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Chapter 229 Shredded Chicken and Throne of Deep Space(2/2)

It was only known to the senior management of the association. A security channel dedicated to researchers inside the site.

It is an elevator hidden behind the wall.

The space is very large.

Even Bye Aje can barely squeeze in.

"The ancient buildings outside are not the ontology of the relics. The throne you said is below this site ..."

"Hard work ..." Chen Jing hugged the elevator handle, covering the pain of his stomach, and the violent mood in his brain disappeared, and he seemed to return to normal.

"Okay, okay!" Pikman nodded in a hurry, "I like to eat Huaiyang cuisine of your country! I still like to eat ..."

"Shut up."

Jegosg looked coldly.

He knew that Chen Jing was uncomfortable now, because he noticed the energy fluctuation from the "deep space" ... In the stomach of Chen Jing, it seemed to be rushing out.

Maybe I think of the tragic situation of Xue Shiguan before. Even if Dr. Pikeman can only laugh at this moment, he can only make a little sound.

The speed of the elevator is very slow.

It took almost three minutes to stop slowly.

When the elevator door was opened, Chen Jing almost ran out of panic, and his footsteps seemed to be unstable.

This is the deepest part of the ancient relics.

It is also the soul of this ancient relic.

On this huge square.

The tent arranged here everywhere can be seen everywhere.

It should be used for staff. There are many unknown instruments and tools in the transparent tent.

"Yes ... this is ..."

Chen Jing trembled and looked up, in the high altitude of about 100 meters away from the ground ... He finally saw the goal of this trip, the ancient throne that had been known for many years.

Consistent with Smith's original description.

This huge throne like gold is suspended in the air.

Like the influence of gravity from the gravity.

When Chen Jing looked up at it.

The inside of the throne also happened to have a sound of hitting the clock.

The long and long bells seem to come from the end of time, letting Chen Jing listen to the sadness that has gone through the sea of ​​mulberry ...

Yes.

This is what Huang Yin is desired.

The throne that used to exist in deep space!

The second is the second more here ~

This chapter is also a three thousand words ~

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