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Chapter 244: The kingdom of eternal life?

The fusion of the two spaces has continuously expanded the heavens, and floating islands fall into the heavens, leading to the dilapidated and corrupt cities, broken mountains and exhausted rivers.

A loud rumbling sounded from the sky, filled with dust. The earth city, which originally seemed like the ruins of the doomsday, split into floating islands of all sizes and fell into the heavens.

Fang Xiu just watched a huge space fall into the heaven, pushing the heaven to its limit, and expanding like a balloon.

Such a divine realm of more than a hundred miles is completely combined with the heaven. Some mountains and plains poured down from the sky and rotated in the heaven like gravity.

Fang Xiu and the Master Soul of Heavenly Dao stood on the edge of the floating island of Tiangong. Looking at the changes in the entire heaven, the Master Soul of Heavenly Dao moved a moment and merged directly with Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu immediately put on a white Taoist robe, and the black hair on his head continued to turn into silver threads.

"Certainly!"

With a wave of hand, the plains, peaks, and cities that were constantly turning and capsizing were calmed down one by one.

Fang Xiu grabbed a mountain and leveled it down, placed it in the corner to the south, and then arranged a split floating island together to form a piece of seven stars. Just like building a model, in the heaven, the floating islands that were high and low, ups and downs began to appear.

Rocks of all sizes are connected between these floating islands and peaks, and are arranged into a mysterious and fairy-like stone bridge.

Clouds spread from the foot of the Heavenly Palace and began to linger among the peaks of floating islands.

"The gauze of light is not enough!" Fang Xiu looked at the entire heaven. The light that had originally shined on the entire heaven was not enough to spread to every corner of the entire heaven.

"Growth!" Fang Xiu waved his hand to the sky, and a ray of light hit the sky in the long sleeves of the white Taoist robe.

In the sky, the veil of light in the space barrier of the heavenly realm also began to spread, spreading light and heat to every corner of the heavenly realm.

Fang Xiu took a step and began to step on the stones that were large and small, floating in the air like steps, towards the falling peaks and cities of the Divine Realm in the distance.

He stepped on the Seven-Star Floating Island, and he could see dry lakes and rivers on the island. Because of the arrival of the doomsday of dusk, these gods, witchcraft gardens, and storage spaces that float outside the world also began to collapse and destroy one by one, opening the prelude to the doomsday of dusk.

"From this point, the end of the world's twilight and end of the world also invaded this divine realm."

"But although it is the end of dusk, it will take at least a thousand years from opening to destruction, and these gods are enough to slowly break free from the priesthood rules of the original world."

You can see that traces of people's survival can be seen everywhere on these floating island plains, and there are large buildings, but the creatures and believers who were originally in the divine realm have long been killed or annihilated, and there are ruins everywhere in the dusk and end.

But Fang Xiu felt that this was not like a ruin, but rather a great treasure house, which contained the collection of a god from another world.

"I don't know if there is anything good inside!"

Fang Xiu looked around and raised his interest in a rare manner: "If Heisha and Chen Jin were there, they probably liked this kind of treasure hunting scene the most. The treasure left by a god in another world is enough to make them both crazy."

Fang Xiuxing walked on floating islands, where you could see the depleted divine springs, and there were white stone slabs covered with death shrubs next to them, with complex divine art formations engraved on them.

Many of these floating islands, large and small, have cities. Each city once had thousands of people living in it. The city construction was luxurious and extravagant, looking exquisite and full of artistic atmosphere, but at this moment, there was no figure, and even the bones had not been seen.

Many things in the entire city have not been moved away, and every household seems to have taken refuge in emergency and evacuated here.

It seems that because of a great chaos or encountering a great chaos in advance, the believers in this divine realm have long since evacuated here.

Walking into a larger city, the temple built by gold is covered with cracks, and various myths and legends are painted on it, as well as all kinds of strange magical creatures. Angels soar in the sky, and the saints hold their scepters to guide the believers.

Fang Xiu walked along the dilapidated and wide staircase and stepped into the Golden Temple: "This should be the place where the clergy survive. Here the sacrifice guides believers, sing chants and bibles, and offer faith to the gods."

Fang Xiu found a large number of stone slabs, which were recorded on them. Fang Xiu watched them one by one for a long time, which was very useful to Fang Xiu.

The Master Soul of Heavenly Dao immediately incorporated these techniques into the Heavenly Dao and began to deduce the talisman restriction system of the entire world, becoming more perfect.

Following the stone floating ladder and entering the next floating island, Fang Xiu saw a tower built completely mitral in the city, but it broke into two pieces at this moment, as if something terrible had happened inside, and someone madly interrupted the tower.

From top to bottom, a huge magic array was drawn in the tower, with dense runes spreading from the top of the tower to the bottom of the feet. It was not until Fang Xiu found the crystals of large and small magic crystals from a dry pool that he realized that this should be a magic tower used to transform the power of faith and create magic crystals.

And such magic towers exist on many floating islands.

There are wonderful discoveries on each floating island, which brings Fang Xiu all the experiences of the past. Fang Xiu even found knowledge about the mage system, magical art system, magic crystal system and other systems from it. This is something that cannot be seen in the past. The mystery and knowledge about the civilization system in another world are pouring into Fang Xiu's mind at this moment.

