Chapter 2208: Ancient heritage

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The spiritual thoughts of all the saints were plundered to the place pointed by the other side, but nothing was found in the place where the spiritual thoughts passed.
"What do you mean by this?" Bessie's owner turned back and stared at the saint who said coldly.
"My soul is special and can sense the anomaly of this place. There is a very hidden wave here, I can feel it." The saint does not like the attitude of the other party, but this matter matters, he can only be strong I angered and said nothing.

Abnormal? Concealing fluctuations?
Bessie’s owner sneered and said,
We can’t perceive it, but you can perceive it. Then tell us, what is wrong with this place?

The tone of the owner of Bessie was a bit aggressive, and the owner of Connor was very unhappy. He looked at the saint and said: "The old seven, let some frogs at the bottom of the well see and see."
This sentence obviously refers to the sarcasm of Mulberry, which makes the face of the owner of Bessie ugly, and even the faces of other saints in the Bessi family gradually become gloomy.
The Holy One has begun to seal, and the essential spiritual thoughts have emerged from the sea of ​​knowledge. No one has ever thought about it, but has been staring at the whereabouts of the other.
Time passes by, and the space gathers more and more spiritual thoughts. The Holy One manipulates these spiritual thoughts, which seems to be very difficult, and there is gradually sweat flowing out of his forehead.
Everyone did not speak a word, they were staring nervously there.
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the Holy Spirit's spiritual thoughts were fully released there, only a tremor sounded, and a space spread toward the surrounding.
Just as there is some kind of space ban that has been solved, the space there is constantly distorted, and then an illusory space portal appears. The portal gradually solidified and became a door to the light.
When I saw the door to this space, everyone was stunned.
"Hey, I said that you are not doing a ghost? Look, this thing has already come out! Next you will not tell us, let us go in!" Bessie's owner snorted, yin and yang said.
"You are an idiot, love can't enter!" Connor's owner was too lazy to pay attention to each other's hustle and bustle, staring at the space portal, and asked: "Can you perceive what is inside?"
The saint shook his head and said, "I can't perceive it, only go in and explore."
The owner of Bessie sneered at the side of her arms, and the Norman family was slightly frowning, staring at the portal in front, not knowing what was in mind.
"Who are you going in?" said Connor's owner.
Everyone looks at each other. Obviously no one is willing to go in. After all, this place may be related to the death of nine saints. Whoever enters may die first.

How can there be such a gateway here? Who sealed it here?
said Norman’s owner, frowning.
The former saint who opened the ban said: "In this case, it can't be said that it is deliberately sealed. In this world, there are always some weird things, they will walk through the space, maybe there is a problem with the node. It will appear in some space. To be honest, if it is not my soul, it will not be able to sense this place. Moreover, there is a kind of suspicion in my heart, which may be some kind of lost relic."
"The lost relics, why don't you say that it is a kind of relic?" Bessie's owner sneered.
The saint looked at the owner of Bessie and said, "I don't rule out this possibility. It may be the remains of the ancients. If this is the case, then you can explain why the nine saints will die here. Not necessarily. It is dead, perhaps a very high spatial isolation, which leads to the soul imprint not being able to perceive the existence of the master."
The look of the owner of Bessie has changed. This time, I didn’t speak, but when I looked at the portal in front, my eyes seemed to be hot.
The other saints are also in the heart, but they do not speak out.
In fact, they do not believe that it will be a family of the three major families to count others, because there is absolutely no need for this, and the calculations have long been counted.
The most important thing is strength. No family has the strength to calculate the other two families.
As a result, the other party's explanation is very reasonable, and some kind of relics have appeared.
Perhaps when several people were negotiating things, the space suddenly fluctuated, and then they explored the volatility, found such a portal, and all went in curious.
All the saints no longer spoke, and the eyes stared at the portal in front of them, and the strange light in the eyes flashed.
Looking at the owner of Bessi, who had previously had a wicked face, Connor’s owner sneered with disdain and said,
You, since someone does not believe us, then I suggest that we first send people in and find out.

