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For this point, although Wang Chen was puzzled, he couldn't find the reason, but he just thought that something might be wrong. Please use the pinyin domain name of Biquge to visit wèn, after all, we have reached the third-order demon beast, where will we not condense the demon pill.

However, at this moment, seeing that this sixth-order demon beast that had been killed by the Great Elder did not even have a demon pill, Wang Chen immediately realized the problem.

Is Yan Yue the same as this demon beast? Is it the kind of demon beast that does not condense the demon pill? What is going on? Why doesn't this strange demon beast know itself? What is Yan Yue's identity? At this moment, Wang Chen's mind was full of doubts.

With doubts, the group continued to move forward! On the way, they encountered dozens of waves of demon beasts, and except for two of these demon beasts, which were fifth-order demon beasts, the rest were all sixth-order demon beast levels. There is no doubt about the strength.

However, it's a pity that the combination they have now is nothing at all. Even Dongfang Niu Hao doesn't need to make a move, he can do it with two elders.

In this regard, Wang Chen sighed secretly, sure enough, this ancient place is really not something that anyone can enter. Without the strength of the imperial warrior, coming in is just looking for death. If he hadn't happened to meet Dongfang Niu Hao and the two elders this time, he would have died many times. Especially in this place, any demon beast is a fifth-order demon beast, a sixth-order demon beast, and there will even be a seventh-order demon beast in the back! These demon beasts are not at all something that Wang Chen can resist.

At the same time, Wang Chen was also surprised, these demon beasts here were all demon beasts that he had never seen or heard of! And these demon beasts had a common characteristic, that is, they did not have demon pills.

Although the level is very high, it has not condensed the demon pill. This made Wang Chen puzzled. At the same time, not only Wang Chen, but even the two elders also had strange faces. Only Dongfang Niu Hao looked indifferent and did not react.

Killing a sixth-order high-level demon beast again, the group quickly swept forward, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the center of this plain.

And when the group came here, they all stopped, with a shocked look on their faces.

Ahead, the scene that appeared gave way to Wang Chen's heart, and he was shocked beyond measure.

I saw that at this moment, a hundred meters ahead, the core area of this plain presented a scene of connecting heaven and earth at this moment.

In the center, a cyan altar appeared! The altar was in the shape of a square, hundreds of meters long, hundreds of meters wide, and dozens of meters high!

Around the altar, a transparent protective shield was shrouded, and the waves and lights in the protective shield flowed, with a majestic aura of energy, protecting the altar in it, as if to prevent a qiē thing from entering it.

In the center of the altar, a seven-colored divine light rushes out of the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, like a divine pillar standing up to the sky and the earth, with a majesty from the ancient wilderness, which makes people can't help but have the urge to worship.

Within the divine light, tiny floating dots floated and swirled there, like countless starlight flashing, beautiful.

Seeing this scene, the group's eyes widened, but they didn't expect that there was such a place hidden in the Middle Ages.

What a momentum, what a magnificence! After thousands of years of wind and rain, this altar is still extremely majestic, as if it had just been built. Especially the colorful divine light in the middle, it is even more terrifying. Thousands of years have not had the slightest impact on this altar.

Treasure of the Middle Ages! The Great Elder was the first to come back to his senses and exclaimed loudly.

Hearing the Great Elder's words, Wang Chen hurriedly squinted his eyes and looked towards the altar.

I saw that at this moment, at the very center of the altar, at the highest point, around the seven-colored divine light, weren't there exactly five or six things levitating?

These five or six small things suspended around the divine light are the core and most important good things in the Middle Ages. It's exactly what everyone dreams of.

Prince Lu, they are fast! Dongfang Niu Hao pouted and muttered.

At this moment, under the altar, there were a few figures standing faintly, weren't they Prince Lu and the others who were the first to enter the core of the Middle Ages?

The yellow robe and the multicolored gold crown on his head made people recognize his identity at a glance.

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder did not hesitate, and called towards Wang Chen and the others.

The core of the Middle Ages was already in front of everyone's eyes, and where would he allow such an opportunity to be missed before his own eyes, and where would he allow others to get ahead of him.

The next moment, the group swung the degree to the extreme and rushed towards the altar.

In a short distance of 100 meters, in an instant, everyone had already arrived in front of the altar.

Standing in front of the altar, you can appreciate the horror and majesty of this altar.

This altar is like a mountain, like a big mountain, standing in front of everyone's eyes, and the majestic aura affects everyone all the time. Let people have an urge to worship, let people have an urge to prostrate. This is the purest power, this is the purest breath. It is also the most hegemonic power.

Seeing that Dongfang Niuhao and his party also came here, they were greeted by Prince Lu, who had just arrived here.

