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[002] Seven under the glazed pagoda space

Suddenly, Ye Han's inspiration flashed.

"By the way, the reason why I was attracted here is related to the blood in my body, does that mean..."

As he thought of it, Ye Han stood up, cut a hole in his arm, letting blood flow down the next door and drip into the teleportation array. In an instant, a brilliant light burst out from the teleportation array, covering Ye Han. The next moment, Ye Han disappeared.

And just as Ye Han disappeared, the teleportation array in the mysterious valley completely turned into ashes.

If Ye Han was here, he would definitely be very surprised, because this is a one-way teleportation array, and it is a one-time teleportation array!

...

For Ye Han, when the teleportation array was bright, the scene in front of him changed drastically. The teleportation at a distance made Ye Han dizzy and fainted soon after.

When Ye Han woke up again, the scene had changed drastically at this moment, and golden light was everywhere.

Ye Han stood up and glanced at him, and found himself in a huge palace.

"Xiao Rui, take a look, what's going on here?"

"Xiao Rui, Xiao Rui!!"

Ye Han called out a few times, but received no answer, which gave Ye Han a very bad premonition.

He quickly used the spiritual power in his body, and Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the spiritual power in his body was not sealed. Ye Han could clearly feel that Xiao Rui was still in the ring on his hand, but he could not hear Xiao Rui's voice. Then there might be only one, and it was blocked by something, and it was very likely that it was this hall.

“Where is this place?”

Ye Han's mental power was released, but he found that he was greatly restricted, and he could reach more than ten meters at most. It would be better to look directly with his eyes.

"Welcome to the Glazed Pagoda Space!!"

Suddenly a sound sounded, Ye Han was suddenly alert and looked along the sound. He didn't know when, five or six meters away from the ground, a delicate four or five-year-old child was floating where he said, "

"Glass Pagoda Space? What is this place?"

The child opened his mouth, looked at Ye Han in anger, and said angrily: "You don't even know the Glazed Pagoda?"

Ye Han looked at the child's expression and seemed extremely angry. He couldn't help but wonder that he really didn't know the Glazed Pagoda.

The child didn't know why, but soon calmed down. He looked at Ye Han with disdain and said, "If you don't know, don't know. I forgive you, this local bun. Since you don't know, I will tell you what is the Glazed Pagoda."

"In this world, weapons are divided into nine levels, corresponding to Black Iron to Holy Emperor. When weapons reach the tenth level, they can no longer be called weapons, but spiritual weapons!"

"Above the spiritual weapon are the twelve chaotic treasures born from the Heavenly Dao, the thirty-six innate treasures, and the one hundred and eight innate spiritual treasures"

"The Glazed Pagoda is one of the thirty-six innate treasures. Boy, you can enter the Glazed Pagoda space just by just the purple jade stairs. I have to say that this is your luck!"

Speaking of the origin of the Glazed Pagoda, the child's face was full of pride. The child continued: "I am the spirit of the Glazed Pagoda! You can call me Glazed Pagoda!"

Ye Han was shocked. He only knew that the weapons in this world were divided into tenth levels, but in fact, the most powerful weapons in the entire Canglan Continent were only eighth-level top grades. The ninth-level weapons and the four continents together might not be a single hand. As for the tenth level, they exist in the legend. At this moment, the weapon spirit in front of him said that there are three major weapons above the tenth level. Is it possible that there are still levels above the Saint Lord? Otherwise, according to reason, these tenth-level weapons are in line with the identity of the Saint Lord.

The child seemed to know what Ye Han was thinking, and some sadness flashed across his face: "It seems that this plane has really declined. Millions of years ago, this plane was so powerful. It was the first in the 365 planes in the entire world, and it was even more able to directly confront the demon plane."

"I was the master of my master at that time, one of the top ten powerful men in this plane. He held the Glazed Pagoda and I don't know how many demons he killed. Now, it's fine if there is no saint on the entire continent, but even the heroic figure of his ancestors has been forgotten."

"At this moment, I'm afraid there are three hundred and sixty-five planes at the bottom of this continent."

When Ye Han heard the child's narration, his heart was filled with storms.

Three hundred and sixty-five planes!!

Ye Han never thought that there were so many planes besides this continent. Suddenly, Ye Han remembered that the bloodline in his body that contained a noble aura but extremely lonely, could it be...

The child glanced at Ye Han and said, "It's what you think. If you weren't the descendant of my master, how could you be teleported here? But my master is my master, you are you. Although you come in, it doesn't mean that I will regard you as the master. Besides, the bloodline of my master is too low in your body, and I guess there is not even a few billion."

Before Ye Han could speak, the child continued, "Forget it, although his bloodline was extremely low, over the years, I finally waited for a descendant of a master, and you were still tested. If you could pass the test, I would let you take the lead. If you can't get through, then you will only have one result - death!!"

Speaking of the four words, the child's face was full of evil spirits. Even Ye Han was shocked, but then he suddenly realized that he really didn't understand how powerful he was in ancient times. However, it sounded very difficult. As an innate treasure, the Liuli Pagoda must have killed countless powerful people. It is normal to have such obvious and powerful evil spirits.

After thinking about it, Ye Han decided to ask: "I don't know if there is any level above the Holy Lord?"

The child, or the glass spirit, glanced at Ye Han and said lightly: "In the current continent, I'm afraid the Holy Emperor is the highest."

Ye Han nodded.

The Glazed Artifact Spirit sneered: "Sure enough, it has fallen to such a level? Then I can clearly tell you now that your current Holy Emperor is completely incomparable to the Holy Emperors of our time. At least, our Saint Emperors at that time could live at least ten thousand years, or even longer. What about now?"

Ye Han was surprised, but he was even more shocked. The current Holy Emperor is amazing, only a thousand years old. Is the difference between it and the Holy Emperor in ancient times?

The Glazed Artifact Spirit continued: "It is normal for a big gap. The holy emperors in ancient times are not as simple as the holy emperors today. At least, the holy emperors in ancient times can create a pseudo-small secret realm. Can the holy emperors in the present do it?"

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