"I'm just kidding."

　　 Looking at the saint's blushing face, Lu Ming couldn't help but smile.

　　 The saint was taken aback when he heard these words, and then reacted, giving him a blank glance.

　　Since all the brave men can pass her back, why can't they let her pass too?

　　 If I remember correctly, the brave can use magic under these gems.

　　Want to come, the brave man is just looking for a chance to adjust himself again.

　　 The saint's face turned red and thought.

　　 Then, Lu Ming stepped forward and said:

　　 "Let's go."

　　 The saint was relieved, and glanced at the river, wondering when a black magic bridge was added.

　　 I'm afraid it was the brave.

　　 Stepping on this magical bridge, Lu Ming and the saint easily reached the opposite side, and then they could see the appearance of the main tomb hall.

His Highness 　　 placed dozens of black coffins neatly, and there was one on the farthest high platform. Standing in the sea of ​​graves, the saint beside him suddenly turned pale.

　　 She felt a strong pressure all around her and pressed her down, making her as if she had seen a **** battlefield, her body shook, and the saint almost didn't fall down.

　　 However, this scene did not last long, and the mirror image in front of her suddenly shattered, leaving the saint stunned.

　　 She seemed to see the invisible pressure when she touched Lu Ming next to her, as if she had encountered something more terrifying, and quickly stepped back.

　　 However, it was still too late. Before the oppression disappeared in time, they could no longer sustain the consequences of touching Lu Ming. They broke apart one after another. After the pressure was removed, the saint breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "This is the aura formed by the strength of the purebred demons and their years of mixing on the battlefield. It is probably used to deter some people who accidentally enter the tomb."

　　 Lu Ming guessed the saint’s reaction and explained it to her.

It seems that after the death of the real strong, many things will condense on the remains, and the corpses of so many demons gathered together, there must be a lot of strong auras in the air, just now it is a solid aura After the product.

　　 is probably the same skill as his Demon King's coercion.

　　 After solving the one thing in front of him that was not even a threat, Lu Ming opened the lids of several coffins beside him, looked at the contents and shook his head.

　　 "These people are the descendants of the purebred demons, they are between level 200 and 400, and the weapons they use are not good things."

　　 Really speaking, what Lu Ming can admire must be equal to his status, such as the tombs of other demon kings, where he can see them.

　　 And like this kind of tomb of a pure-blooded demon, he never had hope for the contents from the beginning.

　　 came in only to be a little curious about the identity of this purebred demon, just wanting to know which demon king he belongs to.

　　 Lu Ming lost interest after seeing a few coffins and said to the saint beside him.

　　 Strangely, he did not hear the saint's response. Lu Ming looked back and found that the saint was praying for these dead demons.

　　 "Does your church also pray for the dead demons?"

　　 Looking at the saint lowering her head and chanting, she looked like she was surrounded by brilliance, Lu Ming couldn't help but ask her.

　　 How do you say the demons are also the enemies of mankind.

　　 The saint did not answer her immediately, but stayed for a while. After praying, she opened her eyes.

　　 "The demon race is also a race created by the goddess. In front of the goddess, everyone is the same."

　　 The brilliance of the saint gradually disappeared, with a smile, she explained to Lu Ming:

　　 "Moreover, many human ancestors who died in the war are buried in this tomb, and I can be regarded as praying for them."

　　 The saint also did not forget what Lu Ming said, that the bones outside are all the creatures of various races who died in the war.

　　 Lu Ming nodded, did not say anything, but looked at a coffin at the top of the hall.

　　 It is located on the dozens of steps at the back of the main hall. Don’t think about it, the ancestors of this purebred demon clan should be placed there.

　　 Lu Ming walked over step by step, and after entering the steps, he felt something wrong with the surrounding air.

　　 He glanced behind him, and found that the saint who was following him stopped under the steps with a dazed expression.

　　 "My Lord Brave, I, I can't make it up."

　　 The saint looked a little flustered. The stairs in front of her were clearly in front of her, but she seemed to be separated from her by heaven and earth, making her unable to go up at all.

　　 "These steps are quite interesting."

　　 Lu Ming stopped, took a look at some of the steps, and found that it was a magic circle.

　　 takes the entire ladder as the body. Before each ladder passes, the passer will be tested for the level.

　　 The required level increases step by step as the ladder goes up. The last step of the ladder requires 600 levels of strength to land on it, otherwise it will only be trapped in the magic array of the next level and cannot go up.

　　 These steps, the level of the first step requires a level of 300 strength, which is more than twice as tall as the saint, so when she faces them, she can't get out one step at all.

"How is this going?"

　　 After taking so many steps, the saint couldn't keep up with Lu Ming as she wished. She also knew there was a problem here, so she stopped moving and asked for help from the brave.

　　 Lu Ming looked at the saint again after observing these steps and told her:

　　 "Speaking of which, the magic circle on this ladder has some connection with the goddess of your goddess religion."

　　 "My Goddess?!"

　　 Hearing the brave mentioning the goddess, the saint of UU read www.uukanshu.com's eyes brightened, and immediately asked with some high spirits, he forgot to let Lu Ming send her up.

　　 Then he said nothing, seeming to be looking forward to Lu Ming's next words.

　　 "Well, goddess."

　　 Lu Ming nodded, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. Speaking of which, this legend, even in their era 5,000 years ago, was a legend:

　　 "The heavenly palace of the legendary goddess has such a ladder, one step at ten steps, a total of one hundred steps, if all steps up, then you may be able to see the legendary goddess who created this world."

　　 "Is this..."

　　 After listening to Lu Ming's explanation with bright eyes, the saint's eyes gradually darkened.

　　 What is a hundred steps? If you count it like this, don’t you need 1,000 steps to enter?

　　 Let alone her, I am afraid that no one in this world can touch that level, even 200 levels are difficult.

　　 "Well, you don't have to be sad."

　　 Lu Ming looked at the saint’s disappointed look and told her:

　　 "Even if you really reach level 1000, you don't want to see the goddess. She died a long time ago, and the palace can't figure out where it fell, let alone any steps. It's probably broken long ago."

　　 The saint looked at Lu Ming with a complex expression, wondering if he was comforting herself or what.

　　 Fortunately, the saint did not look too sad. The goddess was already dead. This is a fact, something even their church knows.

　　 It’s just that they don’t know why the goddess abandoned this world and died. This is something the church has been pursuing.

　　 (Thanks for the 500 points rewarded by the super big guys~Thanks for the 100 points rewarded by the running water~Thank you for your support~)