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The moment Qin Liang's gaze looked under the aging grass, the surrounding scenery changed in an instant as if the space was distorted. △

The once verdant forest was turned into patches of charred wood that looked like fires. The rich heaven and earth vitality around him became cold and cold, as if walking into an ice cave. The ground was gray, without the solemnity of pitch black, but with the withering of death.

The color of the aging grass that Qin Liang was staring at was constantly transforming into an off-white that had lost all its vitality. It grew on top of a massive skeleton, half of the white skeleton half hidden in the dirt, and the part that was exposed to the air had lost all its essence like dead wood.

The skeleton is not human, and it is opened from the half of its severed head. It was supposed to be a long-necked dragon when it was alive, and the aging grass grew on half of its severed head.

"Why is this happening?" Although he felt that this world was not simple, Qin Liang had never thought that this world was like this.

It's like a world full of life, and suddenly you have fallen into a hell full of life.

"Could it be that what I saw before was the original appearance of this world, and what I saw at this time was the battlefield left behind by not knowing what major war had happened?" Qin Liang couldn't help but guess, and felt that his guess was very likely to be true.

Because as far as the eye can see, the whole world is either burned black, or gray and white without a trace of vitality. There were broken bones everywhere, and some of the behemoths were even cut off by the waist, although even the bones had lost all their essence. But you can still feel the strength of the giant beast when it was alive. So it's hard to imagine what kind of strong man can cut such a giant beast in half.

Walking forward step by step, the more skeletons Qin Liang saw. And from the inside, I saw the characters that looked like those in the mural. From time to time, there are even human corpses mixed in. The further you went, the more powerful the aura on the skeleton became, and the battle became more and more intense.

Some of the skeletons were even very fragmented, the arms were here, the thighs were on the other side, and it took some distance to see his body. It's hard to imagine how fierce the battle was back then, leaving such tragic battlefield relics.

Constantly moving forward, Qin Liang's fantasies in front of him continued. The first thing he sees in every area is a vibrant scene. Then the vibrant world turns into a hell full of dead air. If he only saw death, Qin Liang didn't feel anything.

In the game of gods and demons, he lived in the undead mountain range full of undead, and he came to this world to go to the dead to find things. So the barren world in front of him, full of dead silence, was nothing to him.

But when you see the vibrant world, and then you look at the barren world full of dead silence in front of you. That kind of shock was indescribable, even Qin Liang, who was very close to the undead, felt heartache for such a beautiful piece of time to become the scorched earth in front of him.

Qin Liang didn't know how long he had walked forward, and the dead silence around him had already numbed his nerves a little.

"Is this it?" Qin Ling stopped, frowning slightly, looking ahead.

About thirty meters away from him was a huge altar, which was very old. Although it seems to be just a high platform cast from ordinary stone, it exudes the vicissitudes of time, and people can feel the heaviness of the years.

Around the altar there are many skeletons of living beings. There are monsters, strange creatures, humans, and extremely evil people who don't seem to belong to this world. Even Qin Liang saw the bones of several evil dung insects in it.

These skeletons roamed around the altar in dense numbers, apparently defending the altar in the past, and the creatures of this world paid a terrible price, and it was possible that entire races were slaughtered here.

In the middle of the altar the body was cut off, and the stake with the twitching twigs still stands. However, the color is also charred black and full of dead silence, and there is not a single green leaf on it. Looking at the wooden stake, Qin Liang suddenly had an urge to cry.

He didn't know why he wanted to cry, and he was even completely unfamiliar with this world, and he didn't know the creatures in this world. But he just wanted to cry at this point. The desolate aura around him touched his nerves, giving him the kind of wanderer who had been out for years. When I returned, I found that my hometown had become a scorched earth.

"Are you sad? Where is this again? Qin Liang's palm was placed on his chest, and the endless sadness made his heart ache. And the source of sadness is the seed in his dantian.

The origin of the seed is extremely mysterious, without the slightest clue, allowing Qin Liang to deduce and guess. It's only known that it has something to do with the Prayer of the Dead, but it has nothing to do with the Undead. And why there was such a seed hidden in the holy scriptures of the undead clan, Qin Liang had no way of knowing.

"You want me to read a eulogy here?" Qin Liang, whose heart was uncontrollable in the sore spot, showed a surprised look on his face and looked down at his dantian.

This was the first time Qin Liang felt the idea of the seed. No matter how Qin Liang tried before, how he communicated. The seeds ignored him as if they didn't have any intelligence. But at this time, he clearly felt the wisp of thought that the seed sent to him, and made him mourn the world.

Although the seed does not seem to have a consciousness of its own, sadness is only the wanderer's instinct to see his homeland. and then touched Qin Liang's nerves, but just this touch also made Qin Liang extremely surprised.

"Can you tell me where this is?" Qin Liang asked softly. He was curious about the timing. Especially this timing seems to be related to this mysterious seed in his body.

An idea appeared in Qin Liang's spiritual sea, and a picture appeared in Qin Liang's mind. It was a battlefield, a battlefield of the gods. With a casual wave of your hand, you can make a god who has lost a star start a life-and-death battle in the void.

