Chapter 232 The Truth of the Mythical Age, the Weak Eat the Strong, I Am the Demon Lord, Yun Qinghe in the Second Life

Gu Zhuxue.

It is the name of the mother of his body.

Lu Mingyuan is the young master of the Buffalo tribe, named Wu Jiuyuan.

He discovered that his mother, even though she practiced witchcraft and used the witchcraft to pray to gods, was not a pure witch, but a serious demon, and the noblest celestial demon among the demons.

The black marks on the neck and between the eyebrows are the best proof.

The demons are divided into three categories: inner demons, trolls, and heavenly demons. As the absolute superior nobles among the ten holy and underworld tribes, the heavenly demons believe in the strongest god among the twelve gods.

That's right, Lu Mingyuan knew for the first time that there were three, six, and nine levels of demons in Shengming's world.

The strength of the demon clan is the strongest.

Together with the three major races of the Witch Clan and the Vampire Clan, they are also called the Upper Tribe of the Holy Ming.

They are the nobles among the demons. They have huge power and strong foundation. At the same time, they have the upper hand in population.

According to his understanding, the original mother was originally a princess of the Demon Clan, and a series of twists and turns and bizarre stories happened in the process. She was taken advantage of by the leader of the Buffalo Tribe, and the two eloped.

Lu Mingyuan felt that a love story could be completely fabricated in it.

After reaching an agreement with the high priest Gu Zhuxue, in the next six months, Lu Mingyuan gradually began to come into contact with the secret arts of the witch clan.

In the past, he knew that the cultivation system of Shengming Tianxia was different from that of Middle Earth, but after getting in touch with it, he did not expect that everything was based on the gods.

If the witch tribe wants to master the art of praying to the gods, they must choose a god as their own god.

Different gods represent different avenues, and monks follow different paths.

Now if Lu Mingyuan really wanted to practice the Great Prayer Technique, he would have to choose a god to believe in.

He finally chose the Taixu Prayer Technique.

A god from Taixu Heaven.

After a period of practice, Lu Mingyuan initially mastered the use of praying to gods and started practicing.

In fact, the so-called Shinto cultivation method is divided into similar categories as those in the Middle-earth world.

The process is the same.

The lower seventh level uses the magic of praying to transform the physical body, while the middle fifth level uses the magical power of praying to gods, which is the path of great spiritual practice.

The third level is Hedao, and you can perform different prayer techniques.

But the foundation of everything is based on the power of gods.

Gradually, Lu Mingyuan found that he was becoming more and more skilled in praying to gods.

The original person's cultivation level was already quite high from the beginning, and he was at the level of a Six Realm wizard, but he had never beaten the young master of the tribe next door. Now, with his hard pursuit, the results are gratifying.

After practicing hard for half a year, I finally reached the level of the Seventh Realm Great Wizard.

Lu Mingyuan realized that his understanding and physique were not bad, and he was more than capable of practicing the secret skills of the witch clan. It was obviously because of his mother.

As the high priest of the Buffalo Tribe, Gu Zhuxue has excellent talents. She knows all about witchcraft. She has the blood of the devil in her body and has been practicing rapidly. Plus her father is the leader of the tribe, so her talents are not bad.

Such excellent genes led to Lu Mingyuan's high talent.

At such a young age, using the magic of praying to gods, many witch masters in the clan are no longer opponents.

People in the Buffalo tribe all believe that the young master is the best candidate to take over the position of tribe leader.

The longer Lu Mingyuan practiced, the more curious he became about the Lord God among his people.

What kind of existence can give such powerful power.

It's not like he hasn't asked about this.

"Mother, can I ask you a question?"

"explain."

"Mother is willing to keep the secret, is it because she is afraid that she will have no heirs, which will lead to the demise of the buffalo tribe, and then the tribe will be completely abandoned by the gods?"

Lu Mingyuan said extremely curiously.

