Wizarding Immortal Chapter 556: God corpse

An untouched barren land, under a golden altar, an uninvited guest is walking.

In front of me is a huge barren altar. The altar looks very large, with a full length of hundreds of meters. The long stairs continue to spread from low to high, and it looks very spectacular, with a strong sense of history.

A breath of time spreads out. At this moment, standing under the steps and looking up, Adil seems to see the scenes of the past.

A group of barbarians covered with animal skins are offering sacrifices here, burning hills and quarrying stones are built here, and the altar in front of them is built step by step, and then expanded continuously, slowly forming the scale of the present.

Tap to tap...

Looking at the past of time, Adil walks forward step by step. At this moment, the will and the body are gradually separated and slowly integrated into the surroundings.

A little bit of crimson blood appeared from around the altar, with a little mottled mark on it, and a little thin soul power.

With the separation of Adil's will, all of this blood shines brightly, and endless light shines, step by step, manifesting the imprints belonging to the past, again before Adil's eyes.

God’s Corpse Fall···Altar Construction···The establishment of ten stars···The big events that happened before the altar continue to emerge. Every one of them, every face is so clear and vivid, just like The past events that I have really experienced are generally fresh and bright.

In this, a scene resonates with Adil.

A dim sunset, outside the barren altar, a few people in purple robes, with tears on their old faces, knelt under the golden coffin and kowtowed.

The dull sound came out, and a bit of blushing blood was left. Under the power of the golden coffin, it was inscribed with some unique mark of the city, and was deeply inscribed on this altar.

A little purple qi is rising. When Adil's will separates, his body is slowly moving forward. With the help of a certain strength, he walks accurately and clearly towards the coffin in front.

In the process, the surrounding altar is filled with endless majesty. A large number of law powers are turned into chains to try to lock the body of Adil, but in the end it is directly cancelled under the influence of a little purple Qi, Dissolve.

After the last staircase was completed, Adil finally recovered, and looked up at the coffin in front of him.

From the outside, the journey along the way is much smoother than Adil expected.

The world-conscious initiative to bless and assist, one of the expected dangers did not encounter, let him smoothly come to his eyes.

However, at this step, the help of world consciousness has almost reached its limit.

Standing in front of him, Adil can feel that as he gets closer and closer to the golden coffin in front of him, behind him, the power of world consciousness is slowly distorting, and the little purple source on it is constantly being consumed. Just to resist some kind of oppression existing in Mingming.

And the root of all this is not from other sources, but from the golden coffin in front of you, or from the corpse of God.

Thinking of this, Adil took a deep breath and then took a step forward.

The mental power burst out in an instant. Under the thought of Adil, the golden coffin in front of him slowly opened, and the true content of it was about to be revealed.

Booming···

Slight vibrations are continually ringing, as if feeling something, the whole altar is shaking, like the supreme deity is recovering, making the earth tremble.

The supreme majesty is dissipating, and at this moment it broke out completely. The kind of supreme majesty and peerless terror made the Adil change his face in an instant.

Boom! !

With a soft whine, the golden coffin in front of him was completely pulled away.

With this scene, the majestic majesty of the past directly disappeared, like an illusion of nothingness.

"Hoo..."

Half kneeling on the ground, Adil stroked his chest with his hand, gasping for a long time, a tingle of palpitation flashed in his eyes.

"That horrible feeling..."

He half-kneeled on the ground, carefully reminiscing about the feeling of just being, but still felt a little weird in his heart.

It’s just a breath, but it feels terrifying to Adil, like facing a complete world consciousness.

Just for a moment, Adil seemed to feel that his bloodline was going to collapse. If not, the breath would soon dissipate and disappear, I am afraid he would be hurt immediately.

"However, this unique feeling..."

Recovered from Fang Cai’s horror, carefully recalling the feeling of Fang Cai. Adil got up from the place and seemed to perceive something: "The Power of Soul..."

In the breath that just flashed, Adil keenly felt a familiar power among them, very similar to the power of the soul.

"The so-called **** corpse is the root of all soul power?"

The thought flashed in Adil's heart, then raised his head and looked at the corpse in front of him.

A piece of golden brilliance was skipped in front of my eyes. At this moment, Adil seemed to see a golden world filled with golden lines and slowly reached countless people.

"No God Corpse?"

Looking at the golden world projected in the coffin in front of her eyes, Adil frowned, and then a ray of purple gradually flashed in her eyes.

