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Chapter 1747 Jumping into the Yellow River can't wash it out

With the cooperation of the two ancestral tools of the Broken Jiulong and a large amount of materials, the large array arranged began to show its power.

Zhenwei condensed on the trident, and as Duan Jiulong threw it hard, the trident headed straight to the Temple of Heroes.

It seemed like something suddenly broke outside the Hall of Warriors. The restrictions in the Hall of Warriors were broken!

All of this seems simple, but in fact, strength, formation, and treasures are indispensable!

Let me ask you how many top characters like Duan Jiulong are there!

The ban was opened, and Duan Jiulong looked overjoyed.

The repulsive force condensed outside the Hall of Heroes is gradually becoming smaller and has an impact on ordinary disciples of the Hall of Heroes, but it has no impact on characters like Duan Jiulong.

"I will take the lead and break the restrictions inside. I'm here, waiting for the restrictions to disappear completely and seize the fortune!"

After Duan Jiulong left such a sentence, his figure immediately disappeared and he first entered the Hall of Heroes.

The members of the Heroic Spirit Hall saw it and were anxious in their hearts. Everyone knew that the benefits of going in first were huge. There was a war spirit there for everyone to choose, but everyone understood that if they couldn't get in, the first benefit could only be given to [5200     www.bqg5200.xyz] Duan Jiulong took it first, just take it. Duan Jiulong could not accept all the benefits, and not leave it at all. If that were the case, how could he be embarrassed to sit in the position of the deputy hall master?

At this time, Duan Jiulong felt very happy. This is the inheritance of the Heroic Spirit Hall! It has not been opened for a hundred years!

With a century of precipitation, it is hard to imagine how much energy is collected in the Temple of Heroes to absorb it, and the benefits it can get are unimaginable.

Duan Jiulong's heart was filled with heroic spirit. He even thought of his invincible scene. He wanted all the Eastern inheritance!

A flash of light flashed, and the figure of the Broken Nine Dragon appeared in the empty hall of the Valhalla.

Yes, empty!

The originally dense war spirits have been swallowed by the evil gods. At this time, the Temple of Heroes is full of a sense of desolation and loneliness.

The first time Duan Jiulong came in, he did not notice any abnormality. He only thought that this was the self-protection mechanism of the Hall of Heroes. Duan Jiulong fired several energy in succession, hoping to activate these countless battle spirit figures.

Outside the Hall of Heroes, everyone felt that the aura in the Hall of Heroes was turbulent, which made them feel itchy.

"There is great luck in it!"

"It's more than just luck!"

"Can't wait to get in!"

Everyone in the Hall of Valhalla clenched their fists, and their breathing became heavy. They were waiting for the moment when the seal of the Hall of Valhalla was weakened, everyone would rush in!

In the Hall of Heroes, Duan Jiulong made several magic tricks, but there was no effect. This made Duan Jiulong confused. In what situation, all the ones he made were restricted from the Hall of Heroes. How could it be used to restart the Hall of Heroes?

Duan Jiulong used another magic trick, but it still had no use. This made Duan Jiulong unable to understand. Could it be that the battle spirit has disappeared? It is impossible! How could the battle spirit dissipate?

But if the war spirit has not dissipated, what about the war spirit? Who can come out to explain it to me!

Hello! Someone is there!

The empty Heroic Temple made Duan Jiulong feel a little helpless. This was not what he imagined!

Duan Jiulong was completely confused. Suddenly, a token thrown on the ground attracted Duan Jiulong's attention like garbage.

"This is... the Heroic Spirit Order!" Duan Jiulong's expression moved, and he waved his hand, and the Heroic Spirit Order on the ground fell into his hands.

At this time, there was no energy breath on the Hero Spirit Order, and it was like a brick.

Duan Jiulong was holding the Heroic Spirit Order in his hand, and he was stunned for a few seconds, then he used force to his palm, and the Heroic Spirit Order in his hand instantly turned into powder.

At this moment, Duan Jiulong understood that there were no war spirits in this Heroic Spirit Hall. It was not that there was still a restriction, but that all these war spirits were gone!

The Hero Spirit Order is here, Xiao Yang, he has come!

Xiao Yang!

Xiao Yang!

Xiao Yang!

Now when Duan Jiulong thinks of this name, he wants to crush his bones and throw them into ashes!

I! Gather the treasures of the Hall of Heroes for a hundred years and break the ban! I thought it was the inheritance of the Hall of Heroes, a great fortune! But later, it was empty! The Hall of Heroes had long been emptied!

"Hate! I hate! Xiao Yang, I want you to die! I want you to die! You are not a pity!"

Duan Jiulong was yelling.

At this moment, all the restrictions outside the Heroic Spirit Hall disappeared, and the disciples of the Heroic Spirit Hall who had been ready to rush in swarms.

"Battle Spirit!Battle Spirit!Battle Spirit!"

"Catch the battle spirits and enter the spirit control realm!"

"I've been trapped at the peak of God's Creation for more than ten years! Now, I can finally enter the realm of spirit control!"

"This is my luck!"

"No, this is the fortune of our entire Heroic Temple!"

Countless figures rushed into the Temple of Heroes excitedly.

But the moment they rushed into the Temple of Heroes, all of these excited figures were a little dull.

Originally, these people from the Heroic Spirit Hall thought that there were countless war spirits in this hall and they could choose, but now, in the empty Heroic Spirit Hall, there are no war spirits! Some are just these countless people who want to compete with them for war spirits!

Several elders of the Heroic Spirit Hall also rushed in. Looking at the Heroic Spirit Hall, which had no war spirits, there were more or less some... confused in their eyes!

Yes, it's confusion.

Where is the battle spirit?

Where have the Battle Spirits gone?

This empty Heroic Temple made everyone look at Duan Jiulong.

Duan Jiulong, who felt everyone's eyes, was suddenly stunned.

What does it mean?

What do you think of me?

I'm so desperate!

An elder of the Heroic Spirit Hall came forward and spoke: "Deputy Hall Master, this Heroic Spirit Hall inheritance..."

The elder said halfway, and he didn't continue, but the meaning was already very obvious. Everyone knows that there are countless war spirits in the Hall of Heroes, and these war spirits are all powerful people in ancient times. If they can get the recognition of the war spirits here, they will all be strong people when they enter the control spirits.

But now? The battle spirit is gone!

The Palace of Heroes has been sealed for a hundred years. Once it is opened, the war spirit is gone. Before this, only you, Duan Jiulong, have come in. Then, where did this war spirit go, only you, Duan Jiulong, know!

Duan Jiulong frowned, "Do you think I have taken away all this war spirit?"

The elder didn't say anything, and many members of the Valhalla did not say anything, but everyone's ideas were very unified. There was no war spirit in this Valhalla. Who could it be if you took it away? Could it be us?

Duan Jiulong took a deep breath, "Everyone, when I came in, the Heroic Spirit Hall was empty, it was Xiao Yang who came with the Heroic Spirit Order."

"Xiao Yang? Deputy Palace Master, how can you see it?" an elder asked.

"Of course it's the Hero Spirit Order, I..." Duan Jiulong was about to say that he had seen the Hero Spirit Order, but suddenly he thought that the Hero Spirit Order had just turned into powder by his angry self!

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