The stone platform is so huge that it looks like a mountain, towering into the sky, and when you look up, you can't even see the top of it!

Mo Xuan passed through the heavy black fog and stood in front of the stone platform like this, with a shocked look in his eyes!

Directly opposite Moxuan, three big characters are engraved on the stone platform...... Worship Jiangtai!

Three big characters, arranged in a vertical row, are as high as the stone platform, magnificent, and overwhelming!

Just by looking at it, Mo Xuan could feel the murderous aura in his face in the three words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This word, I don't know who engraved it, the iron pen and silver hook are depicted, the breath is amazing, every stroke has a unique charm, people seem to be immersed in the battlefield after a long time, and even can hear the sound of shouting and killing!

This is the worship of the generals, just the three words on it, all have an extraordinary military charm, unfathomable!

The whole worship platform, showing a deep black, is carved out of stone, huge, I don't know what the material is, giving people an incomparably hard feeling.

The banded black mist around this is the breath emitted by the Baijiangtai, which envelops the four directions, making it impossible to see its appearance from a distance, which is extremely mysterious!

After truly facing the general's platform, Mo Xuan can fully feel its majesty!

An incomparably rich vast aura emanated from it, sweeping all directions, extremely ancient and depressing!

In this field, there is not a single grass growing, and there is a killing aura that has been handed down from ancient times to the present day to envelop all directions, making it difficult for plants and trees to survive!

This aura of slaughter is the residual breath of the people who have ascended the platform from ancient times to the present, and they are all outstanding generals, and the residual breath is naturally terrifying.

Mo Xuan was stunned, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly stepped forward and approached the worship platform!

He reached out and touched the worship platform, and put his palm on it, feeling cold to the touch, as if it was placed on a huge ice stone, even if he was a monk, he still felt piercing!

It's no wonder that the black fog around is so cold, it turns out that the worship platform itself is so piercing!

"Huh?"

He was curious about the material of this worship platform, and suddenly Mo Xuan frowned, a little surprised.

He actually showed a crack on the worship platform!

What an amazing thing this is, you know, the worship platform is the ancient kingdom of the gods, it can be described as indestructible, how can it crack?

Mo Xuan faintly felt that something was wrong, and his eyes couldn't help but look at this crack.

The crack is the thickness of an adult's arm, spreading from the top to the bottom, running through the entire Baijiangtai.

Compared to the entire Baijiangtai, this crack can only be regarded as a small crack, but the meaning it represents is not small at all!

"Isn't it ...... The worship platform has been destroyed!" Mo Xuan couldn't help but guess, praying in his heart not to do this!

If the platform has been destroyed, then what is the point of his hard work to get here!

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan couldn't help but feel apprehensive, and immediately observed around the worship platform!

This observation made Mo Xuan's heart cold thoroughly!

He carefully circled around the general Taizai, and found that the direction he had first arrived in had the lightest cracks, and in other directions, huge cracks abounded.

Most of the cracks are more than ten zhang wide, and they all extend from the top to the bottom, so on the whole, Baijiangtai is divided, but it has not completely collapsed.

These cracks are not difficult to appear, but Mo Xuan was a little far away before, and his attention was focused on the three words "Bai Jiangtai", so he didn't notice it.

Now he's noticed, but nothing has changed!

This fact made Mo Xuan want to cry without tears, and he couldn't wait to slap himself!

He felt that he was really a crow's mouth, afraid of anything!

Mo Xuan was depressed for a while, but there was still some hope in his heart, and he didn't give up!

"Perhaps...... There is still any residual power in the worship platform, isn't this not collapsed yet!" Mo Xuan comforted himself, looking at the top of the worship platform above!

He plans to go up to the worship platform to see if it is damaged and useless, and he has to go up to find out!

"Whirring ......"

Mo Xuan thought of it, and acted quickly, flicking his sleeve robe, and the robe hunter rushed to the top of the worship platform!

"Bang Bang ......"

The soles of his feet are windy, stepping on the stone surface of the worship platform and rushing up, walking like flying, even if the body is horizontal, it doesn't matter, it is still stable!

After touching a stick of incense, Mo Xuan took a long leap, rolled up in the air, and when he fell, he was already standing firmly on the top of the worship platform.

After reaching the top, Mo Xuan immediately paid attention to what was on the top of the platform.

This sight made him extremely frightened.

I saw that the top of the worship platform was smooth and broad, as if it was cut off with a knife, without the slightest trace of repair, it was natural, like black jade, which was amazing!

It's just that a paw print spoils this natural feeling, which is a pity!

This is an incomparably huge paw print, more than ten miles long, like a tiger's claw traces, but also like a bear claw traces, with Mo Xuan's experience of hunting all day long in the past, he can't tell what kind of beast's paw prints this is.

