Heisha and Chen Jin stood on the holy city floating island, which was at the edge of the heavens. Looking at the city temple that stood heavily and guarded to the top of the mountain, people instantly recalled the legendary Mount Olympus.

Magnificent, majestic, and moving forward step by step, I feel more and more like an ant peeking into the city of gods.

Then they saw the mountains of corpses outside the city and at the foot of the city wall. Even though they didn't know how long they had died, these corpses still emitted a strong blood.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the angel corpse surrounded by corpses but fell into a blank space in the center. It was torn in half. The black blood and the fallen divine power flowing out can feel the power of the world's destruction and the curse of death of billions of creatures.

"Oh! Angel!" Hei Sha saw not only the corpse, but also the spear that broke into two pieces next to the corpse. The black sticky blood dyed it black, and Hei Sha's eyes lit up immediately. He couldn't help it when he saw this treasure, but Chen Jin immediately stopped her.

"Stop! Danger!" Chen Jin pulled her tightly, and the Wusheng Sword was unsheathed and approached the dead domain. However, before entering it, the tip of the sword was polluted by a black gas, and it lost control and fell to the ground. Chen Jin's face turned pale.

"Yes, don't get close! That's a dead angel, a real myth!"

At this time, Fang Xiu suddenly appeared beside the two of them. Fang Xiu picked up the Wusheng Sword on the ground, brushed his hand over the tip of the sword, and retreated little by little: "Even if the little power emitted by this corpse is enough to kill you two, the kind that has no power to resist, you will die if you get close."

"What kind of cat or dog do you think this is?"

Fang Xiu held the Wusheng Sword and tapped Heisha's head with the side, knocking the head of this unsatisfactory guy with a golden star.

Then he said seriously: "This is God!"

"A single corpse here may be longer than human civilization!"

Heisha curled his lips: "I think it's just for others to show the door. In the eyes of his master, it's no different from a cat or a dog. Maybe his status is not as good as mine."

"The person who is watching the gate for me is also a fourth-level! It won't take long, and the person who is a seventh-level has to watch the gate for me...Oh..."

Fang Xiu knocked her head hard again, knocking her straight into tears in her eyes, which usually looked cold and tall.

"You guy, I don't want to show me the door!"

"I'm not satisfied with being the Lord of the Euphratica?"

"The Emperor of Heaven is right! I'll give you the position of the Lord God to you, do you want it?"

"Bang!"

After Fang Xiu finished teaching the Black Evil a lesson, he returned the Wusheng Sword to Chen Jin and took them to walk inside.

"I don't want that spear? Maybe it's a magic weapon!"

"An angels have not mastered the laws of the world, so where did they come from? They are not even the seventh-level myth. They are just a sixth-level spear that is broken and completely polluted, and useless!"

Walking to the gate that was golden and heavy, guarded by two broken golden ghosts, Fang Xiu waved his hand and the corpses outside the city disappeared together, and they would be thrown into the mountain and sea realm, merged into the land, mountains and rivers of the mountain and sea realm, or various ruins.

When Fang Xiu walked inside, the original thousands of evil spirits had completely dissipated, leaving only the bones left. The corpse was paved along the stairs to the highest temple, and Fang Xiu also threw himself into the mountain and sea realm together.

In the entire mountain and sea realm, there will be more ruins above the fourth level.

When they passed through the corridor and entered the highest temple, even Chen Jin opened his mouth wide and kept turning his head and looking around.

The corpses of several angels that Fang Xiu had not moved before were still lying here.

Hei Sha looked at the throne of the gods with dazzling brilliance in amazement. Sitting on it, it really felt like looking down on all living beings and being above them. The most important thing is that it is full of domineering and full of imposing style, and it is very tempting to Hei Sha's taste.

"If you find a way to act spoiled with that guy, you have to give me this throne!" Heisha looked at this throne and his eyes were stunned. He never thought that this throne as high as a hundred meters, except for the body of a god or a giant, ordinary people sitting on it, without any domineering or divine power, will only make people unable to see you.

Chen Jin looked at the unactivated space portals. She had only heard Fang Xiu say about this kind of thing. It was really the first time she saw it, and there were so many fans at first sight.

Fang Xiu sent the corpses of several angels into the Shanhai Realm, and sent two long swords with faint divine power that fell on the ground, a fiery red divine bow and an exquisite golden wine glass.

This is the thing left by the four angels, but they are all extraordinary items of the sixth level. Even if the seventh level myth exists, most of them do not have a seventh level mythic item, just like all seventh level wizards may not necessarily have their own floating tower.

Fang Xiu waved his hand and saw a huge cage slowly appearing in the temple, yelling and sticking out his tongue. At this moment, he saw Fang Xiu, and suddenly hit the light film of the giant cage, facing outward, staring at Fang Xiu with one eye tightly.

"Let me out!"

"As a God-Envoyee, he is passive and lazy! He will make you suffer, but if you cooperate with me honestly and answer my questions, it is not impossible for me to let you go."

Rost Joel, the Wind Crow, wanted to roar, "I am not your messenger!"

However, even if I don’t have a big head, I think about it and know that if I anger this guy who has no dignity or dignity at all, I will probably have to be locked in this cage for the rest of my life.

Fang Xiu asked directly: "How much do you know about the magical artifact?"

Feng Ya glanced at it and didn't even know what the main god was. He was completely shocked. Could this guy be pretending to be a fake?

But after thinking about it, this is impossible. The time and space marks cannot be pretended to be. Feng Ya has been locked up by Fang Xiu for so long and dared not talk nonsense anymore. He directly said everything he knew: "The reason why a magic weapon is called a magic weapon is because it is a magic weapon in the hands of the god!"

"So you are not God's Word, and you hold it has no effect."

"And once God loses authority or falls, the artifact will immediately fall from its level."

Feng Ya thought for a while and said, "But the magical artifacts and the seventh-level mythological items are different, they are not the same thing."

Fang Xiu frowned. It was the first time he knew about this: "There is a difference between them?"

When Feng Ya heard that Fang Xiu did not know, he immediately laughed proudly and showed his profound knowledge: "Of course it is different. There are many mythical items in the crow's nest in Clock City. The power of mythical items comes from itself. Its creation consumes unimaginable power and resources, and it is even more difficult than a mortal becoming a god."

"Because the power of mythical objects comes from themselves, each mythical object either merges with mythical existence or is a mythical life itself, although not necessarily every one has wisdom."

The wind crow was walking, pecking and pecking, and the character of the chatterbox broke out again. When someone talked to it, he became very happy and excited, but ignored it, and felt very uncomfortable: "But the artifact is different. It is more of a carrying object of the authority of the gods and the items marked by the divine clan, and it is much easier to create."

"But its power does not come from the artifact itself, but when it is really used, there is basically no difference in power!"
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