Chapter 559, I am your uncle.

This picture is divided into nine, which is vivid.
If you look closely at the little altar, you will feel that the pictures are all alive, the lines are swimming, and the characters above are moving.
However, what attracts Ding Hao’s attention is not the gorgeous golden altar.
It is a life-size human figure on the altar.
This is a strong sculpture of human image. The figure is slender and burly, with a strong face and extremely handsome. There is a little arrogance between the eyebrows and a facial expression. It is like a living person. He is dressed in a golden armor, gorgeous and noble. Hold the sword in both hands, look up at the sky, look violent, stand on this golden altar, like a supreme master who overlooks the heavens and the earth.
Ding Hao shocked in his heart.
The appearance of this sculpture, he seems to have met.
"Ding Big Brother, he is like you..." Ji Yingxi said softly.
Indeed, the broker Ying Ying has already reminded Ding Hao that this statue of the golden demon is very similar to himself, but his posture is slightly more mature, more like his own in his 30s.
"No, not just like myself, I really want to see this statue still..."
Ding Hao thought hard and searched his own memories.
It is a pity that there is no clue in the memory after passing through it. The memory of childhood is like being sealed. It is blank. For a while, Ding Hao really can't remember, where he has seen exactly the same statue. People can only give up temporarily.
At the top of the statue, there is a faint golden light shining.
"So, this statue should be a tower!"
Ding Hao thought for a moment and decided to ignite this tower of fire.
On the four sides of the small altar, Ding Hao did not find a stone bowl for offering blood, but he saw four golden dragons and small tripods, so he poured the blood of [Zhuai] into four small tripods, which cost him a lot. Ding Hao stored more than two-thirds of the blood, only to fill four dragon-shaped gold tripods.
After doing all this, Ding Hao boarded the golden altar and reached out to touch the golden light at the top of the statue.
A slight sensation of burning came, and then infiltrated into the body of Ding Hao.
The next moment, the sudden change suddenly -
After a while, Ding Hao only felt a black eye.
Everything disappeared, as if it was a time-space transition. I came to a dark space in an instant. The front, back, left, and right were cold and chilly, eternal, lonely, no sound, no airflow...
The only light source is emitted from a golden light beam in front.
"What happened? I was not igniting the sculpture fire, how did it appear here?" Ding Hao frowned, his body floating in the void, as if he were in a vacuum.
This sudden change should be related to the small tower of the human form.
Could it be because I touched the golden light, so I was sent here?
Or is everything that I see is illusory, and my consciousness sinks into a virtual space?
at this time--
"Is the humble outsider, still not dying? Can you dare to fight me?"
A magnificent and majestic voice suddenly came out of the light group.
Ding Hao can clearly feel that the angry spirits of the road, together with this voice, permeate the whole endless void.
Outsiders?
Ding Hao, is he talking about himself?
At this moment, the voice rang again: "Well? Not those outside the demon? Oh, another one who doesn't know the life and death, wants to get the ants of my god? The ant's body, dare to blame, it! Just give me nourishment, die!"
The voice fell.
A golden thread, like a tentacle, spreads wildly from the golden light.
At the moment of the electric light flint, these golden silk tentacles came to Ding Hao's body and entangled him all. The front end of the golden silk thread turned into a sharp golden needle, which broke Ding Hao's strong muscles in an instant.
"Oops..." Ding Hao felt that the vitality of his body was constantly being taken away by this golden thread.
He struggled hard.
Hundreds of golden silk threads were broken in an instant.
But more golden silk tentacles, but extended in the golden light group in the distance, surrounded by Ding Hao frantically in front and rear, and Ding Hao was entangled in a few moments, more and more sharp gold needles Crazyly pierced Ding Hao's body and took his life energy...
"Hahaha, I didn't expect a small cockroach to have such a strong life..." The voice reappeared: "Unfortunately, if you don't hide it, I won't kill you. My mission cannot end, the blood of the court must be extended, and even if I am covered with blood, I will not hesitate!"
Ding Hao has no time to worry about such a voice.
Such sudden changes have put him in a difficult position.
Before the little fat man was happy and the fat cat was igniting the fire, there was no such abnormality.
