Fourth, three, two, Phantom Carlos

"This is Hex's Palace."

Qin Mo carried the wings of spiritual energy on his back, floating in the air, looking at the ancient ruins in front of him, which were still mostly embedded in the rocks and had not yet been completely born.

The gray diamond skeleton is faintly visible, and the flying buttresses and stone pillars stand tall, like a sharp sword straight into the sky.

From the outside, it's hard to see what's inside the ruins.

"Look, there's the entrance." Suddenly, there was a warrior road, and under a raised rock, the gate was wide and silent.

Shout!!!

In the next second, he rushed towards the palace, the Hex Palace was too famous, and someone had obtained the treasures of the ancient country of Hex, and his combat power increased several times in a short period of time.

"Qin Mo, let's go too!" Tong Shaojun said urgently, his eyes fixed on the pitch-black palace.

Everyone understands what it means for an ancient relic to be born, it is a big opportunity, as long as it can be competed for, it can turn a snake into a dragon and soar into the sky.

"Don't worry." Qin Mo shuddered suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, the ancient palace was like a lurking low-lying beast, and a terrifying aura was permeating.

The transformation team and the warriors of the Yaqi team also stopped in an instant.

"Snort~~~" At the moment when the warrior who was the first to rush into the palace stepped into the palace, the temperature of the entire Hex Palace plummeted, and a terrifying momentum shot out from the palace.

In an instant—

Everyone saw that the ice bombs formed by the condensation of cold ice hit the warrior, and in an instant, the warrior was hit hard, "click~", and the nine magic shield runes shone and rose up, forming a small rune array, forming an earthy yellow defensive cover around him.

And yet—

In an instant, all the movements of the warrior stopped, and the nine magic shield runes were directly shattered, turning into powder and scattering, the warrior began to freeze from his body, and the platinum medals in his palms dimmed, and he didn't even have time to escape, and his face was frozen with a look of horror.

Quiescence!

Deathly silence!

It was the captain of a well-known team, a platinum-level martial artist, although he had not yet comprehended the heroic skills, but his strength was definitely not weak, he had nine magic shield runes to protect his body, but he was killed in an instant under the attack of the ancient ruins, and the nine magic shield runes were damaged.

"The attack just now is, Hextech!" Someone was surprised, cold sweat soaked the combat suit, Hextech!

I've heard of a lot of warriors!

But no one expected that the power of Hextech would be so terrifying, and with just one blow, a heavily armed platinum-level martial artist was killed.

Stop!

No one dared to take a step further.

Tong Shaojun and Xu Rong were also shocked.

"This ancient ruin, defended by Hextech Technology, we don't have a chance to enter it at all." The white warrior of the transformation team, the golden youth who comprehended the anti-feather hero's specialization.

Can't get in!

They still remember the scene of the warrior being killed in an instant just now.

Hex technology, in the Heroic Void Realm, is also a top-notch ancient civilization, although I don't know how many levels of Hex's civilization are contained in this Hex ruins, it can be seen from the platinum-level martial artists who were killed by the first level, they also have to die.

"Someone's coming!"

A figure shot rapidly from the sky, the bright luster flowed, and the terrifying momentum radiated down, it was a middle-aged man with golden curly hair, carrying an ancient sword, his body was even and smooth, and his pupils were also pale gold, descending like a mountain.

"It's the councillor of the Cult of the Gods, Phantom-Carlos!"

Someone was surprised, he recognized it, the middle-aged martial artist is from North America, he is one of the members of the North American Cult of Gods, a diamond-level martial artist, known as the Phantom - Carlos!

That Carlos is a member of the branch of the Cult of the Gods in the Dragon's Lair!

"What are we going to do?" Tong Shaojun looked at Qin Mo Dao, he knew that those big forces had already gotten the news, and knew that there were ancient ruins in the Dragon Canyon, and with their abilities, they had no chance to compete with the big forces, let alone compete, and they didn't even have the qualifications to enter the ancient ruins.

Unless—

The Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion made a move, and they could only rely on the big forces!

"Let's see." Qin Mo instinctively felt that even a diamond-level martial artist would not be able to break through into this Hex Ancient Palace.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Carlos, but Carlos, who had curly blond hair and exuded a powerful momentum all over his body, did not break in easily.

Carlos's face was solemn, and he looked at the entrance of the ancient ruins with his hands folded.

Didn't go in!

With his Carlos's strength, he could naturally clearly sense the horror of the Hex Ancient Palace, and he was alone, and he had no ability to break into it by force.

Phew-

At this moment, like a storm swept through the sky, in the center of the dim storm, a figure levitated, and immediately all the hurricanes dispersed, shrinking into an old man with long brown hair, hooked nose, sunken eyes, and extremely sharp eyes.

"Storm Emperor - Andrew!" Tong Shaojun said solemnly.

Storm King!

From the Pat Temple, one of the three major organizations in Europe, in the era of peace, the European Union is the world's giants alongside North America and China, and in the age of monsters, Europe also gave birth to many powerful warriors, Andrew is one of the diamond-level warriors of the Pat Temple, and is also the strongest warrior in the Dragon's Lair in the Pat Temple.

"Carlos." Andrew, the long-haired brown man, landed and saw Carlos for the first time in his dark eyes.

"The ancient ruins of Hex are still the first palace to be born, and this palace has not yet been officially opened." Andrew's eyes flickered, and he said with a frown.

Hex's Palace, among the currently known ancient ruins, is considered to be more dangerous, not to mention the two of them, even if they are twice as many warriors, they can't forcibly break in, they can only wait for the palace to open itself.

"It turns out that it hasn't officially opened yet, so let's wait." When everyone in the Yaqi clan and the transformation clan heard this, they all nodded.

Soon, Carlos and Andrew left, and everyone knew that they had gone back to gather forces to discuss countermeasures to open the ancient ruins.

As soon as Carlos and Andrew left, the rest of the warriors began to leave.

"Let's go too." Qin Mo said.

In the next few days, Qin Mo could clearly feel that there were many more warriors in the Dragon's Lair City, and all the major forces had received news that there were ancient ruins.

Thunder Martial Arts Hall, Mountain and Sea Martial Arts Hall, Hanmei Martial Arts Hall, Military ...... All the major forces of the Huaxia Kingdom sent deacons to the dragon's lair.

Hex Ruins, once you can get the technological weapons inside, the strength of the major forces will be greatly improved, and no matter which force you are, you will be very greedy.

The Thunder Deacon sent by the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion is Liu Xian!

……

Thunder Martial Arts Branch.

Qin Mo, Fang Chenxue and others also met with Liu Xian.

"The ancient ruins are not opened, we don't have a chance to enter, and we are not in a hurry, the Hero Exchange Tournament will start soon, Qin Mo, are you sure?" Liu Xian glanced at Qin Mo, took a sip of herbal tea, and said with a smile.

To be honest, when Liu Xian saw that there were three free martial artists among Qin Mo's teammates, he didn't have too high expectations for the Moby Dick team, and this time in the Dragon's Lair team, there were many martial arts teams that comprehended the power of heroes.

"Hero Exchange Tournament?" Qin Mo clenched his fists, and immediately stretched out again: "Wait and see." ”