Chapter Seventy-Nine, Traces of Ten Years of Bloody War

Most of the artifacts that came out of the Ice and Snow Temple fell in the center of the continent, and compared to ordinary artifacts, the artifacts of the gods were much more powerful, and they were called the doppelgangers of the gods!

Even with the invincible strength of the male lords of all parties, if it can be recognized by an artifact, it will be like a tiger with wings, so a fierce round of artifact battle broke out, and the scuffle in all directions was extremely fierce!

Several ice beasts pulled the ice cart and galloped quickly on the snow, and of course Feng Yang and others were sitting on the ice cart.

Although he has grown up a lot, Feng Yang's face is still beautiful, and he is still like a girl, perhaps the main god did it on purpose, because he is a good body.

Everyone's strength has reached the high level of the realm realm, especially the storm and the golden red cliff are already the consummation of the pseudo-god realm, just waiting for the opening of the road to heaven to achieve the true god!

Just like Yu'er at the beginning, Feng Yang still felt that all this was just a dream, because his dream was too long, and he even smelled the decay of the dream, and felt that he had lived for endless years.

But he actually knew very well in his heart that everything in the dream was a real thing, and he just didn't want to accept it.

After listening to Bai Yi's description of the experience of the eight of them, Feng Yang knew that the eight people were in the Wanchen Star Array, and the reason why there were no living beings was because the Ten Thousand Dynasty God Realm had gathered all the star power.

Therefore, he knew that he was not him in the dream, but the Lord God!

So who are you?

Is it just a drop of sperm blood?

The Ice Giant also seemed to have disappeared with the collapse of the temple, and it was quiet along the way, not a single Ice Giant was seen, and not only that, it seemed that the entire Far North was lacking a bit of life!

When they arrived in the middle of the far north, they didn't see any traces of alien races, and when they arrived at the Snow God Heavenly Capital, there were only some old and weak women and children left in the city, and they knew that the war of annihilation had been in full swing!

Jin Chiya asked Jin Jiantian and the others to protect Feng Yang, and immediately took off, he wanted to rush back to the Protoss, and after Storm learned a little more about the situation, he also flew away, letting Feng Yang and the others be careful.

Feng Yang looked up and saw that the sky was faintly covered with a faint layer of blood, so similar to the feeling of the last scene in the dream, maybe it won't be long before that day will come again!

"Gu Master, what are you looking at?" Bai Yi asked.

"Do you see any difference in the sky?" asked Feng Yang rhetorically.

"It feels a little heavy, as if it is enveloped by an invisible force!"

"He's coming out!"

"Who is he?"

"He's a demon god!"

"Demon God?"

"I can't tell, I've dreamed of it in my dreams, but he's different from ordinary demon gods, a bit like him, but it's not him!"

"Who is he?" Bai Yi was confused, feeling that Feng Yang had changed, becoming deeper, and it seemed that there were suddenly more endless secrets!

"He's... , don't worry so much, let's go eat, it feels so good... I haven't eaten in 10,000 years!" Feng Yang didn't want to say more, but added in his heart, "He may be me!"

A few people enjoyed a good meal, just came back from a lonely thousand-year practice, although the strength has increased, but the tired is the heart, quite a sense of physical and mental exhaustion, so they rested in the snow god for two days.

Two days later, although they are all strong in the realm realm, and they can fly away at a very fast speed with some strength, everyone is still used to walking on foot, and they have a more down-to-earth feeling.

Along the way, there is almost no ice and snow in the south of the Far North, and the once wind-blown sand belt has completely disappeared, giving people a feeling that the world is failing, and invisibly suppressing the hearts of several people.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles, he saw only a few hundred living people, and the corpses he saw were all over the ground, which reminded Feng Yang of the Scarlet Continent that gave birth to him in his dream, did everything have to happen again?

An old man was digging a pit in the mound, digging hard, his withered body as if he were digging a grave for himself, and there were already hundreds of graves nearby.

Feng Yang was a little touched, and stepped forward to ask, "Old man, did you dig these graves?"

The old man looked up, and there was a black bone-colored scar on his face, which looked ghostly, obviously a survivor who had come back from the pile of dead people.

"The old man's wife, sons, and grandchildren are all in this corpse, and the old man doesn't know which one belongs to them, so the old man wants to bury them all!"

The old man was laughing, and the old face with the scar was smiling very scary, but it gave people a very bleak feeling, and he added, "The last grave, the old man will keep it for himself!"

Several people were all silent, similar scenes should be everywhere on the Wanchao Continent, but judging from the old man's physical condition, maybe he is digging his own grave now.

Feng Yang took out the cold ice jade box, and inside was the Ice Heart Silkworm, "Old man, if you eat this, it will give you more time and strength." ”

Just looking at the jade box, the old man knew that the items inside must be very precious, and replied with a sneer, "No need, the old man is already dead......

The old man tore open his shirt, which was covered with mud and blood because of the excavation, and a large hole in his chest pierced his heart, exuding a black corpse gas, which turned out to be a ghoul.

