Chapter 804

"My redhead will guide you to the Garden of Miracles."

The crimson ghost's long hair formed the handwriting, and then the long strand of hair around his ear broke and fell off.

The Book of Death, which was quiet next to him, struggled frantically at this moment.

The nails on his body suddenly radiated a light that suppressed everything, and even the nails on the crimson ghost next to him erupted with a powerful force to assist in suppressing the Book of Death, and the crimson ghost's broken red hair burned into blood flames, incinerating a spatial crack in the dark void.

The Sea Emperor did not dare to hesitate and rushed into the crack as fast as he could.

The light of the nails spread again, wrapping the red blood flame and wiping out a little bit of it.

The spatial rift that the crimson ghost had torn apart with all his might also closed at this moment.

Through the spatial crack, the Sea Emperor looked around excitedly for the first time.

He was on an island suspended in darkness, with a small fountain in the middle of the island spewing black water.

The water fell back into the spring, and not a drop came out of the spring.

There is a pond around the spring, and the pond is densely sealed by a web of countless laws.

There are even artifacts, and the Sea Emperor swept a glance at the artifacts at least more than a hundred.

If you look closely, there is also a godhead mixed in the artifact.

The Sea Emperor rubbed his eyes, and after standing for a long time, he was sure that he was not dazzled.

He finally remembered that God the Father had casually said that there had been a Ragnarok before in the Temple of the Gods.

At that time, he did not believe it at all, and in his opinion, the myth of supremacy could not have fallen in large numbers.

However, now it seems that Ragnarok is real, and the artifacts are even if they are not, these godheads are not mythological falls, and it is impossible to appear here, and the pond sealed by so many artifacts and godheads can be imagined.

Turning his gaze, the Sea Emperor looked at the fountain in the pond.

Compared to the pond, this fountain that cannot be sealed is the most terrifying existence.

Reluctant to give up, the Sea Emperor looked away.

Around the pond there were patches of potions overgrown with potions, and the Sea Emperor squatted down on one knee and pulled one up, and after confirming it by various means, he immediately understood that this was the potion given to him by the Crimson Ghost Mother at the beginning, and this place was the legendary Miracle Garden.

I just don't know how the three goddesses of victory came in back then.

"They were lucky to get in."

Zhao Mu's Void Shadow Escaped from the Heart of the Ocean and said indifferently.

"How did you end up here?"

The Sea Emperor was startled and exclaimed, but then remembered that something was wrong and said in shock, "How do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

"The core of dreams is the subconscious ......"

Zhao Mu explained, "The subconscious mind is more active when life is asleep, and although it is not so active when people are awake, it still exists. ”

"It's an unbelievable measure."

The Sea Emperor said coldly, "But now I am not the same person I used to be, and you can't scare me this time." ”

"I can see the fear in your heart very clearly."

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Haven't you thought about how the Crimson Ghost wants you to save him?" ”

"I thought about it, but I didn't choose it."

The Sea Emperor said helplessly.

"You have ......"

Zhao Mu said seriously, "You forgot the Three Goddesses of Victory, the Miracle Garden was sealed in a ghost place like the City of the Shadow Unbelievers, why did the Three Goddesses of Victory come in, it is because this place is not completely sealed, and there will be random spatial cracks between here and the shadow plane." ”

"You're saying I can get out there?"

The Sea Emperor asked excitedly.

"Of course!"

Zhao Mu looked at the Sea Emperor with pity.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The Sea Emperor said with an ominous thought flashing through his heart.

"Who told you I was just talking to you alone?"

Zhao Mu sneered.

The Sea Emperor's heart was cold, and he didn't wait to continue to ask, and countless red hairs drilled out of his body.

"You're finally willing to show up."

Zhao Mu said with a smile.

"Don't spoil me and do good ......"

Red hair forms handwriting.

"What's in it for me?"

Zhao Mu said that there was an ecological giant jellyfish behind him.

Feeling the mythical breath of the ecological giant jellyfish, the red hair that was about to move suddenly quieted down.

In the Garden of Miracles, his redheads were no match for the inheritor of the Night's Blade.

He had been preparing this plan for thousands of years, and he would never allow any accidents to ruin his big things.

"What do you want?"

The redhead asked.

"Let me dispose of the mythical shadow life under your control, all the potions here and your life source ......"

Zhao Mu said undoubtedly.

"I won't let you go......"

The red hair instantly formed a sentence, and then condensed into a spear and stabbed at Zhao Mu.

Void Shadow!

Zhao Mu easily dodged, and the red hair that pierced the air was woven into a villain exactly like him in the air.

The villain's head burned into blood flames and burned into ashes, and Zhao Mu's head also burned with blood flames.

The difference was that his head was not burned to ashes, because the Doomsday Vestment was already worn on his body to resist the blood flames.

Although the Doomsday Holy Clothes are only sub-artifacts, their strength is affected by his god-sealing small universe.

The shadow plane in the small universe of the gods has been able to grow at an astonishing rate in the past few years because of the inferior origin that it has integrated, and the mythical territory has also grown amazingly because of the gradual fusion and devouring of the divine kingdom on the earth, and even the dream realm has grown because of the large-scale time dreaming through the time magic mirror.

The three cores of the small universe of the gods have all grown, and the defensive strength of the Doomsday Holy Clothes has not lost to the inferior artifacts in the slightest.

"You'd better calm down."

Zhao Mu threatened.

The crimson ghost stopped attacking, he was enraged just now, and he would not be so angry if he put forward the conditions just now with an existence of the same strength as him, but an ant who was not a myth actually took advantage of his fall to threaten and blackmail him.

"Mythical shadow life can be given to you, and the potion must leave enough for the Sea Emperor to become a mythical potion."

The crimson ghost gives his own bottom line.

"Deal!"

Zhao Mu said with a smile.

Doing business was originally to offer a high price and wait for someone to bargain, but I just underestimated the pride of the crimson ghost.

However, he finally made a rational choice, otherwise, even if the crimson ghost parasitic Sea Emperor was not his opponent, he would have enough strength to destroy these magic potions in the Miracle Garden and make him fly eggs.

An agreement was reached, and the Crimson Ghost began collecting potions.

Collect a fifth, take the potion to the corner of the Miracle Garden and burrow into the heart of the ocean.

Zhao Mu quickly collected the remaining potions, and replanted the seeds collected during the collection process like the Crimson Ghost.

In a few tens of thousands of years, new potions will grow here.

Standing by the pond, Zhao Mu looked back and forth at the pond water and the water in the fountain.

Pond water is the inferior source stolen by the god of death.

Composed of Shadow Essentia, Temporal Mindfulness, and Mystic Power, it is able to generate Shadow Essentia to make the Shadow Plane more powerful.

However, the true origin of the shadow plane in the fountain, Zhao Mu could only vaguely feel that in addition to the first three substances he knew, there were also fourth and fifth powers that he had never seen before.