Chapter 2 The Burial Ground of Gods and Demons

A tall white jade platform stands horizontally on the red earth, it is made of what kind of material it is made of, it is a long strip and square, like a neat tofu block, exuding a radiant light to illuminate the surroundings transparently.

Qi Yi glanced at the jade platform, a little relieved, the area around the platform was very clean, and there were no terrifying corpses, just scattered things with the same material as the platform, it seemed that it should be left over from the construction of the platform.

Qi Yi hesitated, but still climbed up, he wanted to look at this dark space, there is no doubt that this high platform is a good viewing point.

He struggled to climb the ten-meter-high platform and stepped on it, with a thick layer of white ash under his feet, and when he squatted down to take a closer look, his face turned pale again, and he wanted to vomit.

Those white ashes were made up of weathered and broken white bones, and even the bones of some inexplicable creatures were not completely shattered, and they creaked when they walked.

His eyes swept and he looked at it carefully, and then his scalp tingled and he gasped! He came to a terrible conclusion: this high platform, which was hundreds of meters long or more than ten meters high, was made of countless white bones!

How many bones would it take to build something of this size?

Enduring his nausea and fear, he walked on the high platform made of white bones, aiming for the high altar on the high platform.

When he first ascended the platform, he had already discovered that there was a dark red altar built on top of the huge white bone platform, and this altar was the highest point in the place, and he walked to the altar.

The altar on the high platform is old and ancient, it is majestic, exudes the atmosphere of endless vicissitudes, as if it has existed for millions of years, giving people a sense of historical change that the years are constantly advancing and the time is passing slowly.

The dark red altar is made of unknown materials, and it is engraved with many patterns and inexplicable patterns.

The carvings on the altar are very profound and expressive, and contain a lot, what birds, fish, flowers and beasts, what mountains, rocks, clouds and waters, the scenery of the world is in it, those patterns are complex and complex, he can't understand.

There are many grooves built from top to bottom around the altar, and the grooves are piled up with black and hard dry things, very similar to the formation of blood coagulation, Qi Yi involuntarily stroked the dark red altar with one hand, and a chaotic and bloody picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the long years ago, there was a scuffle on the earth, when too many dead creatures died, in a vast war land, someone used the bones of these dead creatures to build a pilgrimage platform, when the high platform was built, there was a blue-gray altar mysteriously appeared, and then someone collected the blood of all spirits and sacrificed it on the altar, the bright red viscous blood slowly flowed through this groove, stained the altar red, and finally the altar was abandoned, and the blood lost its divinity and was no longer flowing, and slowly they coagulated together.

Qi Yi hurriedly took his hand off the altar, and suddenly all those pictures disappeared, he was a little frightened, when did he touch this mysterious altar himself? and what happened to those weird pictures?

He was a little hesitant to climb this mysterious altar, which was strange, ominous, and palpitating no matter how it looked at it.

In the end, Qi Yi gritted his teeth, and died to die! Anyway, now that the situation is already like this, he let it go, and slowly climbed onto the altar with trembling legs.

The altar is very strange, when you really step on it, you can really feel its weirdness and extraordinary, Qi Yi feels that his feet seem to be stepping on the air, and there is no touch under his feet, especially now that he has a vague cognition, this altar does not seem to exist in the world, not in the long river of time, this feeling is very weird.

Enduring inexplicable palpitations and torment, he stepped over the ninety-nine steps on the altar, and Qi Yi finally ascended to the supreme altar.

There was nothing above the altar, only a rectangular stone platform, and he stood on the stone platform above the high altar like a sarcophagus, and Qi Yi suddenly had a strong confidence, and he felt that he could see through the fog and see the face of this place clearly.

Looking down, sure enough, the dark environment can no longer block his vision, he can see the place he has not seen in the darkness when he stands on the stone platform, if he takes out a mirror and puts it in front of Qi Yi's eyes, he will find that at this moment his pupils are emitting a little strange faintness, there is a trace of golden light overflowing, it is so, his eyes are like a torch, and the darkness cannot block his vision.

The vast plains were red, and the soil was made of countless corpses, and the clothes worn by those corpses were so old that they did not even correspond to the clothes of the dynasties known throughout history.

Carefree, Gu Bo was not shocked, Qi Yi's mind was very calm at this time, those complicated emotions seemed to disappear in him now, Qi Yi looked at the ground below quietly.

In the distance, there are huge mountains and peaks, and the Grand Canyon between the peaks is cracked, and you can see that it is densely packed with corpses, as if all the corpses of human beings have been buried here since their birth, and this is a world that has been piled up by a large number of corpses.

How many people and creatures are buried here?

At the end of this dark space is a void darkness, and two huge pillars that reach the sky are faintly revealed in the darkness, Qi Yi carefully looked at the two pillars and saw clearly, in fact, they were two huge stone tablets, but the distance was too far, and they looked like two stone pillars that reached the sky.

The stele is simple and atmospheric, as if it existed when the world was opened, and there is an immortal qi machine circulation.

"That's?" Qi was shocked.

There are several ancient characters engraved on the stele, as if they are written in ancient gods, Qi Yi obviously does not recognize these ancient words, but he clearly knows the meaning of these words.

The chaos is shaking the earth, the burial ground of gods and demons!

The complicated inscription is written by blood, looking a little infiltrating, exuding an unspeakable energy, the palpitating blood is dazzling, I don't know how many years have passed, those words are still bright and dazzling, like blood agate, as if flowing on the stone tablet, full of vitality.

Qi Yi hurriedly looked away, not looking at the ancient characters on the stele, those words seemed to have a magical power, which made his heart sink and sink deeply, shocking his blood and qi for a while.

Suddenly, he felt like there was something wrong there, something incredible, a few strange ancient words seemed to reveal the extraordinaryness of this place, and revealed the origin of this place, the burial place of gods and demons, if understood literally, the corpses buried here are not gods and demons, this is the burial pit of gods and demons?