Chapter 608 Sending the King

The huge divine base illuminated the entire space with a blaze of fire.

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Zhao Yin could hardly suppress his excitement and stood there in a trance.

The largest divine base he had ever obtained was in the poisonous fog forbidden area.

The area was only five or six square meters, and there was only a thin layer.

And the prismatic divine base with a diameter of thirty meters in front of him was unknown how many times larger!

If you don’t see it with your own eyes, it’s difficult for ordinary people to directly have a concept of a diameter of thirty meters. It’s like several nearly ten-story buildings merged together...

"It’s so big!" Song Xiaodao exclaimed.

This is what everyone was thinking at this time.

"Why is this divine base different from the ones I’ve seen before?" Ning Yue said in confusion.

Zhao Yin shook his head, and he couldn’t read any useful information.

The corpse demon Song Xiaojian and Yuan Baoer on the side couldn’t hold back any longer, and they wanted to pounce on it and take a bite immediately.

Even the corpse demon Zhang Jie, with his dead fish eyes, showed a strong greed.

The attraction of the divine base is fatal to any pseudo-life!

"Master Zhao, can you give me a piece, a small piece!"

Song Xiaojian knelt on the ground shamelessly, knocking his head loudly.

"I only want a small piece the size of a palm, is that okay?"

"Master Zhao! For the sake of Xiaodao, give me a little bit! I, Song Xiaojian, swear that I am willing to do anything for you, Master Zhao, even if Pi Yanzi inserts a bursting knife...!"

Yuan Baoer, the little corpse demon on the side, stared at this scene.

It seemed that as long as Zhao Yin nodded, she would immediately imitate Song Xiaojian to ask for it.

Zhao Yin came back to his senses and realized that if he didn't put away the divine base, several corpse demons would cry with greed.

He walked out of the beast-carrying golden house and stepped forward.

Just when his hand touched the divine base, suddenly, a terrifying spiritual force rushed into his mind along Zhao Yin's palm.

At this moment, Zhao Yin's ears suddenly heard the ethereal sound of suona, flute, drum, gong...

It seemed that among the sounds of these musical instruments, there was a sound that covered everything.

It was the sorrowful cries of countless people, gathered together, as if the human race of the whole world had gathered together, making Zhao Yin's whole world fall into deep sadness.

At this moment, Zhao Yin's heart was inexplicably filled with sadness.

As if, touched by the crying, a drop of hot tears flowed down the corner of his eyes...

"Send! King!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice, with a sharp voice, covered all the sounds.

The divine base in front of Zhao Yin disappeared... Even the huge cave became blurred.

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't see the girls, and couldn't sense the corpse demon Zhang Jie and Lao Niu!

A sense of coolness burst out from the spiritual ocean where the soul of the contract was, flowing through Zhao Yin's body.

He finally walked out of his sadness and opened his eyes to look...

He didn't know when he was standing in a wasteland.

The people, beasts, and corpses around him were all gone!

Zhao Yin's back was covered with sweat in an instant, because he could no longer sense the space of life.

Here, there was yellow sand everywhere. Except for the dim sky, there was only endless wind, which rolled up the yellow sand and formed one tornado after another on the horizon.

The whole world was a wasteland, even worse than the earth. There was not even a snowflake here.

In the sobbing wind, the sound of suona, flute, and drums came again...

And the cry that resounded throughout the world.

After a while, Zhao Yin was horrified to see that at the end of his sight, a white appeared on the horizon of endless yellow sand.

There were countless people wearing white robes, white hats, and white shoes, forming a sea of ​​people.

Some people were scattering yellow paper money, and some were playing musical instruments.

An old man was walking slowly, blowing a bamboo flute, and crying.

Everyone was crying.

Only Zhao Yin was alone facing the endless crowd, his heart was blank, and all he could see were white clothes.

"Send! King!"

That sharp voice sounded again.

Zhao Yin vaguely saw in the wind and sand that it was a thin middle-aged man, crying and shouting.

Finally, the crowd came closer, and Zhao Yin's vision was filled with white clothes. He couldn't count how many people there were here.

He couldn't sense the extraordinary aura on them, nor the ordinary aura.

It was as if all his abilities had disappeared.

Zhao Yin subconsciously avoided the crowd, and suddenly found that his upper foot was like taking root.

He tried his best, but couldn't move a step.

At this time, the old man who was walking in the front, playing the bamboo flute, walked straight towards Zhao Yin.

He could clearly see the tears in the old man's eyes and his graying hair...

Until Zhao Yin saw the space bracelet on the old man's wrist, his heart was shocked.

This is an extraordinary world!

Zhao Yin also saw that all the people in front of him were carrying space equipment, some were wearing space bracelets, some were wearing space rings...

The number of people here seemed endless...How many pieces of space equipment would this be?

Zhao Yin didn't know how prosperous this world would be before it turned into a desert?

At this time, the old man was less than three meters away from Zhao Yin, and he was still walking straight towards him.

Zhao Yin panicked, and the next moment, the old man actually passed through his body.

Looking back, the old man seemed to be unaware, still playing the bamboo flute, shedding tears...

More and more people passed through Zhao Yin's body.

It seemed that no one noticed his existence, and he was like a bystander, detached from their world. Even the wind and sand in the air, Zhao Yin could see, but could not feel...

"Is this an illusion?" Zhao Yin knew it in his heart.

The coolness from the contract soul allowed him to stay awake.

I don't know how long it has been, whether it was a day or a year, maybe... just a moment.

I don't know how many people have passed by him.

Finally, the scene in front of him changed, and a vacuum appeared among the countless people in white clothes and white shoes.

It was a piece of open space deliberately left by everyone, presenting a circle. With the footsteps of the crowd, the open space was also moving forward.

In the open space with a diameter of 10,000 meters, there was only one person walking, a strong man about 30 years old!

He was also dressed in white, but not in mourning clothes, but in snow-white armor.

However, the snow-white armor was already in tatters, and colorful bloodstains covered his whole body. The colors of the bloodstains were different, including gold, blue, green, and purple...

Just like the snow-white earth, full of colorful flowers.

The middle-aged man was burly, carrying a golden coffin on his shoulder. His left hand was broken at the shoulder, and bright red blood was still flowing...

There was a broken sword stuck in his forehead, and the black hilt was exposed, emitting a terrifying light.

There was a bloody hole in his chest, and a bright red heart could be seen beating inside...

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care, and his steps were still steady. The whole crowd seemed to follow his steps and move forward in rhythm...

"Send! The king!"