Guzhuxue said expressionlessly: "Yes and no. It's more for my own sake. Asking too many questions will not be good for you. As soon as possible, reaching the fifth grade of middle school and becoming a temple priest is the most important thing for you at the moment. Things to do."

Lu Mingyuan was stunned and didn't ask any more questions.

He believed that although he was fast at practicing the art of praying to gods, his ability was definitely not as good as martial arts, so privately, Lu Mingyuan did not give up studying martial arts.

However, along with bleeding from the seven orifices and reversed meridians, accidents occurred.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that there was an invisible force between his eyebrows, exerting force at critical moments to prevent him from practicing martial arts.

As a result, it is impossible to get started at all.

Lu Mingyuan asked Gu Zhuxue, and her explanation was: "You have the power of the gods in your body. Its existence prevents you from accessing any cultivation methods."

In the world of Shengming, local beings are prohibited from practicing any method other than those blessed by the gods.

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but be surprised. This so-called god was too domineering.

Lu Mingyuan asked: "Why are there no gods in China?"

Gu Zhuxue explained calmly: "There are no gods in the human realm because your gods have long since fallen with the end of the mythical age."

"In the world of Middle Earth, everyone regards himself as a god, practices various methods, and becomes an immortal or a saint."

"In this world of holy and underworld, the gods will never die, and everything must be respected by the gods."

It was only at this moment that Lu Mingyuan finally understood the origin between the two.

In fact, the human race also had gods at the beginning, but they were defeated.

The great war in ancient times was a war between man and God.

The sages of the past generations in the Middle-earth world defeated their own gods and created a new way of practice, which later became Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Wushu.

"If you want to practice martial arts, there is nothing you can do. As the high priest, I have the power to temporarily suppress the restrictions imposed by the God of Heaven and allow you to practice."

"Why do you insist on practicing martial arts?" Gu Zhuxue was a little confused.

Lu Mingyuan looked overjoyed and smiled slightly: "Because only martial arts can lead the Buffalo Tribe to stand out from the Northern Territory."

"Okay, in that case, I will temporarily seal your blessing seal."

As the chief high priest, Guzhuxue is in charge of the power of the Wu Clan temple. She has many powers and can communicate with the gods and master the extraordinary power of the gods to resist other foreign races of Shengming.

Lu Mingyuan only found out this later.

Among the ten tribes of the underworld, each race has its own temple, corresponding to its own ancestral god.

The Wu Clan has six major tribes and a total of six high priests.

Gu Zhuxue is the chief high priest and is full of gold.

Lu Mingyuan also discovered that the Wu clan was not monolithic. Before, he was attacked by the young master of the Minghu tribe, and it was the temple's No. 2 high priest who secretly gave instructions.

Everyone is coveting the position of Gu Zhuxue's chief high priest.

Because she belongs to the demon clan, not the local witch clan. To the witch clan, she is always an outsider.

This matter is far from over.

Gu Zhuxue's methods were astonishing, and she found evidence that the young master of the Minghu tribe had taken action, so he questioned the leader of the Minghu tribe.

The other party's attitude was extremely bad. At most they were willing to apologize to Lu Mingyuan, but they didn't mean to do so.

It turned out that Lu Mingyuan's father, the leader of the Buffalo tribe, had a bad temper and got furious on the spot.

Three days later, the Buffalo Tribe launched a war against the Minghu Tribe.

As the young master, Lu Mingyuan naturally participated in it.

With the combination of witchcraft and martial arts, Lu Mingyuan's strength is unparalleled and he can easily reach the Dragon Gate realm.

Witchcraft can also be a great blessing to martial arts.

The main thing is that by practicing martial arts, he can get the blessing of fate, which is not comparable to other paths.

Lu Mingyuan felt that the entire Minghu tribe was his natural nutrient field.

You can absorb their physical strength unscrupulously and transform it into cultivation.

The physical strength of the Wu Clan is no worse than that of a martial artist.

Coupled with the existence of witchcraft and supernatural powers, the witch clan has always maintained its aristocratic status.

