Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

"I thought it was weak, but I didn't think of anything." Lingfeng light said, or a face calm. When Wang Ke heard this, she wanted to swear. What's weaker than she thought? You're too good at pretending. If old Wang and grandma don't help me, I'll convince you.

Wang Ke took a look at the guardian God of war behind him, and then said: "this Guardian God of war, after ten thousand years of protection, there is not much left, otherwise it is very difficult to deal with."

Ling Feng does know that the door god has been guarding the ruins for tens of thousands of years without any divine power. If he is at the peak, he will not be able to fight against the door god with Ling Feng's current cultivation. Ling Feng then said: "well, let's go in and have a look, guard the God of war, you come to open the way."

Guardian God of war nodded, and then took the lead to go to the gate, the door is shining with dazzling light, guardian God of war directly went in, Ling Feng and Wang Ke followed. After entering, what Ling Feng saw was a magnificent hall, just like a royal palace. In front of the hall, there were two huge stone statues, which were lifelike and full of powerful momentum. Wang Ke asked with some doubts: "how is this different from the records in ancient books? Where is this?"

According to the records in ancient books, behind the gate guarded by the door god, there should be the treasure Pavilion in the ruins, which is the real opportunity, rather than a hall. Even there is no record of this magnificent hall in ancient books. It seems too strange. Is it wrong in ancient writing.

"No, no, not at all." Wang Ke shook his head and said doubtfully.

"Well? Why don't you say it right Ling Feng asked suspiciously. Since Wang Ke stopped him at the door and told him about the door god, Ling Feng knew that Wang Ke must know a lot about this relic.

"Brother Ling, I came here the last time the ruins were opened. At that time, I got an ancient book and some chances, which made me live nearly 300 years longer. According to the records in the last book, the gate behind the door god is the treasure house, but now we come to a big hall. I'm afraid there's something wrong with it." Wang Ke said anxiously. Before he came in, he checked the ancient books many times, and he was sure that this road was right, that is, the one leading to the treasure Pavilion, and other roads were all small opportunities, but now how could it be changed? It's difficult to say that...

thinking of this, Wang Ke's face became very ugly. He looked at Ling Feng and said: "brother Ling, I'm afraid we're going to go back empty handed this time, it should be the submarine relics All the chances are gone. "

"It's OK. Let's have a look first." Ling Feng light said, he did not show what, and he did not know that this road is leading to the treasure Pavilion, after all, there were so many roads.

Innumerable sanxiu entered the road one after another and collected elixirs at the door, causing countless deaths and injuries. Those who could go to the end were all powerful people.

"I don't know who is the owner here?"

When Wang Ke looked at the magnificent temple, he could feel the pressure, even forced him to kneel down. Wang Ke wanted to use his own spiritual power to block it, but found that he could not do it, even he could not control his legs.

"It's a little strange that the hall is oppressed. You must be right with a common heart, or you can't bear the oppression of the hall. Close your eyes and imagine that this is a thatched cottage."

Ling Feng reminds Wang Ke that when Ling Feng visited the Xuanwu temple in Dongzhou, he also felt this kind of pressure. Wang Ke quickly follows Ling Feng's words, closes his eyes, and constantly tells himself that it's nothing but a thatched cottage. Soon, that kind of coercion disappeared. Wang Ke was relieved.