"This is the True God Realm?"

Looking at the barrenness of thousands of years of dust accumulated in the devastation, the ancient battlefields with various artifacts scattered everywhere, and the corpses of true gods scattered on the ground, the corpses piled up like mountains. Seeing this scene, Qiu Ming couldn't help but gasp. And this scene also made Qiu Ming more convinced in his heart that this was not a paradise for gods and demons to cultivate their nature and concentrate on cultivation, but more like a huge cemetery where the souls of gods and demons rested after thousands of battles.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and tried to listen, in the dark, the nothingness full of wolf smoke seemed to be still filled with the roar of gods and demons who had fought and shouted, Qiu Ming had no doubt that it was a very tragic battle, and it was simply endless.

"This True God Realm, presumably isn't so peaceful?"

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Ming sighed slightly, and turned around the Dingtian Stone in his hand, no, to be exact, it was the Three Realms that he created by himself and included it in his pocket. As for the few space stones he had originally carved, it seemed that when he became a god, he was also promoted to a space storage stone that could be worn by a true god.

"Some want to go back, but it's a pity for my brother, I guess I won't recognize him if he is standing in front of me now. There are also mothers and fathers, but I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to be filial to them in my life. ”

Qiu Ming laughed self-deprecatingly, and when his eyes touched the stubborn stone on the ground, his face suddenly became strange.

"Huh, these rocks?"

Surprised, he immediately released his true god consciousness and tried to investigate, but he was stunned to find that on this vast land, there were stones of the Three Realms everywhere. It's just that the Three Realms, which have lost the protection of the true gods, obviously made those spirits of all things and the heavenly pivots smell a glimmer of hope for survival, and rise up to turn the heavens and rebel against the heavens, and even some of the Three Realms have already launched a fierce battle.

What a good sentence 'true God, control, rather have a kind'?

Hearing the indignant rhetoric of a certain Three Realms, Qiu Ming immediately put away his divine sense. He smiled with satisfaction: "Fellow Daoists, I am waiting for you at the end of your Three Realms." ”

Qiu Ming wasn't ready to meddle in the affairs of their Three Realms, because he felt that there should be more important matters for him to deal with here.

"It seems that the true god who controlled our Three Realms back then is estimated to have died on this battlefield? If not, the beings of the Three Realms will die?"

Others teased themselves, in a good mood.

Suddenly, his whole face began to turn pale, and the others trembled and muttered, "What's that?"

I saw that wherever his divine sense could reach, he swept into a strange situation.

The haze that covered the sky was suddenly swept away, and a ladder to the sky appeared on the empty ancient battlefield!

A ladder to heaven!?

Each stone step is carved from a simple bluestone that is one zhang long and one step wide. And the dust on the stone steps is thick, and it seems that that the stone steps have been stored in the True God Realm for endless years. The front of each step is engraved with a pair of quaint stone carvings, seeing the strange stone carvings, Qiu Ming's whole person can't help but shudder, and the pores stand upside down.

A stone sculpture represents, a dead person, a way of dying.

Under the black demon cloud, there were a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps. Then there must be stone steps above the black clouds, but I don't know how many layers there are.

It seems that it obviously takes a lot of courage to get your feet on this ladder of death, because the mountains of corpses of gods and demons at the foot of the stone ladder are the best witness.

Although the gods and demons are dead. But the endless years still can't erase the strong true god aura left on their bodies, which also shows that these gods and demons were at least powerful figures in the true god realm during their lifetimes.

"The cultivation of these gods and demons is obviously much stronger than the gods, and they can even crush the gods to death like ants with a single finger. And since none of them can step on this ladder of death, there is no need for the gods to die in vain. ”

Qiu Mingwu said to himself: "The strange thing is that although this ladder to heaven looks just ancient. There is not the slightest deterrent. But there is another thing I need to keep in mind, the more inconspicuous it is, the more it can kill people. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Ming immediately harnessed the light and retreated into the distance.

It's just that what he didn't know was that when he flew out of the edge of the ancient battlefield, an extremely desolate voice came from above: What a smart guy. The voice was weak and weak, but it could not hear the slightest emotion.

"What does this god seem to have heard?"

Qiu Ming's eyebrows frowned slightly, he always felt that there was a magic force driving him to go back and find out. It's just that others are sober and tight: if possible, he will never return to that demonic land for the rest of his life.

After flying for a long time, he finally saw the successive mountains, and the green eyes full of life made him feel a lot more at ease.

The afterglow of the golden crow swept over him, causing him to feel an indescribable comfort.

And through the divine sense of the jungle, he saw the mortals who ploughed at sunrise and returned at sunset.

There will also be mortals in the True God Realm?

Qiu Ming was puzzled in his heart, but his divine sense was staring at those people tightly and never moved half a step: these people seemed to have some cultivation on their bodies, and they were not weak.

"Yin people are on the road, don't get close to the living!"

A strange voice interrupted Qiu Ming's thoughts, and when he stared, he saw a person dressed as a Taoist priest leading the team in front of his head, while constantly scattering a kind of paper money on the ground in his hand. As for his body, there were ten corpses in total, and all of them seemed to be newly deceased.

Ten corpses stretched out their own arms, jumping and stepping on the paper money that the other party had sprinkled on the ground.

"The central body? those corpses are the central body, and their souls. It seems that they were still suppressed by the sigil on their foreheads in their corpses?"

After perceiving this scene, Qiu Ming couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, although he had no intention of saving these corpses, but the sadness of the rabbit and the fox still existing.

At this moment, he also realized a trace of truth: in the True God Realm, the central body is still just an ant-like existence.

Even if they can really break and become true gods, they are still only enslaved objects, and their life and death are still manipulated in the hands of the true gods, and even after death falls, their corpses are still manipulated in the hands of the true gods and become part of the power of the true gods.

At this time, the sky completely darkened, and night fell.

In the black night sky, a vision suddenly appeared, a bright and bright big character that covered the sky: 聻.

Seeing the vision in the night sky, Qiu Ming's whole person was stunned, and he couldn't help but say: "This word, such a strong imprisoning power, seems to be specially designed to deal with corpses, right?"

At this moment, others have no doubt that if they are bound by this word, even if the souls of those central bodies have the ability to defy the sky, they can only be firmly suppressed in their own corpses. (To be continued......)