Shahai said guiltily: "We stopped it, but we didn't stop it." Brother Yichen has a lot of feelings for the sand master, so he has to look for it. Ancestor, what do you think will happen to the Sand Lord? She's going to be fine, right? ”

The old ancestor said: "The barren lake is very dangerous, I have only swam out for thousands of meters, and I have already experienced several dangers, and I almost can't come back." Although the sand master has the sand spirit spear on his body, he may not be fine. I followed the breath of the sand spirit spear until it was three thousand meters away completely, and it seemed that the range of the sand spirit lance was at least the center of the barren lake, a place we would never reach. However, there was no distress signal from the sand lord along the way, so there was no need to worry about her safety for the time being, because it was useless to worry, so I had to resign myself to fate. ”

The Old Ancestor's words made the hearts of Sha Hai and a group of Divine Venerables even heavier. Shahai regretted a little that he had obeyed the arrangement of the sand lord. Originally, he planned to go out of the city in several groups of people, confuse Shenguang, and then quietly send the sand master to the barren lake. However, the sand lord insisted that no matter what he did, he could not confuse Sanguang, and he should not make senseless sacrifices, so the sand sea gave up. If you stick to it, it may end differently.

Sha Jia, a strong man of the Shaling Clan, asked, "Ancestor, what does the barren lake look like?" ”

Although he is a native of the sand tomb, he has been running between the deserted city and the ethnic group for a long time, but no one wants to go to the barren lake once unless he has to, because every time there is a ninety percent chance of falling here, most of the great powers here have never been to the barren lake adventure. Moreover, the Shaling clan has always been disunited internally, except for a few who have been in charge of the overall situation in the clan for a long time, most of the rest are usually difficult to get together. If it weren't for the return of Emperor Shaling, the Shaling clan would not be able to follow the people's hearts and be summoned by the bloodline to return to the clan firmly.

The old ancestor said: "I have only explored a small part of the part, and I can't see the whole picture of the leopard in the tube." In general, the barren lake is like a large garden, and the more you go to the center, the more dazzling it becomes. I crossed thousands of meters from here, and the scene in the water was changing, as if it was gradually changing from the countryside to the city, the number of water monsters gradually increased, and the strong people I encountered became more and more powerful. What I don't understand the most is that there are countless voids hidden in the lake, as if it is a world of superimposed voids, just based on everything I see, maybe only a small part, I feel that the barren lake is a big world, a big world that you can't imagine. This is just an entrance, a gateway from the Sand Tomb to the world of the Barren Lake. ”

The group was shocked. They always thought that the barren lake was just a lake full of air, but they didn't expect that there was another world hidden.

One of the great powers still couldn't believe it, and asked, "Old Ancestor, are all the monsters in the barren lake like this?" ”

The old ancestor shook his head and said solemnly, "That's not the case. I've seen a lot of people who look like us, and a lot of monsters who seem to be able to coexist peacefully and don't hunt people like us. But their divine senses are very powerful, and they only need one face to break through my hidden aura and immediately know that I am an outsider. ”

So, aren't all those monsters gods? The combat power is still so strong, how terrifying is that?!

......

Hei Yichen's initial condition was not optimistic, he was covered in injuries, the wounds were still dripping with blood, and his body was injured by Dao Ze, internal injuries and external injuries damaged his divine power, coupled with the vitality that was about to be exhausted, his state deteriorated sharply, and he could hardly return.

Fortunately, the Chaos Tower clicked, and he used the rich aura of the Bi Se Shentai to breathe, but he quickly recovered his vitality and began to become vigorous again. Cultivators, as long as they have aura pranayama, they can quickly recover from external injuries and combat strength, this is an eternal truth!

Because of this, all the places where felons are held in the Three Realms are generally in extremely harsh environments, with no aura and no resources, so that the prisoners are unable to repair themselves, causing their wounds to deteriorate constantly, and finally even die of exhaustion.

It is precisely because of the importance of aura that the harsh environment of the Nine Shadows Continent, even if the Three Realms join forces, they will not be able to attack it for a long time, and finally they have to let the people of the Nine Shadows Continent recuperate there, which eventually leads to the problem of raising tigers, and the Nine Shadows continue to grow, and finally become the henchmen of the Three Realms.

