Chapter 65 No. 9 Civilization Ruins

In the Amazon jungle of South America, at night, a Qiankun-class intelligent fighter plane was diving down from a high altitude and then slowly landed.

"Is this where the No. 9 civilization ruins are located?" Several gods of war, including Wang Yi, who were about to enter the ruins, looked around.

It was a wasteland in the jungle, and no monsters dared to approach.

And Wang Yixing's fifth-order spiritual power spreads out, and it is easy to find the human stationed base hundreds of meters deep underground.

After the enchanting left, Wang Yi and others were taken into the base by an old man in red robes from the underground elevator.

The arc-shaped alloy wall in front of the base hall cracked, and a circular passage was cracked.

I saw that this circular passage was still alloys for two or three meters at the beginning, and then it was a strange dark brown, as if the roots of a tree were entangled to form a passage.

At the end of the passage, it turned out to be a mirror-like object that was constantly emitting light.

Several gods of war who came here for the first time were shocked.

Only Wang Yi looked at the circular passage silently, thinking in his heart.

"Sign in."

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in, and rewarding the core secret method of the 'Twenty-Four Star Gods' of the Falling Moxing Spiritualist. 】

[Your mind power amplitude has increased. 】

【The number of times you can sign in at this location is: 0】

"Boom!!!"

For a moment, Wang Yi's mind seemed to shake his soul.

A mysterious and incredible force quietly changed the consciousness of his soul.

Countless memories are imprinted in the depths of the soul, as if they had been tempered a thousand times.

In an instant, he mastered the core secret technique of the Black Ink Star called 'Twenty-Four Star Gods'!

And signing in and accepting the power of soul consciousness in front of the circular passage is only a matter of moments, not even a ten thousandth of a second, let alone discovering it.

Wang Yi closed his eyes, opened them again, and took a deep breath.

Originally, after the spiritual power broke through to the planetary level, Wang Yi's mind power amplitude was 8. Although after a period of training, the speed of the mind power amplitude was always very slow.

But now, the secret technique of the spiritual master of the 'Twenty-Four Star Gods' has directly increased the amplitude of Wang Yi's thought power to 24!

The amplitude of the power of thought has tripled at once!

That is to say, he can now control 24 weapons at the same time, and each weapon has reached the maximum attack value!

And the 'Twenty-Four Star Gods', as the core secret technique of the Black Ink Star, although the level is not high, it is still far more powerful than the earth. The attack method of the 'Twenty-Four Star Gods' secret method is even more unpredictable and mysterious, and it has greatly improved Wang Yi's combat effectiveness!

Wang Yi let out a breath.

Sure enough, it's right, this time the harvest is big.

For Wang Yi, the most important thing is the reward that can improve his strength.

The gods of war standing at the entrance of the passage were silent, and Wang Yi walked in first.

Not a word.

The others glanced at each other and followed into the passage one after another, disappearing into the circular mirrors that radiated light.

...

This is a black hall. The top of the hall is a hemisphere. The entire black hall is hundreds of square meters. The fascinated rays of light shot down from the roof of the black hall, making the entire hall look like a dream.

"This is the relic of ancient civilization No. 9?" Wang Yi stood in the hall and looked around. Sure enough, he was the only one.

In fact, all the gods of war who came in appeared alone in a similar hall.

"Warrior and spiritual teacher are two different test channels." Wang Yi understood. In the outside world, the No. 9 civilization relic is divided into a-type channel and b-type channel.

However, they don't know the real secret of the No. 9 civilization ruins.

Suddenly, a misty colored light enveloped Wang Yi.

It lasted about a minute.

"xx, xx, xx..." A rhythmic harsh voice suddenly resounded through the black hall.

"Here." Wang Yi was calm.

Because he knew that this ruins base was actually used by Moxing Moxing to select elite apprentices, especially spiritual teachers. All spiritual teachers who entered here may be injured, but they have not died.

A voice came from the communication watch in his hand - "Alarm, alarm, alarm..."

Then, a crystal rope wrapped Wang Yi into a 'zongzi'.

Wang Yi did not resist and waited patiently.

Soon, it seemed that the detection was over, and all the crystal clear crystal ropes quickly gathered up and merged into the top wall.

At the same time, a large paragraph of words reverberated throughout the black hall. "xxxxxxx, xxxxxxxxx..."

Translated into Chinese: "Congratulations, your brain domain width is 24, greater than 18, and you are eligible to enter the 'elite channel' of this trial base, because this is the first time the elite channel has been opened in 5,000 years, please wait 15 minutes ."

Wang Yi blinked, isn't this the exact same treatment as Luo Feng in the original book, but I'm a planetary-level fifth-order spiritual teacher, and the amplitude of my thoughts has reached 24. Are you too childish?

"xxxxxxx..." A voice echoed in the black hall, and at the same time the walls of the hall began to tremble slowly. Wang Yi looked down at the communication watch, and the communication watch translated a sentence: "Please enter the elite channel."

A bottomless black passage appeared on the wall of the black hall, and there were complicated words next to the passage, which were very similar to a certain paragraph of words displayed on the watch.

Wang Yi took a few glances and flew in.

Soon, nine forks appeared ahead.

Wang Yi chose the fourth channel on the left.

In just a moment, 9 more forks appeared at the end of this fork!

Wang Yi still chose the fourth item from the left.

At the same time, he also scattered his mental power to investigate the surroundings, but he found that the mental power could not penetrate into the walls of the passage, and was isolated.

Soon after, Wang Yi stopped.

A black-robed man wearing a silver-gray mask walked out of the nine forks in front of him and the nine forks behind him.

Wang Yi frowned slightly, these nine men in black robes should be monsters that were brought out from the ruins to assess outsiders, but they gave Wang Yi the feeling that they didn't look like God of War.

"boom!"

Eighteen people in black robes moved together, their figures turned into a blur of light and shadow, and the explosion speed instantly exceeded ten times the speed of sound. Even ordinary planetary-level fifth-order warriors may not have such an explosion speed.

"Death!" Wang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, and a full eighteen flying knives flew out, forming eighteen beautiful arcs, and they all slammed towards one of the black-robed men.

At the same time, he pulled out the sword behind him, stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and the nine-layered thunder sword was instilled under his feet with sevenfold force. With the appearance of the terrifying gas explosion, he had already shot out like an arrow.

"Pong!!!"

The black-robed man who was attacked by Wang Yi's 18 flying knives at the same time, his hands wearing silver-gray gloves directly hit hard, trying to block the astonishingly fast flying knives... But it was obviously a beat slower, in Wang Yi's mind power The eighteen flying knives under the control all skillfully avoided the obstacles of the black robe man, and all bombarded the black robe man with a dull sound. Go out and smashed hard on the passage wall that seemed to be entangled with dark brown tree roots.

call out! call out! call out! call out……

puff! puff! puff! puff...

Before the black-robed man who flew out had time to stabilize his body, his neck was cut like lightning by eighteen flying knives that were chasing after him.

At the level of Wang Yi's own genes, each flying knife was equivalent to the full blow of a planetary-level sixth-order seventh-order spiritual teacher. There were eighteen of them, and they swept through the black-robed man's body fiercely.

With a terrifying cracking sound.

The head of the man in black robe... is broken.