"The last 2 hours? This No. 9 ancient ruin, it seems that there is still a time limit for opening"

Xiang Qian said secretly in his heart, and at the same time remained calm, and entered the silver-gray elevator with the other seven God of War powerhouses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The red-robed old man pressed the elevator button! The elevator door closed, and then the silver-gray elevator began to start descending

"Sneer~~~"

The passage quickly closed and closed, and the wasteland deep in the Amazon jungle was calm again! But even so, none of the many mutant beasts roaming in the Amazon jungle dared to approach it!

Wow!

The elevator doors open.

What appeared in front of me was a black hallway cast of alloy with fluorescent lamps in the hallway.

"Everyone, welcome to the human base of Ancient Ruins 9. The old man in the red robe spoke fluent Chinese, and then fluent English: "Now we are all in a hurry, so we won't nag, everyone, follow me!"

The red-robed old man was in front, and Xiang Qian and eight others followed.

In the black corridor, along the way, through a full nine levels, and finally came to an empty hall of hundreds of square meters, in which nearly 100 humans from all over the earth gathered, most of them in front of the computer.

"Welcome to the eight gods of war!"

"Gods of War, I wish you all to come out alive!"

"GO!GO!GO!Come back and pop champagne for the networkers to celebrate!"

Many of the personnel in this underground base were too excited, but Xiang Qian and the other eight people remained calm, and the red-robed old man next to him smiled: "Don't pay attention to this group of guys, they have been underground for too long one by one, and it is rare to see outsiders, so they are all more excited." Alright, eight, are you ready?"

One time in Chinese and one time in English.

Xiang Qian's eight people didn't say anything, just stared at him.

"Very good, open the entrance passage!" shouted the red-robed old man.

Click~~~~

The curved alloy wall in front of the hall cracked, creating a circular passageway.

"What!"

"Oh my God!" The eight gods of war who had been sinking looked at this circular passage in shock, their eyes were full of horror, and Xiang Qian could not hide his shock, only to see that this circular passage was still alloy at the beginning of two or three meters, but it was ...... inside It's a strange black-brown color, like a dead tree root entangled to form a channel.

At the end of the passage, there is a mirror that constantly emits light, maybe it is a mirror.

"Walk all the way down the passage and enter the glowing mirror, which is not actually a mirror, but the entrance to the Ancient Ruins of No. 9!"

"Eight gods of war, I wish you all to come out alive!" The red-robed old man looked at Xiang Gan and the other eight people, and the people in the empty hall also looked at Xiang Qian and the eight of them.

The eight gods of war were slightly silent.

"Everyone. Xiang Qian walked directly to the passage: "I'll go in first." ”

"Let's go!"

“GO！”

Xiang Qian walked in the first place, and the gods of war walked into the passage one after another.

"Click~~"

The alloy wall of the passage behind him was closed, and there was no turning back-the road stepped on the strange passage formed by the entanglement of the black and brown old tree roots under his feet, and a strange smell permeated, Xiang Qian's nose sniffed: "Well, this smell comes from the roots of the lucky tree?

Only when the black suit is close can you smell a faint but permanent smell.

"Glowing mirror?ruin entrance?" Xiang Qian looked ahead, exuding a circle of light, "Brother Xiang Qian, good luck." Tuoba Yan next to him shouted.

"Good luck to you, too!"

Xiang Qian laughed, and without the slightest hesitation, he took a step directly and entered the glowing circular mirror. The mirror was like rippling water, easily engulfing Xiang Gan.

"I'll come next. ”

A black man spoke his native dialect, gritted his teeth, and stepped into the round mirror."

One by one...... Eight people, all in.

This is a black hall, the top of the hall is hemispherical, the entire black hall is hundreds of square meters, and the light of dreams shoots down from the roof of the black hall, making the whole hall look dreamlike.

"This is the Nine Ruins?"

Xiang Qian stood in the hall, looked around, and his face changed slightly: "What about the others?"

At the same moment, Tuoba Yan and the other seven gods of war also appeared in the other black halls, and the structure of each black hall was exactly the same.

"It's an ancient ruin. ”

"I stepped in, and in a blur, I stepped into the hall. And they are scattered with the others!" Tuoba Yan looked around curiously, in fact, before they came, they also knew that each god of war had a different encounter inside, and the difficulty of the encounter was also different.

One by one, a dreamy light shrouded the Tuoba Rock.

"XXXXXX" A complex string of sounds rang out in the hall.

"Thankfully, there is translation software. Tuoba Yan looked down at the communication watch in his hand, and in just two seconds, the translated pronunciation came from the communication watch, one by one, 'Please enter the A model channel', and the ancient language that matched the pronunciation also appeared on the screen of the communication watch.

The black hall was slowly shaking, and after about half a minute, a black passage appeared, and there were complex words next to the passage.

"Hey, the text is the same, this should be the A type channel. Anyway, it's just such a passage!" Tuoba Yan walked directly towards the passage, and when he entered, the passage of the entire black hall instantly blurred and disappeared.

It can be said that at the same time, seven of the eight gods of war followed the passage and entered the depths of the ancient ruins.