The Colorful Altar didn't look very large, and on the other side of the altar there were a large pile of colorful crystals, reflecting the colorful luster under the illumination of the Yang Star.

"Senior Xuanming, have you ever seen this person?"

"Xuanming senior?"

......

Ning Chuan screamed a few times, and found that Xuan Ming didn't have any sound coming, could it be because the blow just now made him fall into a deep sleep again, he could only guess like this, without the guidance of the old man Ning Chuan could only judge by his own guess.

On this star, which was full of dead silence and weirdness, the inexplicable Yu Jian alone made Ning Chuan's heart a little vigilant.

The distance between him and the old man was not too close and not too far, but he still slowly retreated towards the back, who knows if the old man could sense his position.

But just when Ning Chuan thought he had retreated to a safe distance, the old man who was constantly repairing the Colorful Altar suddenly turned his head, staring at Ning Chuan tightly with calm eyes, and did not move.

Ning Chuan, who originally wanted to continue to retreat, stopped and looked at the old man, and the two of them faced each other like this, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

The two were stalemate for a while, Ning Chuan smiled, and walked towards the old man generously, a person who can appear on such a star, if he wanted to make a move, he would have made a move at the first time, and now not making a move means that the old man is not much hostile to him.

"Find ...... Find your way...... It's over!"

Ning Chuan heard a voice after approaching the old man, and the old man muttered such a sentence repeatedly.

"Senior, may I ask where this place is?" Ning Chuan asked in a deep voice facing the old man.

However, the old man's eyes were gloomy, and he still repeated his previous words repeatedly, ignoring Ning Chuan.

"No, this is not a person!" At this moment, Ning Chuan was shocked in his heart, and he retreated to the back without hesitation, and the speed was extremely fast.

When he was in the Immortal Mansion, he and Wude had encountered the spiritual wisdom generated by the corpse of the saint, and the old man in front of him was not the corpse of the saint, but it was something else, that is, the divine mind of the saint.

No one thought that the divine thought could rub the fire for so long when it was separated from the physical body, and he felt it when he approached the old man just now, this divine thought was hundreds of times stronger than the divine thought of the saint.

Could it be the divine thoughts of the so-called emperor-level powerhouse, Ning Chuan thought in his heart, but it should not be combined with Xuan Ming's words, otherwise he would have been crushed in the aura naturally emanating from the old man before Ning Chuan got closer.

"Where the hell am I?" The terrifying thought came out again, a little miserable and mournful, as if a wanderer was missing his hometown, with a deep sorrow.

Ning Chuan stood in place for a while, and found that the old man still didn't have much interest in him, he continued to slowly approach the old man, standing beside the old man, Ning Chuan could vaguely feel the terrifying fluctuations emanating from the old man's thoughts.

However, Ning Chuan also discovered that this divine thought was about to dissipate, and a divine thought that had lasted for an unknown number of years finally disappeared on a death star that no one cared about.

Ning Chuan stood aside and listened to the voice of the old man's thoughts, most of them were repeating the above two sentences, but Ning Chuan also knew where he came from in the old man's words, Qingling Star! The name of this star Ning Chuan had never heard of, it should be the star where the sixth universe is located.

The old man's homeland is the Qingling Star, the oldest star in the sixth universe.

The Colorful Altar has been repaired for more than half of it, and it should be repaired in a few days according to the old man's speed, and there is still this complex and obscure pattern on the Colorful Altar, which also needs to be painted continuously.

The lightning insect looked at the divine thought and continued to draw the altar, it carefully tugged at Ning Chuan's hair and said, "Let's go first, I think this guy is a little infiltrating!"

Ning Chuan smiled, the lightning insect has the speed of the world, even if he has learned the art of doing, he can't catch up with the speed of the lightning insect now, just such an ancient beast that can run and fight, but he is very timid.

Ning Chuan rushed towards the other side of the star, on the other side of the star was a huge stagnant water, the water quality was black, and a disgusting smell came from the huge stagnant water, and there were actually these small oases in other parts of the star, which made you a little surprised.

He didn't expect that there were oases here, but the area of these oases was very small, and there were no creatures to see except for the most ordinary vegetation.

Only that divine thought and inexplicable demon beast survived on the entire star, but Ning Chuan speculated that the demon beast should survive in that backwater.

In the next half a year, Ning Chuan has been looking for a way to stay away from this star, he came to this star because of an inexplicable spatial crack, and he is only a six-star celestial god cultivator, without the help of a teleportation array and something like that, there is no way to escape from the star.

In the past half a year, Ning Chuan has collected a large number of colorful crystals, although he doesn't know what they are for, but since it is related to the colorful altar, he tried to collect them.

Every day he would come to the position of the Colorful Altar to take a look, but the divine thought kept repeating the previous movements, and the words kept repeating in his mouth, day after day.

At first, Ning Chuan only thought that the restoration of the altar would take a few days, but he found that the restoration of the altar was far more difficult than he imagined, and the old man only repaired a small half of the area almost every seven days.

