Ma Yan was stunned.
The fairy was very satisfied with her reaction and raised her white chin proudly.
Say I am useless again?
After a moment, Ma Yan came back to his senses: "Your trick? Or something else?"
The fairy replied: "The trick of the high priest."
"The truth of this world is buried in it."
Ma Yan was puzzled: "The truth?"
The fairy nodded: "The reason why believers can be called believers is because they have an unshakable faith in the gods."
"Although the believers of the righteous gods are not as crazy as the fanatics of the evil gods, their faith is real."
"And the land of faith gathers the most devout believers."
"The God of War will not have a brain attack and put a group of idiots here."
"After years of no response from the gods, some believers may betray."
"But it is impossible for the believers in the land of faith to betray collectively."
Ma Yan was silent for a moment: "Is the high priest lying?"
The fairy said lightly: "Of course, the truth is in it."
The original cemetery was covered with black flames, and it made a crackling sound when burning.
Even though the two women were far apart, they could still feel the burning heat coming towards them.
Ma Yan said, "So what does the truth have to do with us?"
The fairy was incredulous: "Aren't you curious?"
Ma Yan thought for a moment: "A little bit."
"But can you spray water?"
"We can't get in unless the fire is extinguished."
The fairy sighed: "If only my pot was still there."
"The source of the world is running out, and we won't be able to hold on for long in there."
Ma Yan looked at the high wall in the distance, which had no top, and Qin Ze, who was bombarding the mountain of corpses, and said in a deep voice: "Instead of exploring a truth that has nothing to do with it, it's better to think about how to leave here."
"If we don't leave, we will be refined into pills."
The hot magma poured down from the top of the wall, and the cracks in the earth were slowly filled.
Wherever the magma passed, whether it was the ground or the sky, it was burning.
The world sacrifice has begun.
When all the cracks are filled with magma, it means that the sacrifice is complete.
At that time, everyone in the wall will merge with this world.
Including Qin Ze and Miao Daoren's source of god.
And the high priest who dominates this world can be regarded as "saving the country in a roundabout way" and indirectly becoming a god.
But as he said, he only has spirit left.
Even if he becomes a god, it is based on this world.
If the world does not move, he can't go anywhere.
The only thing he gets is eternity.
The fairy shook her head: "I can't leave, the world has been locked."
"In the past ten thousand years, the high priest has refined and bound it with the world, which is why it has such a long life."
"He is the leader of this world. Without his permission, none of us can leave."
Ma Yan gritted his teeth when he heard this: "If it weren't for your love-brained illness, we would have left long ago."
The fairy snorted: "I won't say who is the love-brained one."
Then, she looked at the sea of fire in front of her: "The one who left may be inside."
The two women looked at each other and sighed constantly.
This feeling is like a beautiful woman standing in front of you, waiting for you to pick her, but the little brother is not up to the task.
"Two beautiful ladies, do you need help?"
The mist master slowly walked out of the nearby mist, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed to the two women.
Ma Yan stared at the mist master: "Are you not dead, or are you reborn?"
In the battle of Haidu, she had witnessed the circus being destroyed.
Now that this group of people appeared alive again, she couldn't help but imagine.
They are all still alive, but where is that person?
The fairy said speechlessly: "So who is the love-brained one?"
"Is it time for you to reminisce about your late husband now?"
Ma Yan took a deep breath and calmed her thoughts.
The fairy said to the mist master: "Do you have a way to deal with this fire?"
The mist master smiled slightly: "If it's just this level, it's no problem."
"This sea of fire is essentially a domain, and I happen to have a deep research on the domain."
The fairy's patience is limited: "Stop talking nonsense, get started."
The mist master unfolded the beast form, and the white mist instantly covered the cemetery and overlapped with the fire.
"While the owner of this domain hasn't discovered it yet, we have to move quickly."
Greeting the two women behind him, the mist master rushed into the sea of fire first.
The fairy and Ma Yan hesitated for a moment and followed closely.
When they entered the sea of fire, they magically found that the black flames were burning around them, but they did not burn their bodies.
The mist master who was walking in front explained: "The domains are superimposed, and now I am in control of the field myself, and the fire field is completely suppressed."
"The premise isThe master didn't find us. If he noticed and came to control the situation, we only had less than two minutes. "
The fairy nodded: "Enough."
The three of them went deeper and soon saw a statue nearly three meters high.
It was a golden crow with broken wings. It struggled and crawled, with its head against the ground.
It seemed to be mourning and wailing.
"Found it." The fairy's eyes lit up: "Watch out, only the preacher can deal with the high priest!"
Dong——
She rotated the cane with one hand, and the gem hit the back of the golden crow heavily.
As the dark green light flashed, the mist master heard a crisp sound, as if an invisible barrier was broken.
With the golden crow statue as the center, the flames within a hundred meters suddenly extinguished.
The three appeared in a dome space, and a stone tablet stood in the center of the space.
The fairy murmured: "Double seal, it's really cautious enough. "
The Lord of Mist approached the stone tablet and saw that it was filled with densely packed names written in spirit language.
"Tombstone."
"This is the real cemetery."
The old guys who dug the graves before sighed.
If they had known there would be such a big fight, they would have stayed with the Lord of Mist.
You mean a team fight?
How can a team fight be as exciting as digging graves!
The Lord of Mist raised his hand and gently touched the tombstone, and a strong force bounced his hand back.
In an instant, countless spirits flew out of the tombstone.
They looked different, male and female, old and young.
They were stacked on top of each other, filling the small space.
Four pairs of eyes were pasted on the Lord of Mist's face alone.
All kinds of noisy voices came into the ears of the three people.
"Who are you? Why did you enter the place of faith in the Sun God?"
"What's the situation outside?"
"Did the God respond to us?"
"Look at his cane, the preacher, is a heretic! "
The spirits seemed to have seen something terrifying, and they retreated back, trembling against the wall.
The area around the three mist masters suddenly became much wider.
The fairy was shocked by the sudden appearance of so many spirits.
Seeing that they were afraid of her identity, she immediately waved her cane.
"Tell me what happened here, or I will turn you into fanatics in a minute!"
The spirits looked at each other, and no one moved.
The fairy was an impatient person, and she was ready to pick two lucky people to kill as a warning to the monkeys.
Seeing the fairy suddenly move, the spirits shattered into countless stars, and the scene where the three people were located changed accordingly.
A solemn old man sat in front of them with a sad face, and sighed: "Everyone, our god seems to be dead."