Yama Rising Chapter 670: : Oracle

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Qin Ye feels that since the establishment of the underground palace, he has become more mature day by day.

Perhaps not mature, but as his rank gets higher and higher, Wang Chenghao dare not joking with him anymore, Arthas stopped spraying venom with him, and his men met him respectfully. The immortality that used to be my second youth has now turned into sunset red...

Now, the officials from all over the world are communicating with each other, and the matters dealt with have begun to come into contact with international disputes. He can no longer laugh and curse casually as before.

But unexpectedly, he didn't feel too repulsive.

Maybe it’s been so much along the way. Perhaps it was the completely different appearance of the other world in the past two years that opened his eyes. He actually felt...

There seems to be nothing wrong?

The second generation brainwashed themselves successfully?

Think carefully...

For all the underworld ministers and elders, he naturally smiled. Of course he is not so naive now. But with the etiquette of the celestial dynasty, politely and without losing his identity, he circulated among the monarchs.

Before the oracle was sent, he was the most beautiful cub here.

There is nothing new about the topic, but it makes everyone smile from time to time. It is strange to let the topic continue. This is probably also a method unique to politicians...

We talked for twenty minutes. Babru smiled and walked up: "Everyone, the oracle is about to be issued, why...Shall we go now? Mansion Qin, please."

He made a gesture of invitation, and Qin Ye bowed his hand toward the other evils: "Disaccompaniment, everyone, when the replacement of the old and new in China is over, this official invites you to come to China. It will be a good treat. "

"Then I can write it down." The minister of the Lion Queen tribe smiled like a blooming sunflower: "Our entire tribe likes the porcelain, silk, and ink paintings of China. Unfortunately, the output is too low. "

"I look forward to that day." The old man of the Golden Rhinoceros tribe also replied with a smile: "I wish the Emperor Qin successfully inherit the Datong, and the Golden Rhinoceros tribe will always be your most loyal friend."

"Mr. Qin, if you pass by the Sunbird Tribe next time, please inform us in advance, and we will do our best to be a landlord." "Mr. Qin, I sincerely look forward to your next visit. This trip is too urgent to have time Enjoy the view of Africa."

They are not eligible to go to the Hall of Ancestors. Came eagerly, of course, to brush up on the sense of existence of his tribe. This is called political investment.

At any rate, it is also one of the heir sequences of the four constant level of the underworld. What if... the other party boarded?

At this time, the other party can never remember everyone—this is something everyone knows. However, it can not be remembered.

As Qin Ye got into the car, the scene of laughter and laughter fell silent. As if all the enthusiasm was consumed by the enthusiasm just now, the ministers nodded slightly to the others and went back to their respective houses.

P...The car was driven off, Babru closed the window and let out a long sigh of relief. Afterwards, he looked at Qin Ye complicatedly.

When Lord Holy Spirit told him the true identity of Mansion Qin, he couldn't believe it. Seeing each other again now, I still feel like a dream.

"Qin Mansion, I was rude before." He bowed sincerely, and said solemnly: "This tribe does not know that you are one of the successors of the Hell of China. According to the truth, you should not live This kind of villa. Candidates and ordinary officials travel, there is a strict difference in the system. I am sorry for our previous mistakes."

Look, talk more.

Obviously he didn't say it, now it all belongs to the Black Mamba. Take responsibility for yourself and do it

Things.

Huh?

Why didn't you talk like this before? Is this a talent skill?

"Mr. Qin. It is estimated that you will have to return to China immediately after the oracle is issued. It is only a ten-minute drive from the Hall of Ancestors. Before that, I have one more word to tell you."

His face became solemn. Qin Ye also straightened his face and nodded, "Please speak."

Bablu looked directly into Qin Ye’s eyes, and said sincerely: "No matter what the situation, Heimamba is your most loyal friend."

"I think our friendship may not only be based on monotonous trade. What do you think?"

The appetite is not small... Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly, one hand propped his chin, and nodded with a smile.

This is placing hope on Qin Ye, hoping that he can win the throne of the third Hades of China. He believed that if he was only one step away, the opponent would definitely send troops without hesitation!

But... why refuse?

Thanks to the seal of the second-generation father, now...who knows the status quo in China? The only bad guy that came out, what he said, you can only believe.

"Maybe there is this opportunity."

There is no need to say too much, this kind of remark is already disrespectful, and Babru did not dare to go on with this topic at all, nodded, leaning on the seat and chatting with Qin Ye.

Soon, the car stopped. Qin Ye got out of the car and took a look.

Gravestone.

All are tombstones.

Africa respects ancestors. The more tombstones, the more sacred to them. And the tombstones in Africa are different from those in China. They are crosses **** with wood. On the top are the skulls of beasts, a collar of beast teeth, and a circle of feathers around them. Among the countless tombs, a dark Egyptian-style hall was embraced in the center.

