RPG: The Divine Deconstructor

If the food in the Netherworld has the effect of increasing attributes or some status, taking it out will definitely cause a sensation, and it will be able to salvage again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming asked the Manxiang people to send a lot of food and put away all the food.

Although he couldn't enter the trading shop city in the Netherworld, he had taken the time to spend millions of gold coins in front of him, and he had already expanded his backpack to tens of thousands, enough to hold a lot of food.

"Boss, bring me another table."

Jiang Ming had loaded nearly a thousand dishes, but he was still dissatisfied, and said to the Man Xiangren.

The elephant man in charge looked at a spirit-level ore on the table, then smiled awkwardly at Jiang Ming, "I'm really sorry, there is not much food left in this store, I hope to forgive me."

Jiang Ming nodded after listening to the man in charge of the pretty elephant, and was not embarrassing him anymore, and took Xiao Jiu to leave.

When Jiang Ming and Xiao Jiu walked out of the restaurant, a group of wild elephants and a few tigers and lions followed quietly.

Jiang Ming knew that Xiao Jiu and him had been so lavish in the restaurant that they had already been targeted by many people, and naturally they would not wait for those people to catch up.

After they left the restaurant, they used the instant magic flash, flashed to the corner of no one, and then walked towards the outside of the city invisible.

After leaving the city, Jiang Ming summoned Xiao Lei and said softly to Xiao Lei, "Go to Nether City!"

"Boss, wait." Xiao Jiu shouted to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming looked at Xiao Jiudao in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jiu looked towards the east side of Luosha City and said softly, "I have to go somewhere to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Prophet of the Raksha tribe!"

"Prophet?" Jiang Ming was a little confused.

In his understanding, prophets are the kind of power that can know the past and the future. He did not expect that a small race of the Raksha tribe has prophets.

"In fact, every race has a prophet, and the prophet is specially enshrined, because every time the prophet uses the ability, the life span will be reduced. For example, you, even if you have the ability to see what happens in the future, you cannot use it easily. The Prophet said that peeping into the sky will pay a great price."

Xiao Jiu is Jiang Ming's contract beast, so naturally knowing what Jiang Ming was thinking, he explained.

Jiang Ming nodded, and secretly said in his heart: Fortunately, the destiny golden amulet and the ability to predict the future on the national equipment have not been used, and I don’t know what the price will be after using it, but it’s better not to try, although every clan has a prophet , But all of them rely on various treasures to extend their lives. There are few opportunities to go out and walk around. They are very tired. There may be various unbreakable curses on their bodies. It is estimated that they are some costs. This is also Jiang Ming not planning to try to predict Reasons for future capabilities.

Xiao Jiu was going to see the prophet. Jiang Ming was also more interested in the prophet of the Raksha clan, so he sat on Xiao Lei and flew towards the place Xiao Jiu pointed out.

Xiao Jiu said earlier that the Nether Realm King killed all of his people, only referring to the people in Rakshasa City. As for some Rakshasa who went out to practice, it is estimated that they have escaped. Of course, the Rakshasa prophet does not live in Rakshasa. City, so it also escaped.

After flying about four or five hundred miles, they were almost out of the Raksha tribe's territory. Finally, after a while, they came to a mountain range.

The mountains are overgrown with trees, and from time to time there are roars of monsters.

Xiao Jiu took Jiang Ming to the edge of a cliff.

"Boss, jump down, don't use mounts and any skills."

Looking at the bottomless cliff, Xiao Jiu said to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming took a step forward and looked down at the bottom of the cliff. What surprised him was that there was a thick white mist 100 meters below the cliff. Although he couldn't find it to the end, he knew that without using mounts and skills. Jumping down, it is simply looking for death.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming trusted Xiao Jiu and jumped directly down.

"open!"

Xiao Jiu then jumped off the cliff, came to Jiang Ming and stretched out his hand, then unprinted with both hands and hit the thick white mist with the swallowing ball.

"Om~"

With a buzzing sound, the surrounding dense fog dissipated, and a white jade gate appeared in front of Jiang Ming. There was a whirlpool at the white jade gate, which directly sucked Jiang Ming in, and Xiao Jiu also entered the whirlpool.

When the two entered the vortex, the white jade gate disappeared, and the thick mist that had dissipated was gathered again.

After entering Baiyumen, Jiang Ming appeared in a space.

This space is a bit like a cemetery. There are gravestones everywhere. Among thousands of tombstones, there is a house made of stones. There is a gray-haired, wrinkled face and a few on his shoulders. The bone-winged old man is playing with a group of children in front of him, and each child has a raised bone on his shoulder, which looks a little weird.

The arrival of Jiang Ming and Xiao Jiu caught their attention, and the white-haired old man and the group of children looked at them.

"prophet!"

Xiao Jiu stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the white-haired old man.

