Having just experienced despair, Qian Yesha no longer seemed so extreme. He must calm down now to make a better judgment!

What's more, he has twenty-four hours left, and the Rakshasa Temple has been found, and he firmly believes that there is no way out for heaven!

"Sha, my mother said that only the river water can resolve my cousin's Rakshasa grudges, but why did it dry up?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Maybe the weather is too hot!" Qian Yesha joked, "The river evaporated!"

Qian Yesha said this sentence and he didn't even believe it. The river in the temple would naturally evaporate, which was a big deal!

However, he wants Qian Renxue to be happy, which is the most important thing!

When Qian Renxue heard this, she immediately pursed her lips and said, "Sha, you are getting more and more humorous!"

"Okay, let's not kidding anymore. Let's enter the temple. I believe we can get the answer inside!" Qian Yesha said, while holding Qian Renxue's fingers tightly and walking towards the hall.

This hall is bronze in color. Although there is no moss on it, it does have traces of vicissitudes of time and extremely mottled.

In front of the hall is a bronze door engraved with patterns. On the left is a Rakshasa god pattern that is the same as on the stone wall before. On the right is a woman. She holds a giant sickle and looks a bit similar to Bibidong, the mother of Qianyesha!

As the two of them approached the bronze door, the door opened in the middle with a loud bang.

At the same time, the torches inside the hall ignited themselves, revealing the true appearance of the hall. In the center of the hall is a majestic statue of the Rakshasa god. He waved the giant sickle in his hand and looked extremely majestic!

There are stone walls built in bronze around them, and lifelike pictures are carved on them.

However, at this time, the hall was extremely quiet and seemed to be empty.

Qian Yesha wanted to explore this place through soul perception, but then he realized that his spiritual realm had lost its effect at this moment!

"Swish!"

At this moment, a sharp and harsh bird song echoed in the hall. Under the gaze of Qian Yesha and the other two, a black bird, like a crow, suddenly flew into the hall and landed on the giant sickle of the statue of the Rakshasa God.

"Sha, how come there are birds here?" Qian Renxue asked in surprise.

"...I don't know this either." Qian Yesha shook his head bitterly.

"You are the bird!" At this time, the crow actually spoke, "I am the guardian of the Rakshasa Temple, the black-footed black chicken, so I am a chicken, not a bird!"

"..." Hearing this, Qian Yesha was stunned and Qian Renxue even laughed.

"Mr. Wuji, can you ask why the river in front of the Rakshasa Temple has dried up?" Qian Yesha asked.

"I don't need to answer any questions!" said the black chicken coldly, "Unless it is the person chosen by the great Rakshasa God!"

"Do you know this?" Qian Yesha frowned and showed the Rakshasa secret order.

"Know, it belongs to Lord Bibidong!" Wu Ji replied, "But even so, you are not chosen by God. Go back wherever you come from!"

Qian Yeyesha was angry, but he suppressed his anger and said, "Mr. Wuji. Bibidong is my mother. We are here to save people from the river!"

"You are not!" Wu Ji replied, "There is no blood in your body that Master Bibi Dong!"

Then Wu Ji looked at Qian Renxue and said, "She is! It's a pity that she has angel blood in her body, so she is destined to be unable to become the choice of Lord Rakshasa God!"

"So, please come back!"

Hearing the words of the black-footed black chicken, Qian Yesha suddenly became angry. He would not be able to give up without getting the river water!

So, a black energy surged out of his body, and then he turned into a stream of light and came to the black-footed black chicken, and his right hand tightly pressed towards the latter's neck!

"Sha!" Seeing Qian Yesha's impulsive behavior, Qian Renxue said with some concern.

However, Qian Yesha still said coldly, "Take the river water, otherwise I will kill you!"

"You... dare you disrespect the guardians of God, and aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Wu Ji said coldly.

"Why don't you dare? Do you know the three-headed hellhound? It is also the guardian of the gods, and I still killed them!" Qian Yesha said angrily.

"You killed the three hellhounds?" Wu Ji said in surprise.

"Of course, I'll give you three seconds to consider. After three seconds, you will be a corpse!" Qian Yesha's eyes were like lightning.

"No! No! No!" Wu Ji shook her head and said, "You are the second person waiting for Lord Rakshasa. Let go of me!"

"You'd better not play tricks!" Qian Yesha shouted.

"I dare not, I dare not! Sir, even if I have ten chicken courage in front of you, I dare not!" said the black-footed black chicken quickly.

Qian Yesha then made him doubtful and let go of the black-footed black chicken's neck.

I saw the black-footed black chicken turning into a black light and falling on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a black robe appeared in the black light.

His cheeks were sunken, his skin was full of wrinkles, but he had black and shiny hair.

"The black-footed black chicken pays homage to the God-Selected Lord!" The old man knelt directly to Qianyesha.

"What's going on?" Qian Yesha said in a little confused.

"The Lord Rakshasa God has instructed me that the three-headed hellhound will suffer disasters in the near future. Those who kill it will obtain its soul ring and soul bones and be qualified for the Rakshasa God Test!" The black-footed black chicken replied.

"Why is this?" Qian Yesha asked.

"Because of hatred! The three-headed hell is produced by evil forces. Only deeper evil can kill it!" Black-footed black chicken replied.

Qian Yesha immediately woke up and realized that the evil power of the black-footed black chicken finger was naturally Lucifer's energy!

However, he couldn't think so much for the time being, and asked directly at the black-footed black chicken, "Can you tell me the reason for the drying of the river in front of the palace?"

"Because of the lack of evil power, the river in front of the door is called the source of evil!" The black-footed black chicken replied, "However, Lord God-Selected, since you can kill the three-headed hellhound, your evil power will surely awaken it again!"

"That's great!" Qian Yesha glanced at Qian Renxue and was overjoyed at the heretic, "What should I do!"

"You only need to inject evil power into the divine eyes of the statue of Lord Rakshasa God to awaken the source of evil!" The black-footed black chicken pointed to the statue's eyes and said.

"Simple!" Qian Yesha smiled excitedly and then shouted, "Lucyfil, possessed!"

Accompanied by Qian Yesha's sudden shout, Lucifer's huge phantom appeared from behind, and at the same time, the power of depravity began to condense between his palms!

"It's indeed evil enough!" Black-footed Black Chicken said in a sequel.

Immediately, with the thoughts of Qianyesha, the power filled his palms injected into the eyes of the statue of the Rakshasa God!

You can see that a red light lit up in the eyes of the Rakshasa god, and the whole thing began to shine with a mysterious light!

Immediately afterwards, outside the Rakshasa Temple, the dry river began to reappear, and some red river water began to flow and appear!

"It's great, it's successful, evil!" Qian Renxue looked at the flowing river and said excitedly.

However, the black-footed black chicken shook his head, "No, Lord God Selected, the red river means that you have received the initial recognition of the Rakshasa God, but it is not fundamental evil!"
Chapter completed!