Patches of blood on the black ancient boat, Zhang Liang walked briskly, not paying too much attention.

It was all the blood of the former true immortals, and it should belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The dense runes were condensed in blood, and they still had terrifying lethal power, and even if the Supreme stepped into this ancient ship, it would be difficult to return.

It will be destroyed by all kinds of blood and other remnants in it, and it is worthy of the fact that this black ancient ship was called a ghost ship in the Troubled Ancient Era, and few people who actually set foot on the ship will survive.

"Click!"

The deck was full of potholes, there were traces of knives, guns, arrows and axes, and there was a murderous aura on it, Zhang Liang inadvertently stepped on a plywood, and a wisp of fairy qi burst out from it, which was about to wipe him out on the spot.

It's just that before it could erupt, a miniature black hole appeared in its foot and engulfed it.

King Peng just looked at Zhang Liang quietly from beginning to end, with sadness and sadness in his eyes.

But looking at Zhang Liang's cautious movements, there was excitement and anticipation in the depths of his eyes.

The Seven Kings of the Frontier Wilderness still have their mark on him and the Stone King who suppressed this ghost ancient ship.

The others either burned themselves in the Primordial Imperial City, and the imprint had long since dissipated, or they really disappeared from heaven and earth completely, leaving no trace.

"Dang!"

The interior space of the ghost ancient ship was incredible, and when Zhang Liang walked out for hundreds of miles, he saw a water tank as black as ink, and he flicked his fingers, and there was a sound like the exchange of gold and stone.

The pitch-black water tank was as tall as Mount Tai, with a rich eruption of golden light inside, accompanied by life fluctuations.

Zhang Liang looked small in front of him, and a wisp of divine thought poked out of his body slowly, and he easily found the items in this water tank—it was a large vat full of golden blood, and there were endless runes inside, which was the blood of a true immortal.

"The group of people who fought to the death in the nine heavens and ten earths back then!"

He sighed silently, and continued to walk forward, and saw another large vat, all filled with blood, red, silver, and black......

Every kind of blood can hurt the Supreme, and even after countless years, it still retains its terrifying killing power.

"A broken horn, a real dragon horn!"

When he walked thousands of miles and found a broken horn as huge as a hill, he was finally a little shocked.

The severed horn is still stained with blood, which is like a deer antler, and it looks like a real dragon horn in myths and legends.

"In other words, I haven't recognized all the ten murders of the ancients, and I have set up an immortal court, and I haven't even collected all the ten murders of the nine heavens and ten earths, which is a bit regrettable!"

To be precise, Zhang Liang has not been in contact with one of the Ten Fierce Spirits at present, and has only raised a royal butterfly that is not inferior to the Ten Fierce Ones, and now the Imperial Butterfly has gone out of the Supreme Realm for a long distance and is close to becoming an immortal.

It's not that the talent of the Emperor Butterfly is unparalleled, sweeping the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the main reason is that it has enough time to follow Zhang Liang for tens of thousands of years, and it often eats the supreme divine objects such as Kunmu's buds and immortal elixir.

There is also the Great Emperor of the Heaven Covering World and the stone people in the Immortal Realm competing with it, and it grows very fast.

There were all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but his footsteps didn't stop for half a step, and he saw all kinds of top-notch utensils along the way, but Zhang Liang didn't even take them.

"This should be the peak period of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths back then, the warships that were piloted by the Immortal Gu era, and the blood in the vat doesn't know if it was from the people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands or their opponents. ”

By the time he had gone deep enough, he had already walked tens of thousands of miles inside the ship, and an ancient altar came into his eyes.

The whole body of the altar is jet black and the hull is no different, and it is engraved with all kinds of ancient and complicated patterns, Zhang Liang can't argue, but he can feel the majestic power of the sea.

The altar is like an ancient ship, with incomparable vicissitudes of life, swords, guns and sword holes, showing what a terrible battle it experienced back then.

"Phew!"

The altar, which was higher than Mount Tai, Zhang Liang stepped up in one step, and there was a flash of golden light on the soles of his feet.

At the top of the black altar there was a sunken pool, and five colors of liquid flowed inside, like the legendary heavenly court's elixir and jade liquid, with a five-color glow flashing.

"Is it the blood of the Immortal King, the blood left behind by the opponents of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

In Zhang Liang's impression, no one in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands seemed to shed five-colored blood, and the only one who shed five-colored blood was the Immortal Emperor who was countless eras after the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"I don't know what happened to that phoenix? I punched it into the Immortal Realm, it should be in a state of serious injury, and I think it will be taken advantage of by the Emperor of the Beginningless to clean it up. ”

The other thoughts were just a moment, and when Zhang Liang stared at the five-colored liquid carefully, there was an amazing scene reflected from the five-colored liquid.

"Roar...... Kill!"

He heard the earth-shaking shouts of killing, the five-colored blood rose and fell like an ocean, and the past that had disappeared in the long river of time was imprinted by it and displayed in front of Zhang Liang.

An ancient city is located on the border, and there is a world-shaking power fluctuating.

The true immortals are roaring, and there are also immortal kings fighting.

It was the past of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Is the original Imperial City the same as the Primordial Imperial City that is now suspended in the void?"

Zhang Liang was already sure that all the battle scenes were captured by him, and he only saw that in the end, there were seven kings supporting each other and walking back to the imperial city.

Every king has scars on his body, countless blood on his body, and those who have enemies also have their own.

The immortal kings who once dominated the world actually had to rely on supporting each other to be able to walk back to the imperial city, and you can imagine how seriously they were hurt.

"Maybe this is their last battle!"

Zhang Liang was guessing in his heart, and finally knew why King Peng was reluctant to come up, he didn't want to suffer the pain again.

He didn't want to see the ending scene of the endless Seven Kings of the Frontier Wilderness back then.

"Kill ......"

The Seven Kings of the Frontier Wilderness actually hadn't had time to walk back to the Imperial City, and there were terrible opponents attacking in the rear, and there was no Tianyuan at that time, and with the number of exotic immortal kings, they could completely come to the wheel battle.

Finally, in a hurry, Zhang Liang saw that there was still a group of ragged and unkempt people in that imperial city.

Old men with scars all over their skins and bones, as well as emaciated teenagers, and even girls dressed in patches also went to war.

Everyone was fighting, and one of the Seven Kings of the Frontier Wilderness fell forever and never got up again.

"Did you carry it back then?"

Zhang Liang muttered to himself, and then looked outside the altar, where King Peng's face was cold, his golden hair was flying in the wind, and his whole body was full of immortal energy, looking extremely dusty.

is obviously handsome and unparalleled in the world, and he is in the golden years of his life, but those eyes are full of fatigue and vicissitudes, which are incomprehensible to others.