This claw slammed into the center of the Baijiangtai, leaving a huge crater, and all the cracks spread out from this hole.

If you look down from above, you will see that with the traces of the beast's claws as the center, countless cracks spread densely, making the entire Baijiangtai crack and close to the edge of collapse.

"What a terrifying aura, just a paw print, how can it be so terrifying!" Mo Xuan stared at the huge paw print, and suddenly felt that there was an endless murderous aura coming to his face, which made him want to break his soul, and frightened him to quickly withdraw his gaze.

Just by looking at it, you can't bear that kind of breath, this war beast that left paw prints is simply unimaginable!

Then Mo Xuan appeared, this paw print is very peculiar, if you deliberately observe it, you will be drawn by the remaining mysteries of the military path in it, and it is easy to fall into a situation from which you will never recover!

But if you just look at it twice, then it's not a big problem, nothing changes.

Mo Xuan couldn't figure out this difference, he couldn't explain it, and in the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that the existence of the paw prints was too terrifying and unfathomable, and it was beyond his ability to figure it out.

After realizing the horror of this paw print, Mo Xuan didn't dare to study it anymore, and instead walked on the worship platform!

He still didn't give up, he wanted to try to move around, would there be any changes!

However, the result was already predestined, and Mo Xuan took a few steps, and nothing changed except for a small number of cracks that widened again.

The sound of the crack widening startled Mo Xuan, causing Mo Xuan to pause instantly, not daring to move, for fear that the platform would collapse.

Baijiangtai was already cracked, almost torn apart, if Mo Xuan continued to walk around, it was very likely to become the last straw that crushed the camel!

"Alas...... It's been a long day, and I'm busy working in vain!" After stopping, Mo Xuan let out a long sigh with helplessness.

He has heard the miraculous legend of Baijiangtai for a long time, and naturally has great expectations for Baijiangtai.

After actually stepping onto the podium at this moment, but now it is such a result, I naturally feel disappointed!

Disappointment is disappointment, Mo Xuan has always taken it and put it down, and he is not an insatiable person.

His harvest in the ancient general's tower is rich enough, he has forged his body, broken through the realm, and mastered a supreme art of war, which is hard to come by.

Even if the worship platform has been destroyed, Mo Xuan can't realize its wonderful use, and this trip is still huge!

So after a little regret, Mo Xuan quickly cleaned up his mood and returned to normal!

After his mentality recovered, Mo Xuan was no longer so entangled in worshipping the generals, he stood on the top of the stage, looking down on the world below!

At this time, he was stunned, and the projections of the Great War of the Ancient Ancients that he had seen along the way had all disappeared!

There are still corpses all over the field, and the bones are piled up into mountains, which are tragic and boundless, and the horror of the war remains in the past!

As far as the eye could see, the vast land was vast and boundless, and for a while, a wave of pride and ambition burst out in Mo Xuan's chest!

"One will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither!"

Mo Xuan couldn't help but sigh and muttered to himself, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes.

Standing on this worship platform, the endless corpses and dry bones below seemed to be surrounding Mo Xuan, which made him involuntarily sigh!

Looking down from above, layers of dry bones paved the road to Baijiangtai, which seems to tell the hardships of the road to Chengjiang, full of bloody wind and rain.

Although Mo Xuan is not very old, standing here, like climbing to the top of all beings, he still has that kind of emotion.

This is an emotional infection, and it is the remnants of those ancient gods who remain on the ancient general's platform, which touches Mo Xuan.

Vaguely, Mo Xuan seemed to see some pictures of the past from the thin clouds, all of which were fragments and incomplete, but he could still get a glimpse of the grand scene when the worship platform was intact.

This now aroused Mo Xuan's great interest, and his gaze fell on the clouds.

He saw one scene after another of the grand occasion of the waiting for the generals, all of them were young and arrogant, all of them were heroic, and their spirits were vigorous, almost every one of them was no less than the current Mo Xuan.

They are the heroes who ascended to the platform in various periods, and they were all in the spotlight during that period, radiating dazzling light.

Every time you take the stage, there are endless soldiers cheering and bowing down to it, which can be described as infinite scenery!

The coronation ceremony is even more gorgeous, the sky is full of colorful clouds, dragon-shaped war beasts surround the surroundings, and there are cranes soaring, and finally the crown is carried by the goshawk!

During the whole process, there was fairy music resounding in the void in all directions, and the ground was gushing with sweet springs, so the soldiers could also get huge benefits!

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the grand ceremony, it is a fragmented picture, so Mo Xuan can only see so much, and if you want to look closely, the picture has disappeared.

Similar mutilated images flickered continuously, allowing Mo Xuan to fully appreciate the strength of the Kingdom of God.

Just a junior broke through the Ancient General Tower, and it was so grand, you can imagine how strong the ancient kingdom of God was in its heyday.