I have countless red envelopes

Woo-

When Shen Fan and Zhang Lanyu stepped into the Ling Pavilion side by side, a weird sound hit them.

Immediately there was a shuddering gloomy breath, which seemed to make people stay in the ice cellar instantly.

When Shen Fan and Zhang Lanyu took a closer look, they saw the Ling Pavilion Hall. Not only was it not as magnificent as the outside, but it was very dark and obscure, like a cage where the sun was not visible, giving people a deep depression. sense.

And around the wide and dark hall, all kinds of weird scarlet patterns were engraved, and the floor under the feet was very damp, full of an indescribable smell.

In the center of the Ling Pavilion Hall, there is a huge high platform, on which there is a monster corpse seven or eight meters high with the head of the beast!

The monster corpse looked hideous and ugly, completely incompatible with the majestic and majestic outside of the Ling Pavilion.

"This is the Ling Pavilion? Why does it seem different from what you imagined?"

Looking at the very strange Ling Pavilion Hall, Shen Fan frowned deeply.

He thought that this Ling Pavilion must also be magnificent, with countless treasures, and full of opportunities.

But now it seems that inside the Ling Pavilion, let alone countless treasures, there is not even a slightly valuable thing, and it is basically empty!

Coupled with this eerie and weird environment, if it weren't for the appearance of a fairy palace outside, Shen Fan would have no doubt that the place he came was the Yan Luo Temple in the underworld.

Hearing what Shen Fan asked, Chen Batian and Shi Kang, who were walking in the front, were also puzzled.

Since they took over as the gang leader, they knew that there were many treasures in the Ling Pavilion and countless opportunities.

As long as you get one of them, you can benefit endlessly!

But right now, in this scene, where there are countless treasures?

"Yes! This Ling Pavilion is supposed to be a place for collecting treasures, why did it become like this?"

Chen Batian sighed in a low voice, and the lord who couldn't help his eyes looked at the ugly half-orc corpse in the center of the Ling Pavilion Hall: "And this statue... how come I have never seen it in the information left by the ancestors? ."

While muttering to himself, Chen Batian walked towards the ugly half-orc corpse, and Shen Fan, Zhang Lanyu and other five people followed closely.

Phoo~~~

When everyone approached the half-orc corpse, a cold wind blowing from nowhere directly blew everyone's faces, causing a chill.

"I am not reconciled... not reconciled..."

The next moment, accompanied by a gloomy low groan, the atmosphere in the audience became even more strange and inexplicable.

And everyone could clearly hear that this gloomy murmur was actually broadcast from the corpse of the orc in front of them.

"Is he not dead yet?"

Hearing this numb moan, Shen Fan's expression suddenly changed, staring at the seven-eight-meter-high half-orc corpse.

The other people's eyes shook as well, their whole body's aura turned, and they immediately entered a state of defense!

But after Chen Batian's careful investigation, he discovered that the half-orc's corpse, not to mention the spiritual aura, even the slightest aura of life does not exist. In this case, this half-orc is definitely not alive!

"Could it be that we heard it wrong?"

Hearing the results of Chen Batian's investigation, Qinglong hesitated.

Woo!!!

But just as Qinglong's voice fell, accompanied by a strange sound, the next moment, a white light flashed beside the half-orc's corpse.

Among the white rays of light, was a young man wearing white armor and looking very weak. The man had elegant eyebrows and was very handsome. He felt very kind.

But the figure of the man in the battle armor was illusory, looming, and seemed to disappear at any time, showing that it was just a phantom.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in the Ling Pavilion!"

Seeing the man suddenly appeared, Shen Fan immediately asked vigilantly.

I saw the man in the armor, asking with a weak, intermittent voice: "You wait... don't panic... I am the demon general guarding this place...

Countless years ago, I guarded this place, and now there is only the last trace of soul power left, which will soon dissipate...

I thought that no one would come here again, but I didn’t expect that before I dissipated, I finally waited until the descendants of the human race appeared..."

The man in the battle armor who claimed to be the Suppressor looked awe-inspiring with justice, and there was no hostility or viciousness in his body, and he immediately reduced his defense.

Chen Batian asked, "Senior claims to be a demon-suppressor. Is this half-orc a demon?"

Hearing Chen Batian’s voice, the Suppressor’s gaze turned to look at Chen Batian and Shi Kang in front of him, and said, “The cultivation techniques of the two people like you are the Vientiane Thrilling Tao Art and the Wolf Howling Scripture. I guessed right, you should be the descendants of the Taoist Nine Spirits, right?"

"This... what the predecessors said is correct, we are the descendants of the Patriarch of the Nine Spirits!"

Hearing that the town demon commander could see the cultivation mentality of the two at a glance, and said their ancestors, Chen Batian and Shi Kang looked shocked, and immediately replied respectfully!

You must know that the Daoist of the Nine Spirits is already a strong one thousands of years ago. This town demon general can know the Daoist of the Nine Spirits and mention the name of the Daoist of the Nine Spirits lightly. I am afraid that he is a peerless strong who has lived for an unknown number of years!

Such characters, even if they are Chen Batian and Shi Kang, must be respectful!

The Summoner sighed: "Very good...I haven't seen Jiuling for a long time since the last goodbye...I wonder if he is well now?"

Seeing that the relationship between the town demon general and the Nine Spirits Taoist seems to be pretty good, Shi Kang immediately replied: "Going back to the predecessors, the Nine Spirits Patriarch, he...has been sitting down due to injuries thousands of years ago..."

"What? Nine Spirits... is he sitting down?"

Hearing Shi Kang’s answer, the town demon general’s face showed an extremely shocked look, and then a touch of loneliness and sigh: "Ah... the old deceased gradually withered, the old man only left me in this world. , It's really better than death...

Fortunately, I am about to be relieved..."

Amidst sighs and disappointment, the Summoner said to everyone: "My juniors, I have an important thing for you! If you can help me finish it, I will send you a good luck!"

Chen Batian replied, "Please rest assured, Senior! Even if there is no good luck, depending on the relationship between the Nine Spirits Patriarch and Senior, I will do my best to help Senior finish!"

The General Suppressor nodded and said: "As expected to be the younger of the Nine Spirits, I really have a lot of pride, I like it very much..."

At this point, the remnant soul of the town demon general fell on the high platform, pointed at the huge half-orc, and said solemnly: "You are the evil demons who invaded the human world many years ago. They are powerful. , It is almost impossible to eliminate. At that time, a large number of powerful people can only be sealed with the soul to suppress this monster.

For the sake of the safety of the world, I finally sacrificed my soul to enter the body of this monster, and then suppressed the monster with the soul seal. Only then was the world respected as a demon suppressor..."