In front of him, Cheng Hao knew in his heart that it should be Lin Xi who went back in time with his time-based supernatural powers and restored the scene at that time.

Now he may have some attainments in space, but for time, he hasn't even scratched the surface, and for the law of time, maybe only by reaching the strength of the third-order emperor can he be qualified to touch it.

The valley is full of all kinds of mysterious emperor formations, full of killing machines, if you don't understand the formation and enter rashly, even if it is a quasi-emperor of the seventh layer of Sendai, there is no life or death.

Cheng Hao didn't dare to be careless, and directly turned on the supernatural power of his left eye, and found a way out of the emperor's formation, leading the dragon horse and He Shou Wu, and slowly walked towards the depths of the Wanlong Mountain Range.

Cheng Hao walked very slowly, because as long as the road deviated a little, he would never be able to turn over, in his left eye, there was only one sheep intestine trail feasible, tortuous, very complicated, and the other paths were all dead ends!

Suddenly, his expression froze, and in a stone forest in the valley in front of him, he saw a person sitting on a piece of blue jade stone, with a solemn appearance and a fairy aura.

On its body, wisps of terrifying qi emanated from people, each wisp weighed more than 10,000 jun, like a demon mountain oppressing.

This pressure can be ignored directly by Cheng Hao, but Ryoma and He Shouwu are like great enemies, leaning closely next to Cheng Hao, for fear that the other party will suddenly attack him.

"Don't worry, this man is already dead!"

The person in front of him, judging from the qi emanating from his body, was a great sage of the sixth layer of Sendai before his death, but unfortunately, at this time, his soul had already been extinct, and he did not have any soul breath.

There is a magic lamp in the body of this great sage, which has never been extinguished and is full of vitality, it is it that swallows fairy light, making the corpse seem to still have life.

But Cheng Hao didn't mean to receive this magic lamp at all, although he was only a few feet away from the person, Cheng Hao didn't dare to take a step forward.

Only the tortuous path in Cheng Hao's left eye is a safe route here, and if you enter other areas by mistake, you will die if you take a single step, this great sage is the best lesson, and he was killed here.

A Great Sage Supreme Treasure is not worth Cheng Hao risking being killed by the Great Emperor's Formation Pattern to break into the treasure.

Shaking their heads, Cheng Hao and his party continued to walk forward slowly, along the way, they met a total of three dead great sages, one was worse than the other, the third person only had a bone and a drop of blood left, only the immortal qi of the great sage, which was still slowly spreading outward, indicating that there was once a great sage here who died.

As he went deeper into the valley, the piercing killing intent struck, the muscles of the dragon horse bulged, the muscles and veins swelled, and the old He Shou Wu looked even more depressed and let out a wail.

Cheng Hao had to prop up a layer of golden qi and blood shields on several people to block the piercing killing intent that came from the surrounding areas. Otherwise, it won't be long before Ryoma and He Shou Wu will explode and die.

Suddenly, Cheng Hao's eyes froze, because not far in front of him, in a pile of rubble, he saw a shattered corpse, hundreds of white bones and bright red and dazzling blood were all shining, and the great killing intent was emitted by those flesh and white bones!

"Quasi-Emperor bones!" Cheng Hao couldn't help blurting out.

"What, that's the Quasi-Emperor?" He Shou Wu and Ryoma both looked horrified, they couldn't believe it.

"Hey, this place is too terrifying, master, let's leave quickly, even the quasi-emperor is dying here, if one is not good, we will be wiped out!" Ryoma was scared, if Cheng Hao hadn't allowed it, he would have fled backwards a long time ago.

That's a quasi-emperor, the means lead to the sky, and can compete with heaven and earth, how many people can there be in ancient and modern times? It can be called the existence of shaking the past and the present, but how can it not make people feel frightened when they die tragically here?

Cheng Hao shook his head, and had no intention of leaving. He wasn't too concerned about the treasures here, but for that immortal land, he had to go over and take a look, and he had a hunch that there, there might be a message left by Lin Xi.

"Emperor, the tower in front of you, is it the legendary Divine Trace Purple Gold?"

Not long after everyone left, Lao He Shouwu pointed to a purple pagoda in front of him that emitted purple light, and asked in a trembling voice.

For Cheng Hao, this old He Shouwu didn't know what the strength of the other party was, but along the way, Cheng Hao casually broke a lot of divine arrays, and found the only vitality in this valley full of emperor formations, so He Shouwu subconsciously regarded Cheng Hao as an emperor-level existence.

Cheng Hao did not refute the title of Lao He Shouwu, although he is not the emperor now, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the emperor, and he still has this confidence.

Following the direction pointed by He Shouwu, Cheng Hao and Longma looked around, only to see a half-meter-high purple tower on the road ahead, quietly lying there, like the eternal blue sky sinking, vicissitudes and atmosphere, flowing inexplicably.

Ryoma knew the goods, and subconsciously wanted to rush forward and snatch the purple pagoda away, but he had just run forward a few steps before he stopped in a cold sweat.

This is a place full of killing machines, rushing forward, even the quasi-emperor has to die, the purple pagoda is in front of no one to pick up, maybe it is in the emperor's killing array.

"The embryo of a high-grade artifact, if it is tempered and engraved in the hands of the Great Emperor, maybe the power can exert the power of the low-grade heavenly artifact, but I didn't expect it to be left here. ”

This purple pagoda, half a meter high, was cast by Cheng Hao's unnamed divine material, but there was not even a pattern on it, and it seemed that the owner of this pagoda had just been tempered and formed, and then he died in an accident.

Sure enough, after everyone walked forward, they saw a pile of flesh and bones, this was another corpse of a quasi-emperor, and it was obvious that the purple pagoda before was his.

Casually peeling off a few drops of quasi-emperor blood on the purple pagoda, Cheng Hao waved his sleeve robe, and held this pagoda with great growth potential in the future in his hand.

After carefully observing the purple pagoda in his hand, Cheng Hao pointed into a sword, and his index and middle fingers suddenly stabbed out, instantly piercing into the body of the tower.

Snort!

The sound of glass shattering sounded, with Cheng Hao's fingers as the center, cracks spread from the purple pagoda.

However, when Cheng Hao withdrew his hand from the body of the tower, an invisible force spread out from the pagoda, which seemed to have the ability to self-remember and self-repair, and in a moment, the cracks and holes on the tower body were restored to their original state, exactly the same as at the beginning, flowing with a purple halo, exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life.

"Yes, the hardness is average, but it is grass-resistant, and there is no branding pattern, which can be integrated into my Haotian Tower as a divine material to improve the level of Haotian Tower. ”

As soon as his mind moved, Haotian Pagoda flew out silently, and then exuded a suction force, taking the purple pagoda in its entirety, Cheng Hao even divided a part of his divine thoughts into Haotian Pagoda, and continued to make one seal after another, and began to refine this purple pagoda.