Bald Man held the little leader of the demon tribe in his hand like a captured monkey, letting it struggle desperately, but it could not escape from Bald Man's grasp.

As for the rest of the demon tribe, they had long been frightened by Bald Man's violent methods. They all drooped their heads and did not dare to look directly at Bald Man, let alone risk their lives for their leader.

"I'm asking again, but no one answers, so I'll tear him in two." The bald man scolded fiercely: "Tell me where the Pluto is."

The rest of the demon clan remained silent. The leader was afraid that Bald Man would really kill him, so he hurriedly said loudly: "I know, I know, there is a Hades ship at the Shaman's Office not far ahead. From here, anyone who enters the Sea of ​​Hades will be killed."

It requires Wu Si’s approval.”

"Wusi? What kind of bastard is Wusi? Tell me his name." The bald man muttered.

As a result, when the bald man asked this question, the demon tribe became even more silent. Even the little leader who was afraid of death hesitated to speak and looked embarrassed.

"Brother, I know." The demon tribe did not dare to speak, but the leader of the ghost tribe on the side volunteered to speak.

First of all, the demon clan and the ghost clan have been fighting for a long time. The ghost clan is at a disadvantage and is often bullied. Now someone beats the demon clan leader and vents their anger. In line with the principle that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, they are willing to speak out.

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Secondly, he saw that Bald Man and I were ghosts with human faces, probably from the ghost clan, so he felt a sense of intimacy with us.

"This sorcerer is the chief priest of the demon clan. He has been here for who knows how many years. The ships leading to the underworld are indeed in his hands."

The bald man said to the little leader who was holding the bag in his hand: "Is this old ghost telling the truth?"

The bald man asked coldly, and the little leader of the demon clan did not dare not answer, so he could only whisper: "It's absolutely true, but Wu Si is a red demon, and we usually don't dare to cross the wiring in front."

"What about red mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, and chicken stewed mushrooms?" the bald man said disdainfully.

I explained: "It is said that among the demons, there were originally four levels, namely gold, red and black gray. The golden demon represents the princes, the red demon represents the witch priest, the black demon represents the warriors, and the gray demon represents the common people and slaves. Well, just like them

.However, after the war between gods and demons, the number of demons in the world was less than one-tenth, and subsequently, the hierarchical system ceased to exist."

"So that's it, but Grandma's claws, this system is no longer there, why does he still dominate and own thousands of hectares of land?" The bald man scolded: "This kind of thing, when the Five March Army went to Beiju Luzhou

Didn’t you kill him?"

"The good man has lost his mind." The leader of the ghost clan said: "This sorcerer is very cunning. Doesn't the Five Marching Army emphasize the equality of the five races? Therefore, as soon as the Five Marching Army landed on the island, he immediately jumped out and expressed his support for the Five Marching Army.

, saved his life. But as soon as the Five March Army left, the old guy returned to his normal state. This guy was very domineering. The people around him, whether they were demons, ghosts or monsters, had to pay regular tribute to him. What kind of spiritual beads and magic weapons were there?

, no matter how beautiful the sun or the moon is, he will not reject anyone who comes."

The leader of the demon clan who was being carried whispered: "That's true. Although we are also demon clan, we have been exploited by him."

The bald man threw the little leader of the demon clan to the ground and said with a groan: "I am born to be a rebel, and I love to fight against the rich to divide the land. If any of you are willing to lead the way, I will rip off this old man's head and use it as a ball."

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After all, when it comes to taking action, neither the demons nor the ghosts dare to say anything. After all, if the wizard escapes another disaster in the end, who will lead the way and not be punished in the future?

I said calmly: "Forget it, don't make it difficult for them. It's better for you and me to go there in person."

The bald man looked at them with disgust and said: "You are bullied for no reason. You are born to be servile. If they don't ride on your head, who else will they ride on?"

"It's easy for these two warriors." The leader of the ghost tribe said with a helpless smile: "We are just the lowest level of peddlers and lackeys. We have no lofty ambitions and are just surviving. Just like when the Fifth Army came, we really thought it was dawn.

You don’t have to be bullied anymore, but what’s the result? The rumored magical carrot is just a fake tiger, and it disappears without a trace in an instant. We are still at the bottom. We are still the ones being called around."

"Fake tiger? Your vision is only as big as a strawberry seed. You know nothing. My Lord Bu..."

"Bald man!" I shook my head and said, "Let's go."

Since ancient times, when you become a king or lose a bandit, everyone in the world looks at the outcome. Who cares what you have gone through.

Baldy and I continued walking forward and set foot on the sorcerer's territory.

In the distance, the huge waves of the North Sea of ​​Hell can already be seen, and the howling and biting cold wind blows in the face.

"Whoosh".

Suddenly, a sentry arrow shot over without any warning.

The bald man leaped into the air and grasped the whistle arrow aimed at the door in his palm.

"It's a small trick, but you're plotting against me? Get out of here!" The bald man turned the arrow around and shot it out with a snap.

There was a sudden scream in the mist in the distance. Then, seven or eight demon soldiers holding ice blades came out and fought bravely.

The bald man grinned and said, "Are you going to die one by one, or do you come together?"

Those demon warriors were about to take action when they suddenly heard an old man saying hurriedly: "Don't take action! How many times have I told you not to be reckless? The visitor is a guest, how dare you wield a knife or a gun at someone?"

As he spoke, an old man with a purple beard slowly walked out.

There is no doubt that this person is a demon, and his spirit is strong, and his cultivation level is indeed incomparable to those of the common people who are ghosts and demons.

When the bald man saw this man, he was about to retaliate. Unexpectedly, the old man immediately bowed and said: "Two guests have come from afar, and I should not offend you for no reason. As the master of this place, I indulge my subordinates.

If you die, if you die, I will hold your hands and apologize."

After saying that, he bowed and bowed three times.

The bald man and I were stunned, what was this old guy doing? He was being too polite. The originally angry mood was suddenly suppressed.

"Master Bu, why is it different from the legend?" The bald man whispered: "If you don't reach out and hit the smiling man, this guy will kneel down..."

I know people well but don’t know their hearts. How can I tolerate him just because I bow to him?

"Get up!" I said indifferently: "I won't go around in circles with you. We two brothers are going to the North Sea for a trip. We need a Hades ship. I don't know if you can make it happen."

"Of course." Unexpectedly, the old man agreed without thinking. While calling his men to prepare the Hades ship, he said with great sincerity: "The old man is a ferryman in this bitter cold land in the north. He prepares food for guests coming and going.

The ship is my responsibility. If you two are not in a hurry, you can go to the humble cabin to have a talk. If you are in a hurry, you can go to sea immediately."
Chapter completed!