It seems that it is still a bit greedy. This statue of the supreme master can be placed at the top of the giant tower, which means that there is something special, and he should not try to ignite its fire.
But at this time, regret is too late.
Ding Hao struggled wildly.
It is comparable to the power of the Emperor Wu of the Second Emperor, and constantly breaks a glimpse of the golden thread.
He vacated one hand and summoned the rust sword and the magic knife from the storage ring. He was about to inject the skyfire and the imprisoned ice, and broke the golden thread with the supreme power of the sword. Broken that golden light source...
But at this time, another unexpected change occurred.
A touch of green light, while he summoned the rust sword magic knife, also flew out of the storage ring.
This green light seems to have magical power, although it is not strong, but in the moment it appears, the crazy golden silk tentacles, but quiet.
"This is..." The golden light source exclaimed.
Ding Hao also glimpsed a little, hesitated, did not have the first time to spur the rust sword and magic knife.
The next moment, I saw that the green awning quickly zoomed in, and at the same time shot a glimpse of green light and shadow, as if it were a projector, projecting a big handwriting in this endless void.
"July 7th, the Hall of Life, when the night is not whispering!"
Ding Hao felt a shock in his heart.
He instantly knew the origin of the green mans.
It was the piece of jade that Xuezhou inspected and gave Ding Hong’s tears to himself.
At this critical moment, this jade has undergone a change, actively flying out of the storage ring, bursting out a strange green awn, and in the void, projecting the line engraved on it, can it be said? What is this jade perceived?
Ding Hao’s heart was really shocked.
Ding Hong’s tears have been given to him a piece of jade, a bone bracelet, which actually played an incredible effect at a crucial moment. Is it coincidence, or is this all her realization has been expected? Why should she hand over such a key thing to herself?
"July ... seven days long ... Shengli, no one in the night... whispering... whispering... ah, this jade, the jade of the god... is my brother... 蝼 ants, say, say, you are Who, why is there such a piece of jade?
When the golden light source saw the two lines of green writing in the void, the sound suddenly became trembling, intermittently, as if it was caught in some kind of uncontrollable excitement.
Ding Hao’s heart did not speak.
"What the are you... Are you..." The golden light source seems to be thinking of something, and it is getting more and more excited.
A golden arm suddenly protruded from the light source, infinitely extended, and immediately came to the green jade, grasped in the hand, immediately before a golden tentacle that had been plunged into Ding Hao’s body, with a drop of Ding Hao The golden blood dripped onto the jade.
I saw that the blood slowly infiltrated into the jade.
"Ah, ah..." The golden light group made a crazy roar.
In this roar, there is a kind of emotion, which seems to be excitement, as if it is ecstasy, and it seems to be sorrow. The intense spiritual fluctuations are like hurricanes in the dark space, and they are endless.
Ding Hao holds the sword and secretly guards.
After a full tea time, everything finally calmed down.
"Ha ha ha, found it, and finally waited until this day, the descendants of the court, finally appeared, my brother, you have a spirit, arranged everything, guide him to come here? You know, I am here I have been waiting for countless years..." The sound in the golden light source gradually calmed down, but it was still difficult to conceal.
The densely touched golden silk tentacles, at this moment, all released Ding Hao and retracted into the light source.
A silence.
The golden light source seems a bit timid and is brewing wording.
Ding Hao can clearly feel that at this time, the spiritual fluctuations of the golden light source are no longer as cold and hostile as before, but become soft and soft.
"Child, I am shocked by you... I don't know if you are here. The long years have made me a little confused..." The sound in the golden light source suddenly became awkward, like a The elders generally have vicissitudes in their voices.
Ding Hao stunned and said: "Who are you...you know me?"
I don't know why, in the moment of my own blood and deep green jade, Ding Hao himself seems to have sensed something in the darkness. Suddenly, this golden light group is intimate, just like a long-lost relative. .
"Child, I am your uncle!" The voice in the golden light source was excited.
"what?"
Ding Hao frowned.
Words are good words, how can it sound like a monk?
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I didn’t have a day and night to catch up with the man’s mind. I thought it was updated last night... To make up for it, today’s three.