Five hundred and fifty fragments are equal to five hundred and fifty ancient ruins.

If every piece of desolate ancient ruins is as big as a divine battlefield, how amazing is it to put them together?

The Bird Saint's eyes lit up and asked, "Then didn't you get a lot of treasures?"

"Ugh!"

Wutian was stunned and looked at the bird saint strangely.

The same is true of the white-haired old man, who looks like he is looking at an idiot.

Seeing the expressions of the two, the Bird Saint's pupils shrank, and he secretly cursed and was confused, how could he ask such an explicit question in front of the person concerned?

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, it hurriedly sneered, "That...... Senior, I just didn't mean to ask, don't take it seriously!"

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at Wutian Dao: "The old man has heard of your past deeds, and he also knows the insatiable character of the fierce beasts under you, but if you dare to fight our idea, even if you are the grandson of the father, the old man will still kill you." ”

"Juniors don't dare!"

Wutian hurriedly said, glared at the Bird Saint fiercely after speaking, and spoke regardless of the occasion.

This old man was already a little unkind and difficult to get along with, and he actually made such a scene, which is really brainless.

The bird saint also knew that he had made a big mistake, changed his previous arrogance, lowered his head, and kept compensating the white-haired old man.

"Forget it, as long as you don't mess around, the old man won't do anything to you, come to me!"

The white-haired old man glanced at the two of them, said a faint word, and walked forward.

Wutian hurried to follow.

The Bird Saint was lying on his shoulder, unprecedentedly honest.

Just kidding, the other party is the strongest person in Hengyu, dare to be dishonest?

Along the way, the white-haired old man didn't say a word, and Wutian didn't bother to bother himself, quietly scanning the altars around him.

He found that each altar was engraved with a number.

Start with 'one' and work your way up.

It wasn't until he saw 'Three Hundred and Twenty-One' that Wutian finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked, "Senior, do these numbers have any meaning?"

The white-haired old man said lightly: "There are too many ancient ruins, and it is a bit troublesome to choose a name, so I will directly replace it with a number." ”

"I see. ”

Wutian showed a sudden look.

Soon, he followed the white-haired old man to an altar at the back.

This altar is no different from other altars, but it is engraved with three ancient characters that greatly invigorate the spirit of Wutian.

- Ancient Battlefield!

As long as he opened this altar, he could enter the place where his grandfather was, and he couldn't help but be excited just thinking about it.

The Bird Saint said, "Wutian, look at the altars on both sides. ”

Steady and steady, looking at the sky, a strange light suddenly flashed out of his eyes.

He looked at them one by one.

On the left, there are three blood-colored altars suspended side by side, engraved with the Heavenly Realm, the Holy Realm, and the Divine Realm.

In other words, these three altars are the gateway to the heavenly realm, the holy realm, and the divine realm.

There are four altars on the right, namely: primeval, ancient, ancient, and yellow springs.

Huh, Yellow Springs?

When he looked at the altar engraved with the word Huangquan, Wutian couldn't help but be stunned.

Ancient, ancient, ancient, he knew it, but what is this Yellow Spring?

Suddenly.

He remembered what Ru Chen had said before.

When Ruchen told him that he had been to a place in the Yellow Spring Continent, could it be that this altar was linked to the Yellow Spring Continent in Ruchen's mouth?

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the altar of the ancient battlefield was full of blood, staining the space in blood red.

The white-haired old man said indifferently: "Go up!"

Wutian asked, "Senior, is that altar leading to the Yellow Spring Continent?"

"Yes. ”

The white-haired old man nodded.

Wutian asked, "What kind of place is there in the Yellow Spring Continent?"

The white-haired old man said: "The Huangquan Continent is the same as the Reincarnation Continent, it is just a newborn continent, there is nothing surprising about it, go up quickly!"

"A nascent continent?"

Wutian was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

In the eyes of these living fossils in the early stage of the ancient era, the reincarnation continent can indeed only be regarded as a newborn.

Because they have lived for tens of billions of years.

And primeval, ancient, and ancient, combined, are only 300 million years old.

The disparity in this cannot be described in a world of difference.

Shaking his head, Wutian took a step and landed on the altar.

The white-haired old man said: "When you enter the ancient battlefield, everything must be done by yourself, don't let yourself fall into a desperate situation because of some greed." ”

"Younger generations remember. ”

Heavenless arch hand.

Followed by.

He and the Bird Saint felt dizzy, as if they had been sucked into a black hole.

About a dozen breaths have passed.

Wutian felt like his feet were on the ground.

When the dizziness dissipated, he opened his eyes and saw a gray world.

In the sky, dark clouds obscure the sun, and only a small amount of sunlight can shine through the clouds, so that it will not be dark.

The earth, shattered and broken, presented a tragic scene everywhere.

There was also a breath of blood in the air that could not be dissolved!

This is the ancient battlefield?

Wutian and the Bird Saint looked at each other, and the first feeling when they came here was Shura Hell!

