The realm of becoming a god in the last days

The gloomy and deserted cemetery is terribly silent. Whether it is the howling wind or the tumbling sand and stones, all sounds seem to be swallowed by this evil space, and only dead things remain.

On the forest green land, apart from countless raised hills arranged in different ways, you can see black and green crystals shining on the ground whenever the dust is flying, revealing a strange light.

The noisy echo inside the stone gate made his head ache. Before he could see the specific shape of the crystal, Ling Yuan teleported over and took the spar in his hand.

"Aboriginal stone crystals, the more life and death condense the aboriginal! Black is the soul, green is the soul, the darker the color represents the stronger the dead, and those who can form stone crystals are all strong people above the life and death realm!"

Ling Yuan breathed a little eagerly, his gaze shone like a torch, and the spar the size of a thumb represented the power beyond the realm of life and death. The piece in his hand was almost as big as half a baby's fist!He couldn't believe it all.

The cemetery seems to be endless. Looking carefully, countless fine black and green crystals flicker.

How many people were buried here, and how did such a strong man die?

The icy light shone on the body like a needle prick, and Ling Yuan raised his head abruptly, his brain twitched.

At a height of [-] meters above, a huge black crystal is embedded in the rock, covering almost the entire dome. It still exudes the majesty of the king and shines brightly in the endless years.

Ling Yuan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.His lips trembled, and the horror in his eyes couldn't be added.

What kind of strong man can have such a huge soul, and can condense such a huge primordial stone crystal?

What kind of encounter caused such a strong person to die?

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan suddenly became interested in the so-called battle of gods.

At the end of the cemetery is a vast ocean, stretching as far as the eye can see.

To move forward, one must pass through the cemetery.

The dilapidated stele is full of traces of time, and the inner side can be seen as crystal clear as gemstones at the broken cracks, shining faintly with fluorescence, as if silently defending its own immortal will and praising a buried glorious era.

Under the abyss, there appeared out of thin air the stone gates of the cave, the ancient ferocious beasts in captivity, and the cemetery of the dead, all of which seemed to be buried ancient mysteries.

The land of the God Ruins lies in the barrenness.

Bury the ancient times, carry the years, and the glory will last forever.

Ling Yuan caressed the inscription on the inscription, it was a strange text, but he seemed to be able to understand the meaning.

"Shen Zhan was reorganized, and died in Zifeng Mountain. Feng Lin understood, and my lord will last forever."

In just four sentences, Ling Yuan only understood half of it. After the reorganization, Feng Lin didn’t even know what it was. He always felt that the preface didn’t match the postscript. .

Even though I wrote it, I still don't know who it is.Ling Yuan took a deep breath, retracted his hand, and instantly the inscription became unintelligible again.Only then did Ling Yuan understand that it is really a convenient design to be able to read ancient characters by putting his hand on it.

I couldn't help looking through multiple tombstones, but they all had different sentences, and I still didn't know what they meant.However, what is inexplicably the same is that at the end of all the inscriptions, they all have the same ending.

My Lord lives forever.

Walking among the rows of tombstones, Ling Yuan felt a little nervous.Due to the mutation of his body, he could see all kinds of lonely ghosts. He thought that there should be endless ghosts floating in the cemetery, but so far, there are not even half a ghost.

Could it be said that the years have worn away the soul, and even the resentment and evil spirit have been removed?

In other words, there was not a single dead person buried in this cemetery?

impossible!

Walking to the depths, there are still no ghosts at all, and the hair-raising cold is pervasive. The entire cemetery is obviously not dark, but it seems that all the roads are blocked.

Half an hour later, Ling Yuan was still walking through the cemetery.

"Could it be that this is a maze?"

There is a no-air ban in this cemetery, and flying is not allowed.However, Ling Yuan didn't think about flying over, over the dead, ignoring the glory of the dead, and regarded it as ominous.When you arrive at the cemetery, even if you don't know each other, you must have the minimum respect.

If a ghost really comes out, it is still impossible to know which realm it is in. To be honest, Ling Yuan has no idea.

The cold wind filled the entire space, and the unknown black vines swayed from side to side. In the dead silence, I couldn't even hear my own breathing and heartbeat.

Ling Yuan walked unhurriedly, even his senses were a little dazed under the cold, he put his hand on the stone tablet and thought about the strange but familiar stone tablet in front of him, his feet suddenly stopped when he was about to step forward.He turned his head to look at the inscription on the stele under his hand, and his pupils were stunned for a moment.

"Shenxu was reorganized, and died in Zifeng Mountain in battle. Fenglin understood, and my lord will last forever."

Ling Yuan couldn't help taking a few steps back, he couldn't believe what he saw.

That is to say, back to the original place.

He suddenly looked back at the previous stone gate, only to find that there was nothing behind him except the endless stone tablet...

The barren stone tablet seemed to be moving at a strange frequency, surrounding the people inside.

