Wang Long became a little interested, sat down next to Wang Ming, bumped Wang Ming's shoulder, with an interested smile on his face, and urged: "Brother Wang, tell me about it! I haven't been exposed to it yet.
Where are the figures of the God-Slaying level?"
"Sometimes I'd rather not know."
Wang Ming looked at Wang Long's face, as if he saw himself before. Facing Wang Long, who was very interested, he did not refuse, but sighed heavily.
"People at the God-Slaying level are not the ones we should get in contact with at all."
"Why do you say that?"
Wang Long kept chewing in his mouth, with a look of interest on his face.
"To understand the God of Slaughter, you should first understand what a god is?"
"Isn't God difficult to understand?" Wang Long said nonchalantly: "Are there still few people in the human race who claim to be gods? There are also many among the demon race. They can call the wind and rain, and easily move mountains and reclaim seas, which can be regarded as gods.
God!"
There was a hint of admiration in Wang Long's words, and he sighed: "There is a god of unknown age enshrined in the family, and the treatment is simply great, including the blood and essence of the strongest ferocious beasts and all kinds of rare treasures.
The treasures are all used to worship him, although most of the time he won't ask for them."
A disdainful smile appeared on Wang Ming's face. He showed it without hiding it, and Wang Long could easily see it.
His expression made Wang Long's excited expression gradually solidify, his smile disappeared little by little, and he frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Your understanding of God is too broad." Wang Ming had an expression on his face that didn't know whether to say sadness or joy. The expression at that moment was extremely complicated, and Wang Long would never forget it for a long time to come.
"There are not that many real gods. The most that the family sacrifices is the remnant soul of a deceased ancestor. At the peak of his life, he could not exert the power of a god-slaying level. At most, he could change the celestial phenomena and move the world.
It’s just a matter of filling up the mountains and filling the sea.”
"Isn't that powerful enough?"
Wang Long looked a little confused.
"No, this is not considered strong, it can even be said to be weak." Wang Ming had a sarcastic smile on his face. Ever since he knew what the God-Slaying Level meant from the family secret code, he had been thinking about it in his heart.
I have been holding in my breath and it feels very uncomfortable.
Seeing the longing expressions on Wang Long's group, he expressed his despair and unwillingness little by little and injected this little bit of unwillingness and despair into Wang Long's heart.
"Gods, those who call themselves gods are weak existences. They are just troubles that have understood the existence of gods. The real gods are rooted in the rules of heaven and earth, are indelible, and are born with supreme power."
"They will not die in the true sense, accompanying the rules of heaven and earth, and the living gods will only grow out of the rules again after endless years, just like the fruit on a fruit tree falls off, but as long as the root of the fruit tree does not
Affected, they will still grow again in the future. As long as heaven and earth still exist, they will not truly die."
boom!
A dull loud noise suddenly sounded deep in the Devil's Plain, as if in response to Wang Ming's words.
"Immortal?" Wang Long's eyes widened, he pointed back to the depths of Devil's Plain, and said with a smile: "How can he not die? The demon clan at its peak was known as more than ten demon gods, and now they all died in the depths of Devil's Peace.
The body is still marked on the map."
Wang Long, slightly excited, took out the map that everyone had put together from his chest, pointed at the red area on the map and said: "Look, they died here, and they have names, Jiufeng, Qiongqi, Taotie...
…Isn’t this a very clean death?”
………
Boom!
Huge thunder and lightning connected the sky and the earth, and the earth and the sky seemed to be suddenly connected by a bloody shackle. The terrifying sound was shocking, and the dark sky was suddenly illuminated.
Tang Xuanming's eyes widened as he looked at the nine-headed strange bird appearing in the sky in the distance.
After entering from the outside of the mountain range to the inside, it seemed that he had entered another world, and the distance between him and Jiufeng's corpse became extremely far.
The pupils bloomed with a hint of gold, and Tang Xuanming could see clearly even from a distance of hundreds of miles.
With the flash of light illuminated by lightning, Tang Xuanming saw a huge skull. Above the skull, a forest-white flame burned slowly but firmly.
What made Tang Xuanming's pupils shrink was that inside the skull, where the eyes were, there was a small group of golden flames burning and occasionally beating in the two originally dark caves without any luster.
It complements the white flames all over the skull.
"It...it's alive?!"
Tang Xuanming felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the sky, and he felt extremely frightened in his heart.
Entering this place where magma was everywhere, he didn't know whether his body shrunk or Jiufeng's body grew bigger. Even hundreds of miles away, he could see the huge skull suspended in the air. It was conceivable that he was counting.
A hundred miles away, coupled with the deep white flames, the huge skull was like a bright moon.
Boom!
The lightning connecting the sky and the earth disappeared with the last trace of its aftertaste, and the huge skull disappeared from Tang Xuanming's field of vision.
But with the help of a very short period of light, Tang Xuanming had determined the direction of Jiufeng.
"Do you still want to go there?"
This idea only flashed through his mind once, and he confirmed it with firm will.
Now that you have entered this unique secret realm, you must reach the end. Practitioners must be brave and diligent. They cannot shrink back and stagnate when encountering difficulties. Difficulties and hardships will instead sharpen a spirit that has been tempered over time.
Taoist heart.
Well, more importantly, staying where you are is just like a headless fly.
Tang Xuanming twisted his buttocks and moved his buttocks three inches to the left out of thin air. Just as he moved his buttocks away, a space crack appeared without warning where he had just been.
If he had stayed where he was, his perky ass would have been sliced into flat pieces.
Judging from the spatial cracks that appear without warning in the secret realm, staying where you are is definitely not a wise idea.
The only clear direction now is where Jiufeng's corpse is. From there, it is very possible to obtain the inheritance of the God-Slaying level, and there is also a chance to get out of the secret realm.
"Well, and the blond young man also entered the secret realm, and the target is as huge as Jiufeng's corpse. I don't believe he won't go."
"He looked arrogant and walked in confidently. He must have a way out."
"When I meet him, I can have a 'friendly' exchange with him. As a member of my own race, I think he will not hesitate to teach me."