Chapter 2386: God's life

Entering the tomb of the gods, the breath of God emerges and is very depressed.

Followed by the waiter, showing discomfort, she rubbed her chest, half-squatting on the ground, it looked very uncomfortable.

After coming here, Yiqian’s body is releasing the color of the road, and the gods of the eyebrows naturally appear. Her body surface, a mask of God appeared, and the breath of those repressed gods were kept out of the body.

As for the sable, there is no light emission from the body. In the face of this breath of God, he does not feel the feeling of depression. On the contrary, he feels very comfortable.

The heart of the **** in his body seems to be surprisingly active at this moment, and the frequency of beating has also increased.

In the beating, it seems to still absorb the faint energy of the surrounding.

The energy that exists in this space is obviously the energy of God.

This feeling made a significant change in the face of the purple cicada. This change was obviously a surprise or shock in the eyes of the waiter.

However, she is also very surprised at the fleshy body, so powerful that it can withstand the pressure of the gods here.

This is a dark passage. The two walls of the passage depict some very old murals. There are some battle scenes in the murals. Among them are some Protoss. In the battle against some inexplicable creatures, the battle looks very fierce.

Yiqian walked forward and looked at the murals along the way. Many of the creatures, even her, could not name them. The creature looks strange, it can be compared with God, and the combat power is very strong.

The purple scorpion followed the back of the Qiang, and at the end was the waiter. She stepped forward and walked very hard.

This situation is obviously due to physical reasons, external forces can not help. Unless Yiqian is willing to put her power to give a part of the lotus.

The passage came to an end, and the waiter could barely stand. According to Qian’s head, she looked at the waiter. "You stay here, I am going in with the purple."

"Yes!" Waiting for the lotus nod, no longer going forward, she did not hold on.

Yiqian and Ziyan walked toward the front.

The dark passage disappeared and appeared in front of the two, a world of brilliant colors. In the sky, sometimes there are some ribbons, and those ribbons are pure power of God.

This is a colorful world, but it is also a desolate and bleak world. In the eyes, there are raised graves above the earth. In front of those graves, there are some black stone monuments, and the stone tablets are covered with gods. The handwriting of some Protoss seems to be a detailed introduction to the dead God.

At first glance, these graves are all over the place, countless.

"There are so many gods who have died!" Seeing these graves, Zi Yan was moved.

His heart of the gods, beating faster and faster, constantly absorbing the power of these gods. At the same time, the heart passes these powers of the gods through the blood to the body of the purple scorpion, which strengthens his body.

The power of the gods in this world is endless. The purple scorpion can absorb the power of these gods. This place is a treasure for him. This makes him guess that if he stays here, he will directly have the Eucharist. , advanced to the ninth level.

Yiqian obviously doesn't know much about this place. At this moment, she is looking around and seems to be identifying a certain direction.

“Where are we going to go?” Zi Yan asked.

"It’s been deep, there is an altar, let’s go there!” Yi Qian’s eyes locked in one direction.

The two started to move forward, and when they were on the way, Zi Yan discovered that there was a whirlpool in the body of Yi Qian. In the whirlpool, there was a suction, and the power of God from all directions was being Give absorption.

It seems that I feel the doubts of Zi Yan, Yi Qian said: "Come here is not only for worship, mainly because of the organic edge here."

Although Zi Yan is also absorbing the power of God, but the fluctuation is not large, at least according to Qian did not notice.

And unlike Yiqian, the heart of the **** of the purple scorpion absorbs the purest part of the power of God and then refines it. According to Qian, it is all absorbed, and then refining, so it is very quiet.

"Whoever dares to come here to plunder the power of the gods!"

At this time, just listening to the top of the sky, there was a burst of drink. I saw a colorful brilliance, quickly falling from the sky, and after reaching the ground, it became a tall protoss.

In his hand, holding a colorful sword, the body of the gods of terror is released.

In the eyes of Zi Yan, the light of gold and silver flashed, staring at the Protoss, and found that the other party is not a real body, but a spirit.

"People, die!"

The protoss' eyes fell on the purple scorpion, and the murder was immediately collapsed in the eyes. The sword in his hand quickly went to the purple scorpion.

The purple-faced expressionless fist is punched out with one punch.

"Peng!"

The falling knives were instantly broken, and his fists hit him, hitting each other's body and punching the other's body.

The body burst open, and the energy of the gods was scattered. Some of them were absorbed by the purple scorpion, and the other part was plundered by Yiqian.

"These are the creatures that naturally appear here. It is not a real Protoss. For those who come here, this is the chance."

