Chapter 407 Abnormal

Regarding this point, although Wang Chen was puzzled at first, he couldn't find out why, he just thought there might be a problem somewhere. After all, when it comes to the third-order monster, how can it not condense the demon core.

However, at this moment, seeing that the sixth-order monster beheaded by the great elder didn't even have a demon core, Wang Chen immediately realized the problem.

Is Yanyue the same as this monster? Is it the kind of monster that does not condense the demon core? What exactly is going on? Why doesn't he know about this strange monster? What is Yanyue's identity? At this moment, Wang Chen was full of doubts.

With doubts, the group moved on! On the way, dozens of waves of monsters were attacked. Except for two of these monsters, which were fifth-level monsters, the rest were sixth-level monsters. There is no doubt about its strength.

But, it's a pity, it's nothing to Wang Chen and his current combination. Even Dongfang Niuhao doesn't need to make a move, he can handle it with two elders.

Regarding this, Wang Chen secretly sighed, sure enough, not everyone can enter this medieval land. Entering without the strength of an imperial warrior is just courting death. If he hadn't just met Dongfang Niuhao and the two elders this time, he would have died countless times. Especially in this place, any monster is a fifth-tier monster, a sixth-tier monster, and there will even be a seventh-tier monster behind! These monsters are not something Wang Chen can resist.

At the same time, Wang Chen was also surprised to find that all these monsters here were monsters he had never seen or heard of before! And these monsters have a common feature, that is, they don't have any demon pills.

Although the level is very high, no demon core has been condensed. This made Wang Chen puzzled. At the same time, not only Wang Chen but even the two elders had weird expressions. Only Dongfang Niuhao looked indifferent, without any reaction.

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

And when a group of people came here, they all stopped in unison, with expressions of horror on their faces.

In front of him, the scene that appeared gave way to Wang Chen's heart, which was beyond shock.

At this moment, a hundred meters ahead, the core area of ​​this plain presents a scene that connects heaven and earth.

A cyan altar appeared in the center! The altar is square, hundreds of meters long, hundreds of meters wide, and tens of meters high! Like a pyramid, it rises layer by layer, with a magnificent momentum!

Around the altar, there is a layer of transparent protective cover. The light flows in the protective cover, with a majestic energy atmosphere, protecting the altar in it, as if to prevent everything from entering it.

At the center of the altar, there is a seven-color divine light that shoots out of the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, standing upright like a divine pillar, carrying a majesty from the ancient prehistoric times, which makes people unable to resist the urge to worship.

Within the divine light, tiny floating dots floated and rotated there, like countless twinkling stars, beautiful and beautiful.

Seeing this scene, the group's eyes widened. They didn't expect such a place to be hidden in the Middle Ages.

What an aura, what a grandeur! After thousands of years of wind and rain, this altar is still extremely majestic, as if it has just been built. Especially the colorful divine light in the middle is even more terrifying. Thousands of years have not brought any slightest influence to this altar.

"Treasures 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 quickly narrowed his eyes and looked towards the altar.

At the very center and highest point of the altar, isn't there just five or six things floating around the seven-color divine light?

These five or six small things floating around the divine light are the core and most important good things in the Middle Ages. Just what everyone dreams of.

"Prince Lu and the others are really fast!" Dongfang Niuhao curled his lips and murmured.

At this moment, under the altar, there are a few figures standing vaguely, aren't they just Prince Lu and others who took the lead in entering the core of the Middle Ages?

That yellow robe and the multicolored gold crown on his head made him instantly recognizable.

"Go!" Seeing this scene, the Great Elder didn't hesitate, and shouted towards Wang Chen and the others.

The core of the Middle Ages has been presented before everyone's eyes, how could he allow such an opportunity to pass before his own eyes, and how could he allow others to get there first.

The next moment, a group of people used their speed to the extreme and rushed towards the altar.

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

Standing in front of the altar, one can experience the horror and majesty of this altar.

This altar seems to be a mountain! Standing in front of everyone like a big mountain, that majestic aura affects everyone all the time. People have an impulse to worship, people have an impulse to prostrate. This is the purest power, this is the purest breath. It is also the most overbearing force.

"Senior Dongfang!" Seeing Dongfang Niuhao and his party also coming here, Prince Lu who had just arrived here greeted him.

