"Is this the first sealed space of the Netherworld Shrine?"

Qin Hao was standing in a closed void space at this time, and the surrounding area was pitch black.

At this time, the huge body of the demon dragon hovered beside him.

At this time, the old demon dragon had a pair of huge longans, and was also very curious, constantly looking at the surrounding space environment.

"The old boy, the Nether Emperor, cast seven layers of sealed space in the Nether Emperor's Shrine, leaving behind his most precious seven-layer treasure, and he didn't even show it to me."

"What's even more excessive is that the old man used the formation cast by the energy of death to trap this god and let this god protect the Netherworld Shrine, which really made this god very angry."

Shang said at this time, his tone full of resentment.

But Qin Hao could hear that Shang had a deep memory of Emperor Netherworld.

Shang never mentioned its relationship with the Netherworld Emperor, but Qin Hao could guess it too.

Shang once followed the earth-shaking figure of the Emperor of Netherworld for endless years.

But endless years have passed, and the Netherworld Emperor has disappeared into the long river of history, and he has nowhere to go.

Only the old demon dragon, whose power is about to be exhausted, was left, surviving in the Netherworld Shrine.

The great waves wash away the sand, and the long river of history and time can erase everything.

After endless years, only this Netherworld Shrine remains, which seems to be still telling the past of the Netherworld Emperor and the traces of its existence in the world.

"The treasure in the first sealed space should be among those two brocade boxes."

Shang suddenly spoke.

Qin Hao looked over and he immediately observed it.

There are two white jade pillars in the center of this dark space.

At the top of each pillar is a brocade box carved from red sandalwood.

In each square box, there is a terrifying aura fluctuation faintly.

It gives people the feeling of three beasts sleeping in it.

Once untied, it will turn over and over again.

"Why is this old guy so stingy? He gave him two brocade boxes of the first layer of treasure?"

At this time, Shang slapped his huge dragon's mouth, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

However, Qin Hao's eyes moved. He always felt that what the extraordinary figure like the Netherworld Emperor was definitely not as simple as imagined.

"Click!"

Qin Hao walked forward, took a breath, and slowly opened the first brocade box.

At this time, although I disdained the two treasures of the first floor.

But at this moment, it finally brought a huge dragon head forward, and its eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's a pill."

Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and he saw that the first brocade box was a thumb-sized pill.

This spiritual pill is carved like a golden jade carved, with nine dragon-shaped patterns on it.

The rich medicinal energy actually condensed into strange mini-type beast spirits on the surface of the elixir, roaring and roaring in the void.

"The Pill of Creation of Ten Thousand Beasts!"

Shang suddenly glared at him, as if very surprised, and said, "This pill was made by Emperor Netherworld who destroyed the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and refined it with the essence and blood of tens of thousands of spirit beasts!"

"I once wanted to steal food, but I couldn't find it after searching for hundreds of years. It turned out that I was sealed in the first treasure space in the Netherworld Shrine by the old man, the Netherworld Emperor."

Shang said at this time, and hated him a little.

You know, it has long lost its original body, leaving only a demon dragon soul.

This beast creation pill is of course of useless to it.

"Made from the essence and blood of tens of thousands of spirit beasts?" Qin Hao's eyes suddenly moved.

Before, he swallowed an ancient Buddha relic and awakened a brand new mythical gene again. Tathagata Buddha is still a very terrifying ancient god-level mythical gene.

This made Qin Hao's current mid-level bloodline feel a little heavy pressure.

At this moment, looking at the Ten Thousand Beasts Creation Pill loaded in the brocade box in front of you, Qin Hao even sensed that this small spiritual pill contained many powerful and advanced blood powers.

"Although every bloodline is just a trace, the tens of thousands of ancient spiritual beast blood have been melted into the elixir of ancient times. To me, it is of great value."

Qin Hao muttered in his heart and swallowed the elixir of the Wanbi Creation Pill directly into his stomach.

There was a "boom".

Countless tiny but powerful forces suddenly surged through Qin Hao's limbs and bones, and began to enhance his bloodline.

"Sky-level high-level!"

Half an hour later, Qin Hao was shocked.

He only felt that his whole spirit had been greatly sublimated.

