Blade and Sword God Sovereign

At this moment, Ding Hao was ready for a fierce battle.

He held the rust sword with one hand and prepared for the summoning of the sword. No one knows what kind of monsters will be encountered in the center of the city. Perhaps it will be this pseudo-god. The most terrible guardian of the city.

The next moment.

It is dark in front of your eyes.

The last transmission method disappeared and everyone was waiting.

However, the imaginary stone man's attack did not come.

The crowd came to a dimly lit space.

Ding Hao carefully observed that it was not another small space. The people were still in the city of the pseudo-god, and the buildings were still square and square, but these buildings were just a kilometer away, and the foot was a square-like one. In the flat, the feeling is as if it is a vacant land suddenly appearing in a pale yellow forest.

And the green tower-like spot that represents the triangle on the wordless stone, at this time also reveals the true capacity -

A magnificent golden altar of the same pyramid.

This golden altar, in the center of the central square, is different from the ancient Egyptian pyramid. It has four facets, each of which points in one direction. The southeast and northwest are divided into four sides. The corners are like a blade, and the surface is like a layer. The steps are generally made up of golden rocks with a diameter that is not too high or not just a foot.

Ding Hao roughly looked at it, this golden altar is at least a thousand meters high.

In other words, there are at least three hundred rock formations.

On the outskirts of the square, the building is square, hesitating, and the four corners of the prism rise to the sky. The surface is pale gold, the preservation is very complete, there is no slight defect, and there is no trace of weathering and sandification like the outer layer, even a trace There is no dust in the silk, as if it were new.

It is a pity that there is still no anger, and there is no sign of life.

It gives people the feeling that after the city was first built, the residents here, for some reason, abandoned the magnificent city for the first time.

There is a spacious street between the high-rise buildings.

It can be clearly seen that in the streets, like soldiers waiting to be reviewed, there is a respected stone man standing in a neat queue, but their dim pseudo-God texts indicate that they are not activated, still in During his sleep, he turned a blind eye to Ding Hao and others, and did not make any response.

This discovery made several people relieved.

Otherwise, these stone monks are the size of the Wuwang peak, and they are really activated. With that terrible amount, as long as a charge, even Ding Hao has a rust sword and a magic knife, it can't support for a long time.

"In this square, there seems to be a mysterious invisible force that isolates the outside world, so those who are stone-stained cannot perceive our existence..." Ji Yingyan thought thoughtfully.

Now Ding Hao and Ren Xiaoyao have completely believed in every word she said.

Because the previous experience proves that everything she said is correct.

"Do we want to board this altar?" Ren Xiaoyao looked at the towering golden tower in front of him, and his heart was a little sudden.

At the very center of the city of pseudo-god, the repressive power between heaven and earth has reached its peak.

The Xuanqiu cultivation of Ren Xiaoyao’s great masters is also unable to work in the mysterious seeds and the acupoints. He is now like ordinary people. If he relies solely on the power of **, he climbs a tall golden tower. Can't be tired of being a dead dog? Especially for a fat man like him, it is simply a torture.

"Since it is here, I have to climb up and see," Ding Hao did not want to quit halfway.

"I heard my knees mourn." The little fat man's face fell, but he did not dare to stay alone.

Deep down, there is an invisible voice telling him over and over again that he must stay with Ding Hao before he can live safely. This voice has guided him many times before. It turns out that he will get huge if he listens to it. Harvest, and vice versa.

The ground of the square is smooth, as if it were a mirror.

Walk on it and look down at your own shadow.

Evil moon and Meng Meng are so tired and self-respecting, watching their own shadows, can not help but smug.

Ding Hao occasionally looked down, this feeling is very strange, this mirror-like ground does not reflect the surrounding buildings and the golden tower, but only the shadow of his own pedestrians, there is a soul being projected Feeling, there is another kind of feeling that walking in the void and falling down with your hands, you can't help but be scared.

Fortunately, I soon arrived at the Golden Giant Tower.

The distance is getting closer and I feel that this golden tower is magnificent.

A few people stood in front of them, just like the ants standing in front of the towering trees.

Ren Xiaoyao stepped back a few steps to run, leaped and leaped, and came to the first level of giant steps.

“Hey?” he exclaimed, as if he had found something.