The buffalo tribe spent nine days and achieved a great victory.

He cut off the head of Young Master Minghu and offered it to his son as a sacrifice.

This was the first time Lu Mingyuan received such a gift.

"My son, since you have broken through the eighth realm, it is time for you to enter the seminary to practice."

At the bonfire party, the tribesmen of the Bison tribe danced happily. A black, strong, two-meter-tall man with a steel beard held up a wine cup made of beast bones in one hand. He smiled boldly and clapped. Pat Lu Mingyuan on the shoulder.

This person is the leader of the Buffalo Tribe, Wu Mangu.

"Shen Yuan? Does dad want me to leave the tribe?"

Lu Mingyuan murmured and asked rhetorically.

The seminary is a college opened by the Great Underworld court and the underworld, and it contains many great underworld geniuses.

Wu Mangu grinned, put his hand on his shoulder, and said: "Your stage cannot be just a place like Buffalo City. You should have a wider world, such as the Northern Territory, such as the Central Territory of the Great Underworld."

"I see."

Lu Mingyuan was silent for a while and nodded slowly.

After the party.

Lu Mingyuan began to pack his things and prepare to leave the Witch Clan's habitat, with Xiaorou also helping.

"Young Master, this is the Wutong Night Lamp from Our Lady of the Wutong and three wicks. It is priceless and can last for three months in the dark. It should be enough for you to reach the Central Territory."

Lu Mingyuan put the things away solemnly, then nodded.

These lighting lamps, blessed with the power of the deity, are necessary for night walking.

Once it gets dark, you must use a lamp to go to the nearest cave or a town with the blessing of a god, otherwise, something bad will happen.

This life has passed for a long time.

But he still didn't know what would happen if he was exposed to the dark night.

Lu Mingyuan had no intention of trying.

Now, he has not seen Yun Qinghe and Lu Yunqing, so he cannot die so quickly.

After bidding farewell to his tribe and parents, Lu Mingyuan embarked on the road to explore the Demonic Kingdom.

Unfortunately.

The day after he left.

it's dark.

The entire sky seemed like Hou Yi shot down all the suns. There was nothing in the sky, and a strange blood-red moon appeared in the entire sky.

In the blink of an eye, the blood moon disappeared, and soon darkness fell.

While Lu Mingyuan was lighting the phoenix tree lamp, the surrounding wind howled like a ghost crying.

For a moment.

There seemed to be countless eyes staring at Lu Mingyuan.

As a bright candle flickered and illuminated Lu Mingyuan's face, the darkness suddenly faded away like a tide, and all the cries and cries of the wind disappeared.

Lu Mingyuan had no expression on his face, held the lamp and continued to move forward.

The feeling of being watched did not go away.

He felt that if his light suddenly went out, those things hiding in the dark would definitely pounce on him quickly.

According to the direction of the map, we walked for half a month.

Lu Mingyuan found that the night had not ended, and there was no sign of daylight.

Very unlucky.

But most of the sycamore lamp in my hand has been burned, and the first wick is about to burn out.

If you want to replace it, it will take a while.

He wasn't sure if he would be attacked.

To be on the safe side, find a shelter.

Just as Lu Mingyuan was rushing towards the nearest city, he walked through the rugged mountain road and suddenly a cave appeared in front of him.

Lu Mingyuan planned to hide inside and see if he could take the opportunity to change the wick.

It turned out that there was a yellowish light coming from inside, and there was someone there?

When I walked in, I saw a kind-hearted eminent monk sitting cross-legged and meditating.

"This donor also came to escape the dark night?"

"You might as well save the consumption of oil lamps, and the poor monks can also provide lighting."

The eminent monk smiled and clasped his hands together.

Lu Mingyuan stared at him very warily.

There is no candle on this person. Where does the light come from?

There is weirdness.

Seeing his first wick burn out.

Lu Mingyuan didn't have time to say anything, so he took out the second wick.

"donor."

The moment the light went out, the voice of the kind-hearted monk disappeared immediately.

