Ding Hao entered this mysterious space.

What was presented to him was ......

A desolate world.

It's not gloomy, it's not bloody.

Desolate.

Desolation straight to the marrow.

There are aimless lonely souls floating around, and watching these lonely souls wander around does not even make people feel eerie, the only feeling is complete desolation.

The world is desolate to the extreme, and the heavens and the earth have become muddy.

This place is like an ancient battlefield, and the years have precipitated all the bloody breath that remains here, leaving only a few dilapidated temples and some inexplicable levitation.

Standing on this ancient battlefield, a strong spiritual power came to him, and Ding Hao did not refuse this sudden attack of spiritual power.

With Ding Hao's realm, any powerful and strange spiritual power is not to be feared, if this spiritual power is magical enough, he can also refine this spiritual power in the sea of knowledge and use it for his own use.

In addition, Ding Hao was also full of curiosity about this long-standing and powerful spiritual power, and he wanted to see what incredible things would happen.

When the spiritual power entered Ding Hao's sea of knowledge, Ding Hao clearly saw that the smoke of gunpowder was filled, the voices of people were boiling, and the two armies were facing each other, colliding, and fighting.

Not only the human race, but also the demon race, the beast race, and the sea tribe, endless wars, only in front of the picture.

and—

Faintly felt fluctuations of Xuan Qi.

Although it is very faint, it can be determined that this is the huge mystical energy left over from that era, and it is the aftermath of that battlefield.

The picture is full of spiritual power, this should be a wisp of spiritual power left by a certain soldier in this battle, and it is about what he saw in this battle for the last.

Ding Hao wanted to take a closer look at this battle again, but this spiritual power seemed to have exhausted the last trace of strength, and it had already disappeared into Ding Hao's sea of knowledge.

Ding Hao thought for a while: Judging from the spiritual power left by this ordinary soldier, this is undoubtedly an extremely magnificent war, and in his impression, there is no tragic war like the picture presents.

Ding Hao put this question aside for the time being, and continued to look at this space, which should be able to find other useful things.

The damaged temple, the wall made of jade, and the sword marks left behind are still faintly visible. Looking up, several altars appeared in the void.

Ding Hao's divine sense swept over, and it was surprising that with Ding Hao's extremely powerful divine sense, he could only see this desolate scene within a radius of ten miles.

This is a vast and boundless world, and its vastness is like the seventh layer of the [Tibetan Floating Massacre] under the Great Leiyin Temple, the difference is that the seventh layer of the [Tibetan Floating Massacre] is a void space, vast and boundless, which can accommodate all things.

And here.

Ding Hao clearly felt that this place was supposed to be a boundless and real continent, but at this time, the divine sense swept over, and ten miles away, the space that originally existed was as if it had been emptied, leaving only an empty shell and nothing, similar to nothingness.

Ding Hao was puzzled for a while.

Look around again, the suspended matter in the chaos

- Floating altar.

There are 24 altars floating in the air, each of which is evenly spaced from each other and distributed in a perfect circle. The suspended altar rises and falls, as if it is struggling to hold the levitation.

The distance between the altars is always the same, and there is no deviation due to their own ups and downs.

Ding Hao looked carefully, and the size of the altar was no different from the lotus flower sitting on the Buddha's seat.

In each altar, there is an inscription, which is an extremely ancient inscription, even Ding Hao can hardly identify the age of the inscription, he can only roughly speculate, at least it is also a product of the Immortal Ancient Period.

The energy of these old inscriptions is close to exhaustion, and the reason why the altar can be suspended in the air is because of the blessing of the inscription, and the shaking of the altar also shows that the energy of the inscription cannot be supported for long.

When Ding Hao carefully observed these altars, there was a faint, familiar and unfamiliar aura mixed with all the ancient aura, intentionally or unintentionally in contact with Ding Hao.

Ding Hao's heart moved, and from the countless breaths, he could distinguish the familiar breath.

It's -

Poseidon's breath!?

Ding Haojian's eyebrows frowned slightly.

This is indeed the breath of the sea god, and what surprised Ding Hao a little was that there were actually more than twenty different sea god breaths.

Although the breath is not the same, this breath full of the power of Haoran, this breath that seems to be able to urge the power of the entire ocean in a single thought, it will not be wrong, only the sea god is qualified to have.

What a noble existence is the god of the sea, there are actually more than 20 kinds of sea god breath left here, does that mean that there were more than 20 sea gods here?

What a big discovery.

Ding Hao's heart moved, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in the void, appearing on the 24 altars.

Ding Hao didn't go to each altar to check one by one, for him, looking down, it would be unobstructed. On the other hand, for such ancient altars and inscriptions, Ding Hao wanted to preserve them as they were, and he didn't want these altars to be damaged in any way.

Looking down, Ding Hao clearly saw that there were one or two items left on each altar with a different sea god's breath.

