At this moment, Ding Hao was ready for a vicious battle.

He held the rusty sword in one hand, ready to summon the magic sword and sword, no one knew what kind of monster he would encounter in the center of the city, maybe the one who greeted a few people would be the most terrifying puppet guardian in this pseudo-god city.

The next moment.

It's dark.

The last teleportation formation disappeared, and everyone was waiting intently.

However, the imaginary attack of the puppet stone man did not come.

The group came to a dimly lit space.

Ding Hao observed carefully and found that this was not another small space, everyone was still in the pseudo-god city, surrounded by square buildings, but these buildings were thousands of meters away, and at the foot was a flat land similar to a square, giving people the feeling that it was a clearing that suddenly appeared in a pale yellow forest.

And the green tower-like point of light that represents the triangle on the wordless stele also revealed its true face at this time.

A pyramid-like golden altar.

This golden altar, in the center of the central square, is different from the ancient Egyptian pyramids, it has four edges, each edge points to one direction, south, south, northwest and four sides, the horns are straight like a knife blade, the surface is like a layer of steps, and the diameter is not high or low just one zhang of golden rock.

Ding Hao took a cursory look, and this golden altar was at least more than a thousand meters high.

In other words, there are at least more than 300 Zeng rocks.

On the periphery of this square, the buildings are square, hesitating to rise one by one with quadrangular prisms rising into the sky, the surface is pale gold, very intact, without the slightest defect, and there are no traces of weathering and sand like the outer layer, not even a trace of dust, as if it was newly built.

Unfortunately, he still didn't feel the slightest bit of anger, and he didn't feel the slightest sign of life.

It feels as if after the city was first built, the inhabitants of the city, for some reason, abandoned the magnificent city for the first time.

Between the tall buildings, there are spacious streets.

It can be clearly seen that in the streets, like soldiers waiting for review, there are venerable puppet stone figures lined up in a neat queue, but the dim pseudo-god characters on their bodies indicate that they have not been activated, and they are still asleep, turning a blind eye to Ding Hao and the others, and not making the slightest reaction.

This discovery made several people breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, these stone puppets are all the body types of the peak level of the Martial King, and once they are really activated, with that terrifying number, as long as there is a charge, even if Ding Hao has a rusty sword and a magic knife in his hand, it will not last long.

"In this square, there seems to be a mysterious invisible force that isolates the outside world, so those puppet stone people can't perceive our existence......" Ji Yingqi thought thoughtfully.

Now Ding Hao and Ren Xiaoyao have completely believed every word she said.

Because previous experience has proved that everything she said is right.

"Are we going to climb this altar?" Ren Xiaoyao looked at the towering golden tower in front of him, and his heart was a little abrupt.

The most central part of the Pseudo-God City, the suppressive power between heaven and earth, has also reached its peak.

With the cultivation of the Xuan Qi in the realm of Ren Xiaoyao Great Grandmaster, he was also compressed in the Xuan Qi Seeds and Acupoints and could not function, he was now just like ordinary people, if he simply relied on the amount of his flesh and climbed such a high golden tower, he would not be tired into a dead dog? Especially for a fat man like him, it was simply a kind of torture.

"Since you're here, you have to climb up and take a look," Ding Hao didn't want to give up halfway.

"I heard my knees wailing. The little fat man's face fell, but he didn't dare to stay down alone.

Deep in his heart, there is an invisible voice telling him over and over again, he must follow Ding Hao in order to live safely, this voice has guided him countless times before, and it has been proved that as long as he listens to its guidance, he will get a huge harvest, otherwise he will be unlucky.

The floor of the square is smooth and smooth, as if it were a mirror.

If you walk on it, you can see your own shadow when you look down.

Evil Moon and Meng Meng are tired of admiring themselves, watching their shadows, and can't help but stink and be beautiful.

Ding Hao occasionally looked down, this feeling was very strange, this mirror-like ground did not reflect the surrounding buildings and the golden giant tower, but only the shadow of his own group appeared, there was a feeling that the soul was projected, and there was a feeling of walking in the void, and it was a feeling that he would fall down at will, which made people tremble.

Fortunately, they soon arrived in front of the Golden Tower.

As the distance got closer, I felt more and more the grandeur of this golden tower.

A few people stood in front of them, like ants standing in front of a towering tree.