"Hey, how about the altar?"

The Bird Saint wondered.

Looking at the feet of no ****, he couldn't help frowning.

His feet were on the ruined earth, and as for the altar, there was no shadow to be seen.

Wutian said: "It seems that the altar can only be teleported in one direction. ”

The Bird Saint asked, "Then how are we going to go back then?"

Wutian said: "This question, you don't have to think about it for the time being, and it's not too late to ask him after you find your grandfather." ”

Bird Saint said: "I also know this, but the problem now is that we don't know anything about the ancient battlefield, and there is no one nearby to pick us up, where are we going to find grandpa?"

Wutian frowned, this is indeed a headache.

The Bird Saint's pupils suddenly contracted, and he asked tremblingly, "Wutian, could it be that Grandpa didn't know that we were coming to the ancient battlefield, right?"

"Probably not!"

Wutian glanced around, and a deep uneasiness rose in his heart.

"Whew!"

After a little silence, he took a deep breath and said, "Whether grandpa knows it or not, we have to take action and see if we can find traces of humans nearby." ”

"Will there be anyone here?"

The Bird Saint asked cautiously.

A shattered land.

a lifeless scene.

Not even elemental energy and essence can be sensed.

Wutian also felt that it was impossible for anyone to live here, but he couldn't sit still, he had to look for it.

"It's okay, don't use your divine powers. ”

He gave a word to the Bird Sage, and then he rose to the sky and swept eastward.

Luckily, it's able to teleport.

Otherwise, the two of them would really face a situation where the heavens should not be and the earth is not spiritual.

Bird Saint said: "Wutian, although I don't want to hit your confidence, I still want to ask, do you know which direction Grandpa is?"

"If you don't know, you have to look for it, or you tell me, what should we do?" asked Wutian.

"That white-haired old bastard, it's really unreliable. The Bird Saint was indignant.

Wutian rolled his eyes, and simply sent the Bird Saint to the Star Realm, and his ears could be quiet and quiet.

Half an hour later, he was over a ruined mountain range.

En route.

Nothing happened, a dead silence.

"Is there really no one?"

Wutian wondered, looking down at the mountains below, his brows furrowed together.

However, on the ground directly below Wutian, there was a bottomless black abyss, and at the bottom of the black abyss sat a big man in black, scarred all over, his breath was constricted to the extreme, and he was looking up at Wutian suspiciously.

"Masked Man?"

"Why is this person's aura so unique?"

"And it's just the beginning of the Heavenly Venerable. ”

"Strange, how dare the Primordial Heavenly Venerable break into here?"

The big man in black muttered to himself.

High in the sky above.

Wutian hadn't noticed this person yet, and when he saw that he couldn't find anyone in the mountains, he prepared to look in another direction.

But suddenly.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes and sensed carefully.

"Someone!"

Suddenly!

He opened his eyes, and his eyes sparkled.

That's right, with his super perceptual ability, he sensed the aura of the black-clothed man hiding in the abyss below.

It's just that this person's breath, he can't understand it, and he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Because he knows very well that there is not only grandpa here, but also the minions of the creator god.

If this person happens to be the minion of the creator god, acting rashly and being identified by this person, it will be a big deal.

But it was not easy to find someone, and it must not be easy to let go.

Taking a few deep breaths, Wutian volleyed in the air and swooped down towards the abyss.

"Did he find out?"

Seeing this, the black-clothed man hurriedly got up and entered a state of alert, with a hint of murderous intent lurking in the depths of his eyes.

"Huh!"

Wutian entered the bottom of the abyss and stood in mid-air, looking at the man in black.

This person looked like he was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he didn't show any momentum in his body, but it gave him a strong sense of crisis, like a fierce beast with fangs!

Equally.

The man in black was also looking at Wutian.

Although Wutian's strength made him extremely disdainful, Wutian could easily find his whereabouts, but he had to deal with it carefully.

Seeing that Wutian didn't speak for a long time, the big man in black raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "May I ask what your Excellency is called?"

"Mo Feng. ”

Wutian casually fabricated a name and said with a smile: "What do you call Brother Tai?"

The big man in black smiled and said, "In Xia Su Hao, Brother Mo, where are you coming from and where are you going?"

"Where did Brother Su come from, and where are you going?" asked Wutian rhetorically.

"Hehe, my brother is really vigilant, but ......"

When Su Hao said this, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and the person disappeared with him.

Swish!

Wutian turned around suddenly.

Immediately, I saw Sun Hao with a monstrous murderous intent in his eyes, and he bombarded him!

Wutian cast Shura's nine steps, narrowly avoiding this blow, and wondered: "Brother Su, what do you mean by this?"

Sun Hao was quite surprised when he missed the blow, but without saying a word, a terrifying coercion erupted from his body, and he shrouded in the sky!

"Dacheng Tianzun!"

A cold light flashed in the depths of Wutian's eyes.