The stone door leading to the thirty-first floor was tightly closed, and there seemed to be a wild beast inside, as if it was connected to the netherworld, revealing wisps of strange aura.

"Bang!"

The stone door was blasted open by the spirit treasure, revealing the world behind the door.

Ahead, there was darkness, and the sound of rain came, like a real big world, and there were blurred figures walking around in the night rain.

It's weird inside, there are living things, and there is a chain of order gods that are dense with the void.

The rain was pouring down, and several blood-colored lightning bolts intertwined in the night sky, illuminating everything inside.

In the night rain illuminated by blood-colored lightning, the roads were muddy, and Lingbao and the others saw several teams of soldiers in ancient armor, who were patrolling with black iron ge, war spears, etc.

Behind the stone gate, there is an incomprehensible world.

In the dark and rainy night, blood-colored lightning swept through the sky from time to time, and groups of soldiers in ancient armor walked across the muddy roads on the ground, and the black iron and war swords in their hands had a kind of demonic nature.

When the lightning shone on those armor and weapons, the cold suit had special lines on it, which were clearly visible.

What was the Feather God Dynasty trying back then, how could it be so weird, even if it was a monk, it was impossible for him to live for so long.

"Boom!"

The rain was heavy, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

The group of soldiers saw Lingbao and the others, and then the black war sword pointed directly at them, and at the same time quickly formed a battle formation, cooperating with the tacit understanding to kill the intruder.

"Where does life come from, and where does death go."

Lingbao sighed lightly, and his voice was melodious and cleansed.

For a time, the smell of blood was in the nostrils, and all the soldiers were turned into pulp, and blood was sprayed.

At the same time, in the distance, a dark and gloomy place quickly walked a phalanx, they were also wearing ancient armor, holding black swords and iron ge, etc., and the qi emitted made the earth tremble.

"Dark Evolution?" Lingbao looked at the phalanx, the rich dark yin qi was surging, although there was flesh and blood, there were life fluctuations, but it was not a living person.

"They're from the mountains over there, do you want to go over and have a look?" Yama made a move, wiped out all the phalanx soldiers in an instant, and then asked.

Lingbao nodded, and then took the first step to the dark and eerie place.

This is a cemetery, and most of the stone monuments have fallen.

In the midst of the heavy rain, there was a force that shattered the heavens and the earth, as if the world was about to collapse, and there was an incomparably powerful aura.

Under the leadership of this force, many ancient tombs cracked open, and white bones crawled out of them.

This is a very strange scene, the graves are cracking, and the snow-white and even rotten bone hands are poking out and slowly climbing up.

At the moment of crawling out of the grave, even the bone slag that had long been rotten was reorganizing the skeleton and rapidly growing bloody flesh at the same time.

Then, the armor that had long been dusty in the tomb also reversed time, sonorated, turned into battle clothes, and covered their bodies.

The soldiers were pale and expressionless, letting their armor cover their bodies, and then walked out step by step with their weapons in hand, lined up in a phalanx, and advanced towards the place where Lingbao stood.

Heavy rain poured down, and blood-colored lightning streaked under the night sky, illuminating the dark cemetery from time to time.

What happens here is creepy and incomprehensible.

"How can they come back from the dead?" Lingbao felt that kind of anger, these bones were all alive, just like normal creatures, which was not logical.

He has encountered the Yin God, seen the powerful ghosts, and suppressed the extremely powerful ancient corpses, but he has never seen the weirdness of being resurrected after all the bones have been turned into white bones.

The earth trembled, and hundreds of soldiers formed a phalanx to rush over, like a monstrous torrent, and every step fell this small world shook for a while, killing the sky.

At this time, the rain hung like a heavenly river, smashed to the ground and rose with a puff of smoke.

"Passing away."

Lingbao raised his hand, and a fairy sword immediately appeared in his hand, and then with a wave, a sword suddenly appeared, and it burst out, tearing those soldiers and this cemetery.

For a time, the place disappeared and was completely wiped out, and only a few soldiers survived without being affected.

This was intentional on the part of Lingbao, and he wanted to know why they were able to come back from the dead.

"Only simple consciousness?" Lingbao fixed the soldiers and visited the sea of knowledge, revealing a strange look.

Then he pointed, erasing the consciousness of a soldier.

