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Pyramid of the Sun, sacrificial hall.

Crazy... As the door opened, the sunlight formed a golden line and shone in. However, no matter how bright the sunlight was, the yin energy in the sacrificial hall had rolled like a tsunami. The inside could not be seen clearly.

The door was closed gently, Benson swallowed hard, and the high-level Yin Qi was as omnipresent as a poisonous snake. He trembled all over, then cleared his throat and bowed respectfully: "Your Excellency, we have made a decision."

The dark clouds rolled into a passage. You could clearly see the young evil person sitting in front of the golden table. But no one dared to ignore it. The suffocating yin energy on the other party made them feel worshipped.

"Sit." Qin Ye pressed his hands, Benson and his group walked to the golden round table and sat down crampedly.

No one spoke. Qin Ye looked everyone deep and then said in a deep voice: "Tell me... your decision."

Benson stood up and bowed again: "Dear Your Excellency, can you please answer our two questions?"

As expected... Qin Ye nodded indifferently: "Say."

Benson said: "First, what do you need us to do? How dangerous is it?"

Qin Ye glanced at them and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as this sentence came out, he knew that the other party was at least 70% likely to agree to him.

The only person who picks up the goods is the buyer, and they ask this question is also a sign of unsure in their hearts. They cannot get any guarantee, and the only guarantee is... Qin Ye is conscientious enough.

Only when they have enough conscience and hard enough to explain things, will they feel guilty if they exchange their lives.

Only by feeling guilty can the remaining ghosts arrive in China alive.

Very humble, so humble that he puts his life on the other person's conscience.

But it is also very dazzling. People with their own pursuits and goals are as bright as stars at any time.

The hall was silent for a moment. Just when Benson and the ghosts were worried, Qin Ye finally spoke: "On you."

He pointed to the top of his head: "It's Philadelphia, America."

"In the past ten days, many forces will arrive in Philadelphia. These include the two masters of the Human Masonic Society, the three Caribbean giants in the underworld, and the guardian of the Longineus gun of the Holy See. In addition, there are the Red Eagle Army and the Black Fir Army with ambiguous attitudes."

"I have four of the Duke ranks, and at least three of the Duke lords. There are countless evil spirits of all sizes." Qin Ye gently patted his shoulder, brushed off his black hair, and said in a deep voice: "The underworld army, Caribbean warships, navy, werewolf... can be called a group of demons dancing."

"Si..." As soon as the words fell, a chill sounded in the audience, and everyone's throats moved. The faces of the number of ghosts were pale. They almost supported their hands on the table, so that they could not sit down without their legs.

Four dukes, three lords! Countless Yinling Army!

These names are like mountains pressing on their backs, making their souls tremble. This is a big man they never dared to think of before! Compared to any party, they are all as small as ants.

I... can my ant really move these mountains?

One by one, from shock, loss of consciousness, to despair, and finally, they all looked at Qin Ye.

Qin Ye was also watching them, and after a few minutes, he

He withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

Although I was desperate, I didn't see any retreat.

This...is very good.

Benson took a few deep breaths, his voice almost trembling: "Then... how did you take away other ghosts?"

"I will personally discuss with the Queen of the Underworld and ask them to open the Internet. Take you back to the underworld in China through formal channels." Qin Ye withdrew his gaze and spoke solemnly: "In addition, I promise that if you do not die, you can directly enter the important department of the underworld in my country. If you die, your relatives and friends will receive the greatest preferential treatment in our country. Your tribe members will receive the best placement!"

His voice was noble and reserved, and he said slowly: "There is nothing to pay. If you want me to offend the two kings of Hell for you, you must pay for this king. This is fair."

Silent.

Some of the ghosts bit their lips tightly, and their minds collapsed just now were awakened by Qin Ye's beautiful promise. In one look, there were worries and hesitations, and some tried their best to make the future fortune and prosperity.

Only when the tip of the knife licks blood can there be flowers blooming.

"We promised you." Qin Ye did not urge him. After ten minutes, Benson spoke firmly: "We... are willing to give everything! In exchange for your promise!"

"Swear in the name of the Sun God!!"

This sentence spreads through the hall like ripples. Several ghosts around him gritted their teeth, with a sense of exhaustion. They said from the gaps of their teeth: "Swear in the name of the Sun God!!"

"Very good." Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, stood up, and licked his lips bloodthirstyly: "Now, I want to know all your trump cards and all the composition. From now on, there can only be one voice in this king."

