air. There was still a faint smell of fish, and after frowning, Feng Hao still walked in.

This is a large hall, an unknown hall, which is also full of broken bricks and tiles, and the surrounding walls have collapsed in several places, and there are dozens of large holes at the top, so that the sunlight from the outside world is also sprinkled in.

With the help of these rays of sunlight, Feng Hao could see that on those broken walls, tall figures were depicted, but the most attractive thing was not those figures, but those trees and Teng.

A tree with fine skin surface of the sacred tree, straight to the sky, as if able to pierce the sky in general, around its branches, but also tattooed with clouds, in order to show the height of the sacred tree, and the vine wood, is like a dragon, vivid, wrapped around the sacred tree, but also to make the divine tree a little more hideous and strong.

Although these pictures have been broken, the strange agility still gives Feng Hao an incomparable visual impact, making him feel as if he is in an ancient jungle.

"Whew"

Closing his eyes, Feng Hao gasped for breath and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

"What the hell are these things?"

Looking around, there were all such lines, his eyes trembled, and his mind was extremely uncalm.

"What happened in the Ancient Age?"

Based on the scale of this ruin, and the scene inside the palace, Feng Hao could tell that this place should have been extremely glorious before, and the cracks in the ground and the damage to the walls all showed that this place had been devastated.

"There are some things that you can't know with your current cultivation, and besides, knowing the Tao won't do you any good. ”

The old man's voice came out, showing that he was very cautious.

"Ugh"

Feng Hao was stunned and didn't ask, took a step, and walked towards a relatively complete broken wall.

The lines of the sacred wood, each one is extremely clear, very three-dimensional, vivid, as if directly presented in front of you.

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Feng Hao stretched out a hand and slowly stroked it.

There is no special feeling, this is a flat wall, just faintly, but Feng Hao feels that there is a strange energy flowing inside, full of vitality and freshness, which directly makes him refreshed, and his originally somewhat tired body instantly returned to normal.

"Huh?"

Feeling this strange energy, Feng Hao was slightly stunned, his heart moved, and immediately moved to make a decision, and a suction force was generated from his palm, and suddenly, he felt that the cool energy was infiltrated into his palm, and flowed into his body along the tendons.

"How so?"

Looking inward, the condition in the body made Feng Hao stunned.

This is a cyan energy silk thread, as soon as it enters the body, it directly passes through the Wuyuan Vortex, and infiltrates into the Void Martial Vortex under the Wuyuan Vortex, causing a small ripple, submerged into the pitch black, and disappeared without a trace, as if it did not exist at all.

For a long time, the Void Martial Vortex did not show any changes, and it looked extremely calm, and did not react because of this energy.

"Master?"

If he wanted to break his head, he didn't know what was going on, so Feng Hao had to ask the old man for advice.

"How?"

It didn't take long for the old man's voice to come out.

"Master, what happened to that energy just now?"

Feng Hao asked with some anticipation.

"Energy, what energy?"

The old man's voice was full of doubt.

"Ugh"

Feng Hao was slightly stunned, and then explained, "Is that the special energy absorbed on this wall just now?"

"Walls?"

The burning elder was also stunned, and only after a half-loud sound did he say, "Where did the special energy on the wall come from? ”

"It's true!"

Feng Hao was a little anxious and explained, "After I sensed it, I inhaled it in my body, and as a result, that special energy directly entered the Void Martial Vortex. ”

"Entered the Void Martial Vortex?"

may also feel that Feng Hao is not lying, and the voice of the burning old man is also solemn, "Has there been a change in the void martial arts?"

After being reminded by the old man, Feng Hao looked inside again.

Wu Yuan vortex did not have a trace of change, it was still slowly rotating, heteronuclear hanging, flashing with crystal purple blue, below, a boundless black vortex, like a black hole, deep and bottomless, snatching people's minds, after looking at it for a long time, Feng Hao had the illusion that his mind was attracted into it.

"Nope. ”

After observing for a while, Feng Hao shook his head in disappointment.

"Are you sure you're taking a special breath of energy into your body?"

Burning Elder asked cautiously again.

"Hmm. ”

Feng Hao nodded, "Although there is a small amount, it does have, and the feeling it brings to me is full of life, and it seems to be the feeling of looking at this painting."

"Didn't blend into the Martial Yuan Vortex?"

"Nope. ”

Feng Hao shook his head, "It seems that the Wuyuan Vortex can't accommodate it. ”

When that trace of energy passed through the Wuyuan whirlpool, Feng Hao faintly felt this way, the Wuyuan whirlpool was like the lake water on the surface of the lake, if it was a leaf or raindrop, it would naturally blend into it or float on it, but if a stone was thrown, it would naturally sink, and that trace of energy was the stone that was thrown into the lake.

"You go and try on other walls. ”

The burning old man urged a little hurriedly.

Listening to the old man's words, Feng Hao walked towards another broken wall, his palm against the wall, and he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation for a long time.

"Nope. ”

Feng Hao shook his head a little confused.

"Try again. ”

Under the old man's reminder, Feng Hao tried several broken walls in a row, but there was still no fluctuation of the strange energy before.

"It's impossible, is it a delusion?"

There are a few broken walls that are even more complete than the previous one, but there is no such energy, which can't help but make Feng Hao suspicious.

His gaze swept around, fixed on the steps of the palace.

It was also the highest point in the palace, and it was surrounded by rubble, and the wall behind it was broken with a hole.

I don't know why, Feng Hao just walked over like this, the fishy smell here is very strong, it seems to be the place where the deformed spirit is entrenched, and there are still disgusting traces of liquid on the broken ground.

Frowning, Feng Hao pinched his nose.

Standing in front of the high platform, he could still vaguely judge that this was a large round platform, and according to the rubble scattered around, he even doubted that there was once a large sculpture here.

After observing a little and finding a fairly clean ground, he imprinted his palm on it.