Ren Xiaoyao took a few steps back to run, jumped into the air, and came to the top of the first giant staircase.

"Huh?" he exclaimed, as if he had discovered something.

Ding Hao jumped into the air with Ji Yingqi in his arms, and in a flash, he also came to the first level of the one-zhang-high steps.

The above discovery also surprised him a little.

Originally, the surface of the staircase was not smooth, but it was covered with thirty or forty ornate small towers, all of which were of different shapes and exquisite, as if they were the work of the world's most outstanding carving masters.

The shape of these small towers is not the same as that of the golden towers, and there are different shapes, there are human figures, animal figures, and many strange shapes, which are breathtaking, but one thing is the same - at the top of them, there is a golden mist like a wick flame, which is faintly flickering.

This golden mist is like a candle flame in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any time, but it has always persisted tenaciously.

Such small towers are spread all over the first level of steps, separated by two by two about fifty centimeters.

"It turns out that it is the golden light on these small towers that makes this golden giant tower look like it is ......made of gold from a distance," Ren Yaose lay down in front of a small tower with the image of a beautiful fairy, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch the golden light.

In the next moment, the unthinkable happened.

The moment Ren Yaoyao's fingers touched the golden light, the originally faint golden mist immediately burned wildly like a spark that had encountered the purest spirit.

The golden mist, which was originally extremely weak, slammed to the ground, and instantly expanded sharply, enveloping the little fat man's whole person.

The small tower with the image of a glamorous fairy immediately became vivid, as if it was alive.

"Ah, damn it, what's going on...... It hurts me to death...... Ahhh Ren Xiaoyao struggled frantically, roaring loudly, as if he had been delayed, and the ghost cried wolf.

Ding Hao immediately wrapped his arm with Heavenly Fire Xuanqi, trying to pull him out of the golden mist, but he was blocked by a terrifying force, and his palm couldn't separate the golden mist.

"Damn. Ding Hao held the rusty sword in his hand, and was about to urge the supreme power in it to cut through this golden light.

At this moment, Ji Yingqi grabbed him.

"Brother Ding, don't worry, Brother Xiaoyao is not in danger," Ji Yingqi observed very carefully, a pair of beautiful big eyes flashed with bright brilliance, and said: "This golden brilliance seems to be transforming something......"

Ding Hao heard the words and observed carefully.

Sure enough, I found that the golden light that burst out from the small tower of the glamorous fairy image was not smelting the little fat man, although it was wrapped in it, the vitality in Ren Xiaoyao's body was not disappearing, but was increasing little by little, and what was even more bizarre was that even the suppressed Xuan Qi power in his body was being released little by little......

This is......

In Ding Hao's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed, and something suddenly came to mind.

"Could this be the so-called Altar Divine Fire?"

It is rumored that there is a divine fire altar in the mysterious ruins, once the divine fire is ignited, you can obtain mysterious power, and you can also enter and exit the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] at will, and you can almost treat the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] as your own back garden, picking all kinds of divine materials and medicines at will, but Ding Hao did not get more information to believe.

Now it seems that this pseudo-god city is simply a rumored mysterious ruins.

And now this huge golden pyramid-like building is only afraid of the legendary altar of divine fire.

The so-called divine fire is the golden light above this small tower?

Some details that had been ignored before were gradually pieced together in Ding Hao's mind.

But why are there so many small towers of divine fire?

This layer alone is enough to have nearly 100 small towers of various kinds, that is to say, there are more than 100 divine fires, according to this calculation, there are at least more than 10,000 small towers of divine fire on top of the entire golden giant tower......

In other words, if each person has one and all these small tower divine fires are ignited, there will be more than 10,000 people, and from now on, they will be able to get the power to enter and exit the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] at will.

This is simply more than the combined number of all the Terran and Demon Geniuses who have entered the [Hundred Saints Battlefield].

"Ahh......h Ahh

"No, it seems that there are still some conditions that have not been met, look, the fairy-shaped small tower seems to be going to dim......" Ji Yingqi frowned.

Ding Hao looked down, the small tower with the image of a glamorous fairy that released a golden light was really dimming little by little, as if it was about to fall into a deep sleep, which should not be a sign of success in igniting the divine fire.

Ding Hao's heart suddenly felt a thrill.

If you fail to ignite the divine fire, the end will be death without suspense.

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