"That can't be!" said the owner of Bessie immediately: "Who can be sure this is not your plan?"
Connor’s owner said coldly: "What do you want?"
"Going in together!"
The owner of Bessie immediately said that his words quickly became recognized by the Norman family.
If there is a chance in this place, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to get it, and in this case, they can only believe in the existence of the opportunity.
Of course, chances are coexisting with danger!
The forces of the three parties soon negotiated. They sent a saint to go to the situation and the three acted together. If there was any abnormality, they would decisively withdraw.
The staff quickly selected, but before that, in order to consider its fairness, the three people left their soul marks, and placed the soul mark in front of everyone, and then the three went in.
In the space portal, Guanghua flashed and the three figures disappeared.
Everyone stared at the space portal and waited for the three to come back.
Time began to pass, and the moment, the two interest, the three interest, and soon it was a minute.
The soul mark is still intact, and there is no situation for the three.
A quarter of an hour passed and everything was still fine.
The owner of Bessie said with some urgency: "Look at this situation, there is definitely no danger inside..."
However, his voice just fell, but there was a squeaking sound, but the soul of the Holy One belonging to the Norman family was broken, representing the death of the Holy One.
The next words of the Bessie family were forced to go back and the face became unnatural.
Others continue to stare at the two soul imprints, and it is now certain that the nine holy people will die, absolutely related to this place.
It was another quarter of an hour, and the saints belonging to the Connor family were also dead. Then there was only the people of the Bessi family.
"What happened? Why didn't he come back?" Connor's family's face became gloomy and his eyes swept to the owner of Bessie.
"How do I know." Bessie’s owner sneered.
"It’s not a way to go on like this. We don’t know what’s going on inside. We send another person to go in. This time we’re sent to the avatar, and let’s just see what's inside.
Connor's owner said.
This proposal was unanimously endorsed by everyone, and even the owner of Bessie couldn't say anything, so the Connor family came out with a saint who was good at using the avatar.
A detachment walked in, and at the same time passed everything he saw to the deity through the soul projection, and the deity passed these to the space in front of him.
I saw a piece of desolate land in the space, and sometimes there was a gust of wind blowing, rolling up the robes of the avatar.
There is no danger in the surrounding area, and the avatar begins to move forward.
In the process of moving forward, no abnormalities were found. Through the projection of the people, it can be seen that it is a unique space, and the atmosphere is somewhat like the remains.
"You can speed up properly." Connor's owner reminded.
It is a detachment itself, even if it is killed, there is no loss, so the avatar begins to fly at a rapid speed and keep moving forward.
About three minutes later, there was another space in front of the eyes. The space was relatively small, like a ball, appearing in front of him.
In that space, there is a towering black castle, and as the avatar approaches, everyone clearly sees the writing above the castle directly opposite.
Treasure House!
In addition to this discovery, they also saw the saint of the Bessi family. The other side is standing outside the Treasure Pavilion, looking forward to the front and saying, "I am going to be here?"
I saw the closed castle door open, and an indifferent voice sounded. "Through different levels of trials, you can choose different levels of things. If you pass the final trial, you can let the treasure chest recognize the Lord! There are nine levels. Choose your selection level."
"Fourth grade!" The saint can't wait to say: "The nine grades that have just been chosen by the two idiots, there are so good things."
"After the fourth level, only one incomplete sacred soldier can be obtained. Now I will start the trial!" The indifferent voice continued to sound, and only a light was shot from the treasure chest and landed on the saint.
The body of the saint, with the light moving forward, but the latter seems to find something, suddenly turned his head, saw the avatar, flashed a murder in his eyes, "Dare to attack, give me to die!"
Before the body entered the Treasure Pavilion, an energy light shot, falling on the sacred body, forcibly killing the avatar.
The outside world ~EbookFREE.me~ everyone's eyes are a black, nothing can be seen.
The Connor family and the Norman family and the other saints of the two races looked at the home of the Bessie at the same time. The expression was very bad.
"See what I do, what does it have to do with me?" said the owner of Bessie.
"It’s really a good calculation, and it’s too late to let us think that it’s full of danger and we don’t dare to go in. When we leave, you go in.
Connor’s owner smiled sarcastically.
The indifferent words that just sounded in the Treasure Pavilion, they heard very clearly. This is indeed a chance. There are nine levels. The reason why the two of them died will be because they chose the most difficult nine. .
The latter chose four levels. Once successful, it was a disabled sacred soldier.
The success of the fourth level is the sacred sacred soldier. At the fifth and sixth levels, is there a real sacred soldier?
Ancient heritage!
At this moment, everyone thinks so.