The pressure from the mythical genes of Tathagata Buddha who had just awakened was relieved a lot in an instant.

"It would be great if I could get a drop of the blood of a real god from the ancient ruins this time." Qin Hao thought silently in his heart.

But he knew that this possibility was too small.

After all, even if the backbone of the God of Death appears, there will definitely be countless strong people and big forces to compete for it.

Qin Hao knew that even if he entered the ancient ruins this time, he would be a united person with the big yellow dog, the fat monk, and the King of Shenwu.

I'm afraid that if they want to compete for the deepest and most precious backbone of the God of Death, they will be extremely dangerous.

After all, a god, the backbone left by endless years, is also a super powerful god in the dark age of the ancient Minggu, the backbone of the god of death.

This can even attract the attention of some super strong men and old monsters, or even take action to snatch them.

Now Qin Hao can only pray that only a few people know about the backbone of the god of death in this ancient ruins.

If it is spread, I am afraid that the entire Ninth State will cause a sensation.

After all, the legacy of an immortal god is really worth too much.

I'm afraid even the strongest people in the overlord power of the Ninth State, such as the Tianjian Sect, will not help but come.

However, the big yellow dog said before that only a small number of people knew about the backbone of the god of death in ancient ruins.

Qin Hao maintained a positive attitude towards this, because if it weren't for him, even the tomb robbers like Fat Monk who had a ghost spirit, would not have known the news.

So this time, I agreed to the invitation of King Shenwu so happily because of Qin Hao's concern.

He wanted to use the power of the Lei Jian War Department as soon as possible to enter the ancient ruins and join forces with the big yellow dog and the fat monk to see if he could seize the most precious backbone of the God of Death.

"Gaga! This box contains indeed the 'Big Nine Emperor Demonic Art'!"

Suddenly at this moment, the stern laughter sounded beside him.

"The Great Nine Emperors Demonic Art?"

Qin Hao looked over and saw the second brocade box that was already opened by Shang.

Inside the box, a piece of black jade as big as a palm was lying quietly.

"Is this a martial art?" Qin Hao was a little confused.

He heard Shang say that the second box was the inherited martial arts of the Netherworld Emperor, an ancient book.

But now, there is a piece of black jade in the box.

"Xiao Haozi, you don't know this. Most of the true powers and the inheritances left behind are engraved in the innate jade with their own will, in the form of divine thoughts."

Shang explained from the side that his huge long eyes were full of pride, as if he was praising his erudition.

"Shang, what you mean is that this black jade is a space of divine thoughts. The inheritance of the Netherworld Emperor's 'Nine Emperors Demonic Art' is stored in it. When my divine thoughts enter it, I can get the inheritance?" Qin Hao said.

"A child can teach you."

Shang pointed a huge dragon head, his eyes suddenly became serious and solemn again, and said, "Xiao Haozi, you can also choose to wait for stronger ones to accept the inheritance. After all, the divine thoughts of the Netherworld Emperor are too vast. I am afraid that you can't bear it now, and the divine thoughts and will collapse."

"rest assured."

Qin Hao just smiled when he heard this.

If you say that what you are most afraid of is probably oppression by will and divine thoughts.

Qin Hao's spirit and will are protected by the ancient Chinese gods, let alone the ancient emperors who are infinitely close to God, who are extremely close to God.

It is a real god in this time and space. Qin Hao is not afraid of his spiritual soul if he wants to oppress him.

According to Shang, the inheritance of the Netherworld Emperor's "The Great Nine Emperors Demonic Art" is a powerful inheritance of the nine ultimate attribute powers of heaven and earth.

In the end, the Great Nine Emperor Demon Gods will allow practitioners to condense the nine emperors and demon gods in their spiritual world.

These nine emperors and demons represent the nine ultimate attribute powers: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness.

If an ordinary person is not able to withstand nine extreme attribute powers.

But you have to know that Qin Hao is the bearer of the ancient Chinese gods.

His power is like the gods, vast and boundless, and the sea accommodates all rivers.

It can tolerate all attributes and powers in this world.

Practicing the Great Nine Emperors Demonic Art can make Qin Hao’s newly awakened Nine-type soul trajectory greatly improve.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Hao no longer hesitated and chose to go directly into the black jade.

"Buzz!"
To be continued...