The blood of the gods fell from the sky, as if the heavens were crying. Then one world after another was torn apart, and the whole world was shattered. Endless world fragments mingle together to form an extremely chaotic world. Seeing this world, Qin Liang had a shocked look on his face: "Remnant Realm? ”

Qin Liang was very familiar with this place in the Remnant Realm, but it was a little unfamiliar. Familiar because Qin Liang had heard the name, strange because he had never been there.

After the battle between the dark camp and the light camp in the game of gods and demons. When the whole world ushered in an era of darkness, in order to give the defeated light camp a ray of life. The game of gods and demons has launched a new dungeon map called the Remnant.

The Remnant is a chaotic area of the shattered world gathered after the Great War of Gods and Demons. Even scarier than space turbulence. It is said that even if God walks in, he may not come out alive. It is one of the final copies of the game of gods and demons.

But danger is also a symbol of endless opportunities and amazing wealth. It is said that in the remnant world, there are not only the palaces of the gods, but also the corpses of fallen gods. There are even altars that can become gods, seeds from the destruction of a world, and treasures of the legendary god-kings.

It was a place of countless possibilities and a cave that devoured life. Although because after the war, Qin Liang crossed over without waiting for this copy to open. But when the gods and demons game was only promoted in the early stage, the dangers in the remnant world were introduced very clearly. Even if an undead emperor like Qin Liang walked in at that time, he would be dead and lifeless.

Therefore, sensing the seeds in the dantian, it is said that this place is the remnant realm. Qin Liang was naturally speechless in surprise. The first is that he didn't expect that the ultimate copy set in the gods and demons game would actually appear in this world, and the second is that he didn't expect that the seed in his body would have something to do with the remnant world.

You must know that there were many worlds that were destroyed during the war between gods and demons, and some small worlds were directly fragmented and turned into dust. The one that can still retain a space in the remnant realm is undoubtedly not a world with gods. In other words, this seed may have something to do with God.

He looked at the seeds in his dantian and felt the sadness that permeated his heart. A certain heartstring in Qin's conscience was touched, and his voice became sad and high-pitched: "The peace of the dead is the prayer of the living. The flame of all iniquity shall be extinguished with death. The flame of goodness is your beacon in the darkness......"

Qin Liang's sonorous voice floated to this dead and silent land, the gray world, the scorched black land. Broken phantoms emerged from the earth and floated towards the sky. Finally disappeared into the heavens and the earth, and the gray sky was pierced by a ray of sunlight. The dead land seems to have gained a glimmer of life......

When the prayer ended, Qin Liang, who was originally standing under the altar, unconsciously walked to the center of the altar and stood in front of the wooden stake. When the sun shines on the stakes, it seems to illuminate the whole world. A vague voice seemed to be whispering something in Qin Liang's ear, but the voice seemed to be drifting with the breeze, so that Qin Liang couldn't hear it clearly at all.

But the seeds in the Qinliang dantian began to sprout and grow rapidly. In a moment, the seed turned into a small sapling. And the original spider-shaped blades are slowly shrinking. Finally, when the sapling pulls out a few young branches, a leaf grows on the young branch. A shrunken spider lies on top of a green leaf.

It was different from the caterpillar that Qin Liang had seen lying on the young leaves of the stake before. The spider did not nibble on the young leaves. Just lying quietly under the leaves, hiding, as if waiting for darkness to come, weaving a spider web in the gap between the branches, and the hunting shop crashed into the flying insects in the web.

"You can't be pretending to be sad, right?" Qin Liang watched the rapid growth of the seeds in his dantian in surprise, and couldn't help but have such a thought in his head.

Reciting the eulogy for the undead who can't rest in peace can get benefits, Qin Liang came to this world without the power to lay a solid foundation, and half of the credit is because of his transcendence in the martyr's cemetery.

So at this time, Qin Liang surpassed the undead in a broken world. The benefits obtained are unimaginable. But at this time, Qin Liang didn't gain any benefits at all, and all of them were absorbed by the mysterious seeds, which made Qin Liang involuntarily have this idea in his heart.

But before Qin Hao could investigate and figure it out, the sky that had originally appeared sunny became gray again, as if a layer of dark clouds were shrouded again. And this time the dark clouds are very low. There was also a rumbling thunder and flashes of electric light.

"I'll rub!" Seeing the dark clouds, Qin Liang couldn't help but scold him for wanting to run away, but before he could escape, a thunderbolt slashed down, not an ordinary lightning bolt that could light up the earth. It's black thunder and lightning, with a curse, with darkness, with a breath of silence. This is the punishment of heaven, the punishment for Qin Liang to let the undead of this world rest in peace.

The death of the creatures of this world is due to the slaughter of extremely powerful unknown creatures. And they don't have peace when they die. It's because of the curse left behind by slaughtering their creatures. And Qin Liang let the undead who were originally cursed rest in peace, and these curses would naturally be passed on to him.