Ever since Dongfang Niuhao showed the strength of Zongwu Zhe, no one dared not respect him. Zongwu Zhe is the sky and the earth in the northern border, and no one can defy their will. Rao is a top imperial warrior like Prince Lu, one of the top ten masters in northern Xinjiang, and he dare not neglect.

"Well, the core of the ancient land, yes, you are not slow to come!" Dongfang Niuhao pouted, holding a wine gourd bottle and said lightly.

In addition to Prince Lu, there were six or seven people present. Blood Demon, Li Tianchou, the patriarch of the Black Flame Clan, and two warriors dressed in black that Wang Chen didn't know. Naturally, members of Raging Fire Sect, Donglin Mountain, and Yuehua Sect, the three major sects in northern Xinjiang, also had their own emperor warriors arrive here.

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

From nearly a thousand people preparing to enter the Middle Ages at the beginning, to less than a hundred people entering the Middle Ages, to less than 20 people after passing the illusion, and finally fifteen people after passing the magma! The development has now reached the core area of ​​twelve people, such a change in data makes people feel emotional. I don't know how much blood has been shed for this medieval realm.

At this moment, it was obvious that Prince Lu and the others had just arrived at the altar, and they were unable to break through this layer of protective cover, otherwise, they would not be waiting here.

After everyone greeted Dongfang Niuhao, they all fixed their eyes on this altar.

The distance is very close, and everyone can clearly see the five treasures floating around the five-colored light on the top of the altar. Everyone showed greedy and crazy eyes at this moment.

Finally came to this place, and 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 moved a few steps away from the people around them, full of defense.

At this point, the most serious moment of internal fighting appeared. No one is willing to give up the five treasures, 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 get these things. This competition is bound to be brutal.

But at this moment, Wang Chen, who is the weakest among the crowd, stood there in a daze, staring straight at the altar, looking at the multicolored divine light. At this moment, Wang Chen's expression was dull , with empty eyes.

Because he felt the throbbing in his heart getting stronger as he got closer to the altar, as if something was about to break through the ground.

Looking at the altar, Wang Chen's heart seemed to have stopped. For some reason, a heart-piercing desolation spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body. This feeling made him a little at a loss.

Looking at that multicolored divine light, it seems that there is a sense of inexplicable familiarity born with it, and this feeling becomes stronger as it grows. Wang Chen's heartache became more and more intense, as if someone was constantly cutting his heart with a knife.

The throbbing from the depths of the blood, the depths of the soul made Wang Chen's mind go blank. The vague call and traction that I felt before became more violent, and that strong desire seemed to be reminding Wang Chen to let him go forward, go forward, and then merge into the divine light.

This desire comes from the depths of the blood, from the depths of the soul, so Wang Chen even walked forward involuntarily, wanting to blend into this altar, wanting to blend into the divine light!

"Boy, what are you going to do?" Just as Wang Chen walked forward subconsciously with hesitation and confusion, an angry shout from beside him pulled Wang Chen back to reality He came to his senses. At the same time, a hand was already on Wang Chen's shoulder, preventing him from taking a single step forward.

Immediately, Wang Chen's heart trembled fiercely, that feeling disappeared immediately, his previously sluggish eyes instantly returned to his senses, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

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

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

What is it like? Why do I feel this way about this divine light. Why is there a heart-wrenching pain, and why does he feel that the divine light is the most important thing for him?

At this moment, standing in front of the altar, even though he had recovered, Wang Chen was still in a trance. That feeling was no longer as illusory and ethereal as before, but became intense and real.

Really exist.

"Boy, are you alright?" The Great Elder asked worriedly again.

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

Even though he said so, but at this moment Wang Chen's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his whole heart was restless, how could the First Elder not see this.

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

After entering the core of the Middle Ages, Wang Chen's behavior was really abnormal. He walked along in a daze, with a strange expression, and even did some unimaginable things to make these people feel at ease.

What happened to him? Could it be that he was injured? Still feeling unwell? Or is Yan Yue worried about being left behind? still……

They don't know. The only thing they know is that the next battle will be extremely fierce, and big fights are inevitable. All the people present were powerful imperial warriors, and Wang Chen, a respected warrior, was not capable of participating in such a battle.

Therefore, it may be the best way to let him stay here.