RPG: The Divine Deconstructor

If the food in the Netherworld has increased attributes or some status effects, taking it out will definitely cause a sensation and make another fortune.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming asked the Manxiang people to send a lot of food and collected it all.

Although he could not enter the trading market in the Netherworld, he had taken the time to spend millions of gold coins and expanded his backpack to tens of thousands of slots, which was enough to hold a lot of food.

Boss, bring me another table of food.

Jiang Ming packed nearly a thousand dishes, but was still not satisfied, so he spoke to the Barbarian Elephant Man again.

The Man Elephant steward looked at a spiritual grade ore on the table, then smiled awkwardly at Jiang Ming and said, I'm really sorry, there isn't much food left in our store, I hope you can forgive me.

After hearing the words of the barbarian man in charge, Jiang Ming nodded and stopped embarrassing him. He took Xiaojiu and prepared to leave.

When Jiang Ming and Xiao Jiu walked out of the restaurant, a group of wild elephants and several members of the tiger and lion tribe quietly followed them.

Jiang Ming knew that Xiaojiu and he had been targeted by many people because of his previous generous spending in the restaurant, so naturally he would not wait for those people to catch up.

After they left the restaurant, they used Instant Magic Flash to escape to an uninhabited corner, then turned invisible and walked towards the outside of the city.

After leaving the city, Jiang Ming summoned Xiao Lei and whispered to Xiao Lei, Go to Netherworld City!

Boss, wait. Xiaojiu called out to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming looked at Xiao Jiu in confusion, What's wrong?

Xiao Jiu looked towards the east side of Rakshasa City and said softly, I want to go somewhere to meet someone.

who?

The prophet of the Rakshasa tribe!

Prophet? Jiang Ming was a little confused.

In his understanding, prophets are the kind of powerful people who can know the past and the future. He did not expect that a small race like the Rakshasa tribe has prophets.

In fact, every race has a prophet, and the prophets are specially enshrined, because the lifespan of the prophet's ability will be weakened every time it is used. Just like you, even if the national weapon has the ability to see what will happen in the future, you cannot use it easily. The prophet said that spying on heaven will cost you dearly.”

Xiao Jiu was Jiang Ming's contract beast, so he naturally knew what Jiang Ming was thinking, so he explained.

Jiang Ming nodded and thought to himself: Fortunately, the ability to predict the future on the destiny golden talisman and the national weapon has not been used, and I don’t know what the price will be after using it, but it is better not to try, although every tribe has a prophet. , but they all rely on various treasures to extend their lives. They rarely have the opportunity to go out and walk around. They live very tiredly and may have various unbreakable curses on them. It is estimated that that is some price. This is why Jiang Ming does not intend to try to use precognition. reasons for future capabilities.

Xiao Jiu was going to see the prophet. Jiang Ming was also more interested in the prophet of the Rakshasa tribe, so he sat on Xiao Lei and flew quickly towards the place Xiao Jiu pointed to.

Xiaojiu said before that the King of the Netherworld killed all his people, and he only meant those in Rakshasa City. As for some Rakshasa who went out to practice, they probably escaped. Of course, the Rakshasa prophets did not live in Rakshasa. city, so it also escaped disaster.

After flying for about four to five hundred miles, they were almost out of the Rakshasa territory. Finally, after a while, they came to a mountain range.

There are thick trees on this mountain range, and from time to time there are roars of monsters.

Xiaojiu took Jiang Ming to the edge of a cliff.

Boss, jump down, don't use your mount or any skills.

Looking at the bottomless cliff, Xiao Jiu said to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming took a step forward and looked down at the bottom of the cliff. What surprised him was that there was thick white fog hundreds of meters below the cliff. Although he couldn't see the bottom, he knew that without using his mount and skills, Jumping down is simply asking for death.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming trusted Xiao Jiu and jumped directly downwards.

open!

Xiao Jiu then jumped off the cliff, stretched out his hand to Jiang Ming, then decoded the seal with both hands, and hit the thick white mist with the Devouring Ball.

Buzz~

With a buzzing sound, the surrounding dense fog dispersed, and a white jade door appeared in front of Jiang Ming. The white jade door had a whirlpool, which directly sucked Jiang Ming in, and Xiao Jiu also entered the whirlpool.

When the two entered the whirlpool, the white jade door disappeared, and the thick fog that originally dissipated gathered again.

After entering the White Jade Gate, Jiang Ming appeared in a space.

This space is a bit like a cemetery, with tombstones and rubble everywhere. Among the thousands of tombstones, there is a stone house with a white-haired man with a wrinkled face and a few hairs on his shoulders. The old man with bone wings was playing with a group of children in front of him, and each child had a protruding bone on his shoulder, which looked a little weird.

The arrival of Jiang Ming and Xiao Jiu caught their attention, and the white-haired old man and the group of children looked towards them.

prophet!

Xiaojiu stepped forward and bowed to the white-haired old man very respectfully.

Who are you? How do you know the secret realm of the Rakshasa clan? The white-haired old man asked doubtfully as he did not recognize Xiao Jiu. At the same time, he protected the children behind him and looked at Xiao Jiu and Jiang Ming with caution.

