My Sister is Tianzun

This guy is here again.

The idea of ​​ignorance, the ancient rulers of the earth used these myths of gods and ghosts to bind the minds of the common people to achieve the purpose of consolidating their rule.

"I'm not, but if the devil you believe in really exists, I just want to chat with him."

Chen Ze said.

Zhang Qiwen still has lingering fears. He is also a well-informed person. He has even been to the legendary Magic Forbidden Mountain. How could he not know that Chen Ze is a cultivator and a powerful cultivator.

Just a touch of a finger can make the pain that tormented him disappear without a trace, what else can't be done by Chen Ze.

Chen Ze's flight speed was not fast, for fear that Zhang Qiwen had mistaken the way, but even so, it took more than half a day to arrive.

He made a rough estimate, and it would have to be eight or nine thousand miles away.

In my heart, Zhang Qiwen, this guy was really boundless at the beginning, a mortal has gone so far, and there is still a lot of leftovers in two circles around the earth.

"It's there, it's pitch black and there's no light and shadow all year round. The legends of many big clans point to this place, saying that this is the Forbidden Mountain, and it's also an abyss."

Chen Ze was speechless. His eyesight was much better than Zhang Qiwen's. Even though they were far apart now, he could still see clearly that the black fog over there was rising into the sky and there was no light, but it was obvious that the black fog was rising from a canyon. .

It's just that the canyon is uplifted abruptly, looking like a cliff. But ordinary mortals really can't climb it.

Regardless of whether this is the Forbidden Mountain or not, Zhang Qiwen's mission has been completed. Chen Ze patted his shoulder, put a finger in his body, and a seed of divine power was planted in his body, "Go back and cultivate well. How far you can go in the future depends on your own fortune."

Seeing Chen Ze pass on the merits, Zhang Qiwen knelt down and wanted to apprentice, but was stopped by Chen Ze: "You are not qualified to be my disciple, and today is the last time you and I will meet. Go!"

Chen Ze never thought about sending him back. With the seeds of divine power he planted, even if Zhang Qiwen did nothing wrong, he would still have five hundred years of life to live.

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing that Zhang Qiwen had not been able to get on with Chen Ze, he had benefited from it anyway, so he set out on his way home.

Chen Ze glanced at it from a distance, and the black fog was indeed a bit strange. If the exiled person was not dead, most of them lived in this canyon.

After getting closer, Chen Ze realized that the canyon was indeed a bottomless abyss, and there were occasional blood-colored Lei Ze flickering in it.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ze protected his body with divine power, plunged into the black mist, and sank into the abyss.

After half an hour, Chen Ze felt that he had sank for more than ten miles, and then he felt that the surrounding black mist had lightened a lot.

There is also a faint red flicker below, and the breath is strange penetrating the black mist.

Another half an hour later, Chen Ze finally reached the bottom of the abyss, and he couldn't help feeling startled when he saw the scene here.

A horrific aura shot straight from his heels to the Heavenly Spirit Cover. If he hadn't experienced a lot, he would have been overturned.

He entered from the edge, and when he came down, he saw that the surrounding bones were full of bones, and the bones of countless different creatures were facing one direction. Low.

Gold dollars!

These people are all Jin Yuanjing!

Chen Ze was very determined.

Silver yuan refines flesh and blood, and gold yuan repairs bone veins.

Chen Ze knew very well that these corpses facing one direction and kneeling on one knee were a powerful force, an army composed entirely of Jin Yuanjing cultivators.

At a glance, there are thousands or even tens of thousands.

Chen Ze was walking in the middle, and the space treasures scattered on the ground had been rotten by time, and countless treasures of heaven and earth had lost their divinity and became waste.

pity.

If it can be used, these things will converge, I am afraid that several worlds like Tianyuanjie may not be able to make up such a resource.

Chen Ze continued to step forward, and soon a stone platform appeared in front of him, and a figure stood in the middle, a black armor that stood out.

It's a pity that this figure has no head, and inserted a long sword into the stone platform with one hand to keep his body from falling.

The flesh is still full of blood, and more energy vaguely gushes out from the wound on the neck, drifting into the depths of the abyss.

"This seems to be a great formation of sacrifice. Then the flesh and blood of these dead Jin Yuanjing monks are not naturally rotten, but completely swallowed into this body, and then slowly transported from here to the inside."

Chen Ze said to himself, thinking of this, he felt even more terrifying.

Because he couldn't see the struggles of those Jin Yuanjing cultivators. Today, there are only 18 Eternal True Gods on the Ring of Time and Space. Although there are many Heavenly Saint monks, it is absolutely rare for them to be sanctified. Therefore, Jin Yuanjing is the main force of the upper cultivation world in the ring of time and space.

If so many Jin Yuanjing cultivators are willing to die, what are the creatures they sacrifice?

How is the cultivation?

Chen Ze didn't want to go in, but if he didn't go in, he wouldn't know exactly where it was. More importantly, Chen Ze wants to figure out what's going on here.

Because the Dao of this exile is close to the Divine Ember Mountains, his godhead can continue to condense here.

Chen Ze continued to move forward, but he had begun to be cautious, and even the magic weapon of order was in his hands.

He is not afraid of exposure, just wants to put safety first.

After walking for a few more miles, the corpses were still densely packed, and there were seven or eight of those stone platforms, all of which were missing their heads.

After more than half a day of walking, Chen Ze finally saw a stone platform that was even taller and taller, like a mountain.

This stone platform is somewhat similar to a pyramid, but this time facing him, there is a platform that is spit out at every distance, and a head is placed on each platform. Countless blood energy is submerged into these heads from the rear, and then transmitted by these heads. To the top of the stone platform.

Finally got to see the big man here.

Chen Ze was a little excited. He hadn't taken such an adventure for a long time, and even the last time he was in the Shenjing Mountains, he couldn't give him such an illusion of unknown and terrifying excitement.

On the stone platform, Chen Ze realized that the life of those heads did not seem to be completely destroyed, and his eyes even turned to stare at Chen Ze.

The blood and energy of the above ten thousand gold Yuanjing nourishes the sacrifice, what kind of monster is the person above?

Chen Ze walked up, and the moment he stepped on the stone platform, he finally saw the situation above.

A throne is very tall, sitting on a more stalwart figure. And his body is abnormally high, beyond Chen Ze's understanding of the creatures on the ring of time and space.

ten feet!

It is ten times that of ordinary people.

This has obviously broken free from the control of the Grand Order of the Ring of Time and Space.

This man squinted his eyes, there was a big hole in his chest, and a heart was beating loudly, swallowing up the blood.

"Young man, why are you standing so far? Afraid that I, a dying man, will be bad for you?"

Suddenly, a voice exploded in Chen Ze's ear, like a thunderous thunder.

Chen Ze looked alertly, and there was no movement in the sitting body.

"Are you the one who was exiled here?" Chen Ze asked.

"Exile, yes."

The voice sounded turbulently: "It's not wrong to win the king or lose the bandit."