Chapter 3841 The God Falls

Live toward death.

This is the road to raising corpses, which has always been in legends, but at this time, Lin Fan is suspected to have witnessed the legend!

"If someone really walked this path, why has there never been any record since ancient times?"

Qingyue frowned.

Her family background is so scary that she is a two-god god. In theory, any legends from ancient times to the present cannot be hidden from her parents. Moreover, such a thing is so incredible that her parents would not notify her if they knew it.

"Maybe before the rise of the two gods."

Of course, Lin Fan knew what Qingyue was doubting and made a speculation.

Qingyue nodded slightly.

Only before the rise of the two gods, the owner of the corpse-raising land successfully lived to death and deliberately erased a certain piece of ancient history can he hide it from the two gods.

"Of course, this is just my speculation. No one is sure whether he took that road to the highest point."

Lin Fan whispered.

The nine-mouth coffin crossed the coffin, which shocked everyone here and exuded a rich and terrifying vitality, but only five of them were empty, and the other four were still closed.

Suddenly, the red light rose and fell day by night, accompanied by a rumbling sound.

After listening carefully, it turned out to be like a human breathing, which made Lin Fan's face suddenly change!

It was just because this suspected breathing sound came from the closed coffin, as if the creatures in it were about to wake up and pushed out of the coffin.

"Go back quickly! Go away!"

Someone screamed and roared and rushed into the endless red light.

They would rather go into the red light to fight the demon shadow than stay here for a moment.

Lin Fan also quickly went down the cliff, and many demon shadows rushed towards him, but it was useless. The Tianxuan swayed gently, and the rules rippled into pieces, smashing all the demon shadows that rushed into powder and spilling all the ground.

"Why……"

At this moment, a sigh seemed to ring in Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan's hair stands upside down!

He was fully focused, solemn and serious, and raised the power of his soul to the extreme. He never felt that a creature was approaching and sighed behind his ears.

"Did you hear anything?"

Lin Fan asked.

Qingyue was stunned.

It was obvious that Qingyue didn't hear the sigh.

What’s even more incredible is that even the Lien Tian Zhuo did not warn you!

This is terrifying.

You should know that the origin and roots of the Heavenly Refining Prison are so big that they are scary. If you study it in depth, it may be shocking for several epochs.

"Click!"

Something even more terrifying happened!

After that sigh, it made a cracking sound like the magic box being opened, and that sigh actually appeared in Lin Fan's ears again!

Lin Fan looked back and tried his best to see him. He looked at the cave. In an instant, his hair exploded and his whole body was chilling!

He saw a creature covered in the thick fog of life and death, looking at him.

In fact, Lin Fan could not see the face of this creature, and of course he could not feel the gaze of this creature.

But Lin Fan felt this way.

This creature, shrouded in the energy of life and death, was grinning at him, as if he had been together for a long time, or as if he had been away for a long time.

"Go away!"

Lin Fan speeded up and grabbed Qingyue firmly, turned into golden light, rushed down, and there was nothing to stop along the way.

After rushing out of the red light, it turned out to be boundless darkness, accompanied by a terrifyingly dead aura.

This kind of death aura is so terrifying. It seems that a person of one generation is buried here. Even a cultivator like Lin Fan feels that his whole body is so cold that it is bone-black.

In the distance, there is a brown earthy mountain.

After getting closer, Lin Fan was shocked!

How could this be called a mountain?

It is clearly made up of corpses.

The earth mountain is ten feet high and ten miles in a radius, and it is actually full of corpses.

Qingyue's scalp was numb: "How many corpses are needed to accumulate into mountains, and what a tragic battle is needed to make at least 100,000 people die here."

“Incredible.”

Lin Fan smiled bitterly.

Hundreds of thousands of people come to God.

This is Lin Fan and Qing Yue’s guess.

That is, at least 100,000 corpses of the gods are needed to form this earthen mountain.

But only in this era of Lin Fan, how many people can he have in the gods?

I am afraid that if I have collected all the Linshen for a century, it will only cost 100,000.

"They seem to be guarding something."

Lin Fan looked at the peak. He wanted to go back to the time, but then smiled bitterly.

Hundreds of thousands of people fell here, and he did not have the ability to deduce time and space here.

Lin Fan and Qingyue pay tribute here and then walk forward.

"Nirvana is buried here."

It was a stone tablet.

There are ancient words on it, which Lin Fan and Qingyue didn't know, but there was a divine thought that spanned time and space, allowing Lin Fan and Qingyue to capture.

"Nirvana."

Qingyue took a deep breath and said, "It was an extremely dazzling era. It is said that a god came out of that era, but he ended up burying here."

"Are you buried here for the entire era?" Qingyue's face turned slightly pale.

Lin Fan said: "It should be that all the high-level cultivators of the Nirvana Chronicle will be buried here."

Lin Fan and Qingyue continued to move forward.

In the endless dead energy, there was a strange torch burning.

"That is the divine principle."

Qingyue's scalp was numb, and there was actually flesh and blood in the torch, and the fire that illuminated the darkness was the flesh and blood burning.

Lin Fan sucked in the air!

The flesh and blood must be the body of the god, because just looking at it like this, his rune eye would explode and blood would emerge.

"Oh...I'm lost."

At this moment, this pessimistic voice echoed in the empty space.

"The god... is too weak."

"I hurt them."

"I'm wrong, the one who follows me."

In a trance.

Whether it is Lin Fan or Qing Yue.

Everyone saw a figure wearing a crown and extremely majestic figure walking and wandering here.

He should have been unparalleled in awe and could suppress the sky and the earth, but at this time, he staggered, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and a dark gold spear was inserted into his chest.

"I... was wrong, sorry for you, I'm buried for a centenary, I'm a sinner."

This man must be a god. Lin Fan and Qingyue were both infected by that emotion, and their hearts seemed to be built with countless huge rocks.

remorse.

pain.

Pity.

The negative emotions were empathized by Lin Fan and his wife.
To be continued...