"Are you everywhere? In addition, there will be no less than twenty ruins opened by the core of the secret realm. Blood bats, if you send the order, I must get more than ten teleportation tokens before I can get that thing smoothly.
grasp."
The charming and glory in the pupils of the blood-red long-haired young man was even more serious.
"The blood bat obeys the order. But..." A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the figure in the blood-robed robe.
"You are my highness's brother. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it." The young man with long-haired hair, also known as the Demon Prince in the mouth of the blood bat, showed a hint of family affection on his face.
The blood bat looked upright, and he bowed his head and said, "I dare not, Your Highness, the Demon Son, you just have an unknown matter. If you enter the underground dragon tomb, don't you just need a teleportation order? Why did Your Highness get ten? This time
The secret realm of Tianlong is opened, and the four major countries of the seven holy lands of Shinto. Each force has sent out an elite team. It is probably difficult to get ten teleportation talismans..."
"Besides... As your identity as the Demon Prince, I'm afraid you can't be open and honest. What kind of luck will you compete with the power of Shinto to compete with the power of Shinto?"
"Haha..." Hearing the blood bat's words, the demon blew laughed, "Do you think that this sect has been devoted to the arrangement for many years to be a mere unnecessary name? What kind of luck is a son of false name, just a false name, for this
What’s the use of the Zong’s rise again?”
"Then we worked hard, is it for?" The blood bat was puzzled.
"We are looking for something that has been lost for tens of thousands of years... As for what it is, I cannot tell you. As long as I get that thing, the rise of my sect is just around the corner...and..."
His Highness the Demonic bounced his finger, and a circle of transparent mental shocks were emitted. After sensing that there was no abnormality around, a red light flashed in his eyes and he whispered, "The Sect Master has been in charge of this for many years.
Many holy places and national forces have laid many foreshadowings. This time, many people will also enter the secret realm of the Tianlong. I want you to contact someone..."
"Who is it? What is it? Which force belongs to?" Blood Bat asked, bowing.
"I don't know which force he belongs to, and I don't know what his name is. When you see this sign, you will understand."
His Highness the Demon Son quietly pinched a hand, and a pattern suddenly turned into a blood bat.
The pattern was very blurry at the beginning, but gradually became clear, forming a round figure that looked like a petal...
In a flash, the graphics shattered and disappeared.
"Did you see clearly?" asked His Highness the Demonic.
"It's clear."
The blood bat nodded in surprise.
"Okay, go." His Highness the Demon Son slowly closed his bloody eyes.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
The blood bat bowed and retreated several feet later, and suddenly thrust into the air. Its body turned into a huge blood-colored bat. After flapping its wings, it disappeared into the sky...
...
I soon approached the location of the temple. This temple was extremely large and radiant in a circle. However, it was built for a long time and was very dilapidated on all sides. Not only was there dust everywhere, but there were signs of collapse in some places.
.
At the entrance of the temple, there is a high platform, one of which has a unique astronomy pattern, emitting a dreamy light.
On one side of the platform, there are seven light columns that cannot be seen at first sight, which intersect with the pattern of the star disk below to form a huge cyclone.
It seemed to communicate with another world, and waves of obscure fluctuations shone everywhere with the light.
The three of them stopped in front of the platform, and Zhen Wan's eyes showed a little more caution and said, "Ye Feng, Miss Tang, this cyclone should be a passage to enter the ancient ruins. Maybe the three of us will be separated for the time being."
"Why?" Ye Feng asked strangely.
"The classics have records that only by passing the test can we enter ancient ruins. Everyone must complete this test independently. The cyclones here will teleport us separately. But it doesn't matter. As long as you can pass the test, everyone can meet in it.
.” Zhen Wan explained.
"How is it? Go in?"
"certainly!"
Ye Feng shook Tang Chuxue's hand, and the latter nodded firmly.
Since we have arrived at the entrance to the ancient ruins, how could we not seize such an opportunity?
Every time the underground dragon tomb is opened, the number of people entering will not be large. Only those who receive the teleportation order are qualified. Whether or not they can enter the underground dragon tomb is crucial to the "son of luck".
"Get in. I'll do it first!"
After saying this, Zhen Wan quickly swept towards the cyclone, and her figure disappeared in an instant.
"Chuxue, don't worry about whether you can get benefits. Everything should be based on protecting yourself." Ye Feng looked at Tang Chuxue with a heavy weight and said.
"Don't worry, I won't be reckless." Tang Chuxue nodded calmly, suddenly smiled, and said, "I'm not as unbearable as you think..."
Seeing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. After looking at Tang Chuxue, he moved his body and plunged into a cyclone...
Ye Feng's eyes were bright and dark, and the light shone, and a little dizzy. When he completely stabilized, he had already found himself in a strange place.
This is a small space, with cages on both sides, but a layer of gray fog in the middle, with a view of only a few feet.
Ye Feng stood there and used his mental power to feel it a little. There was a strange wave of vitality in the gray fog, and even his mental power could not reach far.
"What the hell is this?"
He originally tested why, but looking at the current situation, it seems that this is not the case.
In this case, this must have another effect in the gray mist that can suppress the vision of the spiritual consciousness.
With all his energy inspiration, Ye Feng carefully observed the surroundings.
There was a hazy place in front, back, left and right, just like being in a sea of clouds, mountains and fog. Even if he stimulated his mental power with all his strength, he would not feel anything.
This strange feeling of being in an unknown area and not being able to see anything clearly made Ye Feng feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
And it is obvious that the teleportation array is very mysterious, and it passes each warrior into an independent space. As Zhen Wan said, the assessment in ancient ruins can only be completed independently. To pass the assessment, you must rely entirely on your own.
ability.
Since that's the case, you can't stay here anymore, as it will only waste time.
While observing the surroundings carefully, he walked slowly towards them.
The gray fog sea in front of him kept rolling, and the fluctuations of vitality emitted were getting stronger and stronger.
Just as Ye Feng stepped into a certain range, a heart-pounding roar suddenly came, and the sea of fog rolled. All the gray fog condensed into a tall earth demon puppet, pounced at Ye Feng with his teeth and claws.