Hei Yichen put away the blue god platform and returned to the eighth layer realm.

"Huh?"

Returning to the same place, Hei Yichen suddenly felt that his "vision" had broadened a lot. Maybe it was because his vitality was exhausted and his energy was exhausted just now, which affected his divine sense, but now he found that the place he could explore was much wider.

Nearby was a large "mountain range" that towered into the sky, with no end in sight, and he seemed to be in the middle of a valley.

This feeling is very curious, I am obviously surrounded by the water of the Qingqi Lake, but I feel that I am in an empty valley, and around me is a bright spring, flowers, birds and flowers, countless birds and beasts are living freely, there is no strife, no plunder, only peace and tranquility.

The Chaos Tower "hummed" and wrapped Hei Yichen in a flash, and said, "Yichen, you have already dived to the eighth layer, what have you found?" ”

Did the old bastard find something?

Hei Yichen was overjoyed and said busily: "I also think this barren lake is a bit weird. Every 100 meters of sinking, there is a realm, and every time you pass through a realm, it is as if the world has been opened, and there is a new world. Fortunately, most of the pressure I was under was absorbed by Tiantu, and if all the blessings were on me, I guess I wouldn't be able to dive here. What did you find? ”

Tiantu?

The Chaos Tower looked at the black curtain above Hei Yichen's head in surprise, and was a little stunned by the vast starry sky. He had also wanted to be like the Black Sky Slashing God Sword and the God Killing Dagger, which were placed in Hei Yichen's middle dantian, but he was ruthlessly driven out by the black beads, and there, he had seen this black canopy full of stars.

It seems that he has no relationship with Tiantu. The Tower of Chaos sighed.

The Chaos Tower was distracted for a moment and replied, "This place is indeed a bit like the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, but the Nine Heavens are upside down. Each layer of heaven seemed to be only 100 meters high, but it was an endless layer of void, similar to that of normal circles. I suspect that we happen to have a passage here, or a passage to ascend, and that every heaven and earth elsewhere should not be like this. ”

The judgment of "Lao Hei" and the Chaos Tower is like this, which coincides with what he thinks, it seems that this is not groundless, it is a bit of evidence.

Hei Yichen hurriedly asked, "What did you see at the bottom of the lake?" Is that the ninth floor? Are there any other water layers? ”

Chaos Tower said: "That's the real bottom, there is no other level." Let's go, I'll take you down and have a look. ”

With the Heavenly Map guarding Hei Yichen, and his own Liquid of Chaos isolating the pure qi that was so thick that it turned into magma, Hei Yichen should be able to pass through the realm of the ninth layer safely.

The Chaos Tower took Hei Yichen into the ninth layer, and at the moment when he rushed into the realm, a desolate and desperate aura suddenly poured into Hei Yichen's consciousness. He seemed to see an unfathomable ancient road, the road was full of grass, ancient wood wolf forest, faintly visible bluestone on the ancient road, engraved with countless runes and Taoism, just because of the perennial weathering, the runes have been worn out, and the rhyme in it has disappeared, only revealing a trace of vastness, depression, and endless helplessness.

The ancient roads are scattered, everything is withered, and the sky is at the end. In the age of the rumors, the sky and the earth were dark, and there were broken mountains and ruined walls everywhere. As far as the eye can see, there are all pieces of corpses, immortal over the years, emitting a crystal light; The ground was scarlet, mottled and mottled, as if it had taken countless blood to pour it into this.

This is an ancient battlefield, and it is not a low-level battlefield, and it is vast. Ancient corpses are everywhere, and the ancient corpses that have been dead for many years have a fairy aura lingering around them; The corpses were surrounded by broken spears, swords, and armor, each of which was a good thing, and of course, there were many dings, oil lamps, and dustbrushes, all of which were immortal holy weapons, and they all exuded immortal light.

This is a war beyond the gods, and it is such a large-scale war, tragic, magnificent, sad, vicissitudes, and there is a trace of despair lingering in Hei Yichen's heart, this is the feeling that this piece of heaven and earth brings him, not the illusion that Hei Yichen's heart is shaken and born.

Hei Yichen was so suppressed by this thought that he was almost out of breath by this thought that poured into his divine consciousness, and he was frightened by this battlefield of millions of corpses, and he only felt that his scalp was numb, as real and helpless as if he was there.