We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

The figures of the two demons, male and female, and the two demons on the cart alternated and moved away.

To be moved beyond the confines of the altar ceremony.

The male demon secretly glanced at the woman called "Mom" who was far away behind him.

Then he suddenly approached the banshee next to him.

Said in a low voice:

"Sister, this ceremony was so mysterious that it dispersed many demons originally stationed in Bailang Funeral Home. What on earth did Mom want to do?"

"Why do you care so much?"

The female demon glared at the male demon.

In his eyes.

It’s quite a bit of a warning:

"You have to know that the demons we call 'mother' are all breeders and demon group managers favored by the ancestor of the demon god."

"Except for a few lucky ones favored by the ancestors of the Demon God, most of the eggs of the Demon God are born to 'mothers', so the 'mothers' also have the responsibility of managing the eggs of the Demon God."

"Once any demon god's egg revives, or has a tendency to hatch, the 'mothers' will personally take care of, deliver, and raise the newborn demon babies. Therefore, the demons in our tribe are all It is raised by ‘mothers’ and managed by ‘mothers’.”

"Whatever mom tells you, you do it. You must be obedient and don't try to guess mom's intentions, otherwise..."

Speaking of which.

The banshee seemed to recall something terrible.

The pupils suddenly shrank.

Then the sound stopped suddenly.

He didn't continue talking.

"What would happen otherwise?"

The male demon was particularly curious.

My heart was piqued.

"It's nothing, I'll just be punished by my mother."

The banshee said pretending to be relaxed.

At the same time, he rolled his eyes at the male demon:

"Okay, let's go quickly. No matter what mom wants to do, she must have deep intentions. We just need to listen to mom and don't come back out of curiosity no matter what changes we hear later."

"Oh, okay..."

The male demon curled his lips.

Respond with your mouth.

His eyes kept turning.

Seeing the male and female demons walking away, Qin Feng, who was hiding on the edge of the ceremony, couldn't help but touch his chin, showing a thoughtful expression:

"Mother?"

"To a certain extent, this demon as 'mother' should be regarded as the concubine of the ancestor of the demon god, right? I don't know how strong a demon like this can be."

His eyes moved.

Looking at the towering sacrificial platform again:

"In order to hold this mysterious demon ritual, this demon called 'Mother' actually dismissed most of the demons stationed in the funeral parlor. No wonder the funeral parlor is so empty."

"And depending on the situation, this ceremony has been held more than once. The first few times probably failed, so the ceremony needs to be repaired and supplemented."

"What... exactly does she want to do?"

Now Qin Feng can only guess a little.

That "mom".

He must be trying to do something to the head of the Yanxia warrior officer, with the intention of seeking some kind of benefit.

After all, if there is no profit motive.

Why are you doing such a big battle? It's just a joke when you have nothing to do.

"There are actually 1081 corpses stuffed into the ceiling of this funeral home, and they are also soaked in the secret embalming fluid. It is estimated that the 'blood rain' dripping from the ceiling is a mixture of corpse fluid and embalming fluid. …”

When I think of more than 10,000 corpses neatly arranged above my head.

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.

It's really a bit scary.

It seems that all the human corpses in the entire Bailang Funeral Home have been stuffed into the ceiling for use in rituals.

but.

What worries Qin Feng the most.

But it's not these corpses.

It was the more than 10,000 eggs of the demon god that were placed in the so-called "divine vault" that the succubus just said.

"To put it nicely, they are the eggs of the demon god. In fact, they should all be the eggs of the demon god. There are more than 10,000 of them... It will definitely be enough for me to use for a long time. If I can take them all away, I won't have to plant dragon essence ginseng for a long time. I'm worried."

Originally, Qin Feng just wanted to observe.

But I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest.

If Hu's supply of more than 10,000 demon god dead eggs were cut off, he would no longer have to go out every night to pick up corpses and dissect them.

Just grow your dragon ginseng fruit comfortably.

Sit back and wait for the harvest of "Ether Dragon Spirit".

But……

How to get it?

The location of the "God Storehouse" is not difficult to find.

It is one of the several ancient buildings in the hot summer style in the altar. On the plaque, the word "神库" is written in gilt gold with dragons and phoenixes dancing in it, which is very eye-catching.

"This divine vault is located in the ritual. If you want to enter, you must step into the ritual..."

Qin Feng thought for a while.

I still think you shouldn’t be too greedy for credit.

He decided to observe first.

Waiting for opportunity.

Squatting in the grass and becoming "Voldemort" requires patience...

…

On the masonry avenue that runs from north to south, the demon called "Mom" and the little demon on the cart beside her finally arrived at the towering altar amid the creaking and scraping of the cart.

The entire sacrificial rooftop is solemn and mysterious.

The overall material looks like white marble.

But inside.

It also outlines a blood-like texture, giving people a feeling of Titan Blood Crystal, but it has a bit more of a demonic and evil feeling than Titan Blood Crystal.

Around the base of the rooftop sacrifice platform, a circle of stone railings is built, with various strange patterns embossed on it.

Every pattern seems very indescribable.

I don’t know what it is sketching.

But take a closer look.

It seems like you can see stars, tentacles, and eyes painted in this pattern...

"Crash..."

suddenly.

A cold wind blows.

Pieces of falling snow appeared out of thin air in the void.

These falling snows are cold, pale, and turbid, giving off a strange and unreal feeling. Rather than saying they are falling snow, it is better to say... they are ashes flying in the sky after burning paper.

The falling snow soon filled the altar.

But there is only one place without snow.

There is a raised, round, and polished tabletop in the center of the rooftop.

On the countertop.

A head.

placed here.

This head has hair hanging loose. Although there is only one head left, the hair on the head is black and shiny, smooth and silky, swaying in the cold wind, looking quite elegant.

But the face of the head is that of a man.

A very handsome man.

Hearing the "creak" of the cart, the handsome man's head slowly opened his eyes.

There were no pupils in his eyes, there was just darkness, like a deep and boundless universe without any starlight.

Looking at the kind woman called "Mom", the man's lips curled up and his smile was even more demonic:

"You're here, Concubine Wan."

"What do you want to do to me today? You want to continue to give me the place where the old demon god conceived demon eggs, stick you on my face and relive the happiness with me."

"Or have you figured it out and stopped using this useless so-called demon god ritual to play house with me?"

"Haha, you know very well that the god I believe in is a god who focuses on eating monsters, and the martial arts I practice is also a martial arts focused on eating monsters."

"I play with demons, kill demons, and eat demons. I am the nemesis of you demons."

"Although my body was destroyed and only my head was left because of the frame-up and trap set up by you monsters and those rebels in Canglang City, you still can't do anything to me."

"Why don't you cooperate with me, return to the warrior army of Yanxia Kingdom, and then accuse those damn cancers in Canglang City?"

"In this case, I can at least guarantee that you will not die and leave you a few descendants to continue the bloodline of your demon clan. Of course, the incompetent old demon god will definitely die."

"how?"

Listen to the man.

"Mom" raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a bit of mockery and coldness:

"Do you look at me like an idiot?"

"After being deceived by you once, will you be deceived again?"