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Chapter two thousand nine hundred and forty-seven ancient ruins

When Xia Ming heard this, his mind moved, looked at Zuo Dao in confusion, and asked strangely: "Why?"

"have no idea."

Wudao shook his head slightly and said calmly: "There seems to be a mysterious power here. Once a master above the Divine Palace Realm appears, he will be wiped out instantly."

"brush……"

"The masters of Shenyou Realm are instantly erased?"

Even Xia Ming couldn't help but take a breath, his face full of shock.

Xia Ming asked, "What exactly is there?"

"have no idea."

Wudao shook his head slightly and said, "It seems to be a very large place here, and there are many things in it, but no one knows what exactly exists, and no one has ever explored all of this place."

After hearing this, Xia Ming was extremely shocked. Even the masters in the Divine Palace Realm could not explore all the ancient ruins. What exactly is there? Is this so-called exit true?

He will definitely leave the ancient 6 in the future. The ancient 6 is just a medium. Sooner or later, he will step onto a higher place, so this place is also a stepping stone for him.

Xia Ming thought about it, then looked at the enlightenment and asked, "How can I enter?"

"Become a Son."

Zhudao smiled and said, "Only by becoming a saint son can you be qualified to enter here."

"Son of the Holy Son?"

Xia Ming also understood completely after hearing this.

"good."

Wudao explained: "The Holy Son was organized by various sects and recognized jointly. Only the Holy Son is qualified to enter this ancient ruin. After all, the number of places to enter the ancient ruins is limited, so whether you can enter it or not

It depends on the ability of the major sects."

"But it is quite difficult to compete for the title of this Holy Son."

"Um."

Indeed, since it is organized by various sects, and those who participated in becoming the Holy Son are probably top geniuses among various sects, but Xia Ming was a little confused.

"Principal, the student's strength is only at the seventh level of the Void Soul Realm." Having said this, Xia Ming continued: "Those who participate in becoming a saint's son must have the realm of the Divine Mansion Realm, right? Even if there is no Divine Mansion, there is no Divine Mansion.

Realm, then there is always a realm of Soul Leaving Realm? If a student has such a little strength, wouldn’t he die if he goes up?"

Indeed, his strength is only at the seventh level of the Void Soul Realm. Although he can fight when he encounters a master at the seventh level of the Real Soul Realm, his strength is too weak after all, especially for these masters in the Divine Palace Realm, he can be completely defeated.

Crushing is no match for these people at all.

Even if I compete for it, I can't compete for these people, right?

"hehe."

Zhudao looked at Xia Ming with a smile, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "So the next thing depends on your own efforts. Whether you can become a sage son depends on your ability."

"I'll wipe..."

Xia Ming felt like he was cheated, but fortunately he hadn't agreed yet, so he could refuse. Although this ancient ruin is very touching, he has to have the life to enjoy it. These people are all masters, he

If you want to fight these people, unless you are in the Soul-Leaving Realm, if this is the case, he will still have some confidence.

But I am only in the Void Soul Realm, and I am still a long way from this Soul Realm, so it is impossible for me to go there.

"Didi..."

Just when Xia Ming wanted to refuse, a rapid voice shook his mind, which shocked Xia Ming. The system that had been diving for ten thousand years actually sounded again.

Xia Ming was shocked, and then he heard the system say.

"Didi, host mission, host explores the ruins of the ancient 6, and survives, rewarding the host with 100 million honor points."

"Damn."

When Xia Ming heard the news, even Xia Ming was shocked.

"One hundred million?"

Xia Ming blinked his eyes, his face full of incredible surprise. This mission actually had 100 million. Even Xia Ming was trembling a little, but this was 100 million.

How many good things can I buy for 100 million yuan? He doesn’t know anyway.

But if he gets 100 million, he feels he is going to take off.

Xia Ming hesitated for a moment and immediately thought: "Receive the task."

"Didi, the host has successfully received the task. Please complete the task as soon as possible."

"No punishment?" Xia Ming asked suddenly.

"If the host task fails, it will be directly erased by the things inside. It doesn't matter whether the system will punish it."

"Damn your mouth."

Xia Ming was speechless for a moment. No wonder this guy in the system didn't say anything nonsense this time. For a moment, Xia Ming didn't know what to say. Xia Ming took a deep breath and then looked at enlightenment.

Wudao also noticed a strange thing about Xia Ming, and thought Xia Ming was scared. Wudao then smiled and said, "It's still a long time since this holy son. If you work hard during this period of time, you will practice hard.

, it may not be impossible to become a holy son.”

"Um."

Xia Ming thought for a while and asked in confusion: "What do you need to do before becoming a Holy Son?"

"Just work hard to improve your cultivation." Wudao said with a smile: "But... there are still some pseudo-sects in this world, so you should pay attention to them."

"Fake Holy Son?" Xia Ming looked at Enlightenment in confusion, but did not understand what this sentence meant? The Holy Son is the Holy Son, and what is the fake Holy Son? What is this thing?

"That is, the best candidate for the Holy Son." Wudao smiled and said, "This is just a blow to some people, but these people are all geniuses, so they should not be underestimated."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you."

Wudao spoke: "This ancient ruin has been opened once a hundred years, which means that it has been ninety years since the last time it was opened, and next, you have only ten years."

"So, within these ten years, you must improve your strength as soon as possible and strive to become a holy son."

"ten years?"

Xia Ming was a little helpless. Ten years were a lot of urgency. If it were someone else, he would have gone from the seventh level of the Void Soul Realm to become a master in the Soul Realm in ten years. This would be pure nonsense.

Even the most genius people in the entire Ancient Great Six can't do it.

"Principal... I feel like you are joking with me. In ten years, you have advanced from the seventh level of the Void Soul Realm to become a master in the Soul Realm. Do you think it is possible?" Xia Ming said helplessly.

"It depends on yourself." Wudao looked at Xia Ming with a squinted eyes and smiled, and said with a hehe.

"It's hard for others to force themselves."

Xia Ming rolled his eyes. Indeed, this matter is a bit fucked. It would be too difficult to become a master of the Soul Realm within ten years.

Wudao smiled and said, "You have a strong talent and can kill people higher than the level. If you can upgrade to the ninth level of the Real Soul Realm, you can enter this ancient ruin. It's just a few levels. For you, I

I think this is not a challenge. If you can advance to the Soul Leaving Realm, then it would be the best."
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