Ding Hao hugged Ji Yingyu to vacate, and a flash also came to the first floor of a high step.

The above findings also made him a little surprised.

The surface of the original steps is not smooth, but it is covered with a series of thirty or forty gorgeous towers. The shapes are different, exquisite and exquisite, just like the masterpieces from the world's most outstanding carving masters. Exquisitely beautiful.

These small towers are not the same shape as the golden towers. They have different shapes, characters, animal images, and many strange shapes. They are amazing, but one thing is the same - at the top of them, There is a group of golden dragonflies that resemble a wicking flame, flickering slightly.

This golden dragonfly is like a candle in the wind, as if it is going to be extinguished at any time, but it has always existed tenaciously.

Such small towers are spread over the first step, separated by a distance of about fifty centimeters.

"It turned out that the light of the golden ray of light on these small towers made it seem that this golden giant tower is like gold." In front of the tower, I couldn't help but reach out and touched the golden light.

The next moment, incredible things happened.

In the moment of Ren Xiaoyao’s finger, when he touched the golden light, the originally faint golden scorpion was immediately like the meteor of the purest spirits, and the time was burning wildly.

The golden cockroach, which was originally weak to the extreme, slammed into a moment, and suddenly expanded rapidly, wrapping the whole chubby man in it.

The small tower of the glamorous fairy image immediately became vivid, as if it were alive.

"Ah, damn, this is how it happened... I am hurting me... ah ah." Ren Xiaoyao struggled wildly, screaming as if he was late, and he was crying.

Ding Hao first wrapped his arm in the air and wanted to pull him out of the golden cymbals, but it was blocked by a terrible force, and the palm of his hand could not separate the golden light.

"Damn." Ding Hao holding the rust sword, is about to spur the power of the supreme, to cut the golden light.

Just then, Ji Yingjun grabbed him.

"Ding Big Brother, don't worry, don't be afraid of big brother," Ji Yingying observed very carefully, a pair of beautiful big eyes sparkling with bright brilliance, said: "This golden glory seems to be transforming something..."

Ding Hao heard the words and observed them carefully.

Sure enough, the golden light that burst out from the small tower of the glamorous fairy image is not smelting the little fat man. Although it is wrapped in it, the vitality of the body is not lost, but it is little by little. Increasingly, what is even more bizarre is that even the mysterious power that was suppressed in his body was released little by little...

this is……

In Ding Hao’s mind, a flash of light flashed and suddenly thought of something.

“Is this the so-called altar fire?”

Among the rumors, there is a sacred altar in the mysterious ruins. Once the sacred fire is ignited, you can get the mysterious power. You can also enter and exit [Hundred Battlefield] at random. You can almost use the [Hundred Battlefield] as your own back garden. Take all kinds of magical medicines, but Ding Hao did not get more information about the belief.

It seems that this pseudo-god city is simply a mysterious site in the rumor.

And now this huge golden pyramid-like building is afraid of the legendary altar of fire.

The so-called sacred fire is the golden light above the small tower?

Some of the details that were neglected before were gradually pieced together in Ding Hao’s mind.

But why is this **** tower so much?

This layer alone is full of nearly a hundred small towers, that is to say, there are more than one hundred fires. According to this degree, there are at least 10,000 more towers on the entire golden tower.

That is to say, if there is one person per person, and all these small towers are ignited, there will be more than 10,000 people, and from then on, they will be able to get in and out of the [Hundred Battlefield].

This is more than the sum of all the Terran and Demon geniuses who entered the [Hundred Battlefield].

"Ah, ah, brother Ding, pull me out, it hurts me... ah ah, help!" The little fat man was wrapped in the golden light, and the volley was screaming and screaming like a pig. When the Xuanqi repair in his body has been restored, he is no longer suppressed by the power of the heavens and the earth, but he still can't get rid of the shackles of the golden light.

"No, it seems that there are still some conditions that have not been reached. Look at it, the little tower in the shape of a fairy seems to be dimmed..." Ji Yingyan frowned.

Ding Hao looked down, the small tower of the image of the beautiful fairy who released the golden light, really fainted little by little, as if to fall into a sleep, this should not be a sign of the success of the fire.

Ding Hao’s heart suddenly became a spirit.

If the igniting of the fire is failed, the end is a death without suspense.

What is missing?