Qiao Du saw that it was his coffin.

Push the coffin door open, and sure enough, there is a little witch lying inside.

It's just that at this time, she has lost consciousness again due to excessive blood loss.

"Sleep well, lest you see something you shouldn't see."

Qiao Du pulled away the whites of the little witch's eyes to make sure her pupils were dilated.

At the same time, another black shadow in the coffin distorted and turned into Qiao Dui's appearance, while the original Qiao Dui changed into Ah Ash's appearance.

"Dude, do you see anything strange down there?"

Qiao Du asked the elevator brother again, it has been here for so many years, it must know these things best.

"It's all weird, which one are you going to ask?"

The elevator brother pondered.

"Is there a canner or something?"

Qiao Dui asked seductively.

"It seems to be, but it's all buried, so it's hard to find."

The elevator brother thought for a while and replied.

Qiao Du reckoned that the room was already cut off underground, and it would be difficult to get in and smash all the cans unless they dug three feet into the ground.

Moreover, these "gods" know where their lives are, and they will definitely protect those gods.

Turning around, Qiao Du saw two figures, one black and one white, fighting with the bone warriors, and between the two, pollution eroded and infiltrated each other, but they could not distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

To be precise, the confrontation between the two anomalies should have unfolded in some more abstract form, but all Qiao Du could see at this depth was that tongues and chains were entanglement with the bone warrior.

Flesh and blood crows poured in the sky, and in the field of vision, the shadows that devoured humans also followed like toddler babies, slowly enveloping the crater.

The earth is trembling, and the volcano beneath your feet may actually erupt at any time, and at that time, even if there is no anomaly, this violent eruption of the volcano will be enough to cause catastrophe for the world.

Seeing this, Qiao Twilight asked the Autobot to stuff the coffin into his stomach, change back to the car, and show it the way to leave.

When the car drove away, the elevator brother moved out of place like a reptile, and Qiao Du looked at the pothole it left behind.

If you jump down here, there is a high probability that you will be able to reach that confined space, but it is also very dangerous, and there is no return.

"It's not a big problem."

Qiao Du glanced at the two old brothers, one black and one white.

Even if they are karma, these two people should also hook their souls, but there is no need to worry.

He leaped into the dark hole.

The next moment, countless crows filled the hole and let out a whimper.

Qiao Dui's fall lasted only a moment, and soon reached the bottom.

Click-

Fractured.

It's normal to think about it, after all, it's a jump from a height equivalent to a fourteen-story building, and a normal person has to fall half-crippled if he doesn't fall to his death.

Qiao Du let her body repair itself while observing the scenery around her.

The underground floors had long since collapsed, and it was very difficult to crawl, and there was no light source, so it was pitch black.

Qiao Du was not polite, and he lit a pale flame.

Flames from the Gates of Hell spread over the masonry, illuminating the surroundings.

The flames kept pouring out, burning everything to the ground.

The stones blocking the path were gradually swallowed up, and Jo Dusk had to move forward.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or an anomalous effect, after passing through a collapsed wall, Qiao Du entered an empty room, which was obviously the place where the imperial gods were stored.

At a glance, he saw the staggered body of the gods.

To Joo's surprise, many of the jars had been shattered, and the jelly-like flesh and blood inside were intertwined, but the Chosen ones had not died, but had been emitting some kind of chilling whimper.

A shadow crept up from under his feet to Qiao Dui, but before it could touch his shadow, it dissipated from the light of the pale flames.

"The sun is fierce, and everything is revealed!"

Although this is not sunshine either, Qiao Du still shouted.

Be bold.

As we all know, Qiao Du is a more socially phobic and timid introvert.

Suddenly, countless voices drilled into Qiao Dui's head.

He saw many images.

The men in ancient clothes protected humanity in the face of those majestic giants, and they were worshipped as gods by other humans, but they also knew that death would greet them.

In a foreign land, someone has obtained the method of immortality, but immortality must come with a price, because pollution cannot be eliminated, and in the long years, the Chosen One will only be gradually eroded, and eventually alienated into an unkillable monster, this secret method is quickly sealed, and no one will mention it again.

And so, many years later, when those memories were blurred, and the new Chosen ones had discovered the secret method, they had learned many forbidden knowledge in a foreign land, and they had combined them to create a very ingenious method.

".Divine descent is pollution?"

Qiao Du saw that in that gloomy cellar, the few Chosen Ones who had originally used the secret method had gloomy expressions.

Because immortals accumulate pollution, they need to find a way to release it, and the best way to do that is to infuse it with other Chosen One.

So they fabricated the concept of the Divine Descent, regarded the immortal self as a god, and let those ordinary people and the Chosen Use the Divine Descent, but they did not know that every time they used the Divine Descent, these "gods" would pass on a part of their own pollution to the users, and for these users, these pollution was just the "price" of using the power of the gods.

In this way, these Chosen ones have survived for a long time.

But just as the same person does not realize that he is polluted, he can only recognize what he can know, these Chosen have also been subtly polluted for many years, and their essence has long been abnormal monsters, a group of crows made of flesh and blood, a shadow that devours all things, and a burly skeleton warrior.

They thought they were gods on high, but they didn't know that they had long since fallen into hideous and ugly monsters.

Of course, perhaps from their point of view, this is what the gods look like.

Whispers of temptation echoed in Joe's ears, and they were trying to persuade Joe, telling him that if he joined them, he could gain the same power, the same eternal life, and no longer have to be terrified by the game of the Chosen One, and he could become the master of the world.

Under the spiritual pollution and temptation, not to mention ordinary people, even the Chosen One who has experienced a hundred battles, will probably fall into confusion, confusion, and wavering.

It's a pity that they met Qiao Dui.

"I don't know if you know a barbecue master surnamed Li, his craftsmanship is said to be quite delicious."

Qiao Du waved his hand, and the pale flames suddenly covered all the Imperial Divine Bodies.

The immortal Chosen One was immediately engulfed in flames and let out a terrible scream.

"My lord, times have changed."

(End of chapter)