After leaving this research institute, Ling Yun frantically collected all kinds of treasures in this ruin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With the pass, the guards in the ruins not only did not attack him, but some of the guards were even eager to help him show the way, but most of these guards were dead creatures, some puppets without intelligence.

As for those reformed beings who had an independent consciousness, he did not encounter any of them.

All kinds of weapon blueprints, all kinds of alchemy scrolls, all kinds of alchemy materials, metals, ores, elemental crystals, and power stones can all be found in this ruin, and there are quite a few of them.

Although many things have been discarded due to improper storage, there are still many valuable things that have been preserved, and Ling Yun has taken them all away.

Searching all the way, the originally empty Soul Cultivation Ring was almost filled with all kinds of precious materials and treasures, but Ling Yun had always had the habit of keeping storage rings, so the dozens of extra storage rings on his body also came in handy.

"Hey, where is this, why isn't it recorded?" Ling Yun stood outside a bland room, a little surprised.

This place is very close to the control room, and the description on the map is becoming clearer, and even the ventilation ducts and escape routes in the control room are also recorded in detail, but there is no record here.

"Could it be a treasure room?" Ling Yun opened the eyes of the terrain, wanting to peek behind the door

But this door and the surrounding walls were carved with magic formations, and the Eye of the Terrain could not peep into it at all, nor could the spiritual power pierce into it.

However, this also indirectly illustrates the importance of what is in the room.

In the vast majority of rooms in this ruin, there are no similar magic formations, so Ling Yun can first spy through the Eye of Terrain to see if there are any transformed life existences inside, or if there are any treasures inside, only a very small number of more important rooms are engraved with magic formations, and his harvest in it is also rich, so Ling Yun has no intention of letting go of this room.

"Locked?" After twisting the doorknob, Ling Yun found that the room had been locked from the inside.

"It's locked from the inside, and there is no keyhole, and there is no scanner, so how can you get into this room, is it difficult to break down the door violently?"

Ling Yun was very surprised, this room did not have a keyhole, and it was locked from the inside, how did the existence of the locked door come out, could it be that he was trapped in it all the time?

Instead of breaking down the door, he went back to the control room to see if there was any record of the room or something that could give him a hint.

After searching for nearly an hour, Ling Yun didn't find any clues, but found a lot of energy stones.

Boom Boom!

"What the hell is behind it, so hard......" Ling Yun's eyes widened, and he was very surprised that this door had not left a trace after being attacked several times in a row.

Just when he was at a loss, there was a sudden movement in the room.

The keen Ling Yun instantly caught this strange movement, and hurriedly knelt down to the door, first to hear if the sound came from inside.

Boom!

The door suddenly opened.

Ling Yun took a few steps back, then pinched the pass, ready to teleport to one of the ruins.

He didn't know what was in there, and what was in danger, so he had to guard against it.

"Come in, Inheritor, I have no ill will!" A voice with the vicissitudes of time sounded, startling Ling Yun.

Ling Yun squinted slightly, and through the darkness, he saw a middle-aged man in a beautiful uniform and a crown standing in the depths of the room, staring at him.

"Who are you, why should I believe you......" Ling Yun asked a question that seemed extremely stupid.

Swish!

Suddenly, a powerful suction force came out of the middle-aged man's hand, sucking Ling Yun into the room.

The moment he entered the room, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, he originally wanted to observe the middle-aged man's reaction by questioning, and then decide whether to enter this room or not.

"Outsiders...... How did you get here! When the middle-aged man saw Ling Yun, he was very surprised, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, and a powerful momentum struck out from him and hit Ling Yun.

Under strong oppression, Ling Yun was forced to tell the 'truth'.

He recounted how he had found the pass, but he did not explain the purpose of his visit.

"I see...... It seems that there is indeed a traitor inside......" The middle-aged man's tone relaxed a little, and then he fell into deep thought alone.

Ling Yun was in a dilemma now, he didn't know what to do, so he could only stay quietly by the middle-aged man's side, not daring to make any excessive moves.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, he suddenly found that the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly began to change, the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, and finally turned into a skeleton, with dark red flames floating in his eyes, which looked extremely weird.

"Too much time was wasted...... the middle-aged man shook his head, then looked up at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun didn't have a trace of fear, and boldly looked at him.

Under the gaze of each other, the middle-aged man's eyes, that is, the two dark red flames, were like the boundless sea, ethereal, and after Ling Yun's sharp divine light looked into it, it was as if he saw that the vast starry sky was full of mist, and the future was promising, but full of unknowns.

"You ......" The middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it first, and quickly shifted his gaze, and his body involuntarily slowed down a few times.

If this scene had been placed tens of thousands of years ago or earlier, it would have shocked many powerful beings.

The middle-aged man's identity is extraordinary, and his strength is rare in the world, and the existence that can ease his body is less than ten fingers in the world.

"Okay, just your background is enough to inherit this relic and become the master here......," the middle-aged man said with some excitement, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, which had turned into a bone, and pointed it at Ling Yun's mind.

A larger wave of memories poured into Ling Yun's mind, with Ling Yun's brain capacity at this time, he couldn't even accept one millionth of these memory fragments, but the middle-aged man seemed to have some kind of special means to constantly expand Ling Yun's brain capacity, so that he could receive these precious memories.

This is the harvest of the demigod clan for hundreds of thousands of years and the most important inheritance memory, since Ling Yun has been selected by him as the successor, he must keep these things in his mind at all.

As time passed, the middle-aged man's figure became more and more dim, and the flame in his pupils was also shaky, and could be extinguished at any time. (To be continued.) )