"Who are you? How did you know the secret realm of the Raksha clan?" The white-haired old man didn't know Xiao Jiu, so he asked suspiciously, while guarding the child behind him, watching Xiao Jiu and Jiang Ming cautiously.

With a tear in his eyes, Xiao Jiu raised his head and said to the white-haired old man, "I am Prince Jiayu!"

"Isn't Prince Jiayu dead?" The white-haired old man seemed to be asking Xiao Jiu and he was talking to himself. At this moment, he seemed to think of something, looking at Xiao Jiu a little excitedly and said, "Did I predict that You are the new king of the Raksha tribe who is reborn from Nirvana?"

"Prophet, I am not dead, and I am stronger than before..."

Xiao Jiu then told the white-haired old man about his affairs.

"Farewell to the prince!" When Xiao Jiu finished speaking, the white-haired old man knelt on the ground choked with tears.

Xiao Jiu hurriedly stepped forward and helped the white-haired old man, and said to the white-haired old man, "Prophet, I am coming back this time to take the treasure of the town clan of the Raksha tribe. Nak and the Netherworld Lord slaughtered us Luo. Instant Clan, I want them to pay their debts!"

"Prince, you are not their opponent. With them, as long as we wait for another thousand years, our Raksha clan will still be prosperous. It will not be too late to go there. It is almost the same as going to death now." The white-haired old man pointed to the group. Child, said to Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu looked at the group of children at most four or five years old who looked at him in a daze. He took out a lot of food and placed it on a huge stone table in front of the stone room for the little guys to eat.

"Your father asked me to divination once before he died. At that time, he also knew that the Raksha tribe would go through a catastrophe, so he sent many children to me and told me that the Raksha tribe must continue to multiply. So, this group of children are the last roots of our Rakshas. Seven or eight Rakshas such as Shika and Di Luo are still alive. However, in order to maintain their livelihoods here, they can only find food and resources, fearing being rejected. The race recognizes them, and they even have their bones broken. Since you are back, I hope you can stay. After all, I won’t live long. I hope you can help me take care of them.”

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Jiu who distributed food to the children and said.

Xiao Jiu turned his head and glanced at the white-haired old man, then looked towards Jiang Ming, "Prophet, this is my master and my elder brother, he has a way to let our Raksha clan pass on and become even stronger. As for me, don't worry, I am an immortal existence, and the Nether Realm Master can't kill me."

Jiang Ming understands Xiao Jiu's words, Xiao Jiu said so, he must have wanted the remnants of the Raksha tribe to move to his house. In his house there is not only a tree of life, but also so many fairy-level and god-level fruits. Medicinal materials, it is not difficult to cultivate the Raksha tribe.

"Hello, I am the eldest brother of your prince, rest assured, we will be fine, when we come back, I will take you to a place, I think with the help of the tree of life, your people will become stronger Yes." Jiang Ming nodded, and said to the white-haired old man.

"Holy tree, the tree of life!" The white-haired old man was shocked. "You actually own the legendary holy tree?"

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded.

"Okay, wait, the prince, I will go and fetch the treasure of the town clan for you."

The white-haired old man regained hope in his eyes, said to Xiao Jiu excitedly, and then turned and entered the stone room.

There are three types of sacred trees on the entire continent of "Shenzhou". These three types of sacred trees are of great help to the people, monsters or plants on this continent.

These three sacred trees have been introduced vaguely on the game's official website, namely the Tree of Life, the God Wood and the Colorful Gourd.

Every kind of sacred tree is very difficult to see, let alone get it. Jiang Ming got the tree of life only by coincidence. If he hadn’t met Gakas, he would not find the whereabouts of the angels, if it weren’t for the dark angels. Invasion, he will not get the tree of life. In general, his luck is very great and his blessings are profound.

After a while, the white-haired old man took out a three-foot-long sandalwood box from the stone room and gave it to Xiao Jiu, "This is the heart of Raksha condensed by the patriarchs of the Raksha clan with pure blood. You should know The function of the heart, even after the Raksha tribe is extinct, as long as the heart of the Raksha is not dead, a Raksha can be born after ten thousand years. You must think about it before using it, otherwise it is likely to bring devastating effects to the Raksha. disaster."

"Don't worry, prophet, I have my own measures." Xiao Jiu nodded and said to the white-haired old man.

"Well, be careful, I am here waiting for you to return."

The white-haired old man nodded and said to Xiao Jiu and Jiang Ming.

"go."

After putting away the heart of the Rakshasa, Xiao Jiu left a lot of food, and then bid farewell to the white-haired old man, and walked towards the passage where Jiang Ming had come. From the passage, he reappeared in the thick fog of the cliff.

After coming out of the Raksha Secret Realm, the two sat on Xiao Lei and flew quickly towards Nether City.

"Xiao Jiu, I don't understand, what is the use of taking Raksha's heart?" Jiang Ming asked Xiao Jiu with some doubts.

Xiao Jiu shook his head and frowned, "I don't know, but I know that Raksha's Heart can definitely help us!"