?The glory is in the past, and its decline is unpredictable. The stone pillars are left with mottled pits of time, and the pits are bumpy below, forming a natural stone cave. Several salamanders obviously regard it as their nests, playing and rolling comfortably in it, and it seems that they will not move the place for a while. "

Chen Hao sighed and dissolved the chain of consciousness bound to the salamander body and took it back. The latter, who had lost his restraint, made a sound of life and rushed to the depths of the pit in a few seconds. He only exposed his head from time to time and looked around, like a frightened bird.

He laughed silently and gave up his intention to be honest with a livestock. Chen Hao walked slowly and soon approached the stone pillar. He could no longer see the full picture. He could only see the continuous stone wall, like a crawling giant beast, which brought him a burst of mountain collapses and tsunamis.

This visual impact made him unable to help but take a small step back, just waiting to tease himself, but the new discovery once again shocked his eyes, and his chest was like a wave that was rolling back, and he could not calm down for a long time.

I saw that the weathered shell on the surface of the stone pillar was faintly revealed, with dense and complex handwriting. Although most of them were not in shape and some were covered by moss, it was indeed words, constantly exuding the vicissitudes of vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere, carrying a civilizational epic, telling the ancient memories that were covered by the dust of time.

Chen Hao looked carefully and tried to interpret what kind of information from the above, but the obscure and difficult to understand were beyond his imagination. Even if he interpreted a few of the words, he could not form a coherent meaning, which made him a little discouraged.

What a pity, when I entered the treasure mountain and returned in vain, I was filled with joy. The excitement and excitement I had before were as if I had been poured out by cold water. When I came to my senses, I only felt deeply disappointed and regretful.

It took most of the time to bypass the huge stone pillar. The lost Yan Qingnan and the old shadow disciple were still missing. This was a square that could not be seen at first sight, covered with hard granite. Unfortunately, under the erosion of time, it still became bumpy. The cracks were like rivers that ran across the entire square, cutting and breaking the earth. The pit was wet and covered with low and dim moss, which looked very wet.

Chen Hao frowned and walked forward. Such an open area was actually easy to lose its direction. Although he would stop and carefully identify the direction every time he walked for about half an hour, he still didn't know where he was. He was shocked to find that the marks left behind him were wiped out by some force, and inexplicably fear surrounded his entire soul in an instant.

Is the landform here changing at any time, or is it that someone has been following him silently?

Is it that shadow apprentice? Chen Hao was not sure. If the other party had such a means, why should he swallow his anger before? He could use this hidden trace to retreat calmly. Why do you have to make such a twist and go around and look far away?

A tide of consciousness sprinkled around, but he could not detect any strangeness. Even the Dharma Eye, which had always been extraordinary, has little effect now, and is hazy at the sight, just like the fog before.

He frowned and could only choose one direction to walk forward with great strides. Instead of staying in a strange environment and waiting for death, it would be better to move forward bravely in one direction. Maybe things could lead to a turning point, and it would be fine if the willows and flowers were bright.

However, time slowly flowed past his side like water. Not only did the so-called breaking momentum not reveal any of it, the vague sense of oppression of being tracked was like a thorn in the back. For a long time, Chen Hao would turn his head suddenly, as if the other party was not far behind him, but behind him was always empty. Apart from the mottled and broken ground, it made people feel visually tired and inexplicably bored.

"Come out! If you want to lock us into this dilemma, then your goal has been achieved. Everyone in your Shadow Pavilion is worthy of being a natural killer. Even if you are in such adversity, you can still be subverted in desperate situations. The ancient inheritance really has some means, but I was too arrogant before."

The loud shout was still far away even in such an empty place, shaking up a thin layer of dust on the ground and floating in the air. After a long time, it fell again. The hopeful response in my heart did not come for a long time, which made Chen Hao feel disappointed.

I think so, since the other party is the person who is planning, how could he not have thought that he was the key to breaking the deadlock? If he is killed, all his hard work will be in vain. All previous efforts will disappear, and the prisoner's mission will lose its power and will be broken and driven away.

Things are a bit tricky. Jiang is worthy of being old. The shadow apprentice has lived for endless years. I am afraid that he has seen through the warmth and coldness of the world. How can ordinary excitement cause trouble in his heart?

Chen Hao took a deep breath and tried to calm his heart that had become a little irritable. He sat cross-legged and felt the pulse of the entire space. The current situation was that it was impossible to return to the previous stone pillar land. Just like prey trapped in a spider web, continuing to move on would only exhaust himself. It would be better to respond to changes in the layouter's mind and come up with the same constant solution and come up with a proper solution before taking action, so as to complete the transformation from prey to hunter.

He snorted coldly in his heart. Sooner or later, he would let the shadow disciple understand who was the leader in this contest. Since the other party set up the dragon gate formation, he would break it for him to show it.