A piercing feeling came to my heart.

The next second, the light accompanying Lu Mingyuan bloomed, dispelling the darkness in front of him.

The eminent monk in front of him changed drastically.

The body is twisted and hunched, the limbs are white and withered, and they are all twisted to varying degrees. There is no mouth and nose on the bald head, only a bare skull, the dark eye sockets are very eye-catching, and two ugly hands are pointing towards Lu Mingyuan brought him.

This was the first time Lu Mingyuan saw what these beings in the dark night were.

"Zhu Rong prays for magic, Ming Yan."

Without any hesitation, Lu Mingyuan directly used witchcraft to throw it at the monster.

The monk-like demon fell into the blood-red fire and let out a horrifying scream.

Bathed in the red flames, countless red spots began to appear on the demon's body, which was burned by the high temperature. Under the fierce fire, the skin fell off piece by piece, and finally disappeared into the ashes, revealing only a relic that shone with a yellowish light.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the wreckage, thoughtfully.

These guys seem to be different from ordinary demons. They have no consciousness at all. They are undead and are driven by instinct.

But he was indeed an eminent monk in his previous life, no different from the monks in Middle-earth, but why did he become like this?

Lu Mingyuan searched the cave and found a Buddhist scripture deep under the rocks.

Learn from the past and learn from those behind.

He didn't dare touch this Buddhist scripture.

In the holy and underworld, ominous things can be seen everywhere. Who knows what is hidden in this Buddhist scripture.

Later, Lu Mingyuan stayed in the cave for three days.

After more than a month and three days, the sky finally lit up again.

Lu Mingyuan put away the phoenix lantern and moved forward slowly.

Go to the Great Underworld Temple in the Central Region and participate in the admission ceremony.

After all, the Buffalo Tribe is the most powerful tribe among the Wu Clan, and holds many places in the temple.

The day of admission.

Lu Mingyuan had finally seen what Da Ming's Central Imperial City looked like.

The city wall is towering and majestic.

Two huge lanterns were hung on the top of the city, obviously for lighting. After entering the city, there were various lanterns at the door of every house.

It can be imagined that the Great Underworld Emperor City at night is definitely a city that never sleeps in darkness.

After entering the city, Lu Mingyuan saw many different races, including stone tribes with skeletons walking on the road and whose bodies were as solid as rock.

There were men and women with curse lines on their faces and pale skin. Lu Mingyuan had done his homework before going out and generally knew the divisions of the major races.

These monks are from the underworld.

The Nether Tribe is a race that practices the art of curses. They can use the God-praying spell to easily kill people.

There are also monsters full of evil spirits, fangs and green faces, but they are actually Shura tribe.

There are also some beings who appear to have normal bodies and handsome faces. They look like real human beings. When they walk, their bodies are full of yin energy, making people feel cold.

This is a skill that can only be mastered by the ghost clan with a high level of cultivation. It can cover up the appearance of one's life and death.

The pupils of some people were blood red and the man was extremely handsome. Lu Mingyuan recognized him at a glance as the vampire he had encountered above the Great Wall.

The Wu Clan is relatively rare among these races.

The most numerous ones are actually the vampires and ghosts, and most of them look normal.

Those who look normal are living beings. Rakshasa, Shura, Netherworld, Demon, Blood, and Witch clans are all living beings, which means they are born this way, and their reproduction is similar to that of the human race.

The Stone Tribe, Ghost Tribe, Corpse Tribe, and Bone Tribe are undead, and many of them are transformed from living beings.

There is no place for demons to survive in the world of Middle-earth.

Here, it is a paradise.

Lu Mingyuan came to a unique area. Demonic clouds condensed in the sky above dozens of palaces.

The formation inscriptions of the ancient palace-protecting formation emerged and gathered together, looming.

It is obviously the location of the seminary.

"If you want to be formally admitted to the hospital and learn the art of praying from the Lord God, you need to complete a necessary challenge."

