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Chapter 348: Inside the Bronze Sacrifice Hall


Rao is with Wang Teng's current eyesight, and the things in the bronze temple are still full of shadows, and they can't really be seen.I feel absolutely right, I really have something bad on my body, or a curse or something.Even with his strong mental will, he was a little unsure whether what he had just seen was real or illusory.Or is it contact between different dimensions?

He wanted to go in and have a look, and only by exploring the bronze temple could he eliminate the abnormal state on his body.Wang Teng had a hunch that once he left, I am afraid that the years ahead will be quite difficult, and he is likely to experience everything just now again, and even get closer and closer to him, always close to him, covering him up in the countless red-haired monsters, and becoming one of them under countless chilling and terrifying words!

Wang Teng couldn't help but pull out a wry smile, sure enough, mines in the Han soil can be seen everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will suffer, making people fall into a situation from which there is no return.According to the systematic appraisal just now, the main function of this bronze temple is the altar that was cast after those creatures fled to the darkness, and it is a place to summon some kind of ineffable existence.After so much time, the qi on it still has no intention of dissipating, and this 'activity' even surpasses that of the Great Luo Emperor.If the life path under his feet was not transformed by the weapons of the Great Dao, it would not have been able to support it for so long.Wang Teng pursed his lips, corrected his spirit, and the strength of the sun was constantly running, and the rising spirit of the sun was shining on his body in the ups and downs of the sea.The gentle warmth shone through his limbs, withdrawing him from his previous state, and if he was immersed in the indescribable horror of the previous scene, he was afraid that it would make him mentally unstable.For the stability of the spiritual will, Buddhism Zen Buddhism has a good method.In his mind, Wang Teng walked towards the bronze sacrificial hall without hesitation, and did not hesitate at the moment when he stepped into the bronze sacrificial hall.Once a martial artist is cowardly, he will no longer be able to make any progress, and it is very important to maintain a brave and enterprising mentality.Click, click, click......

The sound of footsteps was heard clearly in this seemingly infinitely stretched corridor, striking at the heart one by one.There was silence, except for the sound of clear footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.Wang Teng had already tried his best to lighten his pace, and with his current strength, he could completely step on the snow without a trace, but the sound of footsteps echoing still existed.The corridor is four meters wide, and in the inner corridor of the bronze altar hall with bronze pouring as a whole, the bronze bricks are still carefully cut off under the feet of Wang Teng, and they are laid on the ground tightly, and the seals are engraved around it with symbols and imprints that have never been seen anywhere.The intricate symbols are twisted to the extreme, releasing a strong message, and there is madness and evil in between.The walls on both sides of the corridor, overhead, slow down the strange drawings and unknown symbols, all the way to the end of the eye's eye.At least in Wang Teng's view, these symbols can cause people to feel strongly uncomfortable, and I don't know how long I have been in this environment for a long time, half an hour, an hour, or maybe two hours.Wang Teng had already noticed that the interior of this bronze temple, which covered an area of no more than 1,000 square meters, was unimaginably large.Similar to Sumeru's mustard technique.The only consolation is that his strong strength has dispelled a lot of the darkness around him, and he can clearly see hundreds of meters away.In particular, the spirit of the great sun unfolded and the sun shone in all directions, and this diffuse and viscous darkness was dissolved a lot.Wang Teng casually fused more than a dozen Bigu Dan and swallowed it into his stomach again to ensure that he had enough physical strength to maintain his current state for a long time, which was almost similar to doing anaerobic exercise.If it is normal, swallowing such a one, coupled with the existence of heaven and earth vitality, can completely do it for months without eating or drinking.Only a small half of the Bigu Dan in the waist bag was left under this kind of profligacy, and the bronze hall was still filled with the vitality of heaven and earth, but it contained a very strange spiritual imprint, and he didn't want to absorb it.Suddenly, Wang Teng paused, his vision suddenly brightened, and he finally walked out of this oppressive bronze corridor, revealing to him a huge altar.The strange girl he hadn't seen so far was kneeling in the center of the altar at this moment, motionless, the burn wounds still there, so hideous and terrifying.Rustle, rustle, rustle!

As you step inside the altar, everything that had been immersed in the ancient years seems to come back to life, and things hidden in dark corners begin to make a scalp-tingling wriggling sound.Wang Teng snorted, and the spiritual sun rose all over his body, and he swept out with his qi and blood from the sea of knowledge, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, and a volcano erupted instantly.A blazing furnace of qi and blood seemed to be opened, spreading the breath of the sun to the darkness around it.The great power of the mighty power quickly faded the darkness that was squeezing towards him with shadows around him.Wang Teng didn't dare to have the slightest hint in his heart, this place was full of weirdness, and the chaotic crazy aura emanating from the altar made his heart even darker.This altar occupies a fairly large area, and the finely carved stone tablets sit around the altar in a circle, and the stone tablets are engraved with countless unknown fonts, as if to sing the praises of some evil god's great deeds.Wang Teng didn't know it, but there must have been such an arrangement in ordinary altars.The altar was spotless, but the ground was mottled with bloodstains, and the unknown exotic bronzes were even stained with unknown brown, and the traces revealed on them made Wang Teng's heart chill slightly.There must have been a vicious ritual here!

He paused for a moment before slowly walking towards the altar.He wants to destroy this place, the hardness of the bronze hall is not high, although there is a method of Sumeru mustard seeds inside, but it does not prevent him from still being able to penetrate all this.This bronze temple in the darkness should not have existed.Wang Teng lowered his hands, didn't take two steps, his spirit suddenly fell into a trance, and when he refocused, the scene in front of him made him feel like falling into an ice cave.Countless red-haired monsters crowded the entire space, all of them kneeling on the ground, chanting an unknown language in their mouths, revealing incomprehensible meanings and exuding an uneasy evil aura.This moment permeated the entire altar, and the terrifying atmosphere stretched out wantonly in a gruesome gesture, like an ancient evil curse exuding a metaphor.Even if these monsters' faces were full of scarlet hair, Wang Teng could still easily feel the fanaticism revealed by the other party, an extreme worship, a fanaticism that could be called a madman.Wang Teng, who was covered in a terrible cold, stood in the middle of these red-haired monsters, and even the long hair of the red-haired monsters around him was constantly squirming because he was chanting an unknown language loudly and excitedly.Some even came into contact with Wang Teng's skin, causing his scalp to tingle and goosebumps all over his body.