Yiqian passed through the two graves and looked at a stone monument beside him: "Before they came, they told me that as long as they don't move these things, other creatures can be refining at will."

"Don't move these things?" Zi Yan seemed very puzzled, but as he looked around, he saw a broken sword in a grave.

The broken sword lay there quietly, and there was already rust on the surface. Although the things placed on the graves of the gods were certainly not ordinary, after years of baptism, this thing wanted to become a thing.

"Yeah." Yiqian nodded.

Zi Yan said that after all, the deceased is big, even if these things have no value, they will not move.

"How did these gods die?" At the time of the trip, Zi Yan asked the doubts in his heart.

"It is said that there are other creatures invading. These gods are killed by those who fight against the creatures."

“Like those painted on the mural?”

"Yes. But not absolutely, there are still some who are said to have died in the battle with the Star of Life. Some of their bodies were found and they were buried here."

Looking forward to the purple scorpion, Yi Qiantou said: "Many dead gods will have no bones, because God is a treasure for the existence of blasphemy. Your teacher, that is, the Promise, once Just swear by God."

Zi Yan remembered the essence of the **** that was given to him by the Promise. The guess in his heart was that he got it after destroying God.

"Since the two sides are enemies, why does God allow us to exist?" This is the doubt in the heart of Zi Yan.

The people of their Star of Life are absolutely enemies with the Protoss, and even kill a god. But when I came to this world, those gods treated them completely like no mortal enemies, not only recognized their existence, but also allowed him to participate in the fight, and even allowed him to become the personal guard of Yiqian.

"God also has factions! It is also not united! The enemy of the Star of Life is only some of God's existence, not all God!"

According to Qian’s words, he solved doubts about Zi Yan, but he is still somewhat unbelievable, and God is not united.

At the time of the trip, Yiqian, who constantly absorbed the power of God, once again alerted a spirit.

As soon as the other party appeared, it was self-ignoring Yiqian. Instead, it was full of murderousness to him, and the words were nothing but mortal death.

It seems that at this moment, the importance of killing mortals is even greater than that of plundering the gods.

This one spirit, the combat power is stronger than the previous one, and the two-boxed purple scorpion not only did not solve the other side, but was also shaken back.

"Hey!"

His body flashed and rushed toward the spirit. When he rushed forward, the broken knife in his hand suddenly came out.

As the poles pass by, the purple scorpion stands behind the spirit.

The body of the spirit is rapidly dissipating. As in the past, most of the energy is forcibly absorbed by Yiqian.

When the enemy is ready to take the knife and return to the sheath, it is found that the broken knife is flashing brightly.

In addition to this radiance, Zi Yan also felt a strong desire from the broken knife.

“Is it a feeling of blasphemy?”

Zi Yan can not help but guess, after all, this is the star of life, the famous sacred soldier, once and for sure, destroyed God. This knife, although it has destroyed the spirit, still evokes the desire of the broken knife to blaspheme.

With this kind of thought in mind, Zi Yan will no longer take the knife and return to the sheath, but will go ahead with the knife and pass along the way. He also uses the broken knife to destroy those spirits.

It must be said that this broken knife seems to have a unique lethal effect on the spirit, and it is exceptionally sharp.

Walking through the graves, the sable can also feel the repressed breath in those graves, as if there is a strong existence in the middle.

Some of these graves also have a variety of weapons, but most of them are broken weapons.

Seeing these weapons, Ziyan can think of how fierce the war of the year was, and these weapons should not be holy.

As we move forward, as more and more souls are killed, the light above the broken knife is more and more bright, and the desire is becoming stronger.

Zi Yan looked at the bright broken knife in his hand and looked at the graveyard in front of the line of sight that barely saw the end. He smiled faintly: "Reassured, I will let you kill enough!"

Yiqian is behind the purple ~~www.readwn.com~ I watched Ziyan being a qualified guard.

One after another, he was forcibly annihilated by him.

During this period, he also constantly used the speed and showed great strength, which made them move forward without any pause.

In this way, after going far and far, the broken knife in the hands of Zi Yan began to tremble, and there was a desire in the tremor.

After killing a creature, the broken knife forced the direction to change.

Next, if the purple scorpion turns around, the broken knife points in that direction.

"What is this?" Zi Yan seems very puzzled.

"It seems to be guiding a certain direction." Yiqian said.

Next, the two went in this direction. After passing through a dozen graves, Zi Yan’s eyes fell on a grave. To be precise, it should be the one that fell on the grave. The half of the rusted blade.