It's a giant. Chu Cheng would never have thought that this towering mountain was actually a giant.

To be precise, it's a petrified giant.

There were tens of millions of silver streams that I saw, and every wisp of it cut through the void, causing the heavens and the earth to continue to crack, and because of their own rules of heaven and earth, they were compounding, and so on.

Just a strand of hair tore through the sky. There are not many people in this world who can do it.

Spirit, energy, spirit. The amount of human hair and essence is extremely rare, and it can be said that it is almost none.

A wisp of the mighty man's hair will collapse at most mountains and seas, and it is absolutely impossible to turn things around, and the sky will collapse with just a light stroke. What's more, it's just a dead power?

The man surnamed Zhao and the old man also floated in mid-air, standing behind Chu Cheng.

The strands of hair did not cause any harm to their bodies. It's peculiar, when it touches the body, it penetrates directly, like sunlight, and can only feel the heat, not the touch.

This is a chill, a chill that is colder than the ice of a thousand years or ten thousand years.

The source of this dead qi came from this giant. The reason why it can be determined that this majestic tower is not a mountain, but a corpse, is precisely because of this.

Only the dead will have the will to die. Only the mighty can have such a strong dead air.

Beyond the mountains, there are fireworks. It's not fireworks, it's red wisps.

This is a prelude to mutating into a corpse. If they had come here a thousand years later, then a terrifying monster would have appeared in this world.

The ghost is different from the ghost, the former is detached from the body, while the latter is the soul.

The flesh is a mortal thing, after all, and it is the soul that controls the body, and for the cultivator, the soul is far more important than the body.

To become a ghost is to leave some remaining good thoughts in its soul, unless it was a great evil in life. Although this good thought gradually faded in the fight and devouring, it still exists after all.

The Corpse is different. Because from beginning to end, there is no trace of soul, and the spiritual wisdom born is also condensed from the attack of the ghostly spirit.

This is the birth of evil. This is different from the corpse god that Chu Cheng met in the Northern Wilderness. This is the real corpse god, and it may even be even more terrifying than the ghost god.

"The corpse of this strong man is about to transform. The man surnamed Zhao frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

The stronger the body before death, the stronger the corpse charm that was born.

As many as a million zhang giants, although there are not many in this world, there are not many. All alien races who have access to the Xuan Realm can reach it. It's just that they've never seen anything like this.

Just a corpse brought them intense heart palpitations. This is far more than the strong man who has reached a million-foot body seen in the past.

Even the Lord of a Continent did not give them such strong palpitations.

Chu Cheng took a deep breath and continued to take a step forward. This step has crossed the silver wire and the red line. Went to the other end.

When this step is out, the vision ahead gradually opens. The place where he is no longer full of silver threads, only a few strands remain.

"It's ........"

The man surnamed Zhao and the old man also stepped out, closely following behind Chu Cheng, also showing vigilance.

In their view, there must be a crisis here. From the first killing machine, to this decaying and dead air, both are shocking.

This giant who has turned into a mountain stone is incomparably powerful in his lifetime. I'm afraid that the top ten generals behind the Lord of the Netherworld are not his opponents.

Even such beings have fallen here, let alone them.

They wanted to flee from this place, but because of Chu Cheng's insistence on moving forward, they had to stay here.

The enlightenment ahead, continues. On this side, there is a rumor. In this wind, there is still some rotten black mist. It's just a lot thinner than the rear.

The wind was slow and urgent, and when the three of them walked here, the wind was rushing, rolling backwards wave after wave like a mountain and a sea, making the thousands of miles ahead become clear.

At this moment, the man surnamed Zhao and the old man's eyes suddenly widened, and their breathing began to become short.

Because they saw a scene that shook their hearts.

The mist swirled in the wind, like countless black dragons, wrapped around a giant pillar that reached into the sky.

This stone pillar stretched out from this giant stone elephant, as if breaking the shackles of heaven and earth.

It's a huge palm.

Covering the sky with one hand, you can shatter the entire sky with one palm. It is enough to open up the world, destroy the sun, moon and galaxy, and recreate a new world.

This palm, if it is full of blood and qi, is enough to kill all enemies in the world.

And with the strong wind, at the end of that palm, a ball of light appeared, and when he raised his hand and feet, a universe collapsed and the galaxy was destroyed.

The man surnamed Zhao and the old man both held their breath, and Chu Cheng's heart beat violently.

For a moment, there was silence.

It wasn't the palm of the hand that caused all this. It's the light at the end.

The light is abundant, like a blazing sun.

"It's ......."

"It's ......."

The man surnamed Zhao and the old man spoke in a trembling voice, and looked at the person in front of him with a blank look.

At the end of that giant palm was the light. In the depths of that light were stone statues.

Lifelike, lifelike. On that sculpture, the colored light is swirling, like a real god.

In the midst of the streamer, there is a golden light. Although it was thick, the three of them still saw the statue clearly.

Beneath the statue is a tiger.

This is a big tiger that is five feet high. The whole body is white, except for the black pattern on the forehead, forming a prince.

Their gaze only glanced at the white tiger sculpture, and then their gaze froze in the sky.

This freeze frame is a long time.

The silence was followed by the sound of heavy breathing. As the three strong men breathed heavily, the wind flow around them became more undulating.

Their gaze was fixed on the sculpture of a man sitting on the white tiger.

A white robe holding a bundle of bamboo rolls, a black hair casually draped behind him, a face like jade, willow thin eyebrows, and slender eyes below, as if flowing with red light, should be radiant.

The light on this statue is very gentle, but it gives people a sense of standing and prostrating

"Master!"

After a long time, the sound was like thunder, and it came to the world with a bang.

This is the exclamation of the man surnamed Zhao and the old man.

And what they saw, the man sitting on the white tiger was the man in front of him.

Despite the difference in hair color, the two of them could see that the statue was their owner.

This statue... It was Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng frowned, he didn't feel strange that his statue appeared in the Land of the Divine Relic.

Because, he is the teacher of the gods.

There may be a statue of him, but why is it in the hands of this giant?

When this light appeared, the black fog around it suddenly dissipated.

Suddenly, there was a great earthquake in the heavens and the earth.

This is the movement of the mountains and the movement of the giants.

Boom, boom, boom, fireworks. This is a real firework, burning all the blood-red filaments around the body.

In a trance, the man surnamed Zhao and the old man saw a scene.

It was a giant with a full head of white hair.

This giant's qi and blood have been exhausted, but it is still incomparably majestic, and it can rush the whole heaven and earth.

"Such a rich power of qi and blood... This is the Old God!"

The pupils of the old man's eyes shrank sharply, he didn't know why he saw this scene, but he knew that the aura spread from this giant far exceeded the ghosts and gods they had encountered.

As they saw, the giant was covered in blood, staggering through the earth, and at last came to the statue, where he finally fell to his knees before the statue in front of him.

The blood flowed into the statue of the man sitting in the white tiger.

The giant's aura was weakening, and the light on the statue was getting thicker and stronger.

Huge looked at the statue, and there was a light in his dead eyes, muttering. But the people present couldn't hear it at all.

It wasn't until a long time later that a hand slowly reached out and reached out to the statue.