Many phantoms floated and sank in the shadows, Ji Changkong's eyes were confused, and he couldn't see the road ahead, he walked forward step by step, aimlessly moving towards the deepest depths.

The light around them was getting dimmer and dim, and it was almost impossible to see the road ahead, and it was hazy all around.

If you can see it clearly, you will find that the qiē in front of you is distorted, the flames burning around, and the remnants of the flames attached to it have decayed and withered, and even the flames have an unreal feeling, and the qiē in front of you are hazy, as if it was projected countless years ago.

Silently, Ji Changkong burst into tears, and countless pictures flashed the softest and most fragile places in his heart one by one, presenting the ending he didn't want to see the most, and finally stabbed his soft places to sparsely, dripping with blood, and his heart ached.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, and characters like the poison king who are afraid of things will also have a weak side, which is a weakness, but also the strongest strength.

Weakness is often the most fragile weakness, once it is discovered and exploited, it will lose its armor and lose its armor in an instant, but if it defeats it, or if it explodes because of weakness, it will explode with terrifying power, enough to destroy a qiē fear.

For example, the current Ji Changkong!

There were more and more scenes in front of him, and the cries were becoming more and more miserable, but the tears on Ji Changkong's face were drying up quickly, and his originally distorted face was also recovering.

I don't know how long later, when he reached the location of a staircase, the tears had completely disappeared, and the original hideous and terrifying face disappeared, replaced by incomparable peace, incomparable confidence, as if he could overcome the expression and movement of a qiē break together, which made his steps extraordinarily powerful.

Get lost!

At a certain moment, Ji Changkong suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was ancient, but at the same time, he burst out with an earth-shattering roar, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

As soon as the words came out, the world was shocked, and the voids in all directions trembled, and the endless faith and will contained in it made this dim world tremble, and then collapsed, the flames were extinguished, the skeleton ghosts around them disappeared, and the corpses that served as torches also turned into invisible murderous aura.

In just a few breaths, this world of dreams like a road to hell completely shattered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, only a long staircase and Ji Changkong towered.

Illusion, every qiē is an illusion, but if you can't see through it, it's real, even Ji Changkong can't guess what will happen to him if he continues like this, maybe he will go on like this until he dies of old age, and he will sink forever, or he may encounter some horror and swallow him.

But thankfully, he came out and reunited his broken heart with a strong will, and became stronger.

What kind of place is this, as soon as you look up, the stairs are in front of you, as high as the altar and unfathomable.

However, the difference is that this ladder is made up of corpse bones, the demon clan corpses are densely boneful, and even the upper and lower jaws on some of the ladders are still opening and closing as if they want to bite something, as well as the constantly turning, scarlet and cruel eyeballs, wriggling bloodshot intestines, and half-open brains......

He even saw that the lower body of an unknown demon clan was on the first staircase, the chest and abdomen were on the second staircase, connected to the visceral meridian bones, and on the third staircase was his missing half-missing head.

Disgusting, fearful, evil...... In an instant, an indescribable breath rushed straight into Ji Changkong, making people sick, and his stomach was churning.

There's no way, the one in front of him is too disgusting, and the people who are a little less willed are either scared to death by that breath or are disgusted to death by the one in front of him, you must know that even Ji Changkong feels uncomfortable, not to mention other people, it's not bad if he is not scared to death.

What the hell is this, what kind of place, how can there be such a thing in the altar of the human race? Ji Changkong's face was full of disbelief, and his eyes were wide open.

This is the altar of the human race.,Even if it's a special place, it shouldn't be like this.,The previous illusion was obviously deliberately created by a terrifying creature to cause him to fall.,Although it's terrifying and evil, it's a trace to follow.,And the past.,It's not incredible.。

But now, if he hadn't repeatedly confirmed that this was not an illusion, I am afraid that it would have been regarded as a challenge to test his psychology and limits.

Unfortunately, that's not it, everything in front of me is a fact.

It seems that the truth can only be known by waiting for this ladder, and there is only one way here, there is no choice, Ji Changkong gritted his teeth and endured his nausea and stepped on the first step, that is, the first ladder, and although he chose, the final foothold was on a large intestine.

The wriggling large intestine is slippery, soft, and bloodshot, and stepping on it is like a cleanliness person stepping on a muddy pit that has just rained in the dark, and unfortunately you happen to know that someone in this pit is pooping.