What is going on, I should not disturb the sleeping dead spirit.Be careful, hide your energy, and even cut off the connection with this space.

It is impossible to know when it was strayed into the maze.

Is it...

Ling Yuan frowned, took out the Primordial Stone Crystal, frowned and looked at it for a few times, but now there was an evil aura emanating from it, which seemed to be integrated with the whole space.

Reminiscent of the location of the burial site, and replaying the distribution of the previous stone crystals in his mind, Ling Yuan almost jumped up.

This is a taboo array condensed with countless primordial stone crystals and the top black crystal, the resting place of sleeping spirits, annihilating all vitality.Once activated, it kills the defiler and drives away the living.

Dead space doesn't need living things!

Ling Yuan put the Taichu Shijing on the ground, and said: "Seniors, this junior didn't mean to disturb you, it was just an unintentional mistake just now, I sincerely apologize, please forgive me."

There was still no fluctuation in the dead space, as if Ling Yuan was dumb, opening his mouth and saying nothing.

However, the surging fog swept over in an instant, and the dizziness that almost stopped the heartbeat finally disappeared. Ling Yuan let out a long sigh of relief, just as he felt that it was lucky to find out early, and the dead in this cemetery were still reasonable. Dissipated, Ling Yuan trembled all over, and took a breath.

A total of ten eerie white skeletons emerged from the mist, with black soul fires beating in their pitch-black eye sockets, and each of them held a huge eerie white bone knife, which was extremely chilling.

Ling Yuan's face was solemn, and there was a string in his head that was throbbing in pain.

If there is a killing spree here, it will really disturb these great gods, even if Ling Yuan's dark creatures are so dark and glowing, they will inevitably be directly killed.Even a dead soul is a dead soul above the life-death realm, far beyond what he can achieve.

The ten skeletons were ready to go, and the forest-white bone knives over three meters long slashed across the ground, and a long and deep gully appeared in an instant, and moved to Ling Yuan almost instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the Senbai blade brushed close to the tip of his nose. Ling Yuan's body was bowed and barely escaped the attack. He instantly gathered energy in the palm of his hand, forming a transparent wind blade about half a meter long. Countless small wind blows The blade flew out obliquely and hit the latest charging skeleton.

The latter was knocked into the air, hit the ground and was pierced by countless soil thorns, instantly forming a cage and imprisoning him.

Countless soil thorns protrude from the ground, but they can't stop the approaching skeletons. The white bone knife is made of unknown material, it is extremely hard, and can easily penetrate ten centimeters of compressed dense soil!

Blocking the simultaneous attacks of the five bone knives, Ling Yuan took the opportunity to teleport behind the leftmost skeleton, and slashed at the back of its neck with both hands gathering the blade.

The moment they hit each other, sparks shot out.

"so hard!"

Ling Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, "How about this, it still can't be split!"

The dark electric arc flickered on the transparent blade, and the faint breath of thunder made the soul fire in the skull tremble.With the blessing of thunder and lightning, the sharp blade instantly cut the skeleton like cutting tofu, and Bai Sensen's skull rolled to the ground.

Ling Yuan flew out, and the standing skeleton body fell out, with several ribs broken.

Stopping the bone claws rushing towards the front door, lightning flashed, and Ling Yuan went straight forward with a ferocious expression.The blade with black arcs split the skeleton upwards along the arm, and even the white skull was divided into two!

The black bone fire flickered and merged into the lightning light, and a cyclone emerged around the transparent wind blade, and the energy surged.

Ling Yuan looked at the change of the wind blade in his hand in surprise, and then looked at Senbai's skeleton, and his eyes became fiery.

It can absorb soul fire to evolve!

Condensing the wind blade into the palm of the hand to transform the sword is the method that Ling Yuan thought of in an emergency. He has been using it to slightly change the trajectory of Fengchijue's Yuanli movement, but he is quite proficient. Now it is necessary to integrate thunder and lightning into it, but let the blade It is much sharper, with a hint of thunder and lightning deterrence, and its power is multiplied.

But this newly discovered skill can actually absorb the evolution of soul fire, which is completely unexpected.

Now Ling Yuan urgently needs to know where the limit of evolution is. If it can increase infinitely, it will be like a magic weapon.

Ling Yuan was short of breath, his eyes flashed, his movements were more than twice as fast again, he crossed his hands and slashed at all the skeletons, the bones were broken all over the sky, and the soul fire merged into his hand blades again and again. When the last skeleton was cut, the hard bones were cut like tofu, without any barrier at all.

The broken limbs and broken bones paved the ground, and the cold and barren cemetery finally looked normal.

Ling Yuan walked to the skeleton that fell first, the latter trembled under the suppression of the sky thunder, and then flickered suddenly.

The earth-thorn cage shattered, and the white skeleton jumped up, completely ignoring the air-restricting magic circle. The bone knife inserted not far away trembled, rose from the ground, and appeared in the skeleton's hand in an instant.