In the middle of the palace, a tall man from the Heavenly Demon Clan, who looked like an instructor, said seriously to everyone.

"That is the genius who hunts the human race."

When everyone heard the words, they talked a lot, some were excited and some were surprised.

Lu Mingyuan was the surprised one.

He didn't expect that it would be so difficult to gain a foothold in the world of Shengming.

Could it be that this is the test of the Great Thousand Canglan Map?

After experiencing the decent camp for once, this time, Tujuan World wanted him to be a demon to test his Taoist heart.

Just want him to contradict each other.

I have to say that the difficulty of this second life is much more difficult than the first.

"Leave now!"

The geniuses of all major races from the five regions all gathered and headed to a huge teleportation array, where the light flickered.

Lu Mingyuan found himself in a place with lush rainforest.

The towering city wall stands not far ahead.

It is exactly the location of the Great Wall of the North.

at the same time.

Above Yulou Pass, a group of sect disciples dressed in white, carrying long swords on their backs, listened carefully to the teachings of the middle-aged swordsman in front of them.

"As long as you can kill a certain number of monsters and accumulate good deeds, you will be qualified to enter the secret realm of the sky under our Dao Alliance."

"Uncle, don't worry, Yun Qing will definitely not disgrace the name of Five Elements Temple and get the first place."

The leader, a tall and handsome man, held a long sword with the tip pointed downwards and responded confidently.

Some of the people around him muttered displeasedly: "This person is so arrogant, I don't know which sect he belongs to."

"Li Yunqing of the Five Elements Temple, whose dharma name is Xuandu, is said to be the close disciple of the Master of the Five Elements Temple. He is the first true disciple of the Five Elements Temple, and is now a major cultivator in the Golden Core realm."

"You're only twenty and you're already in the Golden Core realm? What kind of monster!"

Li Yunqing didn't pay attention to the discussions around him.

Instead, he was looking at the endless mountains and ridges under the city, inexplicably lost in thought.

He felt as if he had forgotten something.

But I can't remember it.

"No! There are demon monks near Yulou Pass. Gather quickly!"

Li Yunqing came back to his senses and his eyes became serious.

No matter what, you must win.

Ever since he was a child, he has never lost. He must do his best in everything.

"Do you really think that there is no one in our Demon Kingdom? A group of juniors dare to come in?"

In the dozens of wild spiritual mountains, circles of demonic energy rippled, and then, a white-haired old man flew out.

He was wearing a worn-out black robe, which was covered with mud. He looked like he had crawled out of the ground. He exuded the coercion of the eighth realm, and when the demonic energy in his body started to circulate, he made an ear-splitting roar.

"What a devil."

Li Yunqing showed no fear and struck directly with his sword.

The strange thing is that this light sword actually hit the old man until he vomited blood.

This old man seemed to be strong on the outside but weak on the inside, completely vulnerable.

"Wait for me!"

The old man in robes put down his harsh words and ran away at the speed of light.

"Where to go!"

Li Yunqing immediately chased after him, followed by many disciples of Five Elements Temple and disciples of other sects.

Never thought about it.

Before chasing him far, everyone came to a remote mountainside.

Many auras suddenly appeared around him, and a black magic flag imprisoned the space here. Li Yunqing realized later that he had fallen into an ambush.

"It seems that this puppet body is still useful."

A young man with a rotten face and an ugly appearance licked his lips.

"Let's attack together, and the heads will be divided equally!"

A man from the Stone Tribe, whose whole body was made of stone, couldn't wait to take action.

"Are these human monks too stupid to succeed like this?" Lu Mingyuan saw this scene from the side and complained speechlessly.

"Don't even try to rob me, don't make a move!"

Many geniuses from the Demonic Kingdom Temple took action, offering various magic weapons, and all kinds of brilliance flashed away, bursting out with considerable power.

Soon, Li Yunqing and others fell into a life and death dilemma.

"Brother, let's break out together!"

"good!"

Hearing the determined words of the junior brothers.

"There is no need to hide all the trump cards."