He slowly adjusted his breathing while alert. He opened his eyes slightly, and a faint golden light appeared, no longer dazzling. Instead, he looked like a pearl that had been polished for countless years, showing a restrained momentum, and boundless black and white poured into his vision like a tide.

The pupil of breaking delusion was activated again, and the entire space changed in an instant. All kinds of scenes were instantly broken and reorganized, making a faint buzzing sound. The veil of the fog was lifted off layer by layer, different forces were entangled, chains slowly gathered, and the power of the origin broke free from some kind of constraints and was interpreting it in front of him bit by bit.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out from Chen Hao's forehead. He was competing with the ancient formations that filled the entire space with one person's strength. Although the Buddha's methods were many levels higher than this power, although he had made a clever trick, he still felt endless pressure.

It was like a few mountains in an instant, my chest was stuffy, and the blood in my body seemed to be packed into a container, squeezed hard, and it was about to burst out like magma underground. If it didn't erupt, it would be a shocking moment.

Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be biting thousands of ants, making his face gradually distorted. However, no matter what, the corners of his eyes did not tremble, and the golden light seemed to have become eternal in an instant, like an indefatigable machine, constantly flashing with various tiny patterns, analyzing, cracking, and fighting back.

The sound of demons echoed in his ears. The person who was in the layout naturally did not want to sit and watch him break through. He wanted to interfere with his thoughts, arouse the deepest part of his heart, and let him sink forever in this predicament.

However, Chen Hao directly closed his ear consciousness and withdrew his consciousness scattered outside his body. He no longer felt impatient in his heart, as if he had been penetrated into a mirror, as pure and pure as a stream.

This contest has already turned around. This just reflects that he is already in trouble and can only use such inequality to try to reverse the decline. However, the defeat has been achieved, so how can he easily recover?

Chen Hao's hideous face became calm. His hands changed from time to time, but his mind did not relax at all. The centipede insect died without stiffness. Who knew what other methods would be?

After a while, he slowly stood up, his sleeves gently brushed, and golden seeds sprinkled, turning into fluorescent golden lotus in the sound of the sing of the Buddhist sing. The entire space suddenly turned into a golden ocean, and the storm of winds visible to the naked eye swam in it, causing a buzzing sound, as a prelude to the breaking moment.

The continuous mist before was forced into the flowing clouds in the air, tumbling and changing, trying to make the final struggle, making a rolling thunder sound from it like a drum of war, but the defeat was like a mountain falling, and the overall situation was settled, like a dam breaking, and it was not the remaining huge rocks that could be saved.

The sea water rolled back, and the water and sky lined up. In Chen Hao's eyes, the colors of the chains had changed. The old runes were broken and new runes were constantly born. It changed the structure of this space. Perhaps it means that the ancient maze set by the layouter had been cracked, and the world returned to its original origin and restored its original appearance.

He took back his magic and slowly stood up. The scene around him was very different from before.

What surprised him was that he returned to the huge stone pillar again, looking at the mottled stone wall that could not be seen at first sight, and suddenly thought of a possibility in his mind. Could it be that he had never left this place before, and was bound by some force nearby, so he was constantly spinning around?

Click, click!

At this moment, such a sound suddenly came from the stone pillar, which made him look in surprise and wonder. He saw large pieces of stone on the surface of the pillar starting to fall off, falling to the ground and stirring up countless dust.

Chen Hao was close to him, and the splashed gravel hit his body, causing pain, but if he didn't realize it, his whole mind had penetrated the dust and mist, and was attracted by the patterns exposed after the stones fell off.

It was not a secret stone carving map created by ancient people with swords and axes. It turned out to be a huge scale with very regular and neat shapes, and nothing else was there.

These scales exhibit a faint gray metallic luster, rather than the mottledness after being eroded by time. Somehow, Chen Hao always felt that there was a faint vitality spreading inside these scales.

Could it be that a terrible guess arose in his mind, and his breathing became rapid in an instant.

Could it be that this whole stone pillar is actually the body of a living creature? Otherwise, why were the scales so regular and lifelike, and even more exuding such a vague and vague vitality?

Maybe the giant beast has died, and the flesh and blood in its body has not yet been completely melted. It was previously covered by the stones, but now it has spread out.

Chen Hao was shocked by his guess, thinking that if the inference was true, who had the means to kill such a giant beast, and his body was also made into a stone pillar to support a certain palace?

If the inference is true, then except for the giant tortoise with Xuanwu bloodline in the East China Sea, this is the second beast clan he saw with such a huge size. However, the former is still lingering, but the one here has already fallen. However, the old turtle has lived for countless years and should know many secrets. Maybe he knows this kind of creature. Please come to "" when you see the first release without any advertisements.

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