Now the blood of these warriors has flowed in their own blood. It can be said that Jiang Hao is the descendant of thousands of their warriors.
This mountain range and the former empire, Jiang Hao, have been integrated with them. I'm afraid that the secret door is near here.
Now, no matter who occupies the mountains, Jiang Hao can say that he is the master of the land. So where is the entrance?
Jiang Hao fell to the ground and asked Hu San, "dare you ask, there are no other relics here except murals?"
Tiger three thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes brightened. Then he said, "there is an altar where stones are piled up. It seems that there is no value. I have no management."
"Take me." Jiang Hao said.
"Good." Tiger three agreed, two people came to a low hill.
Inside, it was wet and miasmal, but it wasn't strong. They didn't take any protection and went in directly.
Soon after, they stood in front of the altar.
The altar was covered with dust and covered with a thick layer of dust.
A gust of wind appeared between Jiang Hao's fingers, blowing away all the dust on it. He walked over.
In the center of the altar, there is a teapot. The teapot is carved out of stone, and it is connected with the altar and cannot be removed.
Tiger three also followed up, looking at the teapot, scratched his head, do not know what is the secret inside.
Jiang Hao looked at the altar again and found that there was a layer of circle on it, which should be movable. It was not completely connected with the altar.
"Trace is trace, blood is blood, is it blood?" Jiang Hao thought of a bloodstain in the Xianhe River Valley and reasoned.
No longer hesitating, he pricked his fingertips, and blood flowed out into the teapot.
Tiger three quietly watching, as if the answer to the mystery is about to be revealed, sweat on his forehead.
But after a while, there was nothing abnormal.
"It should not be enough." Jiang Hao raised his right hand and made a stroke on the palm of his left hand. A bloodstain was drawn and a large amount of blood gushed out.
Jiang Hao dropped his fingers and let the blood flow out. Soon, a teapot was filled with blood.
Long! Long!
A voice came out that the teapot fell down with the altar, and a big hole appeared on the surface of the altar.
After a while, something came up and filled the big hole.
"A mirror?" Hu San is inexplicable. In front of him is a smooth rock, which reflects the metallic luster, just like a copper mirror.
"Stand up." Jiang Hao opened his mouth, intuition told him that this is the entrance.
Tiger three obedient, walked up, Jiang Hao also stood up.
Soon, the altar was really active, and countless lights were emitted from the mirror, so bright that the whole cave was illuminated, just like the day.
Together they fell into vertigo, unbearable, and both passed out.
When you open your eyes again, the scene has completely changed.
They found that they were standing at the top of a city wall. To be precise, it was a castle. The castle was very high, the tallest of all castles.
In their eyes, at the moment, the chaos is extreme, there is a great war.
The magic arts are dazzling and monsters are flying in disorder, which is more earth shaking than fighting against the Lord of ghosts.
In the distance, the vast land, countless warriors rushed to the center of the castle, their swords waving, roaring earth shaking.
There are sand and dust rampant, it is the ancient battlefield.
Above the warriors, there are ancient undead birds flying. When the huge wings flutter, the sand and rocks fly. His song is like a kind of energy airflow. Many people in the castle spurt blood, and they can't even call for help. They are scared.
Jiang Hao looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was shocked. This should be all the stories told by the old man.
There is no wind around Jiang Hao. They should be in different positions between the two men and the war. They are just the audience here. They can't change anything.
The scene quickly deduces, the time passes quickly at this moment, all the warriors occupy the castle, ready to cheer for the victory, something frightening happened.
Suddenly, the sky, the wind and cloud rolling, a vast hand fell from the void, the big hand is very thick, endless.
When the vast hand falls, no one can stop it.
Directly crush all things, even the ancient undead birds, under this big hand, can not resist completely, directly turn into spots and disappear completely.
Palm raised, hidden in the sky.
On the earth, the castle is broken, all warriors, no one can survive, blood flow into a river, miserable.
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