Perfect World

A dragon horn? It was stained with blood and crystal clear. As soon as it approached, there was a threatening aura that wanted to kill the human soul!

Shi Hao's eyes were hot. If this was a dragon horn, how incredibly valuable would it be if he put it away?

However, he had no way to get close. Although the horn was broken off, it still had life energy. The runes circulated on their own and could kill anyone who touched it.

Looking at the treasure, Shi Haoqian looked at it, but he couldn't do anything about it. This thing was too powerful.

According to his speculation, if this horn is left by a pure-blooded true dragon, once it is refined into a noble phantom, it will definitely become one of the most powerful weapons in the upper world. It cannot be speculated.

After lingering for a long time, he could only leave.

"I'm not willing to give in." Although he was in a dangerous place and could face danger at any time, Shi Hao was still eager, looking back at the horn three times a step.

Suddenly, he saw something again, which was a scale. There was only a trace of blood on this thing, and the runes fluctuated violently.

It is golden in color and more than a foot long. The lines on it are very strange, forming a simple symbol, much like the word "ni".

Does it have something to do with that dragon horn? Shi Hao stared, unable to walk again. Likewise, there was no way to get close to this scale.

However, to his surprise, the fire in his body rushed out, fell on the scales, burned there, drew out a trace of golden light, and swallowed it.

What is it doing? Shi Hao was suspicious.

Soon after, the mysterious flame flew up and returned to his body, and the violent rune fluctuations on the scales disappeared and became primitive.

It is yellow and clear, and the bright golden light is restrained. It has a deeper charm and less gorgeousness, as if it has been baptized by the years.

The murderous aura disappeared? Shi Hao was surprised, this feeling couldn't be wrong.

He used his consciousness and approached cautiously, and found that he was not injured. Then bone inscriptions appeared on his body, and he used treasure skills to grab it, but there were no bad consequences.

He quickly picked it up and found that just one scale weighed one hundred thousand kilograms, which was a bit outrageous. It was heavier than expected.

when!

With a flick of the hand, it produced the sound of gold and stone, which was clear and vibrating. It was an inch thick and a foot long. It should have enough materials to make it into a treasure phantom.

Perhaps, this is a natural treasure.

"If you can go back alive, ask the dragon girl, are these dragon scales?" he said to himself.

Along the way, he saw many strange things, some of which were terrifying, and some of which were of astonishing value, but there was no way to approach or take them away.

"altar?"

Suddenly, Shi Hao suddenly discovered that after walking thousands of miles, he was approaching the cabin of this ancient ship. There was an altar outside the cabin, which was completely black and engraved with many ancient patterns.

Those lines were very complicated and full of sword marks and holes. It was obvious that a battle had taken place, which triggered the fire in his body to activate again, and they were all reflected.

Shi Hao climbed along the huge stone steps and climbed to the black altar, which was many times taller than the mountain.

On the top of the black altar, there is a sunken pool. Inside, there is a five-color liquid, like jade pulp, crystal clear and emitting bright rays of light.

"This is also...blood?" Shi Hao hesitated. After carefully identifying it, he confirmed that it was this kind of thing. Is this a sacrifice?

This kind of blood must be very strange. Just by looking at it, it has an unpredictable power. Shi Hao feels that it is more powerful than the dark red blood, and it also carries the same murderous intent!

"The things here are very sharp and filled with murderous intent, as if they were brought back from the battlefield. Is it an illusion?"

He didn't dare to open his third eye, fearing that the intertwining of runes would arouse the murderous intent of the five colors of blood. He just watched calmly, but even so he felt something strange.

There was a rumble from the altar, and an astonishing scene appeared in the five-color liquid, with faint sounds.

He stared carefully and concentrated. It was not an illusion, it was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Kill..."

Suddenly, he heard the cry of killing Zhentian, and the five-color blood rippled like a vast ocean, and the blurry picture gradually appeared in it.

It was... an ancient giant city, and a vast battlefield, shouting to kill Zhentian. The strong people there could catch the stars and catch the moon, and they were all ridiculously strong.

The city was extremely solid and stretched across the border. It was incredibly large and looked like a world.

boom!

On that battlefield, the highest power of Shinto fluctuated, and runes shot up, causing many stars to fall in the sky.

That kind of battle is too fierce to imagine!

Then, he saw several people, supporting each other, walking toward the ancient giant city in the wasteland over there under the setting sun. Their injured bodies were shaking and they might collapse at any time.

Under the setting sun, their bodies looked extraordinarily tall, and they did not appear to be in decline due to their injuries. They all had an unparalleled aura.

The seven people, like seven invincible kings, just protected and supported each other, stepping on the endless corpses, back to the giant city to guard it.

Soon after, endless terrifying creatures came to kill them, and there was the aura of the Supreme God, as if they were immortal, and there seemed to be the light of immortality, which was extremely terrifying.

"ah……"

The seven men were covered in blood and were extremely tall. They stood on the top of the city, roaring to the sky, and rushed out again to kill the endless enemies.

