Chapter 812

"Kailin, what do you want to do?"

At the same time, Jameson tried to avoid the attack of the statue on one side and looked at the scene ahead.

His eyes were filled with anticipation, as if he hoped Chen Heng would bring him new surprises.

In the past, Chen Heng has never let him down. No matter what the situation is, he can deal with it calmly.

I don't know if this is it this time.

Soon, in Jameson's eyes, a surprise appeared.

Ahead, Chen Heng stood still.

His eyes were fixed forward.

"It should be..."

Standing in the same place, Chen Heng looked ahead, his face calm, as if there were no waves.

Then he stepped forward.

Boom!

Around, the voice of the statue's action was still ringing, like a giant walking.

Chen Heng ignored the action of the statue and moved forward slowly.

"Be careful!"

In the distance, Kalina's nervous voice came.

In her sight, a tall statue of God stood. At the moment, the long sword in her hand had fallen and hit Chen Heng heavily.

These statues have the power of terror, but they are limited by some power in this relic.

If this blow is really hit, even the so-called monarch will definitely have only one way to die and will never survive.

That's why Jameson is so nervous.

Kalina looked nervously at the scene.

She looked ahead.

There, Chen Heng's face was calm. He let the gods around him attack and didn't move, as if he didn't notice the danger at all.

But is this really the case?

Naturally impossible.

Boom!

A clear sound came out and echoed here.

A strong collision broke out and echoed at the moment.

"That's... What?"

Kalina looked at the scene in amazement.

At the moment when the statue's long sword was about to fall, another big hand stretched out and grasped the long sword tightly at the critical moment.

And that arm seems to belong to another statue.

Is he stopping the action of the statue from attacking Chen Heng?

What's going on?

Kalina's face was stunned and confused.

The statue no longer attacked, but took the initiative to protect Chen Heng, which is a strange thing.

But soon she understood the root cause.

Boom!

A slight sound came out and the place began to change.

On Chen Heng, an inexplicable breath escaped and reacted instantly.

Flame, a strong flame began to burn, sweeping up from Chen Heng.

Only the sun can activate the blood in the body.

Even in ancient times, lighting the fire of the sun was something that only the kings of the sun could do.

However, at this moment, Chen Heng did it.

Bang!

There were sounds everywhere.

The sound of the machine turning kept ringing, echoing in this relic.

Powerful dignity emerged from Chen Heng.

This is the breath of royal blood, and it is also the breath that Jameson and kailina are very familiar with.

"Blood of the sun..."

Powerful dignity emerged from Chen Heng.

This is the breath of the ancestral blood. Just escaping is enough to suppress everything and bring down all living creatures.

At the moment, Jameson and kailina are like this.

They felt the heavy dignity and forest breath. Their bodies seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, and their whole bodies were out of breath.

Before they react, more amazing scenes appear.

In the distance, it seemed to feel the breath of Chen Heng. The tall statue stopped its action and knelt down slowly.

Bang!

The tall statue knelt down, half kneeling there at the moment, as if it were greeting its own king. There was no such crazy attack posture as before.

Against the backdrop of the fire of the sun and the four gods, Chen Hengru, the same king from ancient times, came here in a distant time.

He shuttled through time and came here. The breath was only a little, which made people feel suffocated, as if they were facing the gods.

"That's it! That's it!"

Jameson's body began to tremble. It looked as if he might faint at any time.

"The blood of the sun, even in ancient times, is also the symbol of the king of the sun..."

Only those who walk through the door can have the blood, and only when they are excited, can they have the wrong spirit

"Even these statues guarding the remains of the gods also recognized Kailin's blood and surrendered to him!"

He said excitedly, incoherent.

For an old man who has been pursuing the blood of God all his life, this scene in front of him is the most beautiful.

This is his lifelong pursuit.

On one side, kailina's performance is much better, but at the moment, she looks at the scene of the statue kneeling down in front and feels the rolling breath from Chen Heng. At the moment, she is also a little shocked.

There is no doubt that the scene in front of them, like that recorded in mythological epics, has been engraved in their hearts, so that they can't forget it.

"If so..."

In front, Chen Heng walked quietly on this road, feeling the breath from the gods around him.

Sure enough, this relic is the same as the one left by the king of the sun. It needs to be authenticated by blood.

People whose blood concentration is not pure enough are not qualified to enter them at all.

That's why Jameson and his men would have been attacked before.

According to Chen Heng's estimation, if you want to enter this relic smoothly, I'm afraid you need at least the blood level equivalent to the ancient king, that is, the so-called nine steps.

The Ninth level, which has gone beyond the temple, is very close to the demigod level.

In Jameson's case, if they can get the recognition of this relic, it will be a damn thing.

"But that's good..."

Chen Heng raised his head and looked forward.

There, the golden gate that had stood before began to shine, and now it began to open slowly under the gaze of Chen Heng.

An inexplicable power of light emerged and glittered.

It seems to be influenced by Chen Heng's blood force. This relic is no longer silent and begins to spontaneously recover its activity.

With the opening of the golden gate, the breath from the ancestors became more and more obvious.

Looking at the slowly opening golden door in front of him, Chen Heng didn't enter it immediately. Instead, he turned around and looked at Jameson in the distance. His face timely showed a little hesitation.

Jamesongton understood what he meant.

"Don't hesitate."

Jameson smiled and then said, "don't worry about us, just go in and take out the things inside!"

"It is the wish of our Parliament for generations to obtain the great power from the gods."

