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Chapter 347 Inside the Bronze Sacrifice Hall

With Wang Teng's current eyesight, the things in the bronze sacrificial hall are still vague and unclear.

My own feeling is absolutely correct, there is really something bad about my body, or something like a curse.

Even with his tyrannical spiritual will, he was somewhat unable to determine whether what he saw just now was real or an illusion.

Or is it the contact between different dimensions?

He wants to go in and have a look. Only by exploring the Bronze Sacrifice Hall can the abnormal state on him be eliminated.

Wang Teng has a premonition that once he leaves here, I am afraid that the years to come will be quite difficult, and he may experience everything just now, and even get closer and closer to him, always sticking to him, covering him in the countless red... Among the hairy monsters, under countless chilling and frightening words, become one of them!
Wang Teng couldn't help but pull out a wry smile. Sure enough, landmines can be seen everywhere in the vast expanse of land. If you are not careful, you will suffer disaster, and people will fall into a situation of eternal doom.

Through the system appraisal just now, the main function of this bronze sacrificial hall is the altar cast by those creatures after they fled to the darkness, and it is a place to summon some kind of indescribable existence.

After such a long time, the Qi mechanism on it still has no intention of dissipating. This kind of "activity" even surpasses the Great Luo Emperor.

If the way of life under his feet was not transformed by the great weapon, it would not be able to last for such a long time.

Wang Teng pursed his lips, straightened his mind, and continued to run the Sunshine Kung Fu, and the sun of the rising spirit shone on his whole body in the ups and downs of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The gentle warmth shone all over his limbs and bones, withdrawing him from the state just now. If he was immersed in the indescribable horror scene before, it might make him mentally unstable.

For the stability of spiritual will, Buddhist Zen has a good method.

In his mind, Wang Teng walked towards the Bronze Sacrifice Hall without haste, without any hesitation the moment he stepped into the Bronze Sacrifice Hall.

Once a warrior is timid, he will no longer be able to make any progress. It is very important to maintain a brave and diligent attitude.

click, click, click...

Footsteps sounded clearly in this seemingly infinitely elongated corridor, hitting people's hearts one after another.

There was silence, only the sound of clear footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Wang Teng has tried his best to lighten his footsteps. With his current strength, he can completely walk on the snow without a trace, but the echo of footsteps still exists.

The corridor is four meters wide. In the inner corridor of the bronze sacrificial hall made of bronze as a whole, one piece of bronze brick after another was rigorously cut out under Wang Teng's feet, and they were laid on the ground tightly. Symbols and imprints seen.

The complex symbols are extremely distorted, releasing a strong message, which is full of madness and evil.

The walls on both sides of the corridor, above the head, can be slowed down by strange pictures and unknown symbols, extending to the end of sight.

At least in Wang Teng's view, these symbols can cause strong discomfort, and staying in this environment for a long time

I don't know how long I walked, half an hour, an hour, maybe two hours.

Wang Teng has noticed that the interior space of this bronze sacrificial hall, which covers an area of ​​only a thousand square meters, is unimaginably large.

Similar to the mustard seed technique of Sumina.

The only consolation is that his tyrannical strength has dispelled a lot of the surrounding darkness, and he can clearly see hundreds of meters away.

In particular, the spirit turned into a big sun, and the sun spread out to illuminate the four directions, and the pervasive and sticky darkness was melted a lot.

Wang Teng fused more than a dozen bigu pills and swallowed it again to ensure that he had enough physical strength to maintain the current state almost similar to doing anaerobic exercise for a long time.

If it is normal, swallowing such a one, coupled with the existence of the vitality of the world, can completely avoid eating or drinking for several months.

The bigu pill in the pocket was only a small half left after such squandering, and the bronze hall was still filled with the vitality of heaven and earth, but it contained a very strange spiritual imprint, which he didn't want to absorb.

Suddenly, Wang Teng paused, and his vision suddenly opened up. He finally walked out of this oppressive bronze corridor, and in front of his eyes was an altar with a huge area.

The weird girl he hadn't seen so far was kneeling in the center of the altar, motionless, and the traces of the burnt wounds still existed, so hideous and terrifying.

Swish, Swish, Swish!
After stepping into the altar, everything immersed in the ancient years seemed to come to life again, and the things hidden in the dark corners began to make scalp-numbing creeping sounds.

Wang Teng let out a muffled snort, and the spiritual sun that shone all over his body rose up, seeping out from the Sea of ​​Consciousness and rewinding with Qi and blood, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, a volcano erupted instantly.

A flaming qi and blood oven seemed to have been opened, spreading the most rigid and yang aura to the surrounding darkness.

The awe-inspiring and majestic force rapidly dissipated the surrounding darkness that was pressing towards him vaguely.

Wang Teng didn't dare to have the slightest idea in his heart. This place was full of weirdness, and the chaotic and crazy aura emanating from the altar made his heart tremble even more.

This altar occupies a fairly wide area, and there are pieces of finely carved stone tablets sitting around the altar in a circle. The stone tablets are engraved with countless unknown characters, which seem to be praising the great deeds of evil gods?
Wang Teng didn't know, but there must be such an arrangement in general altars.

The altar was spotless, but the ground was covered with mottled blood, and the unknown exotic bronze was even covered with an unknown brown color. The traces revealed on it made Wang Teng feel a slight chill in his heart.

There must have been a huge and vicious ritual here!

He stopped for a while before walking slowly towards the altar.

He wants to destroy this place. The hardness of the Bronze Temple is not high. Although there is the method of mustard seeds in it, it does not prevent him from breaking through all these.

This bronze temple in the dark should never have existed.

Wang Teng lowered his hands, didn't take two steps, and was suddenly in a trance. After he regained his focus, the scene in front of him made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Countless red-haired monsters crowded the entire space. They all knelt on the ground, chanting unknown languages, revealing incomprehensible meanings, and at the same time exuding an uneasy and evil atmosphere.

This moment filled the entire altar with a terrifying atmosphere, stretched wantonly with creepy gestures, like an ancient evil curse exuding a metaphor.

Even though the faces of these monsters were covered with long scarlet hairs, Wang Teng could still easily feel the fanaticism revealed by the other party, a kind of extreme worship, a kind of fanaticism that can be called a fanatic.

Wang Teng, who was covered in chills, stood among these red-haired monsters, and even the long hair of the surrounding red-haired monsters were constantly wriggling because they were chanting an unknown language loudly and excitedly.

Some even came into contact with Wang Teng's skin, making his scalp numb and goose bumps popping up all over his body.

(End of this chapter)