1215 Chapter 1214: Too Bad Luck (2/2)

Moreover, the territories of all ethnic groups, because of their different lifestyles and beliefs, are not only unequal in urban construction, but also intrinsically different in their surroundings.

Just as now, just passing through the surrounding environment, Dust Ling has seen that this is not a people's territory, but a ghost territory.

Black dead trees do not appear in the national territory, and the dense and numb trees surrounding them are all black dead trees.

Black Deadwood is a tree with a dark body and a hard texture, but the whole central world hundred people, only ghosts like black Deadwood, other races hate it very much, for the simple reason that black Deadwood releases black fog for a period of time each year, this view, so the rest of the race doesn't like it, or even hate it very much.

But ghosts are different, and ghosts are born to love living in the dark, so they are born to love black dead trees.

Falling into the ghost land, the dust color was ugly, while Xiao Dun also noticed the change in the dust face and stepped to him to ask.

“What's the matter? ”

“Looks like we're not very lucky. It's backwards.” Nor did Dusty hide it, sighing and saying.

“We're not in the people's land?” Xiao Dun also has a slight frown wrinkle.

“Oh, more than that, we're off to ghost territory, and ghosts are one of the worst races of relations with people.” Rumors, dust and bitter laughter.

Other races would be better, but the ghosts don't have to doubt it. Just let them know that the great emperor of the ghosts was definitely the first to kill, and that they were going to destroy the Holy Palace without any hesitation, because the Holy Palace was a power of the people.

“I just hope that people are rescued as soon as possible, otherwise things will be troublesome.” Dusty Ling concluded.

Soon it became known that this was a ghost territory, and at one point, tension began to spread rapidly among the high echelons of the Holy Palace.

Once again, Xiao Sheng gathered at the temple and looked down at the people and said, ”Gentlemen, now that the situation is clear, what should I do? ”

“Ancestor, since we are in ghost territory, can I wait for a step forward?” Hearing this, a holy man spoke.

And just as his voice fell, Dust Ling shook his head, “Impossible, the central world was already vast, now merging the four star realms, even bigger, it is impossible for me to wait in the ghost land, even if it takes at least half a month to get out of the ghost land at the speed of the saints, let alone the disciples below, the ghost tribe cannot give us so much time. ”

It is impossible to try to transfer while the ghost tribe is not paying attention. Rumor has it that the faces of the people have been condensed a little again. See, the dust has not sold off, but rather said directly.

“There is only one way to do this now: to stand by and to stand by until the Holy Arrival of the People, and then there will be the possibility of negotiation. ”

“Well, Son of Dust, how can you be sure that the great saints of the people will come to rescue you?” Hearing the dust, the Holy Father asked.

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