It is not the purple air of the land of creation, it is a dark, dead silence, like a starry sky, like the final habitat of the soul.

The tragic aura shook the sky, although he couldn't see anything, but Lin Huang could see a tragic fight.

It was a god war.

The war between the two gods is hidden in the long river of history and is not known.

At the end of the battle, a god was defeated and fell, and the corpse fell into a star field, destroying the world and destroying the world, and the tragic breath of death collapsed a world, and the god fell, and a world was buried.

Lin Huang saw the fall of a god and the destruction of a world. And then there was the Land of the Fallen Gods.

"A qiē is a scam. ”

Lin Huang opened his mouth lightly, his eyes were like electricity, tearing through the darkness, and this dark and dead space was instantly illuminated by Lin Huang's eyes, revealing the truth.

Where is there any place of fallen gods, there is only a magnificent corpse like a galaxy, lying in the starry sky, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, with a tragic breath, attracting not, it has the power to collapse the stars and destroy the world.

This is a corpse of a god, a real corpse of a god.

Even if it has fallen for an unknown number of thousands of years, it is still immortal. His heart was gouged out, leaving a huge void, and in that void, Lin Huang saw the battlefield of the fallen gods and saw the many geniuses inside.

"It's a scam. ”

Lin Huang spoke again, his eyes were like electricity, and he grasped the heavens.

In Lin Huang's cold and silver-white eyes, the truth was perceived and turned one by one.

Millions of years ago, this god fell, and the corpse of the god lay in the starry sky, eternal immortal, terrifying killing breath, death pervaded, turning this star field into a terrifying place of death, even if a saint entered, he would be suppressed by the breath of the god's death.

Then one day, a vague figure came here, standing where Lin Huang was standing at the moment, gathering the resentment of this divine corpse, condensing it on his head, and then using supreme means to deduce a small world with the help of the residual power of the divine corpse in the lost heart of the divine corpse.

Then the legend of the Fallen God Battlefield began to spread in the Ten Thousand Worlds, and gradually some people found this place, and unconsciously threw themselves into the Fallen God Battlefield, they fought, they sacrificed, and they dedicated.

All of them are a hoax, a scam that has been going on for millions of years.

Lin Huang's face was expressionless, he had already understood it, so it was no longer a scam for him. It's a creation. The true creation of the Fallen God Battlefield.

A god corpse, even if it has fallen, but the corpse is immortal, and it can gain insight into the mysteries of the gods and find the mystery of the perfect god body.

This is a great opportunity, a great creation. The forest famine cannot be let go.

Simply sitting in the void, Lin Huang's eyes were cold, and he had a careful insight, but unfortunately the gods were unpredictable, even though they had already fallen, they were just a corpse, but they were still immortal, eternal gods, indestructible, unshakable, so that Lin Huang could not identify the identity of this god from the Tao and law contained in this god corpse.

Although it is a pity, Lin Huang's feelings did not fluctuate at all, and he quietly realized that even if he could not comprehend the law and Tao left by this divine corpse, just by seeing the outline and body shape of this divine corpse, and looking at the eyes, nose bridge, lips, limbs, and arms of the divine corpse, Lin Huang benefited a lot, and he had a little more understanding of the realm of the gods.

What is a god, perfection is a god.

Therefore, even if he didn't know the identity of this god and couldn't grasp his law and path, but just that, Lin Huang had already found a way to break through to the perfect divine body.

Because at this moment he saw perfection.

The realization became more and more profound, Lin Huang's divine body gradually began to burn, the divine light was bright, the treasure was solemn, the golden bones became tight and bright, and all kinds of rules in the flesh and blood were intertwined, so that Lin Huang's divine body gradually became short, and then swelled suddenly, so after nine times.

Lin Huang's body finally stabilized, and it didn't seem to have changed much, but if you measured it carefully with a ruler, you would find that every part of Lin Huang's body was perfectly proportioned, and it was not at all possible that human beings could do it.

Obviously, his face has not changed much, but the first time he saw Lin Huang, the first thought that rose in anyone's mind was perfection, this is a perfect man. At least in appearance, perfection has been achieved.

The cultivation of the perfect divine body took the first step, Lin Huang's cold and silver eyes began to fall to other places, he didn't know how long he had comprehended, but at this moment, he had already seen the mystery of the perfect divine body, and the next thing was to perfect his law and dao, and then engrave it in his body, to achieve harmony everywhere, like heaven, that is when he achieved the perfect divine body.

Eyes moved, Lin Huang stretched out his hand, and pointed like a knife, cutting the void, the bell bombarded the god corpse, fireworks appeared, Lin Huang snorted coldly, the corner of his mouth spilled blood, staggered back three steps, and the place where the god corpse was bombarded, but there was not even a trace left.

The perfect god body is immortal and immortal, even if it is just a fallen god corpse, if it does not become a god, it is impossible to imagine being able to hurt a single hair of the god corpse.

Lin Huang's cold and silver-white eyes flickered, calculating in his heart, knowing that it was impossible for him to hurt this divine corpse, his gaze turned and fell on the head of the divine corpse, where all the grievances of this divine corpse were gathered.

Lin Huang's feet moved, crossed the starry sky, crossed hundreds of millions of miles, and came to the head of the god corpse. Just a head, a million miles in size, has not yet approached tens of millions of miles, and all kinds of grievances rise and intertwine.

With a god who fell all his grievances, cursed the heavens and cursed the earth, turned into unconscious resentments, stretched for millions of miles, destroyed the withering and decaying, and ruined the vitality. There are no less than hundreds of millions of resentful roars, which are intimidating.

Sensing the approach of the flesh and blood creatures, the outermost hundred-hundred-headed resentful creatures immediately roared and slaughtered towards the forest wilderness.

Lin Huang's face was expressionless, he raised his hand, clenched his fists, stirred the sky, and shattered.

More than 100 resentful nightmares were directly bombarded and killed, turning into a wisp of resentment wrapped around the fingertips of Lin Huang, and the overwhelming curse surged.

Lin Huang snorted, his eyes flashed, and he withdrew for a million miles.

Fingertips were swirled with resentment, and all kinds of curses rose in his heart.

"I curse you, the divine body collapses, and the soul decays!"

"I curse you, and you will never be freed from the netherworld!"

"I curse you......"

The monstrous sound of the curse roared and hissed.

Lin Huang's divine body began to disintegrate, and the wisps of resentment on his fingertips instantly swelled, turning into a huge resentment and rushing towards Lin Huang's soul.

Lin Huang snorted coldly, his power exploded, his divine light was shining, and he shot out six reincarnation divine fists, suppressed a qiē, and once again shattered the resentment, turning it into a wisp of resentment, wrapping around his fingertips.

Isolate the sound of the curse and suppress all kinds of ominousness, but if you want to completely erase this wisp of resentment, you can't do it.

Lin Huang's cold, silver-white eyes turned and looked at the head of the god corpse, where there were no less than hundreds of millions of heads of resentment struggling, roaring, unable to be freed, and making people look at it.

Lin Huang lowered his head, looked at the wisps of indestructible resentment at his fingertips, waved his hand, turned around and left. The resentment of the fall of the gods is not something that he can resolve at this moment, it is enough to get a wisp of resentment, and if he goes further, he can only find death by himself.

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