He smiled and said, with some encouragement in his voice, so that Chen Heng didn't care about them and went directly into the ruins.

Listening to Jameson's words, Chen Heng nodded, then stepped again and walked towards the inside of the golden gate.

Under the gaze of Jameson, Chen Heng's figure gradually disappeared into the front door. Then it was obscured by a golden glow, and the figure completely disappeared.

The two responded differently.

Jameson's face was so excited that he could see the crazy color in his eyes.

As for kailina, in addition to the shock, she couldn't help thinking about Chen Heng's face at the moment.

Boom!

A powerful breath swept through.

To Chen Heng's surprise, after entering the golden gate, he did not immediately see the remains of his ancestors, but came to a huge altar.

Around the altar, several gods were visited.

The images of these gods are different, with different marks on them.

"Represent different ancestors?"

Chen Heng looked at the scene in front of him and thought deeply. The idea flashed in his heart.

Then he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and touched an idol.

When the arm and the statue touched each other, Chen Heng seemed to travel through time and space and saw many scenes.

It was a scene of fighting.

In those scenes, Chen Heng seems to be incarnating into a former ancestor, fighting with an unimaginable enemy.

The breath of terror escaped and swarmed forward, driving Chen Heng's own breath to improve.

Unconsciously, a complex mark appeared on Chen Heng's forehead.

The original pure golden eyes also began to change, with a little blood red, which seemed to have endless madness and violence brewing.

Even the original peaceful breath has gradually become violent, like being infected by something.

This is blood pollution.

The power from the ancestor is sealed in the statue. Now it begins to pass to Chen Heng through contact with Chen Heng.

But the power of the ancestor is too strong. In this process, it will inevitably have an impact on Chen Heng himself, and even forcibly transform his thinking to make him become a part of the original ancestor.

Perhaps to some extent, the existence of this relic is to prepare for the rebirth of these ancestors.

After all, only people whose blood is strong enough to reach the level of ancient kings are qualified to carry the mark of their ancestors and lay the foundation for their resurrection.

The powerful power is dissipating and enveloping Chen Heng, as if to transform all his body.

Poop

A burst of blood bloomed and rushed out of Chen Heng.

Unconsciously, cracks began to appear on the surface of Chen Heng's body, like a broken porcelain doll, and the whole body began to crack.

There was a clear sound, and then a tentacle rushed out of Chen Heng's chest and rushed towards Chen Heng's brain, as if to pierce his head.

Bang!

A white arm stretched out and held the tentacle.

Unconsciously, Chen Heng raised his head, a pair of blood red eyes were so conspicuous, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"It's a good means."

"Unfortunately..."

With the voice falling, Chen Heng exerted himself on his hand.

On his hand, the tentacle was snapped and directly broken into slender flesh and blood.

All kinds of organs were forced back, and began to grow out of control.

In those scenes, Chen Heng seems to be incarnating into a former ancestor, fighting with an unimaginable enemy.

The breath of terror escaped and swarmed forward, driving Chen Heng's own breath to improve.

Unconsciously, a complex mark appeared on Chen Heng's forehead.

The original pure golden eyes also began to change, with a little blood red, which seemed to have endless madness and violence brewing.

Even the original peaceful breath has gradually become violent, like being infected by something.

This is blood pollution.

The power from the ancestor is sealed in the statue. Now it begins to pass to Chen Heng through contact with Chen Heng.

But the power of the ancestor is too strong. In this process, it will inevitably have an impact on Chen Heng himself, and even forcibly transform his thinking to make him become a part of the original ancestor.

Perhaps to some extent, the existence of this relic is to prepare for the rebirth of these ancestors.

After all, only people whose blood is strong enough to reach the level of ancient kings are qualified to carry the mark of their ancestors and lay the foundation for their resurrection.

The powerful power is dissipating and enveloping Chen Heng, as if to transform all his body.

Poop

A burst of blood bloomed and rushed out of Chen Heng.

Unconsciously, cracks began to appear on the surface of Chen Heng's body, like a broken porcelain doll, and the whole body began to crack.

There was a clear sound, and then a tentacle rushed out of Chen Heng's chest and rushed towards Chen Heng's brain, as if to pierce his head.

Bang!

A white arm stretched out and held the tentacle.

Unconsciously, Chen Heng raised his head, a pair of blood red eyes were so conspicuous, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"It's a good means."

"Unfortunately..."

With the voice falling, Chen Heng exerted himself on his hand.

On his hand, the tentacle was snapped and directly broken into slender flesh and blood.

The various organs that grew out of the change seemed to be suppressed, and directly began to shrink back and be forcibly controlled.

A burst of blood bloomed and rushed out of Chen Heng.

Unconsciously, cracks began to appear on the surface of Chen Heng's body, like a broken porcelain doll, and the whole body began to crack.

There was a clear sound, and then a tentacle rushed out of Chen Heng's chest and rushed towards Chen Heng's brain, as if to pierce his head.

Bang!

A white arm stretched out and held the tentacle.

Unconsciously, Chen Heng raised his head, a pair of blood red eyes were so conspicuous, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"It's a good means."

"Unfortunately..."

With the voice falling, Chen Heng exerted himself on his hand.

On his hand, the tentacle was snapped and directly broken into slender flesh and blood.

The various organs that grew out of the change seemed to be suppressed, and directly began to shrink back and be forcibly controlled.

The various organs that grew out of the change seemed to be suppressed, and directly began to shrink back and be forcibly controlled.