The Bald Monk in the City

Yi Qiu stood above the evil wind, and he was now out of the scope of the black beam of light.

But this was not the reason why he stopped. What made him stop was the beam of light mixed with lucky golden light and disaster black light.

Yi Qiu felt a trace of familiarity from the beam of light, something like the sacred power of a god.

But it was very thin, and there seemed to be an unpleasant smell in the blur.

This attracted Yi Qiu's interest, and he guessed that this might be some kind of divine creature, or some kind of more evil existence.

Yi Qiu turned his head and glanced at the black beam of light that symbolized the ghost of the legend. It seemed to be slowly expanding its scope.

Or maybe it is moving towards him?

Yi Qiu thought for a while and ignored it for the time being.

If it didn't work, he borrowed the centipede tattoo on his hand to teleport away.

Although here he could not use plane consciousness to achieve the effect of opening the plane's vision.

But the area he walked through can still be directly transmitted.

With his speed, these days have allowed him to cross a large area of ​​the spiritual world.

As long as the use of shrinking ground into the inch, it is enough for him to avoid the pursuit of the legendary ghost.

At this point, Yi Qiu turned his attention to the scene below.

Is that a temple?

Yi Qiu carefully stared at the things under the beam of light, and it seemed to be a solitary temple with a primitive form.

There are no other temples around, only one temple with a fairly complete structure stands on the wild land of the spiritual world.

It seemed that something invisible was interfering with Yi Qiu's vision, making it impossible for him to see the image inside.

It can only be seen that it is a large enough temple, and there is no other meaningful information besides it.

Yi Qiu didn't fly over it rashly, and it didn't take long for the last time the evil wind was dispelled.

Although he didn't cause any harm to him, he was still a little embarrassed.

Yi Qiu looked down for a while, and now there was a team of players outside the temple watching the area where he was warily.

The black fog of Chi You Banner is not only a physical shielding of detection, but also based on the special power of Chi You's bloodline.

This is the inheritance of Chi You's bloodline, and naturally it will have some of the characteristics of Chi You's bloodline.

There are 4 players in total, a warrior with a big sword, a rogue-like guy in leather armor, a player like a wizard, and a drow?

Drow is not all evil, but as far as the base of drow is concerned, the proportion of good drow is really not high.

Many intelligent races have an almost stubborn impression of drow: evil, greed and cunning.

However, there are also some human beings who have incomprehensible fanatical preferences for these black skins, which is probably inseparable from the drowsy personal life.

Naturally, Yi Qiu didn't have any interest in this. He didn't judge the opponent crudely based on race or occupation. He was more inclined to his intuition and judgment.

Four evil men

Yi Qiu corrected the "Book of Chongshan-Page 1537" at his waist. The dazzling scarlet light below clearly expressed their camp.

Sometimes it’s okay to use some magic items

Yi Qiu squinted his eyes slightly. Just as he was thinking about how to clear out the opponent more smoothly, the ancient temple suddenly changed strangely.

Hum

Something in the air seemed to vibrate silently, and the invisible shield that had originally shrouded the ancient temple also dissipated in the air.

Suddenly, the scene in front of the ancient temple appeared naked in front of everyone:

It was a way of death made up of white bones and corpses, and the mottled sword marks were still telling their final madness.

The erosion of the power of purgatory is not from the bottom up, and the first objects it affects are these deities that hold the authority of the plane.

go! There is no time for that stuff now!

The captain with a big sword rushed into the avenue in front of the ancient temple first, and the corpse on the ground was crushed into powder by his heavy steps.

As he moved, the next few players looked at each other and followed.

Now is not the time to hesitate.

Benefits and dangers are interdependent twins.

The seemingly innocuous honey in this world often has sharp barbs only after it enters the throat.

It seemed that the cold bones under his feet had cooled the agitation of the captain holding the giant sword a bit. After standing there waiting for his teammates for a while, he let the rogue walk in the forefront.

You know what to do!

The captain stared at the wanderer fiercely with his bloodshot eyes and said.

Greed and thirst, like a flaming torch, made his mind and brain swell, but he knew that now was also the most dangerous time.

After all, this is the eternal sleeping place of a god, and there are all possible terrible dangers and horrors.

As a result, he forcibly suppressed the heat that had turned into a substance in his heart, and then stared at the wanderer who was exploring the way ahead.

What is strange is that their actions went smoothly.

There are no evil spirits and no other undead creatures. It seems that this place has completely lost its power with some unknown change.

They walked through the bones ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and came to the door of the ancient temple.

The gate of the ancient temple was ajar, and there was nothing in the darkness.

The mage hesitated, then threw a torch with magical power to the rogue:

Go, throw it in!

The wanderer looked at the ominous door. He took the hot torch and approached the door cautiously.

The other team members did not urge him. Although they were impatient, at least they still retained their IQ.

The wanderer is the only one who can spot magic traps, and he naturally has an irreplaceable role.

And now is the best time to play his role.

The wanderer looked forward stubbornly, although there was no trace of magic traps before.

However, it is undoubtedly a very suspicious thing that such a delicate protective system outside is empty inside.

Exploring such a place is absolutely impossible for you to be lucky, and it is not just fun to be swallowed up by your soul if you make a mistake.

For a pure wanderer, having his current level is not so easy.

This is not because of his talent, but because he knows how to be cautious and restrain his desire.

Only this time, he finally did not hold back his greed

Finally, the rogue came to the gap in the door.

There seemed to be some kind of cold wind blowing continuously, and the wanderer's face appeared in a trance for a moment.

But the next moment, he gritted his teeth and threw the torch in!

Bump

The torch struck a beautiful arc with magical light, and then fell heavily to the ground.

In the flames, the pupils of the rogue suddenly shrank!

Then, his expression became completely frozen

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