In the city, there were many ragged and unkempt people, including skinny old men, thin young men, and girls with torn and patched animal skin clothes, all of whom had climbed to the top of the city to participate in the battle.

At this time, Shi Hao's heart was shaken because he saw the holy light rising into the sky on those people's foreheads. Together, they shattered the clouds and pierced the sky. The pattern resembled the word "sin".

At this moment, his blood was resonating and surging, and such a word appeared on his forehead, which was more brilliant than before, with runes intertwined and holy light rising to the sky!

There was a sense of sadness in Shi Hao's heart. This was not the word sin, but glory. He still remembered the sound he heard when the blood of sin boiled for the first time, his forehead bones glowed, and the clouds collapsed.

"We are not sinners...the blood flowing in our bodies is not dirty. It is glory, recording past achievements and glory."

"We... are not sinners. Our ancestors... are still fighting there, sealing off the world and cutting off their own retreat. They are still fighting bloody battles and guarding the borderlands."

Thinking back on these things, still in his ears, Shi Hao was greatly moved!

"Bianhuang, is that Bianhuang? Where is it? One day, I will kill it!" Shi Hao clenched his fists.

Five colors of blood glowed, and the scene inside gradually blurred. Vaguely, he saw a picture, one of the seven kings fell, and the stars in the sky all dimmed.

"We are fighting to seal the world, but we can't hold on any longer. Where are the latecomers? The covenant..."

Those were the voices of the six kings who were still alive. Their tall figures, stained with blood and scarred, supported each other, looking particularly desolate in the sunset.

Shi Hao's nose felt sore and his eyes were a little blurry. Seeing a king fall, he also felt great grief in his heart, wishing he could help.

"Where are you, where is Bianhuang?" His voice trembled.

"The covenant... is it an ancient covenant?" He thought of the covenant he heard in the Celestial Tribe. He didn't know what it was, but it contained the word "covenant".

"Buzz!"

With the last trembling, the waves of the altar subsided, and Shi Hao also saw the last picture of the lake. A black ancient ship crossed the border, covered with blood, and submerged into the great crack in the void.

"This ship?!"

Shi Hao was shocked and felt heavy.

Is it the source of strangeness and ominousness? This ancient ship has an amazing origin. Is it good or bad to appear like this?

When there was no more movement, he walked down from the altar, bowed silently, and then walked towards the cabin. The cabin was so big that when he came closer, he was like an ant walking into a grand palace.

It's just that it's dark here, with thick fog, and gray mist diffuses from inside, with a strange and ominous look.

"Since we can't leave, let's find out."

Shi Hao was completely ready to risk his life. According to legend, everyone who came to the ship was dead and could not leave alive. He had the worst prediction in his mind, so he was not afraid of anything.

Of course, the only hope is the fire in the body.

There was too much gloom here. When he walked in, he was startled. It was different from what he imagined. This was no cabin. It was clearly a world, a land of mountains and rivers.

A broken mountain is so majestic that even if it is broken, it still towers into the clouds.

At the foot of the mountain, corpses were everywhere. There were ancient costumes and ancient battle clothes. The clothes of those people were extremely ancient, mysterious and terrifying.

At the foot of Broken Mountain, there is a stone cauldron, which is extremely huge. There is a faint glow coming out of it. This is the only auspicious glow seen in the dim death land.

As Shi Hao approached, he rubbed his eyes and could hardly believe that there was a huge jade table next to the stone tripod. What was that?

On top, dripping with blood and faint light, were heads one after another.

In addition, there were tablets one after another with ancient words engraved on them that even he didn't recognize.

After a little exploration of his spiritual thoughts, the sound of the Tao rumbled, and then he understood the meaning of those characters. They were too ancient, and those characters were different from those of the current world.

"Lord Dachi, Lord Qingwei, Lord Yuyu..."

Shi Hao took a breath of air. He came somewhere and saw such a strange and terrifying scene, which made his scalp tingle.

Who are Dachi God, Qingwei God, etc.? That's a fairy!

Even now, there are still Da Chi Tian Huo, Yu Yu Tian Huo, etc. circulating in the world, which are the "immortal seeds" they left behind. Now he actually came here and saw the tablets of these people.

Of course, this is not the scariest thing. What really makes Shi Hao's hair stand on end is that the heads in front of the tablets are stained with crystal blood and are still immortal.

"Could it be that these heads belong to Lord Dachi, Lord Qingwei, Lord Yuyu and others?"

Shi Hao's hair stood on end, it felt so incredible.

brush!

With a faint flash of light, the tablets and heads on the long jade table disappeared, and the stone cauldron flashed faintly.

Shi Hao's heart was shaken. Is this an illusion or is something reflected in the stone tripod?

He stared at the cauldron. Although it was covered with a lid and had a supreme seal, there was still glowing light coming out.

In addition, this cauldron is full of cracks, has cracked, and will break at any time!

Ever since he came to the ancient ship, everything he saw was incredible, especially here, it was even more terrifying. Shi Hao stared at the stone tripod and felt a biting chill. It was not the low temperature here, but the coldness in his heart.

How could this be? It’s unimaginable to see these things in this place!