"What's wrong?"

The Master of Funiu Sword looked at Roger with a puzzled look.

Walking into the hall, Roger looked upwards along the gaps on the ground and walls, and there was no similar dragon pattern on the dome.

It seemed that something broke free from the control here, and then broke through the dome and fled from the place.

"A guardian spirit left here."

Roger looked around, trying to find some clues from the dilapidated environment.

Some broken sculptures can be found in the corner of the room, but I don’t know how long it has passed, and the fragments have been damaged too seriously, Roger could not guess what this guardian spirit was through these things.

"Is there any clue?" Roger asked.

“Very limited.”

The Funiu Sword Lord inspired a little blood power, and the broken stones rolled out from every corner of the room, part of which was spontaneously combined, until the end of the two people were only a few blurry patterns.

But without exception, the same physical characteristics can be seen in these patterns.

Sharp beaks and narrow feathers.

The two of them looked at each other, and a shocked thought emerged in their hearts.

"Such feathers..."

"It's a three-legged black!"

Roger said in a deep voice. Although there are some differences in the details, it is obvious that this hall has existed for a long time, so it is understandable that some subtle changes have occurred due to the passage of time.

"If the three-legged black really comes from this place, then the Lord of the Crown Sword..." The Lord of the Funiu Sword wanted to speak but stopped.

This news is much more shocking than his Atlas bloodline.

He glanced at Roger, "I have never heard of such a thing. The woman could transform randomly between human form and cat form."

"If the Lord of the Crown Sword really came from this place, then the magical things that happened to him would not be so surprising."

"Don't talk about the past 100 years, even if you continue to trace upwards, in contrast, the talent and strength of the Jackdaw Sword Lord are also the best."

"Is this really the case?"

Roger looked up at the big hole that was broken into the dome, and recalled everything he had experienced after getting to know the Lord of the Crown Sword.

The weak and thin old man was always wearing a wide burqa. He sat behind a low table, and no matter how bad his health was, his glass was always filled with wine.

His power and mystery.

From beginning to end, Roger could not guess what the old man was thinking.

There are also his differences with the Tengu God Lord and the Spirit Sword Plan.

Is the so-called spiritual sword plan just a lie? If it is a guardian spirit and has no physical limitations, then what is the purpose of this plan?

Get rid of the shackles of life?

Or become stronger?

His heart was full of doubts. At this time, the Lord of Funiu Sword waved his hand, and the stones placed on the ground returned to their original position under his control.

The hall recovered its initial destruction, "We have to leave here."

Roger nodded, "Will there be similar places in this building?"

"Maybe there may be no."

The Master of Funiu Sword replied, "I know this involves your teacher, but now we need to concentrate. There is only one primary issue, that is, leave here."

The Funiu Sword Master activated his ability, and the two of them disappeared from their original position. Roger paid special attention and found no similar places along the way.

Perhaps the three-legged wu is the only exception.

At the beginning, Roger entered here with the Funiu Sword Lord. Originally, he was just out of curiosity, but as he explored along the way, he discovered more and more secrets.

More importantly, the guardian spirit he now has is Cat, and Cat is obviously not an ordinary guardian spirit, and it has a close connection with the sleeping dragon in the sky.

Is this why the Lord of the Crown Sword accepted him as a student?

That old man would never do meaningless things on a whim. It seems that even if the conflict with the Yata celebrity kept Roger away from Hanchuan.

But when the time is right, Roger has a premonition that the Lord of the Crown Sword will definitely find him.

Thinking of the progress of the Spirit Sword Plan, an urgent sense of crisis arose in his heart.

Returning to the bottom of the building, Uma is still competing with the power shrouded in her body.

At this moment, the entire hall swayed, but soon Roger found that it was not the hall where they were shaking, but the entire building.

Or the entire space.
Chapter completed!