Li Yunqing nodded heavily.

"Still want to resist? Fight to the death!"

Lu Mingyuan discovered that these geniuses from the demon kingdom were very powerful, and they were extremely proficient in practicing the magic of praying. They had many tricks, and his level of spiritual cultivation was considered low.

Fortunately, he still has the blessing of martial arts cultivation, but he cannot reveal it easily, otherwise he will be reported and punished by the gods.

In a daze, the winner is decided in front of him.

"Running away alone? It's not very good, is it?"

The disciples of Five Elements Temple fought hard to break out, but only Li Yunqing escaped.

"Senior Brother Yunqing, don't look back!"

"Don't worry about us!"

Li Yunqing gritted his teeth, walked with his sword, and said through a message: "I will go back and bring reinforcements, and ask Master to rescue you!"

Lu Mingyuan's ears twitched.

Senior Brother Yunqing

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

He took a look at Li Yunqing's profile and found that he looked very similar to Lu Yunqing.

With the help of Tujuan World, such a coincidence is really possible.

The person who escaped happened to be Lu Yunqing?

Looking at the other party's back, Lu Mingyuan felt nothing but his heart was still.

Now he finally knows the test routine.

Each time, he and Lu Yunqing would be set into opposing camps, and then they would compare whether their respective paths were correct.

In the last life, I was the party that represented the new destiny of Great Yan, that is, Zhengfang, and the other party was the force of the old destiny.

In this life, the other party was a decent elder brother with deep roots, but he himself became a subordinate of the Demon Kingdom.

It's a reversal.

The situations they encountered each other were exchanged.

Is this the plan to test the righteous path and the demonic path once each?

Lu Mingyuan was extremely sober at this moment, as if he had understood the intention of the picture scroll world.

but.

Why didn't Lu Yunqing recognize him?

That look in his eyes didn't look like he was pretending at all, but he really didn't recognize himself.

No matter how many times he is reincarnated, his appearance is always the same.

The only explanation is that the other party has forgotten himself.

"It seems that Lu Yunqing has also been deeply influenced by the world of picture scrolls."

Lu Mingyuan came to a conclusion from this.

Only I was so little affected that I could remember these things.

"These two corpses belong to me, do you have any objections?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from beside him.

The man from the Corpse Clan who was in charge of the Eighth Realm War Corpse before was quite arrogant towards the two Nether Clan monks who had a slightly lower cultivation level.

"No, no."

The two Nether Clan monks did not dare to object and could only bow their heads.

"And you?"

The corpse tribe man looked in the direction of Lu Mingyuan, his eyes full of amusement.

As long as he collects enough war corpses, he can become very strong. This admission challenge is completely tailor-made for him.

"I?"

Lu Mingyuan pointed at himself and said in surprise.

"You snatched the body away, how can I enter the Great Hades Temple?"

The corpse clan man laughed loudly and said in a sarcastic tone: "Hahaha, it's very simple, just don't enter. The weak are not worthy of entering the temple to study the art of praying to gods."

"well."

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing his appearance, the corpse clan man smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

Lu Mingyuan shook his head: "No, I'm just wondering why I'm so lucky to meet a self-righteous fool like you, who can be used as an appetizer."

"you!"

When the corpse clan man heard this, he suddenly became furious.

"Zheng!"

The next second.

A cold light flashed.

The corpse clan man's expression froze.

Next breath.

The head and body were suddenly separated, and green blood splashed ten feet high.

Lu Mingyuan slowly sheathed the bone knife, his face still expressionless.

The people around were extremely shocked and rubbed their eyes.

They didn't see the sword coming out at all.

How did this guy from the Witch Clan do it?

This technique doesn't seem to be a method of praying to gods.

"What you practice is"

Another Stone Tribe man looked shocked and was about to say something.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Several sword lights flashed away.

Multiple bodies slumped to the ground.

"It seems that only the dead can keep secrets." Lu Mingyuan slowly sheathed the knife, extremely gracefully, like an experienced executioner.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the corpses on the ground.

