During this year, Li Hao carefully reflected on his experiences over the years, and he found that he seemed to be forever inseparable from the earth.

It seems that this has become his unshakable mission, and it is already destined.

Li Hao couldn't help but wonder, why did he appear in that ancient tomb among so many people on Earth, and why was he the only one able to achieve such brilliant achievements?

‘Could this be planned by some secret force or person? I’m just a pawn being used? Wasn’t I a tomb robber before?’

'Probably not, maybe it's just a coincidence. If it's planned, how detailed must it be? I've experienced so many dangers. If there's any accident, I'll die immediately. No one can account for everything, right?

?'[

Approaching the holy mountain of the temple, Li Hao shook his head suddenly and put away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

At the foot of the holy mountain of the temple, all the top experts are there, as well as the monks who have reached the top ten in the arena battle between the ancient gods and the holy masters.

Seeing everyone gathered, the All Saints, who looked majestic in their golden armor, offered a magic weapon like a blanket and asked everyone to fly to it.

Then, under the control of the Lord of All Saints, the blanket began to slowly climb towards the top of the Holy Mountain.

What surprised Li Hao was that the holy mountain of the temple was higher than he imagined. Even though the blanket flew over the clouds, everyone looked up, but they still couldn't see the top of the holy mountain.

The sacred mountain of the temple gave Li Hao the feeling that it towered into the depths of the starry sky of the God Realm and connected with the sky.

Tongtian Holy Island is the same as the space in other places in the God Realm. The higher you go, the greater the space pressure. Even the top experts dare not say that they can fly into the starry sky.

The blanket rose for nearly two hours before it stopped. At this time, everyone finally saw the top of the Holy Mountain.

But the space pressure here is difficult for ordinary powerful people to resist for a long time. If it were not for the light released by this blanket to help resist, those monks in the ancient god stage would have been squeezed to pieces.

Li Hao made a rough estimate and found that the height of the holy mountain of the temple should be no less than one million feet!

Li Hao had only seen such a high mountain peak in his life.

The top of the Holy Mountain is round, less than twenty feet in diameter, and is made of pure white jade stones. The Qiongchi is a small square pool in the center of the round top.

As a whole, the top of the holy mountain of the temple looks like a copper coin, round on the outside and square on the inside.

In that small pool, there is a pool of clear water. It looks almost the same as ordinary water.

A white-haired old man, also wearing golden armor, was sitting cross-legged on the edge of Qiongchi. He should be the second strongest member of the Holy Army of the Temple who hardly walked in the God Realm.

When the old man saw everyone arriving, he slowly stood up straight and saluted the top powerhouses such as the Lord of All Saints with clasped fists, without saying a word.

'According to the ranking, enter the Qiong Pool one by one from the first to the tenth, with those in the realm of the Holy Lord coming first.'

The Lord of All Saints moved the flying carpet to the edge of the Qiong Pond, then turned around and confessed:

'Before entering Qiongchi, it is best to put away all the magic weapons or valuables you are carrying. The process of washing yourself with the water of Qiongchi is a bit painful, but you must persevere no matter what. Otherwise, you will lose your life in it.

.'[

As a result, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Hao.

With a thought in Li Hao's mind, all the magic weapons left in his body entered the origin of heaven and earth.

Before entering Qiongchi, Li Hao made the source of heaven and earth invisible and stay at the edge of Qiongchi.

As soon as one of Li Hao's feet touched the water of Qiongchi, thick streams of water mist suddenly evaporated from Qiongchi. In an instant, it enveloped the entire top of the mountain.

The vision of all the powerful men was blurred by the water mist, and even their spiritual thoughts could not penetrate the water mist.

The water of Qiongchi gives people a bone-chilling feeling. Even though Li Hao's body quality is comparable to the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, and even though the true fire of hell is still flowing in his body, he still feels an unbearable coldness coming from the soles of his feet. His whole body

The person couldn't help but shiver.

Bite the bullet, Li Hao took a big step forward, and his whole body instantly fell into the Qiong Pool.

The next moment, he felt that his whole body was frozen. First, his soul was cold, and then he found that his soul could no longer feel the existence of his body.

Two more breaths passed, and even his soul was frozen, but his consciousness was still very clear.

With his thoughts, Li Hao saw that all his clothes had disappeared, and the water of Qiongchi had formed a vortex around him.

The rapidly rotating water of Qiongchi was like several sharp knives, cutting several wounds on Li Hao's frozen body.

The strange thing is that even though I can no longer feel my body, every time I get a wound, a sharp pain will be transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and then act on the depths of my soul.

This kind of strange and severe pain was something Li Hao had never experienced before. It was like a pair of ice knives slicing his soul. He had suffered countless hardships and even burned his body with heavenly fire. He was able to bear it.

Feel.

What's even more weird is that even though the muscles, bones, flesh and blood in his body have been frozen, blood is constantly flowing out of the wound.

Blood dyed the water of Qiongchi red...

As a powerful saint, the blood contained in Li Hao's body is immeasurable, but he cannot stop it from flowing so unstoppably that it will all be lost sooner or later.

Li Hao's body was like a blood sac with several openings, and streams of blood kept spurting out from more and more openings. His blood made the water of Qiongchi change from clear to light red, and then from clear to light red.

From light red to bright red, and from bright red to dark red...

The body is no longer under control, and the flow of blood will naturally not stop. Even the blood crystals begin to gradually decompose, and the blood essence in them is also drawn out.

When all the blood and blood essence were drained out, the water of Qiongchi, which had turned dark red, began to rotate faster. However, the temperature of the originally extremely cold water gradually increased.

Gradually, Li Hao finally felt the warmth again, his body also had some sensations, and his soul was also recovering.

But the temperature of the Qiongchi water did not stop, but continued to rise...

In just a few breaths, the water in Qiongchi reached a level that even Li Hao could feel the burning pain.[

'The water in this pool of water could freeze and cut my body just now. It is reasonable for me to feel burning pain now. It would not be surprising even if it could melt my body. This pool of water seems ordinary, how could it be like this?

Awesome power?'

Li Hao thought deep in his consciousness: 'It's freezing cold now, and it's burning hot now. This is the real world of ice and fire!'

The water in Qiongchi seemed to be on fire, with wisps of strange flames emerging from the water.

Those flames not only burned Li Hao's body, but also burned his blood. His body and blood were burning like the water of Qiongchi.

Whether it is the previous ice cold or the current fierce fire, they no longer increase in power after reaching a certain level. I don't know whether their power can only reach this level, or whether it depends on the endurance of each monk's body.

.(To be continued..)
Chapter completed!