"Who?" Liu Lang and Li, their scalps exploded at once. From the moment they entered the ground, all they saw were dead bodies, and it was normal for them to be startled by the sudden sound of a living person.

"Boom ......"

The two of them scanned around in some horror, trying to find the source of the sound, but to no avail, but at that moment, the ground beneath their feet suddenly shook violently.

"Look!"

Li Li, who was trying to stabilize his figure, suddenly pointed to a clearing not far away and shouted in shock.

Liu Lang looked at Li's fingers, that clearing, in fact, Liu Lang had already noticed that this underground place was almost covered with corpses, and there were only a handful of places where he could get his feet, except for a small path that extended to the central area, which was a small open space in the center.

The open space was a regular square, each side was more than ten feet, and it was originally very flat, but now, it seemed to be being held up by something under the ground, slowly rising, and in many places, slowly cracking.

"Bang ......"

When the clearing, about a man high, the already loose earth exploded and flew in all directions.

Liu Lang and Li involuntarily took a few steps back, and then, blocking their arms in front of them, to prevent the flying dirt from hitting their eyes, with a "crackling" sound, the scattered dirt completely fell.

Liu Lang and Li shook off the dirt that had fallen on their bodies, and then looked up and found that in the original vacant place, an altar more than three zhang high protruding from the ground appeared, and the altar seemed to be carved from a huge stone. Each one is covered with strange patterns.

"Holy patterns, the carvings on the altar are all holy patterns!" Even a well-informed old monster like Yi Xingchen changed his tone when he saw those strange patterns.

The holy pattern represents the highest law of this world, and even a heaven-level alchemist can't comprehend a few, but every inch of this giant altar in front of him is depicted with a holy pattern, what kind of concept is this?

"It's all holy tattoos......

Liu Lang had no doubts about Yi Xingchen's judgment, before, witnessing hundreds of Heavenly Rank Immortal Weapons and the corpses of thousands of Heavenly Venerable powerhouses had already made his bearing capacity close to infinity, but the altar in front of him that was full of holy patterns was still beyond his imagination.

"Holy Weapon! Only with Holy Weapons, it is possible to have so many Holy Patterns!" this was the only thought in Liu Lang's heart at the moment.

Just when Liu Lang was staring at the altar in a daze, a figure suddenly condensed on the altar.

The figure was far taller than ordinary people, almost too long, wearing a white shirt, carrying his hands behind his back, and his face was expressionless, symbolically glanced at Liu Lang, and finally the white-shirted man's gaze was fixed on Li's body.

"What's your name?" asked the man in white shirt, looking at Li.

"You were the one who spoke just now?" Li swallowed a mouthful of spit and asked with some trepidation, because the coercion on the man in white was too strong, and as a little fairy, he was a little out of breath.

"Answer my question!" said the man in the white shirt lightly.

"My name is Lai. Li didn't dare to talk nonsense, and replied tremblingly.

Liu Lang, who was not paying attention on the side, had solemn eyes, of course he also felt that kind of coercion, this kind of coercion, he had not felt it in the several Tianzun he had seen.

Of course, the main reason is also because those Tianzun are self-assured and don't embarrass him.

Otherwise, as long as the Tianzun Realm only needs to reveal a little breath, it will be enough to make cultivators below the Immortal Realm prostrate on the ground.

"Could it be that this is a Heavenly Venerable powerhouse?" Liu Lang couldn't help but have such an idea in his heart, with this kind of thought, he naturally wanted to verify it, and the method of verification was very simple, that is, the True Eye.

Liu Lang let go of the real eye and swept it over the man in white shirt, but after sweeping, he was stunned.

Because, the True Eye didn't give back any information, let alone cultivation, not even a name, this situation has never happened before.

Even if it is a strong person like Taishang Laojun and Fugui Tianzun, the true eye is also taken care of.

When Liu Lang opened his true eye, the man in white shirt, as if he was alert, turned to look at Liu Lang, looked Liu Lang up and down, and said, "Interesting......"

Liu Lang's face was difficult to look at.

"Holy Lord Strong, is it Saint Lord Strong?" Liu Lang swallowed a mouthful of spit, whether it was Taishang Laojun, Fugui Tianzun, or the earliest Yuhong Tianzun, when he used the True Eye, he didn't notice it.

But this man in a white shirt felt something.

Doesn't this mean that this man in white shirt is stronger than Taishang Laojun, Fugui Tianzun and others? Stronger than Tianzun, then only the Holy Lord? But the Holy Lord should fly outside the territory, why did he appear here?

Liu Lang's brain turned 800 times a second.

I thought that the man in the white shirt would continue to talk to him, but unexpectedly, the man in the white shirt quickly turned his head and looked at Li again, "You have inherited the strongest bloodline of our horseshoe crab clan, why are you thousands of years old, and you are in the realm of little immortals?"

"We, horseshoe crabs?"

Li immediately caught the key words in it, and after being stunned for a moment, he asked with surprise on his face: "Senior, are you also from the horseshoe crab clan?"

The horseshoe crab clan has been bullied all over the world over the years, even among all the ninth-level water tribes, they are the bottom existence, and they belong to the kind that anyone who comes over can step on it.

The reason is that there are too few strong people, in the late stage of Li District Xiaoxian, he is already one of the three masters of the horseshoe crab clan, plus there are few clansmen, only a few hundred people, how can such a strength confront other races?

And on the altar, although Li couldn't see his specific cultivation, he knew from his faint aura that he was a real powerhouse.

If this strong man is also a member of the horseshoe crab tribe, then the horseshoe crab tribe will really turn over into serfs and sing.

"Yes, I am indeed a horseshoe crab, but a horseshoe crab from a million years ago. The man in the white shirt sighed, and his memory seemed to be pulled back millions of years ago.

"There were horseshoe crabs a million years ago?" Li Zhan asked tremblingly.

"Not only millions of years, the horseshoe crab tribe has been born for hundreds of millions of years, and even ruled the world for a long time. At that time, the whole world was covered by the ocean, and the strongest person was called the Sea Emperor, and in my memory, in history, there were a total of thirty Sea Emperors, of which twenty-six were from the horseshoe crab clan, and I was the last sea emperor of the horseshoe crab clan!" the man in the white shirt sighed.

"Sea Emperor?"

Hearing this title, Liu Lang and Li couldn't help but glance at each other, it was obvious that this was a dusty history, so much so that they hadn't even heard of it.

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