It can shatter the curse left by the creatures of a world, even if I don't know how many years have passed, only a trace of it has been weakened. But it's not something that Qin Liang, a little master-level person, can resist.

A black thunderbolt came down, Qin Liang's whole body was scorched, and he trembled and paralyzed. The power of the curse caused his originally strong body to begin to decay, and the vitality in his body was devoured by madness. At the same time, Qin Liang's lifespan was also cursed and was drastically reduced.

"I'm a fairy for you." Seeing that his strong body had become shriveled and cursed like a greedy maggot eating away at all the vitality in his body, Qin Liang couldn't help but scold.

At the same time, at this time, Qin Liang did not have the energy to investigate whether it was the seeds in the dantian that deceived him, if he could not resist these curses passed on to him. He would instantly turn into a dried corpse, something that Qin Liang would never allow to happen.

"To blaspheme the dead is to disrespect the undead. Therefore, those who blaspheme the existence of the king will be punished by Heaven - the sword of punishment! Qin Liang's eyes were instantly replaced by a cold look, and there was irrepressible anger in the emotionless coldness.

It's like an incomparably powerful creature that dares to touch the taboo of the heavens. Heaven will punish him with heavenly punishment.

The curse is the punishment of the powerhouse who annihilated this world for Qin Liang to surpass the undead of this world. And the Sword of Punishment is the belief of the undead. Punishment for daring to blaspheme the existence of the undead.

The huge sword of punishment was held up by Qin Liang's hands and slashed at the gray sky obscured by cursed clouds. It was as if a bolt of lightning streaked across the dark night sky, illuminating the entire land shrouded in darkness.

Click!

A thunderclap exploded between heaven and earth, buzzing Qin Liang's head, and the spiritual lake in the spiritual sea rolled up. Qin Liang's seven-hole bleeding body flew out upside down and hit the stake of the altar directly.

The dark clouds of curse that had unfolded in the sky kept tumbling, as if a demon was struggling to get out. The tumbling dark clouds continued to shrink and gather towards the middle, and a vague phantus slowly emerged in the sky.

The Phantom is a giant spider. Although it is blurred, it exudes an evil aura that makes the whole world tremble. The spider looked down at Qin Liang, "I said it's so bold. How dare you touch the curse I left behind. It turned out to be someone from the undead? Why, the shattering of the undead world is not enough for you to clean up. Running here to meddle with other people's business? ”

"The undead realm is shattered?" Qin Liang, whose head was buzzing, didn't hear what the spider said, but the words of broken in the undead realm were like a sharp sword piercing Qin Liang's heart.

Qin Liang's heart suddenly surged with an indescribable sadness and anger. This sadness and anger is not the kind of sadness that the seed has just induced. Instead, it made every cell of Qin Liang tremble with rage and madness.

"What did you say?" A majestic force bloomed from the depths of Qin Liang's spiritual sea, instantly suppressing all the injuries in Qin Liang's body that had just collided.

The undead flame burned violently in Qin Liang's eyes, and faintly, in the deepest part of the undead flame, there seemed to be a black book looming.

"You don't even know that the undead realm is broken?" The spider's voice was full of surprise. Then he said with a sense of understanding: "It seems that you are the remnant of the undead clan who escaped back then, and you can condense the undead flame, compared to you, you are also the royal family of the undead clan." It just so happens that I still have some materials to refine medicine here, and the bloodline of the undead royal family must have a good effect, although you are a little weaker, but it doesn't matter. ”

"Damn reptiles dare to desecrate the majesty of the royal family." Qin Liang's eyes glared angrily. A roaring flame burns in the eyes. A connection between the left and right made Qin Liang touch the black tome that loomed from the undead flames.

"It's just a remnant who survives, and it's your blessing to be able to let me take away the alchemy." The spider snorted.

"Whoever blasphes the majesty of the royal family, death is your best destination. Repent in death, damned crawlers! Qin Liang's left hand stretched out as if he was holding something, and his right hand skimmed over his left hand, as if he had opened something, and his voice was like half of Hong Zhong Da Lu, which plunged the whole world into silence. It's as if this voice is the only one in heaven and earth.

The "Undead ......" originally looked down on Qin Liang's spider's complexion.

But before it could speak, Qin Hao seemed to open his right hand holding the book in his left hand and face it in the air. The whole world fell silent, enveloping the entire sky, and the incomparably huge Ade spider's body cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.

And with the shattering of the spider's body, the world in front of Qin Liang seemed to be unable to withstand this force and shatter together.

The scenery in front of Qin Liang's eyes changed and returned to the familiar hall, without the slightest injury on his body. With a puzzled look on his face, he couldn't help but turn his head to look around. Just in time to meet the gaze of Feng Wuji, who had just opened his eyes, both of them saw incredible and horrified looks in each other's gazes. Immediately and at the same time, calm quickly returned.

"What do you get?" Feng Wuji looked at Qin Liang curiously, his eyes flashed with essence, and the essence was full of excitement, although he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't help but show a trace on his face, obviously this harvest made him extremely satisfied. (The novel "Prayer for the Dead" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)