Half a year passed in a flash, and the lightning insect was bored lying on a purple rock, and Ning Chuan was very glad to have such a chatter as the lightning insect by his side, otherwise he might have been driven crazy long ago.

Finally, yesterday the old man seemed to have finally repaired the Colorful Altar, and the terrifying fluctuations permeated the entire star, and the backwater land set off a monstrous wave.

And the old man's divine thoughts have been standing on the altar since the construction of the seven-colored altar, without superfluous movements, looking up at the starry sky, as if thinking about something.

Early this morning, Ning Chuan rushed towards the Colorful Altar with lightning worms, and the bronze door panel had already been burned when it landed, and there was nothing left.

When Ning Chuan rushed to the location of the Colorful Altar with the lightning worm, the old man had been standing on the altar for a day and a night, just when Ning Chuan and the lightning worm arrived.

The old man's originally dull eyes suddenly shot out two divine flowers, and the terrifying divine flowers bloomed from the old man's eyes, and the fluctuations of immortal power surged towards the altar, and the brilliance of the colorful altar was even more dazzling, soaring into the sky.

The huge Colorful Altar was blooming with the light of the night, and Ning Chuan knew from Xuan Ming's narration that the Colorful Altar was a teleportation array, a teleportation array to find a second path, so as long as he stepped on the Colorful Altar, he could leave this star through the altar, no matter where he teleported, it was better than staying on this dead star.

A light-shaped portal appeared above the altar, like a metal-infused rune imprinting the void, and waves of spiritual power fluctuated around the altar.

Ning Chuan looked at the old man standing on the altar and said, "Senior, can you take the two of us away together?"

The old man still didn't speak, Ning Chuan and the lightning worm had to step on the colorful altar, at this time they were less than a palm away from the old man, if the old man attacked them now, they would definitely be taken down the altar.

However, the old man ignored the two of them, and was still looking up at the starry sky above his head, which made Ning Chuan and the lightning worm breathe a sigh of relief, this old man's cultivation was definitely more terrifying than that of a saint, and he had even surpassed a saint.

Just when Ning Chuan was just breathing a sigh of relief, the old man's figure suddenly moved, and a terrifying fluctuation appeared on the old man's body, and Ning Chuan and the lightning insect immediately made a defensive gesture.

However, the old man did not look at Ning Chuan and the others, but stretched out his big hand that had been covering the sky into the distance, and a violent roar sounded, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a huge sarcophagus emerged from the soil.

His corpse! Ning Chuan immediately guessed that the contents of this sarcophagus should be the body of the old man.

Such a divine thought followed by him Ning Chuan always couldn t let go of his mind you really don t know what he will do next the careful old man pulled away from him.

The light on the Seven-Colored Altar had reached its peak, and a huge light-shaped portal had taken shape, and from the outside, it seemed as if there was a starry sky road connecting to the inside.

"Go home!" The divine thought fluctuated, and countless hurricanes were set off around the altar, and the surrounding rocks turned into powder in the wind.

Nanyu, in the Sage Mountain, an ancient voice sounded, like the first sound of the world, setting off terrifying fluctuations in the entire Sage Mountain.

However, some cultivators around the Sage Mountain did not feel this fluctuation, and they were still constantly looking for their immortal fate.

Inside the Sage Mountain is a huge magic mountain towering into the sky, and the whole body of the mountain is black, giving people a feeling of palpitations from a distance.

And inside the mountain, there is a huge nest, and the entire mountain has been hollowed out and flowed out of a huge space.

In the deepest part of the lair, dozens of immortal jades floated and sank in a pool of spiritual liquid, and if Ning Chuan was here, he would definitely exclaim, this was the same situation he had seen on that ancient battleship.

Dozens of creatures were sealed inside the fairy jade, and these creatures were the same as those on the battleship, when a slight footstep sounded on the other side of the lair.

A man with long fiery red hair and wings on his back walked in from the side of the passage, and beside him was a woman with a pair of bewitching purple eyes and a crystal clear chip on her eyebrows.

The two talked in a low voice as they walked.

"When will the Hallownest Kings awaken?"

"I don't know, there is no obvious guidance for the kings to come, but it should not be far from the awakening of the kings, what about your side of the Holy Spirit Mountain?"

"The Blood Spirit Clan has found us, hoping that we can help them return to the top ten forces in the universe. ”

"Hmph, a group of jumping clowns, the king of the Blood Spirit Clan has not awakened in the past few years, but the people under him are very active!"

......

The two of them turned into another passage, and the voices grew farther and farther apart.

On the other side of the Hallownest, there was a huge cavern-like cavern, in which a group of creatures were constantly prostrating to an altar, each time prostrating with words in their mouths, but speaking in an ancient language.

The appearance of this group of creatures is the same as that of a man and a woman just now, all of them retain some human appearance, but they have some characteristics of the beast race on their bodies.