door when the crowd dispersed.

But until the last bit of cake on the plate was eaten, when there were only a few people left in the canteen of Nuo Da, the two magic cultivators still stood on the spot, instead turning their eyes to the few people who had not left. He couldn't hold on any longer, so Dorr had to bury his head angrily and walk towards the stairs. When he walked down the stairs, he found that the hall was full of people. Who are the worshippers?

Do you still want to sleep here? Doer felt happy and didn't want to leave the temple. Presumably, most of the believers who came to worship and pilgrimage came from all over the desert empire. So the temple provided free accommodation for these believers. I found an open space near the stairs and lay down, waiting for the dead of night to be quiet before doing anything.

The empty lobby gradually quieted down, with sporadic snoring sounds. Dole opened his small eyes and glanced around. The believers around were already asleep, and quietly got up and crept up to the stairs with the dim firelight, and then crept up the stairs. Turning a bend is the end of the stairs, raising his head and suddenly dumbfounded. I don't know when there was an extra door at the entrance of the lobby on the second floor, and the tightly closed door blocked the way forward.

A few large steps lightly stepped to the front of the gate, pushing the gate firmly with both hands, and then exerting force is still the same, it seems that the gate is locked from inside, Dole shook his head anxiously from top to bottom. After looking at the gate, he still couldn't find a way to open it. It was easy to smash the gate, wouldn't it alarm the whole hall?

He tiptoed down and stepped over the sleeping body, walked to the door and unplugged the latch, opened a gap and slipped out. There was darkness on the empty street, only the hanging moon shattered a piece of moonlight, walking along the wall and turning a foot of the wall. Looking around cautiously, there is indeed no one. Unwrapped the package, took out the earthen jar, placed it upright in the ground, and opened the door with grumble sesame.

As the green mist floated out, the elf had just rotated and stood still, Dole pointed to the huge building in front of him and said softly:

"Do you think this is a magic temple?"

As soon as I was called out, I heard an inexplicable sentence. Irina looked up in the direction of Dole's finger in confusion, and then chuckled:

"Langjun, this is not a magic temple, but the largest church in Gados."

"The church?" Dole's eyes widened. Such a huge and magnificent building is not a magic temple, and it is even less clear what the church is.

"Yes. The church is the temple where the believers worship the demon and chant the teachings of Samaya. There is a prayer day every thirty days, and every prayer day, all the believers gather in various churches to worship the demon. Pray for the blessing of the devil. Although the Orthodox monks believe that the devil is the devil. But the devil in the hearts of the people in the desert is the holy, and the teachings of the devil are implanted in people’s minds. The devil is neither greedy nor gluttonous during his lifetime. The avenue to this church is the holy road of Cadós, so there is no wine shop or fireworks on both sides of the avenue.” Irina seemed to see Dole’s confusion. Explained softly.

And Dole pouted his lips in disdain. The elf said that this demon is like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks. What's the point of living this life? The little elf was dissatisfied with Dole's expression, tilted his head and thought of something, and then laughed again:

"Today is the day of prayer, May Lang Jun also went to worship the devil"

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit the facts before him, nodding helplessly.

"Is the devil very powerful?" The elf joked, and the playful evil appeared in the twinkling green eyes.

"What's so prestigious, I became a pirate king, and there are still people who bow and worship three times a day."

At a glance, I could hear the little elf's words, and muttered angrily. I didn't want to get entangled in this matter any more, and asked anxiously:

"Where is the magic temple?"

Just as the elf was about to answer, there was a rush of rustling footsteps from the corner, Dole and Ilena looked over in amazement, three tall and sturdy figures suddenly flashed out from the corner.

"This kid is not normal at first sight, he has been sneaky since he entered the school."

"Even the demon elves are still hidden."

"Inquire about the location of the Demon Temple, there must be an unruly attempt, first catch it before talking."

Three dark shadows, you and I gurgled for a while. It was the three demon cultivators who led the believers to pray during the day. It turned out that Dole’s ghost head and ghost brain had long been targeted by these demon cultivators, and they were quietly followed. Rear.

After that, the Mo Xiu, who was holding a thick book in his hand, flew in the day with a single fist and drew a black wind. He slammed into the little boy who was dry and short in his eyes. A few steps away, the Mo Xiu had a strong figure. Moved, the other two magic repairs next to him followed the wind and followed and fell behind in the blink of an eye.

Although Dole could not understand what these three demons were talking about, but seeing this situation, his purpose was mostly exposed. The black fist hit the head and waved his left arm to block, holding the heavy punch, right. The fist and lightning strike the empty chest of the opponent, one block and one blow in one breath without any interval. This demon cultivator was also a burly figure that had undergone numerous battles but was extremely agile. He had already guessed Dole's next offensive line when he was blocked with a heavy fist, and his figure quickly flashed back.

The hammered fist brushed the opponent's dressing robe, and the fist fell into the air but kept on. A whirlwind leg was swift and fierce like a gust of wind, crackling, and flying legs hit the other two monsters that came from both sides. With Xiu Zhong's fist, the figure that leaped forward with the thumping sound simultaneously retreated half a step. The round of lightning and flint-like offense and defense came to an abrupt end. I didn't expect this kid to be so good, and he was surprised to write three rough faces under the moonlight.

Dole’s feet fell on the ground and his body was like an electric wave with his fists. Instead, he rushed away. The only way to reveal the purpose of his whereabouts in the magic cave is to solve these three magic cultivators three times and five times. Isn't it difficult for me to permeate the whole city, the **** in the urn?

The two fists and flying legs smashed against the three figures in front of him like a storm. Teng Nao Feiyue was powerful and resembling a dragon. Unexpectedly, these three boys counterattacked. The speed seemed to be like a sturdy wind. The three demons rushed back with their fists, just aura The speed was much weaker, and the wind fell for a while. A heavy fist passed through the side flashing figure, but hit the left cheek behind ~www.ltnovel.com~ A tall figure leaned back and fell heavily to the ground in the muffled shout. Under the frantic attack of Dole's shower, Mo Xiu's footsteps have been chaotic, and crowding together has become a burden.

The three magic repairs, one middle repairer and two casual repairs, joined forces far above Dole, but they were forced to chaos themselves by Dole's powerful aura before defending themselves. They did not fully perform their exercises before and resisted for a while. Then he gradually eased his breath. Zhong Xiu first stabilized his position and the whole body of magic power was condensed on his fists, no more conservative, the black light shone, the black energy was strong, the soul-catching energy, and it went around in a whirlwind, already under the weight of Dole, he was bent down and hugged. Another casual repairer who had no power to fight back in his head.

I was preparing a high-pressure leg to solve this demon cultivation, and the powerful dark power around him violently attacked. The prophet's consciousness always transmitted information first, and this powerful magic power was at least above the triple devil. Following the wind, the man half-turned and fisted and swiftly arrived. Boom, Dole retreated a few steps amidst the impact and returned to his original position.

With a punch, the middle repairer roared and sprinted to keep up. The triple magic skills were far above the double magic skills of the Mingfeng teaching method plus the double magic skills. When the body retreated, he twitched the dragon whip on his waist. Just as he stood firm and raised his hand with one hand, the whip pulled out a magical repair of a wind blade and rushed forward. At this moment, he could only use the power of the artifact to solve the battle. To be continued.

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