The tombstone is very tall, about two meters or so, neat and tidy, forming a channel. Babulu led Qin Ye in from one of them. Stopped in front of the hall.

This is a hall made of obsidian. Obsidian, also known as "Dragon Crystal" and "Tokachi Stone", is a natural colored glaze formed after the magma flowing out of volcanic lava suddenly cools down. It is an amorphous gemstone. However, there is no trace of piles on this hall, it seems to be made of a whole piece of obsidian.

Square, there are a total of seventeen gates, and each gate is carved with a totem of a huge beast. There are sunbirds, rhinos, lions, hyenas...There is no bad guy here. In the main hall, Qin Ye already felt the yin air of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba.

"This is the most sacred place in every tribe." Baburu looked at the Hall of Ancestors with enthusiasm: "Even if the Temple of the Holy Spirit is destroyed and the Hall of Ancestors is still there, that tribe will be able to regroup totems. Formation. Holy Spirit... Lord Qin, please, only the ancestor witch can enter here. I can no longer go forward."

Qin Ye nodded, took a few deep breaths, tidyed up his robes, and walked in solemnly.

Like a dense forest, every step you take, you can hear the whisper of the soul. A little ghost fire flew between the tombs. Every time one meter entered, the beast heads behind him seemed to be inlaid with the eyes of a living person, looking at him, a living being in a dead country.

There is no sound when the foot steps on the ground, and the shadow does not seem to be his own. The moment the heel was raised, it screamed and scattered like a group of bats. This little sound made this place quiet and terrifying.

Just before he walked to the main hall, the heavy stone door opened silently like a wooden board. As he stepped in, then quietly closed.

Swipe...

One

The pair of ghost fires light up, followed by the second pair, the third pair, slap, slap, slap... like a programmed street lamp, the ghost fire candles on both sides of him are lit one by one, forming a avenue of underworld fire.

At the end of the avenue, there is a lifelike carved statue.

It was a giant snake full of feathers, somewhat similar to a cobra. However, in the place of the "glasses", a pair of wings protruded, flapping its wings to fly. The entire statue is silvery white, and just one glance at it makes people feel dizzy.

Obviously there is no Yin Talisman, but at this glance, it seems to see a galaxy, a vast ocean. Its shape, its curve, and its shape constitute an indescribable symbol.

That kind of symbol is called death. Called a god.

From the statue to the door, there is a red carpet. In front of the statue, there are three levels of ladders. However, at this moment, there was a figure sitting in front of the ladder.

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba.

It was shrouded in shadow, and its expression was unknown. Seeing Qin Ye coming in, he raised his eyes slightly: "You are here."

Qin Ye didn't move forward, but stared at him. After a long time, he uttered: "Who are you?"

"Heh..." The Holy Spirit Black Mamba gave an unexplained smile: "You don't recognize me?"

Qin Ye took a step back, fate whizzed out from his sleeve, exuding a bright light, and the pupils of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba shrank suddenly. Qin Ye's back was close to the cold door. There is no opening, but the defensive action has proved everything.

This is not the Holy Spirit Black Mamba!

The same is Yama. However, the Yin Qi on the opponent's body is longer and more ancient than the Holy Spirit Black Mamba! Even...with a decadent and sacred taste!

It stood up.

As soon as it stood up, everything in this large hall seemed to have become a shadow, and suddenly shook. It feels like an old-fashioned TV set suddenly blurred.

There was only about one and one second of astonishment. In the next second, fate shone golden light in front of Qin Ye, and in front of fate... a figure stood impressively.

Officially the Holy Spirit Black Mamba!

In a flash, he almost teleported a hundred meters!

It didn't move, but looked at Qin Ye with its hands held down: "You still don't know who I am?"

Qin Ye gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "I can get the favor of the Feathered Serpent God...Should I feel lucky?"

"Oh?" There is no expression on the face of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba: "Reason?"

Qin Ye licked his lips: "Queened Serpent God has a lofty status in Africa. If it is the true Holy Spirit Black Mamba. I dare not disrespect it. Not to mention that the oracle is about to come down, and it dares to dare to use the golden sword. Sitting in front of the statue. If you dare to do this, there is only one in Africa!"

"Moreover, the Holy Spirit Black Mamba doesn't have your taste. It is ancient...long...this smell, I once smelled it on a certain Yama."

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba nodded: "Listen?"

"Yes." Qin Ye stared at the opponent, he had a very bad premonition. If... the opponent knew that he was the future Hades through some special means, then the oracle was a decoy. Does he... want to possess himself? Or... as a hostage?

Silence.

A few seconds later, the Holy Spirit Black Mamba smiled.

As it smiled, its scales opened up, and from below... countless white feathers spread out. Set off this dark African **** of death to the pure whiteness of an angel!

"Don't be nervous."

"The successor of the Chinese nation...Quatting Serpent God is dead. Or you can call me...part of Heaven..."