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But it was amazing that the blood ran down the cup and infiltrated into the stone, and then they heard a "bang" sound.

I saw the place where there was a stone wall in front of me, as if the door slowly opened from the middle.

Then where they stood, the stone wall at their feet began to spin.

Feng Sujin responded very quickly, quickly grabbing Qiao Liuhua and Shen Huaiqiao, for fear that the two would accidentally shake and fall down.

I don't know how long it took for the stones to stop.

During their dizziness, they found that they had entered another spacious place.

The point is that it is still very bright. For a moment, they thought they had left the old underground site of the ancient country!

In front of me is a spacious square, surrounded by stone pillars. Above the pillars are huge beads that seem to emit white light for many years.

Then the innermost platform looks like a sacrifice platform, with a lot of things on it, all kinds of jewelry, and a lot of fresh fruit and grain.

The strange thing is that these fresh fruit grains have not been corroded at all and are always fresh, as if someone just put them on.

"You see it is a painting."

"This painting is not a mural, it's a painting by humans. Looking at painting skills, it should be painting in ancient times."

Feng Sujin looked at the sacrifice picture. It was a man in fairy clothes. His clothes moved automatically without wind, as if he stepped on the void, and his fairy fluttered.

It is a freehand feeling, there is no specific appearance, but the temperament is extraordinary.

Feng Sujin looked at the painting and did not know why, there was a strong sense of familiarity in her mind.

When she dreamed before, it seemed as if a figure like this had appeared in the dream, a feeling.

But before dreaming, she didn't remember much when she woke up.

But when she saw the painting, she felt faintly.

There was a strong feeling in Feng Sujin's head that whistled out, but if you think about it, your head hurts and you can't think of it.

At this time, Shen Huaiqiao looked at the pictures below. "Look, here is how people bow down. Is the fairy in this painting the God of Creation?"

Hearing the words of the creation god, Feng Sujin trembled.

The creation **** is the master of the entire world.

It is the existence that everyone admires.

Even with the Nine Levels later, no one can surpass the status and power of the creation god.

But she also remembered what Shen Huaiqiao said, saying that the God of Creation later did not know what to do, and went from God to magic.

Feng Sujin looked at this picture, and felt that he had fallen into the magic from God, which was a pity.

I don't know what the creation **** looks like after entering the demon.

Feng Sujin turned to look at Shen Huaiqiao, "Did you know after the creation **** entered the devil?"

Feng Sujin didn't know why, she was suddenly interested in this creation god, and couldn't help but want to know everything about him.

"I went to the evil garden quietly, and I stayed there for a short time. There were taboos there, and because the spirit of the demon was too strong, so I only saw fragmentary records. Perhaps I would check it out and find something else.

Feng Sujin nodded, what she thought now was to go to the evil garden once to see the record of the creation god.

She didn't know why, just wanted to know, as if something sealed in her head made her have such a strong feeling.

Feng Sujin stood here, and her mind automatically appeared what made her do.

She did it according to the ideas in her mind, and found out a lot of things from the walls and from various institutions.