Since Dongfang Niu Hao showed the strength of the sect martial artist, no one present dared not respect him. The martial artists of the sect are in the northern frontier, which is the heaven and the earth, and no one can disobey their will. Rao is a top imperial warrior like Prince Lu, one of the top ten masters in Northern Xinjiang, and he does not dare to slack off.

Well, the core of the Middle Ages, yes, you are not slow to come! Dongfang Niu Hao pursed his lips and carried the bottle of wine gourd lightly.

In addition to Prince Lu, there were six or seven other people present. Blood Demon, the patriarch of the Black Flame Family, Li Tianqiu, and two black-clothed warriors that Wang Chen didn't know. Naturally, the people of the three major sects of the Agni Fire Sect, Donglin Mountain, and Yuehua Sect in Northern Xinjiang also had their own imperial warriors arriving here.

Counting the arrival of Wang Chen and his party of four at this moment, at this moment, a total of twelve people gathered in front of the altar!

From nearly 1,000 people who were preparing to enter the Middle Ages, to less than 100 people who entered the Middle Ages, to less than 20 people after passing the illusion, and finally to 15 people after passing the magma! I don't know how much blood has been shed for this medieval realm.

At this moment, obviously, Prince Lu and the others had just arrived at this altar, and they had not been able to break through this protective shield, otherwise, where would they still be waiting here.

After everyone greeted Dongfang Niu Hao, they all put their eyes on this altar.

The distance was very close, and everyone could clearly see the five treasures suspended around the multicolored divine light at the top of the altar. Everyone showed greed and madness in their eyes at this moment.

Finally came to this place, finally saw the treasures in the Middle Ages, how could they calm down?

At this moment, everyone's breathing became heavy.

At the same time, everyone subconsciously took a few steps away from the people around them, full of defense.

At this point, the moment of the strictest internal fighting appeared. Five treasures, no one is willing to give up, of course they all want to get them, but there are twelve people present, which means that at least seven people will not be able to obtain these things. This competition is destined to be brutal.

And at this moment, Wang Chen, who was the weakest in the crowd, stood in a daze, looking directly at the altar with his eyes, looking at the colorful divine light, at this moment, Wang Chen's expression was dull and his eyes were empty.

For he felt the throbbing in his heart grow stronger as he approached the altar, as if something was about to break through the ground.

Looking at the altar, Wang Chen's heart seemed to have been still, and for some reason a heart-rending desolation spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body for no reason, and this feeling made him a little overwhelmed.

Looking at that multicolored divine light, it seemed that there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in it, and as this feeling became more and more intense. Wang Chen's heartache also became more and more intense, as if someone was constantly cutting his heart with a knife.

The throbbing that came from the depths of his blood and soul made Wang Chen's mind blank. The faint summoning and traction he felt before became even more violent, and that strong ** seemed to remind Wang Chen to let him go forward, go forward, and then merge into the divine light.

This kind of ** comes from the depths of the bloodline, from the depths of the soul, so that Wang Chen even involuntarily walked forward, wanting to integrate into this altar, wanting to integrate into the divine light!

Boy, what are you going to do? Just when Wang Chen was hesitant and confused, and subconsciously walked towards the front, an angry shout from beside him pulled Wang Chen back to reality and brought him back to his senses. At the same time, a hand had already pulled on Wang Chen's shoulder, making him unable to take half a step.

Suddenly, Wang Chen's heart trembled fiercely, that feeling disappeared suddenly, and the previously dull eyes instantly returned to his senses, and his face showed a trace of horror.

At this moment, he was already standing on the edge of this protective shield, and he was only one step away from touching this protective shield.

What was going on just now? What was the feeling just now? Looking at the divine light in front of him, Wang Chen's mind was in chaos.

What does it feel like, why do you feel this way about this divine light? Why did he have a heart-wrenching pain, why did he feel that the divine light was the most important thing to him?

At this moment, standing in front of the altar, even if he had come back to his senses, Wang Chen was still in a trance, and the feeling was no longer as illusory and ethereal as before, but became strong and real.

Really save zài.

Boy, are you alright?" came the Great Elder's worried inquiry again.

After Wang Chen forcibly got rid of that feeling, he immediately showed a wry smile: It's okay!!

Having said that, at this moment, Wang Chen's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and the whole person was uneasy, how could the Great Elder not see this.

Boy, don't go in here. Just wait here! Let's just go in and deal with it! Dongfang Niu Hao also came to Wang Chen's side and said in a deep voice.

After entering the core of the Middle Ages, Wang Chen's appearance was too abnormal, along the way, he was confused, his expression was strange, and he even did some unbelievable things to make these people feel at ease.

What was wrong with him? Was he injured? Or was he not feeling well? Or was he worried about the hot moon left behind?

They don't know. The only thing that is known is that the next battle will be extremely fierce, and a big fight is inevitable. The people present were all powerful imperial warriors, and Wang Chen, a venerable martial artist, was not capable of participating in such a battle.

So, it might be best to keep him here.

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