Three months later, the rudimentary form of the ruined continent that had been discovered earlier had already appeared in front of Ming Jiutian's eyes.

It was too close to see clearly, theoretically speaking, it was indeed a piece of land, and it was not a small piece of land, and the scale should be about the same size as the Dongping Mansion of the Xuanxin Continent.

Ming Jiutian was ready to jump towards the land in front of him, probably because he was missing an arm, and his body coordination was not as good as before.

So when this jump was halfway through, Ming Jiutian knew that it was broken, and his body had already begun to fall before he reached the place.

Is this still worth it? If this falls, it will not be swept away by the spatial vortex again.

Thinking of this, Ming Jiutian decisively swung out a palm and hit his lower back directly, using this momentum to push his body out fiercely.

After a bang, Ming Jiutian's body slammed into the open space that shattered the land, and he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Ge Laozidi, I finally landed safely..."Ming Jiutian struggled to get up from the ground after landing and scolded with a smile.

Looking at the ruined land in front of me again, it was very desolate, and it seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

There were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and Ming Jiutian saw half of the stone tablet buried in the ground.

Although most of the handwriting has weathered over the years, the words written on it are still faintly legible.

However, it is a pity that none of the words on the stele were recognized by Ming Jiutian, and because the age was too old, the stele instantly turned into a push of powder under the touch of Ming Jiutian.

Following the deserted path in front of him, Ming Jiutian walked inside, looking at the ruins on both sides of the path, it seems that this place should have been very prosperous.

Like a neighborhood market, after a distance of a few hundred meters, two towering mountains appeared in front of Ming Jiutian, and there was only a narrow passage between the two mountains that could only accommodate two people to pass through.

The canyon looked very dim, Ming Jiutian walked cautiously inside, observing the surrounding movements while walking, after turning around, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of Ming Jiutian's eyes, seeing this scene, Ming Jiutian accelerated the speed of his feet.

"Kill... Boom... Boom... Bang..."

At this moment, the earth-shattering shouts of killing and the sound of war drums came, and the sound was rolling and shocking.

This voice is all too familiar to Ming Jiutian, who was born in a military family, could it be that there are people here who are still fighting? Ming Jiutian thought secretly.

After hurriedly passing through the canyon in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up, but the scene in front of him made Ming Jiutian's eyes widen.

There is no one here, there is only a corpse that fills the valley, some of these bones have rotted into a pile of powder, and some are still emitting a little light, I think it should be a good strength in the future.

A rough inventory of the bones that filled the valley showed that there were nearly 10,000 people who were weathered and unweathered.

And for some reason, maybe it was because he heard the shouting and killing sound and the sound of war drums in front of him, which actually made Ming Jiutian's psychology feel very painful.

Is it the shocking shouting of killing? Ming Jiutian was still savoring the shouts of killing that echoed between the valleys.

Looking at the bones that littered the valley and the blades scattered on the ground that had rotted to the point where they could not be seen, it was almost certain that this should be an ancient battlefield.

The reason why you can still hear the sound of shouting and killing and the sound of war drums may be because there are still military spirits left here.

I really don't understand what kind of team this is, after endless years after death, it still can't wipe out this steely will to fight, Ming Jiutian admires it.

Seeing this, Ming Jiutian could not suppress the emotions in his heart, and according to the military salute of the Ming family army on the Xuanxin Continent, he saluted the mountains of corpses and bones in the valley.

Unexpectedly, a strange scene happened, and the shouts and killings I heard before seemed to be like substance in an instant, and I saw rows of neat sergeants holding up the blades in their hands and striding towards the distance.

It was a sergeant in a state of ghostly spirits, with neat steps, high spirits, and the indomitable temperament of looking at death as if it were home, it was simply vivid.

Ming Jiutian doubted whether all this in front of him was true, and when he saw this scene, Ming Jiutian couldn't help but stand up straight, watching these military spirits go away.

Looking at the back of the military soul in the distance, Ming Jiutian stabilized his emotions, and then continued to walk towards the depths of the valley.

Perhaps it was infected by the military spirit, and the mood of Ming Jiutian was also very excited, and he smiled while walking, and put it on the vast and uninhabited ancient battlefield, but the smile seemed so different.

After passing through this canyon, a palace suddenly appeared in front of me, which did not look very grand, but gave people a very quaint atmosphere.

At least the architectural style adopted, Ming Jiutian has not seen it in the thirty-three days, and the palace is built with an unknown white stone.

A few simple stone steps up the palace gate is the palace gate, which is now hidden.

Looking at the traces of time around the palace, you don't have to think about it to know that there is no one here, but it doesn't mean that there is no danger here.

For the sake of safety, Ming Jiutian decided to take two turns around this palace now, and it was not too late to go in and have a look after making sure that there was no danger.

However, after a brief circle around the palace, nothing was found except for a few dry bones scattered on the ground and decaying blades.

Returning to the main gate of the palace again, Ming Jiutian poked his head and looked inside, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

What's even more weird is that using spiritual sense to investigate, not only will you not find anything, but it will also bounce back, which will make Ming Jiutian's ears buzz.

"Squeak..."

Ming Jiutian pushed open the door of the palace and walked in cautiously, the furnishings in this hall also looked very simple.

Except for a large chair that could be compared to a bed directly above, there was almost nothing left in the main hall.

This hall is supported by forty-nine thick white stone pillars, and after observing Ming Jiutian, it is found that these forty-nine load-bearing white stone pillars are not only carved with many exquisite pictures.

And the pictures on each stone pillar are different, and there are many things depicted in all kinds of ways, at this point, Ming Jiutian didn't understand it after looking at it for a long time.

One of the stone pillars depicts a cowherd with a whip in her hand driving away several large buffaloes.

And look at the clothes on the cowherd baby, which has never been seen in Ming Jiutian, and then there are some ancient brute beasts and some related records.

It's just that none of the words above are known by Ming Jiutian, they are all ancient words.

In this regard, Ming Jiutian can only write down these words one by one, and when he has the opportunity to go outside, he must study them carefully.

"Click...".

Because Ming Jiutian copied too carefully and didn't notice it, it felt like stepping on a puddle of water.

Ming Jiutian came back to his senses and looked carefully at his feet, where is this water, it is clearly blood.

Seeing this scene also frightened Ming Jiutian, such an ancient hall may not have been empty for many years, but I didn't expect that there was still blood and it was still fresh blood.

Following the direction of the flow of blood, Ming Jiutian found the source of the blood, and the scene in front of him had to make Ming Jiutian's heart beat faster.

Behind one of the pillars leaned a man who sat cross-legged with his head bowed, and from where the blood flowed.