Well, that kind of nausea is not something that normal people can endure at all, at this moment, Ji Changkong can't wait to take off his shoes and wash them with hot water one hundred and eighty times!

It's disgusting, it's unbearable, and even the popping sound is like a magic sound.

He would rather fight with Tongxuan Power for 300 rounds and be bruised all over his body than suffer such a crime, but his strong will made him confess his lord alive.

Gritting his teeth, he took the second step, this time stepping on an eyeball, with a slight force, and with a snort, the eyeball was stepped on by him, and all kinds of colorful liquids splashed out to add a different color to the already disgusting staircase, so it was not disgusting.

The footsteps were lifted again, and the mucus on the large intestine was also raised, and the heels were greasy.

At this moment, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to protect it with qi and blood but found that once the qi and blood appeared, it would be swallowed by the steps under his feet, he wanted to block it with mana, but found that mana was useless at all, and the only way was to walk up step by step, stepping on filth.

He dared to say that he had never encountered such a disgusting place in his life, even in the burial ground of the small world of the Heroic Spirit, where the corpses everywhere had become so cute.

If it's just ordinary filthy internal organs, etc., the key is that the body that keeps moving, the eyes that turn, the big mouth that opens and closes, the wriggling large intestine, and the twitching blood vessels, as if they have been dissected halfway, but the creature that is dying only to find that the autopsy doctor has suddenly left.

In addition, the diffuse terrible aura also occupies a very important reason, the sky is wet and slippery, and the sticky people are out of breath and uncomfortable, like sweating on a hot day but having no place to bathe, not even water.

The sum of this series of things caused Ji Changkong to feel sick to his stomach now, and the whole person softened, and his qi and blood were confused.

Vomit!

In the end, he couldn't help it, bent down and vomited frantically, but when he looked down, he found a smiling face facing him and made him blush, fortunately he hadn't eaten anything for so long, otherwise he might have vomited in the dark.

More than an hour has passed when he has completely adjusted his state, and it will always be much better after getting used to it, for example, now he can at least calmly step on his eyeballs, and his feet are not soft on the peristalsis of the large intestine, this ladder is so long, he has a lot to face.

Once he got used to it, it was much better, and at this time he could really calm down and look at the surrounding qiē and find the difference between the steps.

Sure enough, he found it!

The stairs are not wide, they are about the same as normal stairs, but the difference is that they are very high!

It is about twice as high as the ordinary ladder, if you look closely, you will find that in fact, these steps are composed of complete demon corpses, that is to say, each demon is complete, although it seems to be incomplete, but if you look closely, you will find that there must be a complete body part within the ten steps.

This was inside the altar, and it was likely, though it was just a feeling, that he trusted his own judgment, but at the same time he was terrified of such a possibility.

The ancient altar is the holy soldier of the human race, vast and mysterious, infinitely powerful, and the only one in heaven and earth that is not trained by the saint, driven by the will of the human race, if the will is incomparable, if the people are united, they are invincible, and the holy soldiers of the demon clan can also compete with one or two.

But if the human race's mind and will are weak, then this holy soldier will also lose its due brilliance and be reduced to the third rate.

After so many years, this holy soldier not only did not recover the damage of the year, but the damage became more and more severe, and now it has even reached this kind of process.

What does this mean, it shows the weakness of the will of the human race!

That's right, there are more Terrans, there are more strong people, and they occupy more places, but the will is lower and uneven.

If it weren't for this, how could this holy soldier be so sluggish, so that there was actually a powerful person in the corpse of the demon clan who used means to get him inside the altar of the holy soldier, and neither of them could be completely controlled.

Ji Changkong didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help it, not necessarily for the sake of the human race, but just for his own life.

Such a strange place is almost a place of death, and if he guesses correctly, these corpses of the demon clan that make up the ladder are likely to be the source of the supreme demon clan's resurrection.

These bodies are relatively intact, and they retain some vitality more or less, which does not support them to live, but if they are allowed to gather these vitality together, then it is enough to resurrect any terrifying existence, according to Ji Changkong's guess, even if this altar is not built with the flesh and blood of the saint, there is a sub-saint.

A sub-Christmas student, what a terrifying thing it is, especially after obtaining the essence of this millions of demon races, that sub-saint may be able to further achieve a saint.

When the time comes, it will be a disaster, and since he himself has been introduced here, I am afraid it will not be better!R1058