Cut off the heads of those sect disciples and carry them on their shoulders for communication.

As for the remaining corpses, they were all burned in a fire, and a wave of salvation sutras were recited. The body was burned, the soul was destroyed, and the salvation was spread to ashes.

"came back?"

When Lu Mingyuan returned to the entrance of the temple hall, the demon men had been waiting for a long time. In addition, there were geniuses from other teams.

The demon man kept silent about those who did not come back, as there seemed to be no need to mention them at all.

He smiled faintly and said: "Okay, from today on, you are the disciples of the temple. Start practicing from the most basic level. Remember, you must be extremely pious and believe in the will of the Lord God."

"We have a total of five deities in the Central Territory. Among them, Zhongsheng Liu Zun is the one who speaks the most truth. If you can get his appreciation, you can become a divine envoy and receive the gift from the deity!"

Zhongsheng Liu Zun?

Lu Mingyuan frowned.

He and this Liu Zun had a sworn hatred. In his last life, he was stabbed in the back by this guy.

This life cannot be made easy for him.

Lord God, when will I be able to cultivate to the third level?

During the three years since he was admitted to the hospital, Lu Mingyuan behaved extremely low-key, trying not to reveal the results of his martial arts training, and successfully rose from a disciple of the seminary to a night watchman of the seminary.

The so-called night watchmen are the underground guardians of the Imperial City. They are responsible for sending people back to the city if there are still people staying outside when it gets dark.

However, the practice of the Great Prayer Art has hit a bottleneck.

After searching and understanding, Lu Mingyuan discovered his problem.

He killed too few people and did not sacrifice enough to the gods.

The so-called Great Prayer Technique is actually a way of exchanging incense for power, similar to a sacrifice.

But he doesn't care about any gods at all, so his cultivation is basically over.

Want to break through.

It must be sacrificed.

Sacrifice is actually killing people. Through sacrifice, one can gain the growth of divine power.

Just when Lu Mingyuan was wondering where the head was.

Seven days later, a huge auction was held in the Great Underworld City. The publicity was so great that almost everyone knew about it.

"I heard that during this auction, a human woman was captured. She is a top talent in the human realm. She has fair skin, beautiful appearance, and fine skin and tender flesh. She is definitely a good material for alchemy."

"In addition, there are many slaves from the human domain who were sent to the Imperial City. They are all the favorite sacrifices of Lord God!"

Lu Mingyuan was quite curious about this auction, so he planned to join in the fun.

The auction site, on a huge stage, was packed with seats, forming a circle and filled with underworld monks from all major races.

An old man from the blood race chuckled: "Welcome to the auction ceremony of the Demon Society. I believe everyone has been waiting for the first auction item for a long time."

Three skeleton soldiers escorted a prison cart up, covered with a red cloth.

"The physique of this human woman right now is extremely special. If you want to use it as medicine, you must seize the opportunity."

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the vampire old man. The old man opened the red cloth and revealed what was inside.

There was a lot of discussion at the scene, and many people exclaimed.

Inside the prison car, there was an extremely beautiful woman in white clothes and plain skirt sitting. She was very tall, with full breasts and buttocks, and her slender legs were fair and round.

Her appearance was even more exquisite, without a single flaw. Even though she was wrapped in iron chains, she looked extraordinarily quiet, like a beautiful girl in a painting, with a faint fairy aura.

Lu Mingyuan felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the beautiful woman in front of him.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and he suddenly thought about it.

"Miss Yun?"

It may be written until the end of the third life, and the rest will be completely skipped. I didn't expect it to be so long at first. The purpose is not only to write about Lu Yunqing's questioning situation, but also to explain the plot and clearly describe the world of Demon Kingdom that was completely ignored in the early stage, as well as the various subsequent foreshadowings. I didn't want to explain it at first, but people who talk about water are too Too much. Since everyone doesn’t like to watch reincarnation, let’s end it as soon as possible.