Chapter 120: The Ninth Level

At this moment, there are not many stone statues left, and the stone statues that have stopped attacking seem to be pregnant with something in their strange position.

The spiritual light no longer condensed on the stone statue, and countless spiritual lights condensed above everyone's heads, and the next moment it directly evolved into a picture.

When Wang Ren saw this picture, he was shocked in his heart, and immediately began to shout: "Run, don't be under this pattern." ”

Wang Ren directly dragged Lan Bing'er and Zhang Weijie outside, and the speed was so fast that Wang Ren had to do it.

This pattern is so familiar that Wang Ren can't forget it no matter what.

This is exactly the pattern on Ye Hongying's body that night.

Spirit Pact Totem!

These stone statues can actually depict spirit pact totems!

The three of them swept out of the covered area of the pattern at great speed, and Wang Ren did not look back, but ran straight forward, and did not stop until he could no longer see those stone statues.

"What's that?"

Zhang Weijie asked curiously, he felt the throbbing of his soul at a glance at the pattern in the air, and the fear from the depths of his soul. Looking back on it now, I still have a little palpitations.

Wang Ren took a breath and said, "That's a spirit contract totem, which can force others to sign contracts and turn others into slaves for their own drive. I didn't expect to come across anything like this here. ”

"What's next?"

After seeing the unusualness here, Lan Bing'er became more cautious in her heart, and every step needed to be taken well, because every step was unknown.

"We need to hurry away, or it won't be good to be overtaken by those who are enslaved. ”

The road leads straight and looks like a cave ahead, but the huge hill looks like a tomb.

The entrance to the cave is another door, which looks similar to the one where you first entered the place of trial, depicting a variety of birds and animals, but the difference is that these birds and beasts are maintaining a posture of worship.

The three of them looked in the direction, and the birds and beasts were worshipping a "man" sitting on a throne. The carving of the stone gate clearly shows that the person on the throne is not human, but has pointed ears like the stone statue behind it.

Wang Ren pointed to the "person" on the throne and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Lan Bing'er said: "This should be a race different from the human race, I think this place of trial is left by this race." ”

Zhang Weijie said: "This is the elf family, and the stone statues behind are all from the elf family, and their pointed ears are the most prominent feature." ”

"Elves?"

"Yes, I've read some ancient books that have an introduction to the elves. Elves have many forms, and this humanoid pointed ear is their final form. All people in the world are the spirits of all things, but in fact, the origin of the real spirit is this elf race. ”

Lan Bing'er observed for a while and said, "This stone door can be opened!"

When the three of them were about to push open the door, they found that there was still cultivation on their bodies, and everything was in the beginning state, and it had just begun to enter the place of trial.

Just as the three of them were worrying about how to open the stone door, the stone door suddenly opened.

When the door opened, the Spirit of the Rules was waiting for the three of them on the other side.

"Congratulations on passing the eighth level, stepping through this door will lead you to the ninth level, but there is no reward. ”

The Spirit of the Rules looked at the three of them and smiled.

Yes, I said with a smile.

The three of them felt the mood swings of this spirit of the rules, and it seemed to have life.

Seeing that the door frame was only one step away from him, Wang Ren did not step over in a hurry.

Instead, he asked, "Why can't I reach you before, and I can't quit?"

"It's not too late to retreat. ”

The body of the spirit of rules was a little condensed, and the pointed ears were the hallmark of the elf clan, looking at Wang Ren with a faint smile on his face at this moment.

Zhang Weijie asked curiously at the moment: "Are you dead or alive?"

"As you can see, I'm neither dead nor alive. ”

The Spirit of the Rules didn't show the slightest anger, still with a faint smile. Then he said, "The ninth level is the last level, after which you will be able to go out and get a great reward." You will still be able to get out, but you will forget everything in the trial, and you will not get anything. ”

Zhang Weijie was a little surprised that this spirit of rules was able to probe into his heart.

The Spirit of Rules then waved his hand, and a curtain of light appeared next to it, saying, "When you step here, you can just quit, but you won't get anything, and what you know now and what you don't have time to learn will be forgotten." ”

Just as a few people were hesitating, the group of people behind them rushed over, their eyes all emitting white light, and they were all under control.

Seeing this, the Spirit of Rules stretched out his hand, and the group of people disappeared directly.

"What did you do to them?"

Wang Ren was shocked, the methods of this rule spirit were really terrifying, and in an instant, these people all disappeared.

"They will be the king's most loyal supporters, the conquests. It's their glory, and they should be proud of their choice. ”

The Spirit of the Rules has a reverent expression, and his hands are performing a standard salute with the utmost respect.

"King, what king?"

Wang Ren was surprised, and he didn't pay much attention to these deaths. And the so-called king in the mouth of the spirit of the rules attracted Wang Ren's attention.

"Alright, the choice is in front of you. ”

The Spirit of Rules' body floated backwards, looking at the three fists and said lightly.

The three of them gestured to each other, and then stepped directly into the entrance of the ninth level.

Withdrawing is not a Sanrao character, unless it is a last resort.

After stepping in, you will be greeted by a black and red emptiness, gloomy, desolate, and tragic.

The void is constantly suppressed, but this depression cannot be dissipated, as if it has turned into an entity, layer after layer.

Above the ground is one scorched gloom after another, without any greenery, and everywhere you see is desolate and vicissitudes.

Rusty weapons and shattered armor were scattered around, and there were a number of corpses left in the depths.

Most of the bones were buried suddenly, and the exposed part emitted a streamer, seemingly showing no signs of being corroded by the years.

The depressing emptiness is constantly falling, black and oppressive. A few hints of deep red in the black clouds looked very strange.

Wang Ren seems to have seen this scene, but he doesn't know where he has seen it.

It's this familiar and unfamiliar feeling again, and Wang Ren hates it.

Suddenly I felt very depressed and dull. There seemed to be an endless darkness coming towards him, and this darkness was so familiar that it was about to swallow itself.