An energy fluctuation that completely surpassed all the previous skeletons swayed in the space, and Ling Yuan suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then looked up at the sky vigilantly, and suddenly a light flashed.

The huge bone knife of the skeleton suddenly appeared half an inch from the tip of the nose!

Ling Yuan backed away, lowered his body to avoid the sharp blade of light, his pupils narrowed slightly, and the skull actually teleported in front of him, the pitch-black soul fire rolled and danced, his upper and lower jaws kept closing, and there was no sound, but Ling Yuan seemed to be able to hear it. to the sound of it laughing.

too fast!

The sharp claws of the skeleton attacked directly, piercing through Ling Yuan's abdomen in an instant, blood spurted out, and the severe pain directly spread to the nerve endings of the brain, almost convulsive.

Ling Yuan grabbed the bone claw stirring in his abdomen, gritted his teeth and pulled it out, the blade covered with black arc instantly ignited and slashed fiercely towards the claw he was holding.

The flames were shining, but there was no sign of breaking.Above the gloomy eye sockets of the skeleton, a red light ignited, shining with a strange light, showing a different mark from ordinary skeletons.

Immediately afterwards, a shortened bone knife pierced the back of the heart.

Ling Yuan let out a cold snort, and the five wind blades merged into one body and knocked away the bone knife, holding the bone's arm tightly, lightning flashed, and he fell out suddenly.

Too strong, not a class at all!

The three-meter-long bone knife is only suitable for long-distance attack. Once it is close, the skeleton will die.Unexpectedly, this red rune skull, which is obviously taller than ordinary skeletons, is not only physically tough, but can even shorten the bone knife at will.

The skeleton was thrown out, dust was flying not far away, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Ling Yuan clutched his abdomen, the broken rib stabbed the liver, purple blood flowed out, the wound was extremely grim.The wood element is running in the body, but it seems to be imprisoned, and the healing technique is extremely laborious.

"The Yin Qi is too heavy, does it inhibit the blood from clotting? Damn it."

His breathing was heavy, and this pain was nothing to Ling Yuan. He stared vigilantly at the dust-covered place, and the wind blades swirled around, undulating up and down.

There is no sound, even if the enemy quickly teleports behind him, there will be no blasting sound.

The consciousness cannot be used indiscriminately. Once the sleeping dead spirit wakes up, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous.

The danger warning sent chills down his spine, Ling Yuan turned around abruptly, and blocked the bone blade cutting towards the back of his neck within one-tenth of a second, a huge energy wave spread out, and the surrounding mud suddenly exploded.

Ling Yuan resisted the attack and retreated nearly five meters before barely stopping.

The dark elements flooded the whole body, and endless black electric arcs flickered on the body surface, scattered outwards, shocked the ground, and stirred up a thousand layers of earth waves.

"Go to hell!"

Ling Yuan's face was ferocious, and the electric light extended to the skeleton's body through the knife in his hand. The flood of electric light made it lose its ability to move.The endless dark elements shining in the soul fire dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and partly merged into the wind blade, arousing countless wind blades to explode inside and outside its body, and the white skeleton turned into bone fragments in an instant.

Huge energy fluctuations spread out in all directions, and the land within a radius of five meters exploded suddenly, and layers of soil rolled over, blinding everyone's sight.

The blood flow slowed down and the wound gradually healed. An inexplicable and powerful fear swept Ling Yuan's mind instantly, and his heart beat at a strong frequency.

The mist cleared, and the vast area was illuminated by endless dots of light. The ground trembled at a certain frequency. There was no sound, but it was still like thousands of troops galloping.

When he could finally see clearly, Ling Yuan trembled, only two big words remained in his mind.

It’s over.

The range of vision is full of eerie white skeletons, arranged neatly and endlessly, all of which are all white bone giant blades, exuding endless power.

What was creepy was that the rows of skeletons had red and blue stripes on their foreheads, and the red-striped skeletons that caught Ling Yuan by surprise were all lined up behind the blue-striped skulls, bowing their heads in submission.

Ling Yuan was the only one among the mighty skeleton army.

**

There is only darkness around this gloomy cemetery, and even the sea that could see waves before is gone.

In the endless darkness, a figure was walking towards this direction, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, and a strand of bright red hair on his forehead shone brightly in the darkness, and slowly faded away.

It looks very coquettish and mysterious in the dark.

The young man walked briskly, as if he didn't put his eyes down on anything.

"Ah, ah, my friend is in danger... It's time for me to make an appearance... Hehe..."

As the tone of the last words twisted strangely, the voice spread out mysteriously, like the echo of a ghost.An evil light flashed on his handsome face, and even his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty cold light.

It was fleeting, and it returned to a gentle smile.

The author has something to say: who will come out, did Mirasan guess? ? ?Hoho~~~ Rabbit Shousang~~