Feng Yang and the others were not shocked, they had long felt that something was wrong with the old man, but out of their touch and admiration for this scene, they didn't use their minds to investigate.

Taking back the jade box, Feng Yang bowed to the old man and bowed deeply, and Bai Yi and the others also bowed and bowed, with tears in their eyes.

It is rumored that ghouls are all evil, but the old man in front of him is so divine!

"Don't worship the old man, what the old man is left is just a trace of obsession, if you keep going, ghouls like the old man may be able to encounter a lot!"

"Why?" Feng Yang asked, even if he had a deep grudge before he died, he usually turned into a ghost, and it was extremely difficult for the corpse to change.

"Allah, the corpse spirit, passed by here and took away some resentful corpses, although the old man is obsessed, but he does not have the heart of corpse resentment, he just wants to bury his wife and son, and then go into the earth for peace!"

"Allah?" Feng Yang frowned, but did not continue to ask, bowed to the old man again and left, and the old man's lonely figure began to dig again until he buried himself.

Recalling the experience in the dream, Feng Yang knew that there were corpses that turned into spirits, and finally became the true gods of the corpse spirits, and the divine realm was not pregnant with living beings, but graves that were specially buried or imprisoned for resentful corpses!

On the way, he asked Kong Xi, "Turkey, have you heard of Allah the corpse?"

"No!" Kong Xi shook his head, "But there is a true god of corpse spirits recorded in the clan, who often collects corpses with resentful spirits on the mainland, and even directly takes away some living people with strong evil grievances, so that people with evil thoughts are terrified, so they are also called pure evil true gods, and this corpse spirit Allah should be the inheritor!"

"Is he a corpse, or a human, or an alien?"

"It should be a corpse spirit, almost immortal, and there are countless corpses in its corpse world, and they can't be killed, if you fight him, the best way is to escape!"

"Oh, then do you think the corpse spirit dreams?" Yu'er suddenly interjected, her eyes flashing with magic light, which made Kong Xi's heart tremble, everything is easy to guard, but the power of this nightmare cannot be guarded against.

"Whether the corpse spirit can dream or not, you better find an ordinary corpse spirit to try first!"

"Well, that's a good idea!" Yu'er nodded, a little excited.

All the way, it was thousands of miles, the corpses were scattered everywhere, the field was full of graves, and sure enough, I met a lot of grave-digging ghouls, Yu'er experimented one by one, and the result was that the ghouls had no dreams!

"It's so boring, how can they not dream!" Yu'er said angrily.

"Haha, this time you have encountered a natural enemy, you can only escape when you encounter the corpse spirit Allah!" Feng Yang taunted Yu'er, and his mood seemed to be a little better.

"Fart, the old lady still has thunder and lightning, and specializes in evil things!" Yu'er's fingertips flashed with black thunder, staring at Feng Yang with a hint of threat, "Besides, corpses don't dream, don't you dream?"

Speaking of dreams, Feng Yang's mood sank again, he didn't tell them his dreams, Blood Dream was full of killing and loneliness all his life, and the endless years were a different kind of reality!

Seeing Feng Yang's low eyes, Chen Yun scolded slightly, "Yu'er, don't mess around!"

Yu'er pouted, as if she knew she was wrong, and couldn't help but think in her heart, "What did he dream about, why did he suddenly change as a person?"

The people present were quiet, they had the same thoughts, the Feng Yang in front of him was no longer the brutal and cunning fake girl at the beginning, there was a very complicated aura on him, which was a bit similar to the feeling of the two sides of the Lord God being one and strict, but Feng Yang seemed to have more faces!

The continent of the Ten Thousand Dynasties is incomparably wide, from the extreme north to the center of the continent, even if it is a day of thousands of miles, it will take more than a month, and all along the way are traces of ten years of bloody war!

The cultivated land has long been unmanaged, and has become a grassland, and what irrigates them is endless bloodshed, and it seems that even the fierce beasts have been eliminated, and the mountains and forests are quiet and sour.

The once bustling town was covered with sand and dust, like a historic monument, and the thick sand and dust were wiped away, and the dilapidated city was full of shocking scars, showing people its pain!

Villages and tribes should have been old people eating tea and chatting, children laughing and laughing, women returning from the fields with hard sweat on their temples, and young men going up to the mountains to hunt, shouting and singing songs and returning with a full load.

But now all that is left is the clothes pole where the clothes are dried, and there are still a few pieces of cloth hanging on them, and I don't know how many years they have been hanging, and they are blown into wisps of cloth by the wind and dust, telling about desolation.

"Uhh——!!!h

The wind poplar vented the heaviness of his heart, the thunderclouds were summoned, rumbling and rolling, and the torrential rain poured down, like heaven and earth crying together!

The "roaring" rain washed away the sand and dust of the houses and the earth, washed away the black bloodstains, and the "rolling" water seemed to be conscious, rolling a large amount of earth to bury the scattered bones.

Fengyang walked all the way, the rain kept falling, the back of the depression made people look sad, several people followed silently, and he was drenched in the rain together, this shower is January!