The building that can still show its scale from a satellite perspective is not a real building, but a pile.
Pile of corpses.
Endless corpses, from the perspective of a satellite, piled up like the Great Wall, creating a pyramid-like scale.
The corpses that make up the corpse pile include minority groups that originally lived in the Arctic ice fields, ice species such as polar bears, as well as seals and giant fish in the sea.
These are not surprising. The most shocking thing is that the woolly giant elephants and extinct mammoths dragged their stiff and half-rotted frozen bodies into the pile of corpses and lay down on their own.
Similarly, various creatures that were sealed under the eternal frozen soil that cannot be explained by modern biological archeology revived one by one, walked over on their own, and became part of the horrific pile of corpses.
The piles of corpses are not simply piled together, but are squeezed together and forcibly merged.
The terrifying dirty blood and the corpse energy that covered the sky created a giant pile of corpses and a corpse demon. There was also a flesh and blood throne on top of it. A man was standing on top of it, pressing his hands on the armrests, looking up to the sky, as if he was watching the sky.
Look at the satellite.
In front of Qinglong and Fengwu, the last photo sent by the technology satellite was magnified countless times, as if they were looking at each other face to face.
Xu Qian's gaze.
There are no bloodshot eyes, no whites, no pupils or kernels in the eyes, but there is rich darkness, pure darkness flowing out if it wants to overflow.
These are no longer the eyes of a corpse demon, nor are they the eyes of Xu Qian.
That is,
black sky!
The two of them looked at the pair of black eyes in silence, as if they were seeing the darkest sky, so dark that there was no trace of light.
Qinglong once heard Chen Yang talk about Black Sky's deeds, and thought it was nothing unusual at the time.
Just like a monkey, it wants to overthrow the world, but is suppressed by someone's backhand.
But that's it.
But when he really met these eyes at this time, even though he knew that this was just a reflection of the terrifying existence of Black Sky, Qinglong still felt the opposite side of eternal immortality - annihilation.
That is a kind of artistic conception,
As straight as,
Mortals, face God, heaven, and Tao.
"Old...old...boss..."
Feng Wu's teeth were chattering.
Qinglong was stunned for a moment, as if he was awakened from a nap, half asleep, and was at a loss for a moment.
Qinglong's realm and life essence are far superior to Feng Wu, so he is a hundred times more frightened by Heitian's glance than Feng Wu, and the time it takes to escape is far longer than hers.
Once he was awakened, Qinglong knew why Feng Wu was so frightened.
She should not have been able to feel the terror of Krishna.
Just like an ant doesn't know how terrible a person is, even if it just crawled past the person's feet.
If the level is too far apart, it will actually turn a blind eye.
Compared with Fengwu, Qinglong is no longer an ant. It can be called a cockroach. It can already glimpse the great horror.
Qinglong originally wanted to ask what happened to Feng Wu? But when the words came to his mouth, he realized that there was no need to ask.
The air projection in front of them was originally a photo taken and sent via satellite.
The so-called photos are those that are solidified, fixed, and no longer change.
However, in the photo in front of me, between the pair of dark eyes, there is clearly a man and a woman, one green and one red, two figures reflected on it.
It was as if they were standing face to face with someone and saw themselves in the other person's eyes.
But, that's a photo.
A breath ago, it was clear that there was only pure black in the photo.
The scene of the green dragon and the dancing phoenix reflected in this scene is extremely weird and terrifying, and it completely reverses the "fruit" that has become a reality.
Playing with cause and effect, interfering with reality.
The green dragon and the phoenix dance, horrified, as if hearing someone say in their ears: