"Boom!"

Ancient gold surged, Luo Hao's eyes were full of ancient and noble gold, as if he wanted to see through the entire mountain wall, but soon he found that he was too naïve.

The dense sword marks that crisscrossed the mountain wall were not the slightest lethal, but they were like a chaotic mist, making his eyes impenetrable at all.

Luo Hao was amazed that these sword marks were ancient and mottled, I don't know the years, some have been eroded with the loss of time and the mountain wall, and some are still very clear, as if they are about to perish with the things covered by the sword marks.

"Made, I don't believe that a mountain wall is like blocking my Luo Hao's footsteps!" Looking at the mountain wall, Luo Hao snorted coldly, and the dragon power of his body began to boil, and a reckless dragon roar sounded in the ancient and noble pure gold, and the golden fist was as bright as the divine yang, and there seemed to be ten thousand dragons roaring in the divine yang.

One force will drop ten!

That's right, one force will drop ten times, Luo Hao wants to break this mountain wall with absolute strength, the majestic and vast dragon power is condensed, I saw him roar and punch out, like a round of golden divine sun falling fiercely to chisel through the mountain wall.

"Bang!"

A roar sounded, the dragon's power flashed, and the golden fist slammed into the mountain wall full of sword marks, but the strange thing was that under the impact of such a huge force, the mountain wall did not show the slightest sign of collapsing, but instead appeared on the mountain wall a layer of ripples like rippling water.

"This is?" Suddenly, Luo Hao's expression shook, and sure enough, there was a cave behind this mountain wall, and this mountain wall was a portal to the cave sky.

As the ripples floated, he felt as if something was beckoning behind the mountain wall, causing the dragon power in his body to unconsciously boil and surge.

"Life and death are downplayed, and you can't be cowardly!"

With a solemn expression, he glanced at the rippling mountain wall like ripples at this moment, and then saw Luo Hao gritting his teeth fiercely and stepping into the mountain wall.

Luo Hao's figure disappeared into this small space, and in an instant, the mountain wall that floated like water waves changed back to its original appearance again. It's just that the mottled sword marks on the mountain wall have disappeared, and the entire mountain wall has become extremely smooth, except for a ridiculous immortal character in the corner.

"Hmm!"

After stepping into the mountain wall, Luo Hao's eyes were first filled with a dazzling light, so that he couldn't open his eyes at all, and after just a few breaths, his eyes gradually adapted, and when he opened his eyes, his heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something.

The recklessness is endless, the red land is thousands of miles, there is not a single inch of grass left, and the strong reckless atmosphere rises. As far as the eye can see, it is barren and you can't see where the horizon is. The spiritual power in the entire area was extremely violent, and it was difficult to refine at all, if it weren't for his cultivation, it would be difficult for the dragon power to move here, and there was a ribbon of white mist floating in the area as far as his eyes could see.

What frightened Luo Hao the most was that the huge land did not have the slightest fluctuation of life, silent as if it was a forbidden place for eternity.

With his fists clenched, Luo Hao stepped forward with a solemn expression, and the call in his heart became stronger and stronger as he took a step. Yes, that call seems to come from the heart of the land.

After sensing the direction of the call, Luo Hao began to walk towards the source of the call, and his back gradually faded away on the endless land, looking like a small ink dot from a distance.

"This is a metal, bronze sword!" As he passed under a low peak, he touched a hard object under his feet, and when he looked down, Luo Hao found that it was a bronze sword that was rusted and almost broken.

Although it was so broken that it was unrecognizable, Luo Hao was surprised to find that this decayed bronze sword was still sharper than many spirit treasures, and it was conceivable that this bronze sword was definitely a powerful weapon when it was intact.

"How can there be weapons here? Could it be that there are footprints of creatures here!" Throwing away the bronze sword in his hand that had been broken and had no divinity, Luo Hao's eyebrows flashed with a hint of joy, and he immediately strode up to the top of the low peak.

"Lying grass, fake!"

On the low peak, Luo Hao looked like a ghost, with round eyes, heavy breathing, and a slightly trembling body, all indicating that he was not calm at the moment.

He looked at the scene under the low peak with a look of disbelief, and under the low peak was an ancient battlefield shrouded in chaotic mist, reckless and endless.

"Kill, kill!"

"I'll splatter my blood on Xuanhuang!"

"No regrets in a hundred battles, never retreat!"

