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Chapter 209 Candidate

Chase Lu?

Xu Ming thought of Chase Lu first, but it was obvious that the numbers on the base were not newly engraved.

And he really couldn't figure out what the four strange numbers Lu Chenke meant here.

Xu Ming subconsciously touched these four numbers lightly with his hands, and a strange feeling that had been honed over the years suddenly came to his heart.

From this, he can be sure that these four numbers may have stood for thousands of years.

With the existence of these four strange numbers, Xu Ming immediately stopped thinking about the whole matter with his previous thinking.

If it is said that the appearance of the cave through the boundary exposed his world to the front of the myriad worlds and nine states, but why does this statue of a strange beast that has existed for at least a thousand years in the ruins of the Immortal Emperor have Arabic numerals on it that modern people are familiar with.

Weird, unspeakably weird.

What kind of place is this so-called Immortal Emperor's Ruins? The strange feeling in Xu Ming's heart continued unabated along with the howling of beasts one after another.

Afterwards, Xu Ming carefully inspected the statue of the alien beast. Unfortunately, except for the four somewhat abrupt numbers, he found nothing new.

As for these four numbers, in Xu Ming's view, it was obvious that someone had engraved them hastily.

Engrave it?
As soon as Xu Ming thought of this, he pulled out the black hatchet from the scabbard at his waist.

First, he bowed respectfully to the statue of the black beast, and whispered.

excuse me! !

Then he slashed at the statue, dazzling sparks flew, and Xu Ming's hand hurt even more from the backlash.

But he found that his knife failed to leave even the slightest trace on the statue of the alien beast.

Not even a single white mark was left, which made him startled.

This hatchet of mine was handed down by the farmer himself, and it is supposed to be sharp enough, but it still can't leave marks on the statue.

This made him wonder what kind of sharp sword the man who could carve these four numbers held in his hands.

Xu Ming didn't give up when he thought of this, because he remembered that there was still a weapon in his square inch ring that he hadn't used for a long time.

The alloy saber that devoured the golden sand in the Zhaixing Tower, since the four numbers belong to his own world, it can be proved that this alloy saber that also belongs to his own world may bring him different results.

When he thought of this, Xu Ming didn't hesitate.

While putting away the hatchet, he flipped his hand over to hold the alloy saber with pale golden lines in his hand.

This time, he didn't use all his strength as before, but instead carefully slashed across the base of the beast statue with the tip of his knife.

An incredible scene appeared, the tip of the alloy war knife left a strong stroke on the base of the beast statue like a knife cutting tofu.

Xu Ming couldn't believe that deep scratch.

With this, he can confirm a thing that is enough to make him think carefully, that is, there may be people on earth like himself who came to this fairy emperor ruins thousands of years ago, and even used weapons mixed with heretical metal alloys. These four strange Arabic numerals are inscribed on it.

Millennium ago?

Xu Ming is just calculating, and the exact time is unknown.

The only thing that is certain is that this so-called Immortal Emperor's ruins had already been visited before he and Chen Lu came in.

And the identities of these people are actually from the earth just like them.

Xu Ming suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at the strange beast here. This time, he saw his way out from the fierce eyes of the strange beast.

Following his eyes, he saw that he was looking at one of the five forked roads.

Although his eyes were fierce, they were also a little more determined.

Seeing this, Xu Ming bowed and clasped his fists.

"Thank you"

He didn't know the origin of this strange beast statue, but with its help, he seemed to have found a seemingly good path.

After quietly writing down the four numbers, Xu Ming walked on one of the forked roads following the eyes of the strange beast.

The moment Xu Ming stepped onto that forked road, a cold and ruthless word suddenly came to his ears.

"876 candidates, appear."

With such an abrupt sound, Xu Ming couldn't help but think of the Wanjie like group in his mobile phone.

There is a sense of technology that does not belong to this world everywhere in this immortal emperor's ruins, which makes Xu Ming look forward to what will appear in front of him even more.

He didn't look back, but continued to walk forward.

It felt like I was stepping on a soft and comfortable carpet under my feet. It's just that such a comfortable and good day has not been long.

On the ground was a long trail of blood that formed dragging traces. After ten years of killing, Xu Ming was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

And after becoming a peripheral disciple of the Hall of Blood Slaughter, he became proficient in some investigative techniques.

"There are indeed strange things in the Immortal Emperor's ruins. The bloodstains look like human blood, and the reason for the dragging traces is obviously that he lost consciousness before he died."

When Xu Ming thought of this, he didn't dare to take it seriously, and he held the black hatchet tightly in his hand.

He originally wanted to use his spiritual sense to investigate, but he found that it was quite difficult to use his previously invincible spiritual detection method in the Immortal Emperor's ruins.

The divine consciousness that was supposed to spread out like a tide was tightly restrained by an inexplicable force.

After Xu Ming's consciousness collided with that force, the sudden sense of powerlessness in his heart made him unable to resist at all.

Because it was a duel between the mayfly and the giant tree, the result was predictable without much thought.

Xu Ming just withdrew his consciousness, and immediately the mysterious force that was against him disappeared.

Feeling relieved, he walked forward cautiously.

The blood stains under his feet gradually became clearer, and the original smell of grass and earth in the air was replaced by waves of blood-smell coming in like a tide.

And as the blood stains became more and more thick, some things that were extremely familiar to Xu Ming also appeared in front of his eyes.

Bone scum can be seen everywhere, as well as the incomplete skull.

The sound of chewing flesh and blood could be clearly heard in his ears. Xu Ming originally thought that at the end of the blood stain was a ferocious beast like the one depicted in the statue.

But when he really saw it, he realized that everything in front of him was simply beyond his imagination.

Groups of disciples from the Wuhen Sword Palace seemed to be sitting around, scrambling to nibble on something.

For a while, flesh and blood splattered, very lively.

They didn't seem to notice Xu Ming's arrival behind them at all, and all their attention seemed to be on the "food" in front of them.

Xu Ming recognized at a glance that the flesh and blood they were vying to eat was also a disciple of Wuhen Sword Palace.

At this time, the disciple had already died, and his widened eyes seemed to be telling Xu Ming the panic before he died.

The trembling body is due to the hesitation caused by other people scrambling to eat, such a different kind of fighting in the same room is almost numb to the scalp.

(End of this chapter)