Narutoki

"Isn't your master very powerful? Why don't you dare to compete with that person?"

Mu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Fortunately, the master didn't compete with him, otherwise he would be chasing death by throwing eggs against stones."

"Is that person very powerful?"

"It's not awesome, it's scary. Do you know Frank Dust?"

"have no idea."

"What era are you from?"

"Um... I'm not very clear about this either." Mo Ming scratched the back of his head stupidly.

"I come from Seoul, South Korea in 2080, so I have heard about Frank Chen who was active in 2060."

"What kind of powerful method does that person have?"

"He is the American black market boxing champion. He has fought thirty-five matches in his life and has never lost. What's even more terrifying is that no one who competed with him survived. They were all knocked out by him within three seconds."

"Beat?"

"It means punching someone so hard that they can't get up anymore, but for him, it was a direct punch to death." Mu Jin explained carefully with a smile on his lips.

"May I have your name?"

"Me? My name is Mo Ming, Bubble Mo, Blockbuster Ming, what about you?"

"My name is Hibiscus, which is the hibiscus of Hibiscus flower." The two looked at each other and smiled.

"There is a sister over there who is painting, let's go and take a look, okay?"

"Okay!" The two of them rushed over happily.

The woman who was concentrating on painting on the edge of the cliff was not angry at being disturbed by the two of them. Instead, she talked freely with them like a gentle and amiable big sister.

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I don't know when it started, but the temperature in the cave rose sharply, and the small cliff was filled with densely packed people.

"It looks like this volcano is about to erupt."

"But if we can't reach the heavens or the earth here, are we really all going to die here?"

Some guys who were originally in danger but didn't know it also became nervous.

"So you are here." Jingjia patted Mo Ming on the shoulder.

"Oh, the thorns."

"No, it's brother." Jingjie corrected with a smile.

The two girls next to Mo Ming looked at Wu Ling'er who was standing next to Jingji, and then glanced at Jingji. They both moved a small step back in unison. They both witnessed the scene in the cave before. I can't help but have some prejudice against Wu Ling'er.

"Two sisters, let me introduce to you. This is...my brother, Thorns."

Jingjia nodded with satisfaction and smiled at the two of them: "Nice to meet you."

"Her name is Mujin, and she is a black belt in Taekwondo. She is so powerful! This sister's name is Shasha, and she is a painter, and she is also very powerful." Mo Ming excitedly introduced the first batch of friends he met in the new world to Jingjia.

"This is also a friend I just met. His name is Wu Ling'er. This is my younger brother Mo Ming. Please shake hands." Thorns pushed Wu Ling'er, who was a little scared, a step forward.

Mo Ming was a little shy and blushed, but still stretched out her hand frankly and said happily: "Nice to meet you."

Looking at the bright smile on Mo Ming's face, Wu Ling'er understood for the first time that in addition to the relationship between prostitutes and clients, there is also the existence of the more beautiful word friend, but this beautiful feeling did not last for a few seconds. The clock was broken by a person who suddenly broke in.

"Mujin, how can you be friends with such a dishonest person? Let's go." Mujin's master suddenly appeared, pulling Mujin to leave.

"Mo Ming is not a bad friend." Mu Jin stamped her feet angrily, then glanced at Mo Ming, her face looking very aggrieved and innocent.

"What kind of friend can a prostitute be?" As he said this, Mujin's master forcibly pulled her away.

Shasha looked at Wu Ling'er and said goodbye to Mo Ming and Jingji: "I haven't finished the painting yet, so I have to say goodbye first."

Wu Ling'er, who was splashed with a basin of cold water, froze on the spot, tears dripping down.

Jingji stepped forward and held Wu Ling'er's cheek with both hands, comforting him: "It doesn't matter, Mo Ming and I will be your friends forever."

"Yes, we will be good friends forever." Mo Ming also stepped forward to comfort him.

"Boom!" The volcano suddenly let out a muffled sound unexpectedly, which made everyone's ears numb. Then the whole earth shook, and countless gravel rolled down from the crater. Suddenly, there was chaos on the cliff, and some people even accidentally

Fall off a cliff.

"It's over, we're dead!" Someone screamed loudly.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Everyone was confused and anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Haha... Most of our people here will not die for the time being. Please stay calm."

Everyone looked at the man who was laughing loudly. He was a guy wearing a black cloak and holding a Bible in his hand.

"I know him. He is the psychic king Adam Cardian. Every time the World Cup is played, people pay huge sums of money to ask him to predict the outcome of the game, and he has never made a mistake in his predictions."