In the depths of his soul, the purple mark of power was urged with all his strength at this moment, using the source power of his body as a consumption, blessing the power on his body, making him break the illusion in front of him.

With this step, in front of his eyes, the golden world slowly disappeared, and a huge corpse slowly emerged.

It was a tall golden corpse. The whole body was five meters tall. At first glance, it looked like a giant standing.

On this corpse, a little bit of unique breath is being emitted, making this golden corpse look extraordinary, like the corpse of a decaying god, exuding a sacred and indestructible charm.

It's just that on this golden corpse, a change is occurring.

A little black texture is densely covered on the corpse, and the entire corpse is stained with a little spot, which looks like it is rusty.

"This is..."

Looking at the corpse, Adil's face suddenly became dignified.

The appearance of the corpse is not unexpected, and has witnessed the memories of several demon gods. Adil is not surprised by the appearance of the corpse.

On the **** corpse, the little black markings make Adil horrified.

It’s an extremely scary texture, and the carrier’s law of some kind of power is deeply engraved on this god’s corpse, like some kind of curse that can’t be removed. Corpse erosion.

"The **** corpse can remain intact when it falls, but then it corrupts again. Is this corruption caused by curses?"

Looking closely at the texture on the body of the god, Adil muttered to himself.

How powerful is the **** corpse?

This point Adil is not clear, just want to be at least not weaker than the sixth order.

The curse on the **** corpse in front of you, since it can make the **** corpse unbearable, I think that the same power of at least six levels can cause damage to the **** corpse.

In a way, Adil is no stranger to this force that erodes the corpse of gods.

That is the power of disaster, the root of suffering, and the culprit of this world's appearance.

At the moment when I saw the **** corpse, and finally saw the black markings, behind the Adil, a little purple source began to boil, and a warm current quickly poured into the body, as if urging something.

That's what the world consciousness is urging, and the things in front of the hopelessness disappear.

Feeling this, Adil frowned first, then tentatively reached out.

A little elemental light is blooming at this moment. Within a square inch of space, an invisible murder turns into a supreme offensive, carrying the will of Adil directly to the front.

Afterwards, with a burst of light, the endless light blooming in front of him quickly dimmed, and even after the impact on the corpse, no movement was caused, and it was directly invisible and disappeared in place.

Even, in the feeling of Adil, after receiving a moment from him, there was a glorious flow on the bones of the corpse in front of him. The strength contained in it was not weakened, but strengthened.

"Can't ordinary means be weakened and cannot be destroyed?"

Feeling the changes on the **** corpse, Adil looks a little dignified.

Swallowing many demon gods, with his current strength, it is enough to strike the fourth order with only one finger, but in the face of this **** corpse in front of him, it has not caused any traces.

This terrifying defense is really terrifying.

"I can only try..."

Looking at the tall golden bones in front of him, Adil muttered to himself, and a thought appeared in his heart.

Behind him, at the moment he raised this thought, a little purple source suddenly burst into glory, as if the world consciousness was urging.

This reaction also predicts to some extent.

"It seems correct..."

Feeling the body's energy boiling, Adil said to himself, then took a deep breath and walked towards the golden coffin in front of him.

He walked very carefully. He looked carefully at the golden corpse in front of him every step of the way. Fearing that something might have happened, the dead corpse in it would recover.

However, until he reached the coffin, the corpse in front of him did not change at all. Not only did he not show any signs of recovery, but he became more and more dead.

If it weren’t for the vision when the coffin was opened, Adil almost thought that the **** corpse had no power.

"But ~IndoMTL.com~ is indeed almost the same."

Walking in the coffin, looking directly at the tall and splendid corpse in front of him, Adil said to himself: "The corpse has fallen, and it has been eroded by the force of disaster for countless years. After a long time, even if there are still many Power, by now, there should be little left."

Thinking so in his heart, he stood still, looking quietly at the tall bone in front of him.

The golden bones in front of you are five or six meters tall, and the whole body is upright. It looks a bit like a person, but it is very different. Among them are a lot of bones, and some bones have fine golden scales. cover.

On these residual bones, although all the power is about to be wiped out, Adil still feels a faint dignity through keen senses, making his bloodline boiling and surrendering.

Obviously, the race of this **** corpse is very extraordinary, and the strength of his life was even more terrifying. Even if it fell for thousands of years, only a ray of breath left can still bring huge pressure to Adil.

Standing quietly in the coffin, after a long time, looking at the golden bones in front of him, Adil sighed gently, then walked forward, a blood seed slowly blooming.