At a cursory glance, it is either a battle armor, or an ancient book, or a divine weapon, or an immortal weapon......

These must be relics left by successive sea gods. Undoubtedly, everything on this is an existence that can be called devastating.

Unfortunately, these treasures seem to have lost their energy, like fossils formed in an unknown age, and all that remains today are fragile bodies and thin breaths, as well as an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

The breath is the one that has stood the test of time the most, and Ding Hao is trying to identify it from the breath above.

"This ancient breath is ......"

Ding Hao's heart moved, and he couldn't help but be more curious about this ancient atmosphere.

"It's not ancient, it's not even an immortal ancient?"

Ding Hao pondered: The Immortal Ancient Period is known, the oldest era, this period is also the period of martial arts flourishing, there are many geniuses, there are many strong people who have reached the fairy realm, and even more are close to eternity, which can be said to be the peak of the entire continent of martial arts.

And before the Immortal Gu, what kind of world was it?

This is not recorded in many ancient books and classics, and can only be learned from sporadic information that before the Immortal Gu, it was probably a chaotic world, the heavens and the earth were first opened, hazy, and blurred.

And the breath that remained on the altar was clearly older than the Immortal Ancient Period.

How many secrets are there in this world!

That's when —

Ding Hao captured a fleeting force.

It's like a gas that has been tightly encased, and one accidentally leaks a little. This force is like a leaking gas, only a little bit, a flash in the pan.

But it was still captured by Ding Hao.

It's a ......

Dark Forces!

Ding Hao was so sensitive to the dark power that a thought flashed, and he immediately noticed one of the 24 altars.

This altar, compared to the others, is special because it does not have anything on it like other altars.

Nothing.

There is only a little bit of Poseidon power left.

At this time—

A thought flashed through Ding Hao's mind: Could those relics before the Immortal Gu be the incarnation of the sea god? And the reason why this altar has no relics means that there is a sea god who has left here!

So, what does all this have to do with the dark forces?

Where will the other gods on the altar be?

There are so many questions that it seems like the answer is right in front of you, but the deeper you go, the more doubts you have.

Moreover, Ding Hao observed carefully and found that on the twenty altars, there was actually a faint dark power lingering.

"Humph!"

Ding Hao snorted coldly.

Immediately—

In those star-like eyes, seven wonderful points of light as bright as jade and as large as grains of rice slowly flowed, arranged and operated in some extremely strange trajectory, slowly fixed, and emitted a brilliant light.

The pupil of the Seven Clever Creations!

I saw Ding Hao staring at this empty altar, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the light became more brilliant.

Ding Hao urged the power of the [Seven Clever Creation Pupils] to trace the origin.

[The Pupil of Seven Clever Creation] can be said to be the supreme of pupil power, and it is only a basic ability to penetrate all falsehoods, Ding Hao has completely fused and refined it, and he can naturally display the mystery of the Pupil of Creation at will, and tracing back to the source is another great ability of [Pupil of Seven Clever Creation].

Under the power of the pupil, everything that happened in the past is vividly remembered.

However......

Even the [Seven Clever Creation Pupil], facing this altar that hides the power of darkness, this age can be traced back to the existence of the Immortal Gu, and he can't see a trace of mirror image.

This did not surprise Ding Hao, Ding Hao added Xuan Qi, ran his pupil power, and patiently examined it.

Suddenly, there was a blurry scene in front of me, as if I had been sensed by some kind of induction, and the picture flickered and flickered, and although I still couldn't see anything, I could faintly hear a little sound.

It's the sound of conversation!

Ding Hao stared, and two unclear sentences of dialogue came from the blurred scene:

"The cycle of life and death is endless, and we call them dead. ”

"There is a price to be paid for your betrayal. ”

After that, no more information was received.

Ding Hao recalled carefully, although the voice just now was very unclear, but the words were full of majesty, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Ding Hao seemed to have some kind of idea, and immediately withdrew from this space and returned to the inner world of the Sea God Temple.

The sea god Meng Meng and the mermaid princess were still immersed in the carving on the giant pillar, and they were completely unaware of the fact that their divine consciousness had just split into two and gone to another dimension.

Coming out of that mysterious space, Ding Hao also had an inspiration for the population problem facing this continent, and now, he wants to meet two people first.

"Let's get out of here. ”

Ding Hao's words seemed to have some kind of power, waking Mengmeng and the mermaid princess from the realm of selflessness gently, and the little dolphin Mengmeng yawned contentedly, as if waking up from a sweet dream.

"Presumably Supreme Ding has also gained something, right?" the mermaid princess asked, with the same satisfied expression.

"Hmm. ”

Ding Hao responded simply, and the three of them walked out of the inner world of the Sea God Temple.

After coming out, Ding Hao left the Sea God Temple directly, although Meng Meng was very reluctant, it knew that Ding Hao was going to do something big.

The two people Ding Hao was going to find were Mingyue Immortal and Xuantian Sect.

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