The position of Ling Yu and the four of them on the high platform belongs to the edge of the high platform, and the area above the high platform can also be said to be extremely vast, and at the edge of the Ling Yu and a few people did not find the so-called creation, so the four of Ling Yu walked towards the center, because in the middle Ling Yu and a few people seemed to see some shadows!

After those people climbed up, they directly collapsed to the ground and rested, the little fat man was also in this group, but the little fat man's situation was better than the others', just rested for a while, and chased in the direction of Ling Yu! Of course, not all of them went up to the high platform, only half of the sixty or so people did it, and there were more than 20 people who were tired like dead dogs, lying there and not wanting to move.

The further he walked, the more depressed Ling Yu felt, it was too quiet! There was not even a trace of wind.

"Hmm, is that the shadow just now these futons?" Ling Yu thought as he stood in front of a circular object.

Ling Yu once seemed to have seen these futons in the picture, neatly arranged on the high platform, no less than 100,000 huge, these are for those who come to listen to the sermon of the Emperor Jiuyang! Ling Yu looked at these futons and could also imagine the grand scene at that time, more than 100,000 people sat on the high platform, and countless people listened to the emperor's sermon under the high platform, how magnificent, but these are no longer there, and they all dissipated with that battle!

Poof~ Ling Yu waved his hand, brought up a wisp of wind, and blew it on the futon in front of him, and the futon easily turned into a push of powder! Time is too long, no matter how good the material is, it can't withstand the polishing of time, Ling Yu doesn't know what the material of the futon is, but it must not be a mortal thing to let the emperor take it out for others to sit on, but it has become fly ash, and time has exhausted its internal divinity.

Unless it is made of immortal gold or some special substance, it can withstand the polishing of time! But who will use the supreme immortal gold to make a futon, even the emperor is impossible, the immortal gold is too little, so little that even the emperor has to cherish it.

There was a pile of ashes in front of it, which was supposed to be a knife, but it also turned into ashes, and the original appearance was no longer visible. Continuing to move forward, there are more and more things on the ground, most of them are in the shape of some weapons, but they are all dilapidated, Ling Yu saw a fairly well-preserved long sword, which was rusty, but there were also shiny flashes in some places, Ling Yu was just about to pick it up and check it, as soon as his fingers touched the hilt, the long sword shattered!

Ling Yu was disappointed, it seemed that he might not be able to find anything useful here, and if he wanted to gain something, he had to go to the center.

"Hey, Ling Yu wait a minute!" a voice came, it was the voice of the little fat man, and the little fat man had already caught up.

"Heh, little fat man, it's quite fast, they're all catching up!" Ling Yu turned back to the little fat man and said.

"Haha, yes, it doesn't matter who I am, I'm unique, I don't know how many people want to see the color of my pants?" said the little fat man with his head held high.

"Cut! It's up to you, but no one wants to see the color of your pants!haha!" Ling Yu said with a smile.

"By the way, did you see those pictures and hear those voices when you climbed the platform?" Ling Yu asked.

"Well, I heard it, I saw it, it was really prosperous at that time! The warriors were also very powerful, but now there are only a pile of ruins left, what kind of enemy can make a great emperor, a great world's warriors all disappear? Could it be people from another big world? It's impossible! Although there is a struggle between the big world and the big world, it won't kill all the creatures of the entire big world! And it will also shatter a big world, this is too cruel!" The little fat man said!

"Then do you know the Emperor of Jiuyang, Wu Jiuyang?" Ling Yu asked the little fat man.

"Well, I know something, Wu Jiuyang, known as the Emperor of Jiuyang, is the Emperor of the Great World of Jiuyang, and he preaches in the Great World of Jiuyang!" said the little fat man solemnly.

"Damn, didn't you say nothing, isn't there anything else?" Ling Yu rolled his eyes.

"Damn, it's good to know this, the records about the emperor can't be recorded by a pen, they are all passed down by word of mouth, and they can't be recorded by words at all!" said the little fat man.

"Why is that?" Ling Yu wondered.

"What kind of person is the emperor, that is the person who has been certified to the throne! Such a person has to prove a great avenue, and this avenue will protect this person in the dark, and the records about this person will basically be news, unless it is preserved by special means, or the emperor himself has retained it!" said the little fat man.

"So hanging?" Ling Yu said in shock, compared to the Great Emperor of the Nine Yang Land, the Blood Killing Emperor is really nothing, and the Blood Killing Emperor can only call in the Nether.

"Of course, don't you know that the higher the strength, the more difficult it is for others to calculate? When you reach the level of the Great Emperor, no one can calculate it! Even people of the same level can't calculate it if they want to. The little fat man said.

The little fat man and Ling Yu said as they walked.

"Look, there's a futon ahead, it's still glowing!"

Ling Yu and the little fat man hurriedly stopped talking, and looked over, sure enough, there was a futon there exuding a faint golden light, and there was a small stone platform next to the futon, about half a meter high, in a hexagonal pattern, with a few jade slips on it, which were also exuding a hazy light.

"Haha, creation, this is creation, that futon must be the futon that the Emperor Jiuyang sat on, and the jade slip on the stone platform must also be the supreme scripture left by the emperor!"

Whoosh~ Someone couldn't help but make a move, of course Ling Yu and these people would not lag behind, the Blood God Son, the Ice and Snow Saintess and others shot one after another, sending out attacks to attack that person, while rapidly approaching the futon!

"Stop, that belongs to my Blood God Son!" the Blood God Son said coldly with a hideous expression.

"Stop, that's mine!" The others also shouted, they couldn't give up and be calm about creation, and regarded the so-called creation as their own. For other people's covetousness, I can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood, and the move is a killing move, which is extremely ruthless, at this time, who cares what kind of god or saint you are, all of them are enemies of life and death.

Hum~ Suddenly the golden light burst into the sky, and the golden light filled the field of vision! Suddenly, Ling Yu felt that he couldn't move, so he was so fixed there, his posture was still running forward, Ling Yu felt that nothing was moving!