Chapter 1492 Entering God
"This sound is a bit weird!" Zhou Tong frowned. He felt that the sound coming from the sky was strange. It was clear, but also a little illusory and vague.
He looked at Ancestor Kunpeng on the side, but Ancestor Kunpeng didn't seem to have any reaction. He felt that these things on his head were normal things.
"No way, is God reflected now? Or are these people guarding the passage reflected?" Zhou Tong suddenly thought of a terrible fact.
The real reflection is actually the method of the Immortal Emperor level, and only the Immortal Emperor level existence can see through it. I am now standing on the level of the Immortal Emperor with both feet, so I can see through it; but the Kunpeng ancestor on the side has only one foot on the level of the Immortal Emperor during his peak period, and now he is even worse, so it is naturally impossible to see through it.
"According to the records in ancient books, this road seems to be... No. 5374?" Suddenly there was another wave of mental fluctuations from above, with a hint of surprise and doubt.
However, when Zhou Tong heard all this, he felt that their voices seemed to come from the ancient and endless era. They did not sound like the voices of normal people at all, but just like a ghost or a ghost.
"No. 5374? It seems that the passage I opened when I left was recorded by God!" Ancestor Kunpeng was a little happy in his heart, not only the surprise of his own passage, but also the surprise of hearing God's voice again.
"The smell down there is really unpleasant. It doesn't feel like a good place. I'd better close it as soon as possible!"
"It's really weird. This passage has been abolished for a long time. Why is it suddenly opened today? It's better to call someone to repair it quickly so that there won't be any problems!"
There were waves of discussion from above, and there seemed to be several watchers guarding the place.
"Every passage in the sky is guarded by someone?" Zhou Tong looked at Kunpeng Ancestor aside.
"Of course, there are people guarding each passage, unless it is a passage that has just been opened and no one knows about it yet." Kunpeng Ancestor nodded.
"Forget it, let's go straight up! That passage is slowly healing. It seems that if you leave it alone for a while, it will slowly heal itself." Zhou Tong said.
"Of course, God is a big world. Since it is a big world, it will naturally react to external events. The world also has the function of active repair. It's just that God's function is much more powerful." Kunpeng The ancestor said leisurely.
"Let's go!" Zhou Tong was too lazy to listen to Kunpeng Ancestor continue to brag about his God.
As he spoke, he took Patriarch Kunpeng along the passage and climbed to the sky in one step.
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God is this world, the most mysterious place among the heavens. This place is cut off from the heavens. It is high above, overlooking the passing years. No matter how white clouds and dogs, the seas and fields, the time flies by, it is always detached above and out of reach.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless geniuses, proud of the heavens, overlooking the world, shocking the past and the present, intimidating the world, and looking down upon the heavens for years, but they have always been unable to reach the sky.
Especially for many invincible strong men in ancient times, even though they were infinitely powerful, it was still difficult for them to enter the heaven, and they eventually came to an end and ended miserably.
This is the most terrifying reality in the world.
For several epochs, it was difficult to find a strong man who could ascend to the heavens by his own strength.
God, for all living beings, that ancient land is an ultimate place that is unfathomable, elusive, and elusive.
But on this day, Zhou Tong finally came to this land.
"Is this the scenery of heaven?" Zhou Tong looked at the nearby scene carefully.
What can be seen with the naked eye is that this place is surrounded by dense light and mist, with thousands of rays of sunshine and thousands of auspicious colors. This is a peaceful pure land with green spiritual grass, just like a sea of life.
Each fairy grass seems to be nourished by true dragon blood and phoenix blood, and contains incredible power.
In the distance, there are large tracts of flowers blooming like fire clouds. They are growing here like large fire clouds. The petals are filled with light, dazzling and fragrant. During this period, there are also fairy trees rippling. Dots of green clouds are dotted among the flowers.
The mountain peaks not far away are majestic and majestic. Every piece of bluestone is emitting the aura of chaos. The entire mountain peak is steaming with fairy energy, giving off an indescribable aura of transcendence.
The sacred spring at the foot of the mountain is gurgling, and the spring water is tinkling like the sound of a piano. The green moss along the bank is piled with blue, and the light shakes the haze.
"I didn't expect that this place has not changed much for so many years!" Ancestor Kunpeng on the side almost burst into tears when he saw this scene. This is his hometown!
Zhou Tong said leisurely: "Are you sure there are no changes here?"
Such beautiful scenery at a good time showed a completely different scene when Zhou Tong looked at it intently.
Yaozhi fairy grass and red flowers and green moss have completely disappeared, but are in ruins, with only a few weeds left; the mountain peak not far away seems to have been cut off by a sword, and even the cross section has been blown away by the wind. Corroded.
There is no trace of fairyland beauty in the void, but a dilapidated scene. Occasionally, you can see pieces of spider webs among the dead branches. It is obvious that no one lives here.
"What do you mean?" Ancestor Kunpeng was a little puzzled. When he wanted to continue asking -
"Ancestor, is it really yours, Ancestor!!" The voice I heard before appeared again, and this time it seemed very excited, with a hint of vibrato in the voice.
Zhou Tong turned around and saw a young man covered in golden light. He looked at Kunpeng Ancestor with excitement on his face. Judging from the aura, they should be the descendants of ancestor Kunpeng.
But after taking a closer look, Zhou Tong sighed slightly in his heart. This was obviously not a living person, but... a ghost!
The dead people reflected from the long river of history, some people reflected this area, making it return to its peak glory.
Obviously, the descendants of Kunpeng Ancestor are all dead, and now they can only rely on the reflection of a certain Immortal Emperor to "come back to life". If they turned the imaginary into reality, they would still be resurrected; but based on what Zhou Tong has seen so far, they are still far away from resurrection, and if they are disturbed, they may be gone.
If something strange and ominous happened at this time, his resurrection plan would completely collapse.
However, Patriarch Kunpeng on the side obviously did not see the origin of this descendant.
He greeted him with surprise on his face: "Haha, Xiao Jinjin, it's you. I didn't expect to see you after so many years when I just came back?"
"Ancestor, can you please stop calling me by this name!" The young man with golden light all over his body was a little embarrassed. He looked at Zhou Tong, feeling a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
Zhou Tong sighed slightly, but did not expose the lie. He just looked aside.
