Ye Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing feeling, and looked deeply at the portrait of the person in front of him.

There, there is a figure in the portrait, it is a stunning woman, her eyebrows are lightly raised, and she scans the red world with a condescending look, and the breath on her body is immortal and unearthly, and it seems that she is not stained with mortal dust and fireworks.

"Ice God!" Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, when he first got the Ice God Mirror, he had seen this stunning face, it was actually the Ice God among the nine gods.

Looking back, Ye Chen looked at the portrait next to him again.

It was a burly man, with long blood-red hair, burning like flames, holding a heavy blade tightly in both hands, and how domineering his momentum was, looking down on the world and despising all things in this world.

"This man is the god of fire. Ye Chen secretly said in his heart, when he returned to the ancient battle, he witnessed the heroic appearance of the nine gods, and the burly man in front of him was the god of fire.

As for the other portraits of the characters, Ye Chen is no stranger, all of them are portraits of gods, even the sinister and cunning dark gods are all in the list, exuding a cold and ruthless aura.

"The Nine Great Gods are the strongest in the True Spirit World, above the other Shinto powerhouses, so they have specially divided into a wall to show their transcendent status. Ye Chen muttered in his heart, secretly guessing.

Imprinting the portraits of each character into his eyes, Ye Chen could feel that the charm in each picture was completely different, either cold and cold, or violent and hot, completely depicting the momentum of each god vividly.

Even, when Ye Chen closed his eyes, he could clearly feel the kind of coercion that belonged to the gods, enveloping his body, the pressure was heavy, and at the same time, he had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, as if he had a deeper understanding of the power of heaven and earth.

"Above the mystery, there is the law, as the supreme god, these nine people have all stepped into the realm of the law, on the level of heaven and earth, even the slightest is enough for me to benefit immensely, not to mention, the immortal dharma body I have is to contain all things, so as to strengthen my own body. ”

Ye Chen was suddenly overjoyed, every picture here was of great help to him, he could accommodate and penetrate and constantly improve his cultivation realm.

After browsing through all eight pictures, Ye Chen was surprised to find that in the corner of the wall, there was actually a portrait of a person.

"In addition to the Wood God, the other eight gods have their own portraits, could it be that this portrait is a self-portrait of the Wood God?" Ye Chen couldn't help but joke, however, when he saw this portrait clearly, the whole person was stunned.

The person depicted in that picture was not a wood god.

It's a mediocre-looking man, ordinary, as if he was an ordinary mortal, without any brilliance.

But if you look closely, you will find that this man's eyes are deep and wise, like an endless starry sky.

"Qin Shitian!" Ye Chen's eyes froze, the person depicted in the ninth picture was actually the third-generation monarch of the Holy Clan!

Suck -

Ye Chen gasped, and the surprise in his heart was beyond measure.

At the beginning of the ancient war, Ye Chen saw with his own eyes that the nine great divine clans joined forces with each other to besiege the holy mountain, vowing to completely exterminate the holy clan.

At that time, the wood god was also impressively listed, he faced Qin Shitian, and almost ruthlessly attacked, every move was earth-shattering, to shatter time and space.

However, at this time, in the Wood God Palace, in the painting room of the Wood God, there was a portrait of Qin Shitian!

Different from the portrait of the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion, the portrait in front of Ye Chen's eyes was ordinary, ordinary, and even had a hint of gentleness, and there was no sense of domineering as a saint monarch at all.

"People who paint usually integrate their thoughts into the picture, and the wood god painted a portrait of Qin Shitian, but there is no sense of hatred, it seems that the relationship between the two is very close. Ye Chen said in a low voice, looking at Qin Shitian's portrait, he suddenly felt like he was sudden.

It is no wonder that when facing these pictures, the twelve ancient totems in the Yuan Sea would be so strange, most of them felt the portrait of Qin Shitian, and thus resonated.

"It seems that the battle of the ancients is not as simple as imagined, this dusty history, except for the nine gods, no one knows, what is even more strange is that since that battle, the nine gods, either disappeared or fell, and there has been no news since then, most of the secrets here are unspeakable. ”

Ye Chen sighed slightly, the more he came into contact with the Nine Great Divine Clans, the more he had a feeling, as if there was a bottomless black curtain shrouded above his head.

Under the cover of the shady curtain, no one, including him, can know the true history of the year, and only through such a little speculation can the truth be slowly restored.

However, Ye Chen didn't think too much, let alone feel helpless because of this, this history has passed, even if he knows the truth, he will not change in the slightest, and follow the trend.

"It's a pity that all the portraits here have been sealed with mysteries, and it would be difficult to take one or two away, otherwise I could break through the shackles of cultivation by observing these portraits. Ye Chen said with some regret.

Airplanes!

Just as Ye Chen was about to leave the studio, an invisible force appeared in the main hall, and the aura became stronger and stronger, turning into a terrifying whirlpool, shrouding towards Ye Chen, as if to devour him.

"What's going on?" Ye Chen's eyes froze, and he suddenly felt that an extremely cold aura oozed from the whirlpool in front of him, as if it could destroy everything, making him feel a palpitation.

Ye Chen stood in place, his body stiffened slightly, and he felt powerless like chasing an ice cellar.

He felt like a humble ant, bound to be strangled to death by the whirlpool, and there was no way to dodge but quietly wait for death to come.

"Wake up!" At this moment, the voice of the god came instantly.

A clear spiritual aura flowed through his body, making Ye Chen suddenly come back to his senses, a sharp essence bloomed in his eyes, and he stepped out, running directly towards the whirlpool.

"Swallow!" Ye Chen opened his mouth to let out an angry roar, his voice was like thunder, easily shaking the whirlpool away, revealing a vague figure, holding a sharp blade, about to pierce Ye Chen's heart.

Poof!

Ye Chen's fist blade penetrated the body of the figure, unexpectedly, no blood gushed out, the figure trembled violently a few times, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Phantom?" Ye Chen couldn't help but wonder, just now, the moment this figure sneak attacked, it was accompanied by the appearance of the illusion, if it wasn't for the gods to remind him in time, I'm afraid Ye Chen would capsize in the gutter.

"The wood god is proficient in the three thousand left paths, and the Yuan Array is one, so naturally it is not a problem, it seems that this wood god palace is not as calm as imagined, but contains murderous intentions. Ye Chen secretly warned himself that after he entered the Wood God Palace, he was attracted by the portrait in front of him, and he didn't have the slightest sense of defense.

Even he is like this, maybe somewhere in the Wood God Palace, someone has already been attacked to death, this is also possible.

"Huh?" At this time, Ye Chen felt that a breath appeared behind him again, his eyes slowly sank, his body did not move, and the heavy punch hidden in his sleeve robe exploded in an instant.

"Ahh

When he saw who it was, the look of surprise in his eyes was even greater, and his figure stopped, and he hurriedly retracted his fist.