With a tear in Xiao Jiu's eyes, she looked up at the white-haired old man and said, I am Prince Jiayu!

Isn't Prince Jiayu dead? The white-haired old man seemed to be asking Xiaojiu or talking to himself. At this time, he seemed to remember something, looked at Xiaojiu with some excitement and said, Is it what I predicted? Are you the new king of the Rakshasa tribe who has been reborn from nirvana?

Prophet, I am not dead, and I am stronger than before...

Xiaojiu then told his story to the white-haired old man.

Meet the prince! When Xiao Jiu finished speaking, the white-haired old man burst into tears and knelt on the ground with sobs.

Xiao Jiu hurriedly stepped forward to help the white-haired old man, and said to the white-haired old man, Prophet, I came back this time to take the Rakshasa clan's treasure for use. Nak and the Lord of the Netherworld massacred our Rakshasa clan. The Sha clan, I want them to pay for their debt with blood!

Prince, you are no match for them. With them here, as long as we wait another thousand years, our Rakshasa clan will still be prosperous. It will not be too late to leave then. Going now is almost like sending death. The white-haired old man pointed at the group of people. The child said to Xiaojiu.

Xiao Jiu looked at the group of children who were at most four or five years old and looked at him blankly. He took out a lot of food and placed it on a huge stone table in front of the stone room for the little guys to eat.

Your father asked me to perform a divination once before he died. At that time, he also knew that the Rakshasa tribe would experience a catastrophe, so he sent many children to me and told me to let the Rakshasa tribe continue to multiply. , so, these children are the last roots of our Rakshasa clan. Seven or eight Rakshasas, including Shika and Diluo, are also still alive. However, in order to maintain their livelihood here, they can only look for food and resources, fearing that they will be killed by others. They have even broken off their bone wings. Now that you are back, I hope you can stay. After all, I don’t have long to live, and I hope you can help me take care of them.”

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Jiu who was handing out food to the children and said.

Xiao Jiu turned around and glanced at the white-haired old man, then looked at Jiang Ming, Prophet, this is my master and my eldest brother. He has a way to make our Rakshasa clan pass on and even become stronger. As for me, you don’t have to worry, I am an immortal existence, and the Lord of the Netherworld cannot kill me.”

Jiang Ming understood what Xiao Jiu said. Xiao Jiu must have wanted the remaining members of the Rakshasa tribe to move to his residence. In his residence, there was not only the tree of life, but also so many immortal and god-level fruits. It is not difficult to cultivate the Rakshasa tribe with medicinal materials.

Hello, I am your prince's eldest brother. Don't worry, we will be fine. When we come back, I will take you to a place. I think with the help of the Tree of Life, your people will become stronger. Yes. Jiang Ming nodded and said to the white-haired old man.

Holy Tree of Life! The white-haired old man said in shock, You actually own the legendary holy tree?

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded.

Okay, Prince, just wait, I will go get you the clan treasure.

The white-haired old man's eyes radiated hope again, and he excitedly said to Xiao Jiu, then turned and entered the stone room.

There are three kinds of holy trees in the entire Shenzhou continent. These three kinds of holy trees are of great help to people, monsters or plants on this continent.

These three kinds of sacred trees are vaguely introduced on the official game website. They are the tree of life, the sacred tree of connecting to the sky and the colorful gourd.

Every kind of holy tree is very difficult to see, let alone obtain it. It was just a coincidence that Jiang Ming obtained the Tree of Life. If he had not met Gakas, he would not have been able to find the whereabouts of the Angel Clan. If it were not the Dark Angel Even if he invades, he won't get the Tree of Life. Overall, he has great luck and deep blessings.

After a while, the white-haired old man took out a three-foot-long sandalwood box from the stone room and handed it to Xiao Jiu, This is the heart of Rakshasa condensed by generations of Rakshasa patriarchs with pure blood. You should know the heart of Rakshasa. The power of the heart, even after the Rakshasa clan is exterminated, as long as the Rakshasa's heart does not die, a Rakshasa can be born after thousands of years. You must think carefully before using it, otherwise it may bring devastating consequences to the Rakshasa clan. disaster.

Don't worry, prophet, I have my own sense of discretion. Xiao Jiu nodded and said to the white-haired old man.

Well, be careful, I'll be waiting for your return here.

The white-haired old man nodded and said to Xiao Jiu and Jiang Ming.

Walk.

After putting away the Rakshasa Heart, Xiao Jiu left a lot of food, then said goodbye to the white-haired old man, and took Jiang Ming towards the passage from which he came. From the passage, he reappeared in the dense fog on the cliff.

After coming out of the Rakshasa secret realm, the two sat on Xiao Lei and flew quickly towards the Nether City.

Xiaojiu, I don't understand. What's the use of taking the heart of Rakshasa? Jiang Ming asked Xiaojiu with some confusion.

Xiaojiu shook his head and frowned, I don't know either, but I know that the Heart of Rakshasa can definitely help us!