Among these floating islands, there are also mountains of magic crystals, extraordinary props scattered all over the ground and magic scrolls that have long lost their power. Various extraordinary materials are piled up in warehouses and cities like garbage.

"It's almost done, go to the central place to take a look."

Fang Xiu crossed the Seven Star Floating Island and stepped into the largest mountain Floating Island in the center. It should be where the gods originally lived and the most core area of ​​this god's realm.

It can be seen that a huge holy city is built around the towering peaks, and dense buildings stand up around the peaks and pile up towards the top of the mountain.

As soon as he stepped into this place, Fang Xiu felt a completely different place. Fang Xiu could feel that the damaged barrier was still there and spread out from the core holy city.

The remaining divine power fluctuations were still as unfathomable as the sea, radiating power towards the surroundings. As Fang Xiu approached, he felt that the structure of his body and soul had been affected, as if he was about to suffer the forced assimilation of this force.

A silver light flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes and immediately rushed out, dispelling the power.

"As long as the gods are different from the earth from the mortals, the life class is not a creature at all." Fang Xiu looked at the holy city under the sacred mountain and felt even more interested.

Along the way, the earth was covered with white stones, and the tall holy city stood in the center. From the floor to the city, all of them were built of extraordinary objects. Even a stone revealed the breath of divine power.

However, at this moment, due to the fall of the gods and the departure of the gods, all their power had already been dispersed.

The tall elemental divine wood only dissipated all its magic power. The withered and broken roots were like the claws of a devil. The holy white stones covered on the earth became dull at this moment, and even the large area was polluted by black, as if some force had invaded this divine realm.

Fang Xiu touched his finger slightly, and he felt the resentment and hatred of millions of dead spirits and souls roaring towards him from it. If an ordinary person were, he would probably fall into madness in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that there are skeletons, unicorns, horses, griffins, and large areas of warriors wearing silver armor piled up like garbage. The blood had dried up, the flesh and blood had long been dried up on the bones, and the stars were a mummy.

Going further forward, Fang Xiu even saw an existence with wings and a breath of gods all over his body. The black blood flowing across the road turned into a dead domain for several miles, and a piece of darkness enveloped the body of the corpse, and no one dared to step in.

This turned out to be an angel's skeleton, but it was torn into two at this moment, and the broken wings were discarded in the holy spring pool paved with divine stones.

Fang Xiu roughly deduced what happened from the scene he saw along the way: "Because of the arrival of the end of dusk, these saints and angels were polluted and all fell into a state of madness, which caused this divine realm to be reduced to ruins."

Just from such a ruin of the divine world that was split into countless pieces, Fang Xiu could not see the grand scene here at that time, but even so, it was enough to see the prosperity of the gods and civilizations in the other world from it.

Fang Xiu walked into the city, and the white holy city was filled with gaps, with death spirits spreading up and down, and the stinking corpse stinking into the sky.

Each corpse was a powerful profession during his lifetime, and Fang Xiu saw thousands of evil spirits and souls in it. Each of these souls actually emitted a breath of more than the fourth level. They were confined in this holy city and could not die or dissipate.

This huge holy city, which is enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was built by gods. It was originally used to accommodate His prayers, saints and angels, and let devout believers follow their gods and enjoy endless eternal life together.

But at this moment, these polluted prayers and saints are also bound here because of this holy city and can only suffer endless torture in the eternal pain of hatred and hatred.

Fang Xiu immediately understood the changes here, and the reasons why the empty and urgent evacuation scene in the cities was: "It turned out that the disaster happened here, and ordinary people could evacuate. These prayers, saints, and saints were bound to everything with this god's realm, and even the gods were like this. Ordinary believers could evacuate this god's realm, but they could not escape."

As soon as Fang Xiu stepped into this place, he saw thousands of evil spirits and souls, as if he had smelled the breath of flesh and blood, turning into a cloud of clouds covering Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu waved his hand and saw a huge black hole blooming in the sky, sucking all the evil spirits into it and throwing them into the underworld.

There are tall buildings in the streets, and the style and style of the different world can be seen in the houses. Most of them are churches, temples, squares, and magic towers. There are statues of a god wearing silver robes that are so handsome that they cannot tell whether they are men or women, and have a vague appearance.

The towers of divine arts stand on the holy city. It can be imagined that in its heyday, the powerful light realm covered the holy city, and hundreds of thousands of prayers, saints, saints and angels lived in the city, and the strong power of faith and the sound of prayer turned the holy city into a divine realm.

The gods stood this god's realm like stars outside the sky, leading the most devout believers to live in this city, where people and gods live together, ignoring birth, old age, sickness and death, without pain or torture.

Fang Xiu shuttled through the streets, imagining these scenes, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This god realm is different from the real kingdom of stars. It can only be regarded as a semi-formed kingdom of gods. Here, after death, people turn into prayers and saints, which is equivalent to no death. Those who prayers and believers live in harmony, and the souls of the saints communicate with the living."

"If it weren't for the arrival of dusk, it would have been called a country without death."

Fang Xiu finally stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the gate of the tall palace like a space portal, and the palace like a giant.
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