In the chaotic mist of that ancient battlefield, the infinite battle intent roared and roared, rushing straight into the nine skies, and the eternal battle intent seemed to be about to shoot down the nine heavens.

Luo Hao's arrival seemed to have awakened these silent battle intentions again, and even the sound of roaring in his ears that he didn't know the age and the years could be heard.

Time passes, but the fighting spirit is not extinguished!

The era is changing, and the war spirit is immortal!

With that killing roar, Luo Hao's throat immediately became sweet, and the blood in his body churned violently as if it was about to burn and burst out.

"Fight!"

At this moment, the imprint of the word war at the center of the eyebrows of the prototype of the spirit infant in the dantian suddenly shook, and a battle sound shook the entire ancient battlefield. In Luo Hao's shocked gaze, the boundless battle intent that was churning and surging towards him disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea, and all converged on the center of the spirit infant in his dantian.

Feeling that the battle intent in the chaotic mist seemed to be unable to harm him anymore, Luo Hao's heart moved inexplicably, and the call seemed to come from the chaotic mist in front of him.

With the help of the two artifacts, the Battle Word Mark and the Ancient Mirror, there should be nothing in this chaotic mist that can hurt me. Thinking of the Gu Jing at the level of the big guy in the dantian, Luo Hao suddenly had confidence, although the number of Gu Jing's shots was pitiful, but every time he faced a life and death crisis, he would shoot.

galloped all the way from the low peak to the battlefield shrouded in chaotic fog under the low peak, although the fog was very heavy, Luo Hao could still see that the battlefield was full of broken flagpoles, as for the flag, it had already turned into ashes under the years, and there were broken or broken weapons everywhere.

"The battle halberd made of Heavenly Star Divine Iron!" Luo Hao picked up a war halberd broken into two sections under his feet, and found that this broken war halberd was the Heavenly Star Divine Iron, which was already extremely rare in the Heavenly Ancient Continent.

Legend has it that the Heavenly Star Divine Iron is a strange metal produced by the falling stars on the Heavenly Dome, which is extremely hard, and the weapons made and refined are at least at the Tianbao level, so the battle halberd was actually broken into two sections, and Luo Hao saw a clear slash mark from the fracture, what kind of battle even the Heavenly Star Divine Iron was cut off.

Tianxing Divine Iron naturally cherished it incomparably, but it was a pity that the divinity in Luo Hao's hand had been lost like a piece of mortal iron, put down the halberd in his hand and picked up an artifact in front of him again, and the next moment his breathing suddenly became heavy, it was an ancient lamp that had been rusted and had long been extinguished.

"God-Emperor-Heaven-Gold!" The corners of his mouth trembled a little, Luo Hao could barely control himself, the lamp base of this ancient lamp would be completely cast by the God Emperor Tianjin, even if the God Emperor Tianjin was in constant blood, the ancient times where all the heroes competed for hegemony were all divine objects that all ethnic groups were vying for.

"Purple Yin True Iron!"

"Tianluo Silver Essence!"

"Away from the Vulcan Stone!"

......

"Mom, tell me it's not true!"

As Luo Hao continued to go deeper into the ancient battlefield, he was gradually about to become numb, what kind of battlefield was this where so many divine metals that were regarded as treasures appeared, although these divine metals had lost their divinity.

"A chariot forged from the dark iron of the Dark Demons!"

Suddenly, Ling Tian's evil qi rushed up, and when Fengyun whimpered, an ancient chariot like a black mountain broke into his eyes, which immediately made Luo Hao's pupils shrink fiercely.

In a trance, he seemed to see an ancient being holding a spear, driving a chariot made of dark magic iron across the battlefield, invincible.

Around the chariot were scattered with broken weapons, many of which were cast from extremely precious metal, but the most shocking thing was that there was an eye-catching dark red blood stain on the wheel of the ancient chariot.

Looking at the dark red blood stains, Luo Hao suddenly made an astonishing move, and the whole figure flashed on the ancient chariot, looking from the ancient chariot, Luo Hao's expression became more and more solemn, and the horror and doubt in his eyes became more and more heavy.

After a long time, standing on this ancient chariot made of dark magic iron, Luo Hao withdrew his gaze and sighed sadly: "It turns out that this is an unknown and lost ancient battlefield, but why is it fighting, why is it so tragic?"