In an instant, the corpse seemed to have gone through hundreds of thousands of years ago, the flesh and blood rotted, completely rotted, and then turned into bone meal, leaving only a few fragments.

As for the armor, etc., it is broken inch by inch and turned into debris.

"It was indeed alive just now, and there will never be a fake, but I can't imagine that it will be like this after death." Yama also showed a different color, and thought about it seriously.

The Feather God Dynasty is too weird, and the gods of the Western Emperor Tower have said before that their ultimate goal is to feather flying immortals.

But this kind of weird resurrection can't be matched with the Eight Poles of Feathered Flying Immortals.

Now it seems that the so-called Feathered Flying Immortal is mostly related to this strange resurrection method.

It may also be because of this method that eventually led to the burial of the Feather God Dynasty.

"The secret may be in the back layers of the temple, let's go deeper." Lingbao held the fairy sword and began to walk towards the thirty-second floor of the temple.

The small world of the temple on the thirty-second floor is dim.

This place is different from the 31st floor temple small world, where there is no heavy rain and the ground is very dry.

"Boom!"

As soon as he came in, Lingbao made a move, and the sword soared into the sky, cutting the heavens and the earth in half, peerless domineering.

"The strength has increased by one level......" Lingbao looked at the soldiers he had killed, thoughtful.

The soldier realm of the thirty-first layer temple small world is on the second step of Sendai, while the soldier realm of the thirty-second story temple small world is on the third step of Sendai.

If it is so analogous, the soldier realm of the small world of the thirty-sixth layer temple will be a quasi-emperor unsurprisingly.

Lingbao was puzzled, this place is the ancestral temple of the Feather God Dynasty, and the thirty-six layers of heaven should be the palace of the emperor of the Feather God Dynasty, corresponding to the emperor and the emperor.

Could there be a thirty-seventh heaven?

But under his divine perception, there were indeed only thirty-six floors in this temple labyrinth world.

"Boom!"

The Spirit Sword slashed the stone door of the small world of the temple on the thirty-third floor, blasting it open.

As soon as he entered, he saw a stone tablet with five ancient characters engraved on it - Thirty-three Layers of Heaven.

"Thirty-three layers of heaven, what a big breath!" Yama Luo said in an unkind tone, it is really impossible for them to become flying immortals.

It was surprisingly not dark here, and the ancient buildings in the distance exuded a soft light and were silent.

Lingbao stepped out in one step, and the next moment he came to the temple of light in the center.

Although there is a peaceful atmosphere in this place, the inexplicable sense of ominousness has become more and more solid.

It's a very strange feeling.

There is an altar in the temple, which is carved with blood grooves, and the style is ancient, and I don't know how many years it has existed.

At the top of the altar, there is a splendid light, and the splendor of this temple is due to it, peaceful and holy.

Fairy tears green gold!

A fist-sized piece of fairy tears green gold, it is flawless, bright green and fresh, as if it can breathe, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, and the whole body is full of tear stains, like fairy tears.

It was sealed in a divine source, unexposed to the air, as if it were going to be separated from the mortal.

More than 100,000 years have passed, and it has not changed at all, and the years cannot be invaded.

In addition, there are four round stone balls on the altar, which are only the size of fists, and they are silent.

"Half-Saint God Slayer Worm...... No, I guess there shouldn't be anything wrong. Lingbao looked at the four round stone balls, his eyes could not be stopped, and he could see what was sealed inside the stone balls.

God-killing insects, four god-killing insects like little ancestral dragons, even if they have the Dao of a half-saint, even if their physical bodies are more powerful than saints, they can't correspond to the meaning of the next few layers of heaven.

Lingbao observed carefully, and there were many notches on the altar, all of which were real dragons, or divine insects, lifelike.

"Boom!"

Lingbao shook the fairy sword, cut the altar horizontally, and then moved out, revealing its true face.

There is a stone palace under the altar, specific and small, no more than one meter deep, like a temple built for dwarves, unpredictable.

In the one-meter-deep stone palace, there were two creatures coiled like dragons, and they were several times larger than the half-saint god-killing insects inside the stone ball.

Saint-level god-killing insects!

"Sure enough." Lingbao saw those two saint-level god-killing insects, and it seemed that his guess was correct.