"Yes." Since the decision was made, no one refuted, and the tsunami in the heart gradually subsided. Benson took several deep breaths, and the ghost fire spread out in his eyes, forming a map of flames.

"This place... is called the Lost Sun. It is the area where we stay." He pointed to the center and said.

There was a huge basin, outlining four pyramids. He pointed to the pyramid in the center and said, "I don't know who built them here. Maybe it was the ancestors who had arrived in the underworld but not the underworld. Here... The Queen of the Underworld did not know that it was the last refuge for our indigenous people."

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "Above our heads is a rupture of yin and yang. We call it 'Vicillo Pochtli'. It is one of the four suns, the clone of Lord Smoke Mirror."

"This rift is very unique. It is covered with cracks and is about to collapse anytime and anywhere, but it is in a strange balance. Here... it can enter and exit about three hundred ghosts at the same time."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Ye suddenly spoke: "How long has it been?"

Benson was stunned, but instinctively replied: "It's been a long time... the time is no longer clear. There are records since hundreds of years ago."

Qin Ye nodded slightly thoughtfully.

Another piece of debris was made up.

That is...why should Masonry use this as a place to suppress the sun god?

Because, this is a natural yin and yang crack! It is not their artificial "accident".

There is the biggest difference between this.

That is: attention deviation!

Just like a volcano, Mount Fuji, even if you know it is a volcano, how many people know it is actually an active volcano?

It will explode.

Just like now, this rift has been established for too long, and below is the last refuge for Indians, so... there is no ghost coming from here. Therefore, everyone will never pay too much attention to this place. And this... is born to be an excellent place to secretly go to Chen Cang!

Keeping all this in his heart, he continued, "Where is your troops?"

Benson Shin-sun made a gesture of asking: "Please."

Crazy... The door opened again. Qin Ye restrained his yin energy and followed them out.

Under the bright sunshine of the underworld, giant trees formed a forest, and in the continuous rainforest, several tall pyramids of the sun stood. Benson calmed down his voice and pointed to a place: "Please look here, sir."

Qin Ye looked up and saw a huge square array of tens of thousands of ghosts in the woods and on the hills!

They were wearing Indian clothes, holding spears and prismatic shields, and decorated with bone products. Any ghost was murderous.

This is not an army that has never seen blood... It is also that under the massive search of the Queen of the Underworld, they have fought countless times. This is enough to add another fire to the dangerous situation in Philadelphia!

"They are all our most elite warriors." Benson gritted his teeth and said, "The highest one is the viscount level, with a total of ten Yinling leaders. There are also one hundred baron-level Yinlings below. The others are knight-level Yinlings. This is the basis for us to escape from South America all the way here!"

"Sir, how about it?" A few seconds later, Benson seemed to let go and looked straight into Qin Ye's eyes: "This is our last trump card."

So, facing the three major forces, three gods of death, countless Yin soldiers, and Caribbean fleets, what do you need to do to get millet from the fire?

Qin Ye didn't speak.

The more you get to this point, the more you should not stick to the details. The closer you are, the more you should be cautious.

He has only one person.

The Masonic community, which has been holding up a lot of chips, the three Caribbean giants who have fought all the best, the Holy See, the Red Eagle Army with ambiguous attitudes, the Black Fir Army... If you want to laugh at the end of so many chaotic forces, you can only fill it with a lot of lives. These cannon fodders must buy him enough time!

Cannon fodder, at least you have to let the other party waste shells, right?

"Have you heard of the military formation?" He raised his hand, covered some light, and spoke calmly, as if saying: What did you eat in the afternoon.

Benson nodded: "I heard... this is what we want to get the most. If there is it... we will not suffer so many ghosts! But... the regular army of the New World is the Golden Sun Army Formation, which can be ranked among the top 20 in the world. This level of military formation... is not something we can get at all. Even if some low-level military formations are found, they will have no effect in front of it."

Qin Ye said calmly: "Then... have you heard of Wu Mu?"

Wu Mu?

All the ghosts were stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief.

"Wu...Wu Mu Army Formation?!"

"The top three Wu Mu military formations in the military formation?! Hasn't they been lost?!"

Qin Ye did not answer, lowered his head, looked at Benson with a stern look, but said with a smile: "If you were given to Wu Mu, how long can you... last?"

Benson gritted his teeth: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Ye turned around and looked at him and smiled.

The calm smile made Benson's soul tremble.
Chapter completed!