Chapter 742

"Eh? Something?"

Suddenly, Veronica on soshyang's shoulder made a surprised voice, and then rushed the fury into the Dharma sword in her hand and blasted into the earth.

The mud ten meters in front of them burst instantly, and the shock wave lifted the river banks on the left and right like oil paper, splashing sediment and humus everywhere.

Soshyan was stunned at first. He immediately frowned and stared at the huge silver device that appeared in front of them.

"What is this?"

His voice was covered by the fierce commotion around him, and his body was shaken and staggered by the shock wave, like a boat drifting around against a hurricane.

"How do you feel?"

When the noise subsided, Veronica lowered her voice.

"It seems that I tried too hard just now."

"I'm fine."

As the boiling mud on the left and right gradually cooled, Veronica slipped down from soshyan's shoulder, stood on the hardened riverbed ground, and began to study the huge device in front of her.

It is a huge silver ring. At first glance, it looks like a bunch of vegetation wreaths with curly roots. Various fine decorations coil around each other like common vines in the forest. Although its style with strong natural charm is unique, the overall design still fails to get rid of the artificial rustic atmosphere, and can not reach the natural level.

Veronica read the strange characters written by several strings of patterns on the silver ring at a glance - no matter how beautiful and vivid the strokes and sculptors depicting them, a sneer or quietly climbed to the corners of the mouth of the alien girl.

"It's beiyetan's stuff..."

Then she tapped the magic seal on the silver ring with the blade of her sword:

"Why did they come here and build this portal."

"Spirit family?"

Soshyan also looked carefully at the magic seal on the ring. The dark blue ceramic steel knee pads collided with the silver white metal, making a crisp clang sound.

"Why do you all want to get in here?"

Suddenly Veronica bent forward and almost put her lips on soshyan's ears.

"Big man, do you hear me?"

Soshyan immediately concentrated. At first, he could only hear the sound of humic and mud around him, but after a moment, he noticed the second sound quietly seeping from the inside of the silver ring.

"Singing?"

Then he concentrated his mind and listened twice.

The first skill that sevita taught him was how to clear away distractions and concentrate his mind highly - after so many years, he had already perfected this skill.

With the gradual silence of the five senses, only singing and spirit are left as companions: This is a melodious and graceful hymn, as well as an aria with hidden mystery under the bright appearance.

But then he realized that the singer was suffering, because pain was the fuel that drove the sound.

He stood up and took a few steps back, filled with disgust.

Veronica and soshyang felt the same. Just about to say something, a heavy noise suddenly came from the annular pit around them.

The two burst up and looked around, holding their weapons tightly at the same time.

But then they found that there was another thing in the mud, a silver ring.

"What is this?"

Soshyan stepped forward, picked up the silver ring, looked at it carefully, and then waved Veronica to come forward.

"Come on, look at this."

Veronica took a look and found a narrow circular groove in the center of the silver ring. After thinking for a moment, she poked the end of the treasure staff in her hand.

"Although the details of the whole ceremony have not been verified, I can infer that this portal can still be used."

Then she went through the runes engraved in silver and the distribution around the gate in her mind, trying to find clues to record them.

However, after careful consideration for a moment, the alien girl deliberately turned her thoughts elsewhere: let her consciousness return to the silent shrine and look at the world with her other eyes.

This powerful prophet once warned her not to use it as a last resort, otherwise it would lead to boundless disaster.

But now she has to.

With the gradual stripping of the control of the body by the surface consciousness, the deeper and more sensitive subconscious of the soul has the opportunity to show its skills and re-examine the rune in front of it from a previously unimaginable angle.

"I did see a similar Rune arrangement."

A few minutes later, a strange answer revealed her true body. Veronica squatted down with a confused tone:

"But it's impossible?"

"What do you mean?"

Asked soshyan.

"If it is used normally, the energy required is enormous, but it is not seen here -"

Veronica lowers her head again and stares at the rune in front of her.

There are some things she can't say to soshyan, but can only explain in her heart:

"If the great prophet had known this door and the correct order to unlock it, why couldn't he just tell me? He had to hide the clues in complicated guesses?"

In fact, she had seen this pattern at the great prophet, but it was not good to say to soshyanming.

The girl of the spirit clan took out her thoughts and suspected that her judgment might be wrong - but the recognition of this decoration is too high to associate it with coincidence.

As she thought, she stretched out her hand and moved the blade in her hand.

At the next moment, streamer debris burst out from the door leaf, linking all the locks together and lighting up the outer ring.

At the same time, the originally hazy and distant song has become more and more loud, and even soshyan really felt its existence.

He looked around in doubt, trying to find out the source of the birth of music.

"It's really the same combination..."

Veronica still mumbles:

"The lock of the door has disappeared..."

Then, she held the shining jewel in the palm of her hand and recited a few short mantras in a low voice.

I saw the red Lingyan gush out from the thin air and pour it into the staff body, lighting up the neat runes around the small silver ring, which are integrated with the blue light shining on the door body.

The earth under soshyan's feet trembled, and the rhyme and tone of the song became more and more crazy and sharp.

"Step back."

Veronica raises her hand, pulls out her staff and retreats back:

"Don't stand in the ring."

A few seconds later, in the burning light, the silver ring finally took action: the ring body was skillfully disintegrated into several silver plates and reorganized into a normal conveyor gate. The loud song roared out of the open gate, and a wide and flat ladder continued to extend into the deep darkness.

The blue light with the same style as the door body meanders through the steps, like an attractive invitation to call people to the door.

"Let's go. It should be the core area through here."

Cautiously clenching the burning sky, soshyang followed Veronica, walked deep into the door, and disappeared into the haze in front of her——