Chapter 6792 Black Blood Rain

Ancient God Corpse.

This is the most iconic existence in the Paradise of Gods!

Standing in the deepest part, with each opening of the road to godhood, many creatures who have set foot on the road to godhood and come here will be shocked and filled with desire after seeing this ancient god corpse!

Who would not want to look at the corpse of a god?

Even the slightest chance of good fortune in it is enough to make countless creatures crazy!

Even if it is not as good as "perfect godhood", it will not be long before it is different.

Whoosh!

At this time, Ye Wuque was getting closer and closer to the ancient god corpse.

He was moving very fast, and while moving forward, his eyes were also looking at the towering ancient god corpse.

The closer he got, the more he could feel an inexplicable and speechless momentum and the remaining mighty divine power!

Containing death, dead silence, heavy, majestic, and even more strongly felt a strong sense of incompleteness and coldness!

Stirring the void, covering the ten directions.

Even if it is not a living god, even if it is just a corpse that may have fallen too long ago, the remaining breath alone is still enough to sweep the sky and the earth!

This is not the so-called artifact, or the artifact set can compare to it!

Oppression!

The instinctive oppression came to his face.

"Compared to the mutated and mixed divine blood in the strange tiankeng before, this ancient divine corpse is obviously much more terrifying!"

Ye Wuque's eyes surged with brilliance.

Ahead.

Gradually, misty clouds appeared, floating lightly, making it seem as if I had come to the ancient divine domain, and I had an indescribable sense of insignificance.

Ye Wuque continued to go deeper, and finally, one foot of the ancient divine corpse slowly became clear in front of him.

Only by observing closely can you feel the hugeness and vastness of the ancient divine corpse. Just one foot is as big as hundreds of towering peaks piled up.

The next moment.

Ye Wuque saw corpses!

Many bloody corpses.

The blood had not yet dried up, and was still steaming. The corpses were lying everywhere, and the blood even dyed the feet of the ancient corpse red.

Obviously, a fierce battle had taken place here.

Ye Wuque stopped and observed for a while, then looked up and looked at the top of the ancient corpse!

Starting from the legs, the body of the ancient corpse was hidden in the thick mist and could not be seen clearly.

But looking along the blood trail, it was obvious that all the creatures who came here rushed to the top of the ancient corpse.

"These fatal wounds..."

Ye Wuque lowered his head again and looked at some corpses on the ground in all directions.

From the wounds, he felt a strong... divine power!

"The power of the artifact?"

Ye Wuque's face was calm.

Appearing here and being able to use the artifact, it is naturally the most likely that they are from the Guardian God Clan.

In addition, the words of the main man before his death proved that there might be other members of the Guardian God Clan, or the so-called ancient will of the Eternal Night Tomb.

Because Ye Wuque clearly remembered!

The Guan Clan that attacked the Buried Emperor Spirit Clan before had a clan leader.

So would the Guardian God Clan not have a clan leader?

Although the main man was a leader, he should not be the clan leader, but only the captain of that team.

"Then, the power possessed by the clan leader and the artifact he controls should be stronger and more terrifying than a captain like him..."

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque's eyes surged with expectation again.

Through the main man, he roughly understood his current combat power level...

Demigod, no doubt.

But the "demigod" level should also have high and low levels.

A mere main man can only be regarded as an appetizer of the gluttonous feast at most.

The main course is the most exciting!

Taking a step forward, Ye Wuque jumped onto the ancient god corpse and was about to fly upwards!

"No-fly zone?"

Immediately, Ye Wuque raised his eyebrows. He felt the power of no-fly zone in the majestic power emanating from the ancient corpse!

You can't fly directly above the ancient corpse.

You can only climb.

"Gods can't be insulted..."

Ye Wuque seemed to have a vague understanding of this.

He didn't stop, and immediately climbed up like a flexible ape.

This climb, Ye Wuque could feel the existence of the ancient corpse, which was like a huge domain in itself!

The body of the god was the earth, the void was the sky, and the surrounding smoke and clouds were quite strange.

Even, in the end, I couldn't tell where I was in the ancient corpse!

There was a vast expanse in front of me, making it impossible to tell east, west, south, and north, and I could only keep going up.

Swish!

"Hahahahaha!!! I've become a god!! I've become a god!"

Suddenly, the clouds above split open, and a bloody figure fell all the way down from above, and a crazy and frantic roar came out of his mouth, with an extreme excitement!

But Ye Wuque clearly saw that the figure was torn apart all over, with terrible cracks in the flesh and blood everywhere, and he was going to die soon.

His face was distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was in a dream.

What made Ye Wuque narrow his eyes was that the blood oozing out of the cracks in the flesh and blood of this figure was...

Black!

"What happened up there?"

The appearance of black blood reminded Ye Wuque of the mutated divine blood in the strange tiankeng.

Now, a similar situation has also occurred on the ancient divine corpse!

Just a coincidence?

Ye Wuque's climbing speed is getting faster and faster!

At a certain moment, as Ye Wuque jumped up, the whole person suddenly lay in the void like a roc spreading its wings, and the next moment he slowly fell into a solid and boundless ground!

But under the power of the virtual god, Ye Wuque understood that the place where he fell at this moment was exactly the palm of the hand of the ancient god corpse spread on his legs!

A hand is like a realm.

The hand of God is the world in the palm.

Even at this moment, there were uneven gullies in front of Ye Wuque, like mountains and rivers!

This is the palm print of the hand of God, full of visual impact.

But at this time, Ye Wuque's eyes were looking at the entire palm world.

Corpses!

Many corpses were scattered everywhere, and their deaths were tragic, but the same thing was that all the blood spilled from the corpses was black!

This black blood was weird, and it was chilling to look at it.

Looking up.

It was still shrouded in clouds and mist, looming.

The head of the god disappeared above the nine heavens, and it was not clear.

Ye Wuque continued to climb upwards.

Soon, Ye Wuque felt an increasingly strong chill and coldness.

It was as if an endless cold current rolled back into the void, blowing people into hell.

The next moment!

Ye Wuque heard sobbing and screaming, as if hell had descended on the world.

Swish, swish, swish!

From above, something seemed to fall again, but this time, when Ye Wuque looked, it was no longer a living being falling, he saw black blood!

The mighty black blood rain splashed down like a torrent, spreading across the ten directions of the void, with an indescribable sense of weirdness and horror.