The list of loot was over, and Guo Lin was unprecedentedly satisfied. He wiped the white jade bracelet and put it on his hand. From Hongluan, I learned that this bracelet is called the Soul Ring, which has its own world, which can not only hold people, but also other living creatures.

For a treasure of this level, its level must be beyond the scope of the earth's goods. This is the real priceless treasure, as for whether it has other functions, we will study later. At this time, Guo Lin suddenly felt a strong feeling of tiredness that hit his mind. He shook his head, but he couldn't shake it off.

In the soul space, there seemed to be something calling him, sucking his soul. Guo Lin touched his head, but felt that his forehead was extremely hot. The body shook, and it looked like it was about to fall.

"What's wrong, Childe?"

Obviously, he was still looking good just now, but suddenly became like this, Bai Yue looked anxious.

Guo Lin's face became more and more ugly. He suddenly felt that the pitch-black Demon God Armor sitting in the soul space had turned into a black hole, and it was about to suck his soul into it.

"I'm fine, a little sleepy and want to sleep. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the sky was spinning, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground.

"Guo Lin!"

"Childe!"

At the moment of his coma, he saw the anxious faces of the women, and called his name, but he could no longer hear any sound.

Dream......

The world of black and white.

It is like passing through death, and the soul is forever falling into the abyss.

There is no sound, no light, a fog, no edge in sight, no end in sight.

"Where is this?"

In the mist, a puzzled voice asked.

"Where is this ......?"

Countless voices with different tones came from all directions. There are mournful spirits crying, irritable spirits roaring, and ghosts summoning spirits......

Guo Lin looked at his illusory hand, his gaze penetrated his palm, and landed on the muddy ground. There was only a world of black and white, but he saw a third color—gold. A gurgling golden liquid.

Looking in the direction of the flow of the golden liquid, what I saw was a curved river. The golden river, the river is rolling, but it exudes a strong and pungent smell of blood.

Through the hazy mist, severed limbs, heads, and fragments of armor and weapons were faintly visible floating up and down the river. They are large and small, washed down from the upper reaches and converged in the river.

Guo Lin was at a loss, how could this golden river smell of blood, and what were the countless corpses?

Suddenly, he was stunned, and a terrifying thought crossed his mind like lightning.

This golden liquid is nothing but real blood. It is golden blood, and legend has it that only the blood of a god-man is this noble golden yellow.

This river is not an ordinary river, but a river made of the blood of the gods! It is the remnants of the blood that belong to the power of the gods that cause the effect of the river tumbling.

But how is it possible, who has such power to kill the gods to the point of blood. How much blood does it take for the river to be surging?

Guo Lin was stunned, looked around, and still couldn't see the world clearly.

"Heaven is not benevolent, and the devil should stand. ”

Suddenly, a majestic sound penetrated the world.

The sound seemed to have magical power, dispelling the heavy mist. The fog dissipated, and the vision became clear with Guo Lin as the center.

This is a plain, the smell of blood fills the entire plain space, the heaven and the earth are the same color, and the golden blood and heavy evil qi fill the whole world. Beneath his feet are endless ravines that divide countless forks like spider webs. The ravines are pitch black and bottomless, like the abyss of death that connects to hell.

The entire space is full of devastation, and the terrifying spatial cracks are criss-crossed, and the severed limbs and bodies are all over every corner. The golden blood flowed in streams of varying widths, and then gradually flowed into a tumbling golden river in the middle of the world.

In the plains, there are "hills" and "mountain bags", which are not hills, let alone mountain bags, but are made of shocking corpses.

The river of golden blood, the heavy and evil atmosphere that permeates the heavens and the earth, the terrifying and suffocating spatial cracks, countless severed limbs and wreckage, and countless "mountain bags" and "hills" constitute a shocking world of death.

In the sky above a mountain of corpses that was difficult to look up, Guo Lin saw a group of heavenly soldiers and divine generals wrapped in golden armor, they held divine weapons in their hands, and their majestic aura could almost squeeze this space. The strength of any of them is countless times stronger than that of themselves at the peak of their previous lives.

However, at this moment, Guo Lin saw them looking at the top of the corpse mountain in fear, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence there. The golden armor on his body shook with his body, making a "rustling" metal and colliding sound.

With his eyes fixed, Guo Lin saw a figure wrapped in black armor on the top of the corpse mountain, standing proudly.

Because he was wearing a helmet, Guo Lin couldn't see his face clearly. But when the black-armored figure came into view, Guo Lin clearly felt his state of mind, like a boulder thrown into the lake, fluctuating violently.

The black armor is majestic and awe-inspiring. On it, the dragon coiled Jiao was tied to the nine-headed demon dragon, and on the chest, on the lifelike demon dragon, a pair of scarlet demon eyes were opened, as if they were about to break through the armor at once, and the people who stared at it were devoured alive.

There are two dragon tails on the shoulder armor, and the flying sword is inserted diagonally, and a pair of purple cloaks behind the back hunt and fly in the endless dead air and wind, even the cracks in the surrounding space cannot cut it.

That appearance was exactly the same as the weird Demon God Armor summoned by Guo Lin with the Demon Refining Divine Technique. Even with this existence wearing demon armor, all over his body, showing a domineering and incomparable demon surname!

I saw the figure on the corpse mountain proudly said, "God, grass mustard!"

The first word has a questioning tone, while the tone of the last two words is endless ridicule and ridicule.

He held a magic sword with a peculiar structure and an endless killing aura, and as soon as he raised his hand, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the entire space was shattered again. The sword qi passed, and the heavenly soldiers and divine generals wrapped in divine armor were like weeds, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye. Golden blood fell all over the sky.

"Who is he, and why is he wearing my Demon God Armor?" Witnessing the unknown existence on the "high mountain", like harvesting weeds, killing the heavenly soldiers and gods in seconds, Guo Lin's heart shook. He began to wonder if he was dreaming.

Raising his hand to slaughter a team of divine soldiers, a person wrapped in demon armor, proudly looking down on the world that was slaughtered by himself, he is like an invincible demon god. His eyes swept across the entire plain of thousands of miles of corpses.

Then he raised his head, and a pair of incomparable eyes from the demon armor radiated from the evil qi went straight to the eternal unknown.

"There are three thousand planes in the East, hundreds of millions of gods, six reincarnations, three realms and eight desolate gods, I have slaughtered them all. Who would dare to fight?!"

He stepped on the peak of the accumulation of the corpses of the gods, pointed his sword at the sky, and his arrogant voice resounded through the heavens and the earth. The voice echoed, the heavens and the earth trembled, and no one answered him. Only the eternal rain of blood fell in the sky...... (To be continued.) )