"This sound is a bit weird!" Zhou Tong frowned. He felt that the sound coming from the heavens was very strange. It was both clear, but also a little illusory and blurry.

He looked at the Kunpeng Ancestor beside him, but the Kunpeng Ancestor seemed to have no reaction. He felt that the things on his head were normal.

"No, God is reflected now? Or are the things guarding the passage reflected?" Zhou Tong suddenly thought of a terrible fact.

The real reflection is actually a method of the Immortal Emperor level, and only the Immortal Emperor level can see through it. Now I have both feet standing at the level of the Immortal Emperor level, so I can see through it. But the Kunpeng Ancestor on the side was only standing at the level of the Immortal Emperor level with one foot at the peak of his life, and now it is even worse, so it is naturally impossible to see through it.

"According to the records of ancient books, this road seems to be...No. 5374?" Suddenly, another mental fluctuation came from above, with a hint of surprise and confusion.

However, when Zhou Tong heard all this, they felt that their voices seemed to be coming from the endless age of ancient times, and they did not look like normal people's voices at all. They were like a ghost or a ghost.

"No. 5374? It seems that the passage I opened when I left was recorded by God!" The ancestor Kunpeng was a little happy. It was not only a surprise from his own passage, but also a surprise when he heard God's voice again.

"The breath below is really uncomfortable. It feels not a good place, so let's close it quickly!"

"It's so strange. This passage has been abolished for a long time. Why did it suddenly penetrate today? I'd better ask someone to repair it here quickly and there will be no problem!"

There were waves of discussion coming from the other side of God, and it seemed that several guards were guarding here.

"There are people guarding every passage in God?" Zhou Tong looked at the ancestor Kunpeng beside him.

"Of course, there are people guarding each passage, unless the passage that has just been opened and no one knows about it." Old Ancestor Kunpeng nodded.

"Forget it, let's go straight up! That passage is slowly healing. It seems that if you don't care about it for a while, it will slowly heal automatically." Zhou Tong said.

"That's of course. God is also a big world. Since it is a big world, it will naturally react to external things, and the world also has the function of actively repairing it. However, God's function is much more powerful." Kunpeng ancestor said leisurely.

"Let's go!" Zhou Tong was too lazy to listen to the ancestor Kunpeng continue to brag about his god.

While speaking, he took the ancestor Kunpeng directly along the passage and climbed to the sky in one step.

...

God is the most mysterious place among the world, the heavens. It is broken from the heavens and is high above, overlooking the flowing light of time, allowing the white clouds and the vast world to change, and time flies. It is always transcendent and unattainable.

Throughout history, countless geniuses have been proud of the world, overlooking the world, shaking the past and present, intimidating the world, and looking down on the years of the heavens, but they have never been able to reach the heavens.

Especially for many invincible powerful people in ancient times, even though they were immeasurable, they were still difficult to enter the heavens, and eventually the road was exhausted and the miserable ended.

This is the most terrifying reality among the heavens.

It is difficult for several years to appear a strong man who can reach God with his own strength.

God, that ancient land is an ultimate place that is unpredictable, unreachable and unattainable for all living beings.

But on this day, Zhou Tong finally arrived at this land.

"Is this the scenery of God?" Zhou Tong looked at the nearby scene carefully.

What can be seen from the naked eye is that there is a misty mist here, with thousands of rays of rays and thousands of auspicious colors here. This is a peaceful pure land, with green spiritual grasses verdant, like a sea of ​​life.

Each fairy grass is like being nourished by the blood of a real dragon and phoenix, and contains incredible power.

In the distance, there are also large areas of flowers like fire clouds blooming, like large areas of fire clouds lingering, growing here, the petals are filled with colorful lights, dazzling and fragrant fragrance comes to the nose. During this period, there are even fairy trees rippling with blue clouds, dotted among the flowers.

Not far away, the mountain peak is majestic and powerful. Any bluestone is emitting chaos. The entire mountain is full of fairy air, and there is an indescribable aura of transcendence.

The divine spring at the foot of the mountain is gurgling, and the spring water is gurgling, just like the sound of a piano, the green moss piles up blue along the coast, and the light shakes the smoke and clouds.

"I didn't expect that this place has not changed much over the years!" The ancestor Kunpeng, who was standing by, was almost crying when he saw this scene. This is his hometown!

Zhou Tong Youran said: "Are you sure there is no change here?"

Such a beautiful scenery showed completely different scenes when Zhou Tong looked at it carefully.

The Yaozhi Fairy Grass and the Red Flowers and Green Moss disappeared completely, but were ruined, leaving only three or two weeds; the mountain not far away seemed to have been cut off by a sword, and even the cross section was corroded by the wind.

There is no more beautiful scenery in the void, but a dilapidated scene. Occasionally, you can see spider webs between dead branches. It is obvious that no one is living here anymore.

"What does it mean?" Old Ancestor Kunpeng was a little puzzled. When he wanted to continue asking-

"Ancestor, is it really yours, Ancestor!!" The sound I heard before appeared again, and this time it seemed so exciting that it was broken, with a hint of tremolo in the voice.

Zhou Tong turned his head and saw that it was a young man covered in golden light. He looked at the ancestor Kunpeng with excitement. Judging from his breath, he should be the descendant of the ancestor Kunpeng.

But after a closer look, Zhou Tong sighed slightly in his heart. This is obviously not a living person, but... a ghost!

The dead people reflected from the long river of history, some people reflected this area, bringing this place back to its peak scenery.

Obviously, the descendants of the ancestor Kunpeng are dead, and now they can only rely on the reflection of a certain immortal emperor to "live". If they turn virtual into real, they will still be resurrected; but as for what Zhou Tong saw so far, they are still very early to resurrection, and once they are disturbed, they may be gone.

If strange and unknown come here at this time, his resurrection plan will completely collapse.

However, the ancestor Kunpeng on the side obviously did not see the origin of this descendant.

He greeted him with surprise: "Haha, Xiao Jinjin, it turned out to be you. I didn't expect that after so many years, I could see you when I just came back?"

"Old ancestor, can you stop calling this name?" The young man with golden light was a little embarrassed. He looked at Zhou Tong, feeling a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!