"Really? That means we are saved!" Someone cried with joy.

Although not everyone believed in the Shaman King, the scene was indeed much quieter.

"When the volcano makes a second loud noise, our savior will appear." Adam Cardian crossed himself on his chest and said with great piety.

A moment later, Bibuti Volcano suddenly let out a huge roar, volcanic ash erupted from the crater, and countless dust fell from the sky, as if it was raining dust all over the sky. Everyone was here to undergo a special baptism.

"Quack...haha..." A hoarse, weird laugh came from afar. The sound stung people's ears and made them dizzy.

"Look, what is that?"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky in the distance. They saw a vulture with a wingspan of several feet. It was like a black lightning flashing across the sky in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was hovering over the cliff. A skinny figure stood on the back of the vulture.

A handsome old man with his arms spread out

Open, tap your toes lightly, and glide down into the wind. When you are very close to the cliff, the vines on the edge of the cliff suddenly grow like crazy. Countless branches are intertwined with each other, and they are instantly lifted up in the air outside the cliff to form a handful of green.

wicker chair.

The old man calmly sat down on the wicker chair and glanced at everyone present with his sly eyes.

"Haha...Welcome to the Netherworld Continent, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A reckless guy shouted loudly: "Old man, who are you?"

"Quack..." The Deadwood Protector once again let out a scary laugh.

"My name is Kumu, and I am one of the seventy-two guardians of the Nine Heavens Temple. The place you are currently in is called Bibuti Volcano, and it falls under the jurisdiction of the Lord of the Abyss Hall, the ninth branch of the Nine Heavens Temple."

"Since you have been waiting for a long time, you will definitely save us."

"Haha, you are smart. But I need you to promise me something first."

"What's up?"

"Just throw yourself under the Nine Heavens Temple and sign a cross contract that you will never regret!" As he said that, he raised the bloody cross and stood up. The extremely dazzling red light made everyone unable to open their eyes.

"What is that? Put it away quickly." Everyone covered their eyes with their hands and shouted loudly.

"Remember, in addition to natural abilities, Netherland Continent also has the existence of contracts. Only by mastering these three things can you master your own lifeline. There are two ways in front of you now. One is to jump from the cliff.

If you go down, you might be able to save your life; the second is to sign a cross contract, join the Nine Heavens Temple, and become a respected ability user."

At this time, the Bibec volcano made a third loud noise. This time it erupted not only volcanic ash, but also splashing hot magma.

"The second way sounds good, I will sign a contract with you!"

"And me!"

"And I..." People came out one after another and shouted to the dead tree protector.

The volcanic eruption is imminent, and there is no room for too much consideration. Even if they can only live for one hour after signing the contract, everyone is willing to put all their money into it.

Mo Ming looked at the thorns, "Are we going to sign that inexplicable contract too?"

"Or do you want to jump off the cliff?" Jingjia patted Mo Ming on the shoulder and smiled.

"Very good. Since everyone is willing, please accept the imprint of the cross contract frankly!" As he said this, the dead wood guardian held up the blood cross with his right hand, put the two fingers of his left hand together, and shot an incandescent light towards the cross, making the blood cross look like blood.

The living creature squirmed, and in an instant it converged all the red light, printing blood cross-like marks on the right arms of the people present.

"Remember, accept it honestly, integrate slowly, and don't resist, otherwise it will be like playing with fire and burning yourself."

There were bursts of squeaking sounds as the soldering iron burned the flesh. Everyone endured the pain and looked at their right arms, only to see a strange blood cross imprinted on their arms.

"Within one hour after signing the cross contract, you will get part of the blood master's power from the blood cross. Your combat power will temporarily rise to that of a three-star cultivator. With this level of strength, it will be easy for you to escape from the Bibuti volcano.

.The Blood Cross contains the introductory knowledge of the Nine Heavens Temple, which can be read by focusing your consciousness on your arm. Oh, by the way, only twenty of the people present have the chance to obtain the ability, and those who have not obtained the ability will

Only...haha..."

The deadwood protector let out one last weird laugh, jumped up in an instant, sat on the back of the vulture, and flew very far away in an instant.

"Boom!" The Bibeci volcano, which had been silent for countless years, finally erupted completely. From now on, the only time and space tunnel leading to the Netherworld Continent will completely disappear. Perhaps destiny has destined that this group of travelers will become insurmountable in the Netherworld Continent.

myth.

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