My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 362 Five-Color Altar
The ancient purgatory is vast and boundless, with a human head and a beast body, six wings and eight arms, three heads and four tails... all kinds of strange corpses make people horrified.

Endless corpses are scattered all over the earth, and all kinds of ghosts and ghosts float in the void.

The scene in front of him shocked Wang Teng.

Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers walked forward rhythmically, with a monstrous murderous aura, the howling wind and fierce might.

"The Yin Soldier borrows the way!"

Wang Teng couldn't help being shocked.

Having dealt with the underworld before, it is obvious that their innate sacramental body has already been targeted by them.

Now meeting the Yin soldiers to make excuses again, Wang Teng couldn't help shaking his heart.

"Follow and see where we are going!"

Wang Teng didn't know anything about the underworld, and now that the Yin soldiers appeared by way, there might be a slight chance to spy on the underworld.

The dark soldiers are like a torrent of steel, wherever they pass by, they will be wiped out in ashes, no ghosts can withstand this shocking killing intent.

After walking for a full half a day, Wang Teng didn't know how far he went. He only felt that the more and more solemn Yin Qi was penetrating through the nine days. I am afraid that even if Da Neng came here, his body would be cracked, and the Yin Qi could completely strangle him.

"Buzz!"

A thick fog appeared in front of the eyes, isolating everything, like the entrance of another world, and all the Yin soldiers walked towards it.

The fog was very thick, the evil spirit became more and more serious, and the evil wind blew up, causing pain like a knife cut.

"Shh!"

Wang Teng Wu Daotian's eyes were bright, and he stared closely at the Yin Bing, only to see a hundred-foot space domain gate appearing in front of him, exuding a creepy aura.

"This, is it the legendary entrance to the Underworld, the Land of Nine Nethers! Leading to the underworld!" Wang Teng felt dissatisfied and full of shock.

"Buzz!"

Wang Teng didn't hesitate too much, and directly followed the Yin soldiers into it.

What came into view was a wider black land, which was fundamentally different from the ancient battlefield, and definitely came to another world.

The black land, the gray sky, the Yin soldiers strode forward methodically, and Wang Teng continued to follow.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a sudden burst of monstrous evil force came towards Wang Teng.

Wang Teng snorted coldly, and then quickly withdrew, not daring to disturb the Yin soldiers too much, otherwise even the ancient saints would have to resent it.

"when!"

There was a sound of metal impacting around, Wang Teng looked around, and saw that the Yin soldiers had gone further and further away, and they were out of Wang Teng's sight within a while.

And he himself has been stared at by some Dingxi.

That aura is no weaker than that of the Dao Slashing King.

Wang Teng stared at the dim world, and his martial arts eyes could not see through this mist. It would be useless even with a strong spiritual sense, and he could only rely on physical memory.

"Ow..."

A shrill scream sounded from behind, making one's scalp tingle, and a gloomy and cold aura enveloped the void. A figure flashed past at an extremely fast speed, and clawed at Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's eyelids twitched.

Seeing the creature in front of him, he knew what was attacking him.

It was Yuan Tianshi who was cursed by the underworld again, a red-haired monster.

Wang Teng slid sideways, then dodged the blow, and knocked the Hell Soul Suppression Tower head-on.

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, the red-haired monster was so powerful that it punched Wang Teng head-on, directly resisting the power of the holy soldier, and was not injured at all.

"The flesh is sanctified!" Wang Teng was startled.

Although his spiritual consciousness is muddled, his physical body is still extremely powerful. He voluntarily breathes out the essence of heaven and earth and merges it into his body, and is possessed by a strange evil thought, which is extremely fierce.

Under such years, even a pig can become a saint, let alone Yuan Tianshi.

After one blow, the red-haired monster once again disappeared in the mist.

Although Wang Teng couldn't see it, he could still feel that he was still around.

A monster with a sanctified body, if there is no holy soldier, Wang Teng may not be able to defeat it at all.

After a long time, the red-haired monster did not appear again, and Wang Teng retreated carefully.

Sure enough, this monster is just stopping himself and escorting the Yin soldiers to cross the border.

Wang Teng did not continue to explore, but walked in other directions.

That being the case, we can only go to the central refining area to sacrifice the divine weapons.

Wang Teng moved forward quickly.

"Boom!"

Thunder came from ahead, and a more terrifying bloody battlefield appeared in front of him. The evil spirit was already thick and unable to dissipate, forming evil raindrops, and bloody lightning appeared, the scene was suffocating.

"Shh!"

Wang Teng escaped directly into it.

A pitch-black mist, all kinds of dazzling lights in the sky, and the earth is full of fighting.

These are all murderous thoughts, as well as unquenchable resentment, transformed by the dead heroes.

This terrifying battlefield is full of ancient soldiers and gods, all of which are transformed by laws and turbulent. Even if Wang Teng is accidentally hit, he will not be able to please him.

Wang Teng continued to walk forward. If he wanted to train his troops, he had to enter the core battlefield, where there was the law of saints, and training troops would be twice the result with half the effort.

After walking a full eight hundred miles, Wang Teng was shocked by the scene before him.

Five-color altar!

This is the first time Wang Teng has seen the five-color altar. He has long wanted to study the five-color altar that runs through the entire sky, but he has never had the chance.

But this time, they encountered a complete five-color altar on the ancient battlefield.

He is well aware of the meaning represented by this altar, and stepping on the ancient road of starry sky can lead to other star fields.

The two ancient stars in my hand can be circulated through the five-color altar.

The scale of this altar is not small, but it has been too long, many of them have collapsed, and a small part has been destroyed.

"take away!"

Wang Teng didn't say a word, and quickly wrote down the placement of each five-color stone, and the various patterns were also engraved in his heart, and then began to dismantle the five-color altar, and put them all in his pocket.

As for whether it can be used or not, Wang Teng is going to hand it over to Heihuang, after all, it is a professional and is very interested in the five-color altar.

Wang Teng took it apart very slowly, one by one, he was afraid of misremembering the position and the lines, which were full of complicated lines, all of which were recorded by Wang Teng alone.

After half a cup of tea time, it was finally collected in the magic weapon.

"Hum!" Wang Teng sacrificed the Hell Soul Suppression Tower, suspended above his head, and then shot a corner of the endless killing array, forcibly opening a passage, consuming a lot of energy, and finally entered the core battlefield.

All kinds of laws and dao lights around him impacted, and life and death killing techniques continued to bombard Wang Teng.

There are also endless battles between ancient heroic spirits and endless battles.

"Boom!"

All kinds of light curtains danced, gods intertwined, and thunder continued. If there were no holy soldiers handed down from generation to generation, I am afraid that the king of Dacheng would be hated if he came in.

The scene of the core battlefield is terrifying, with hundreds of saints fighting for battle, and the most elite gods are fighting fiercely.

The saint-level gods in front of him are an excellent opportunity to refine soldiers. If they are all imitated, they will definitely have infinite benefits in branding weapons.

Wang Teng sat down cross-legged.

With the suppression of the holy soldiers and the resistance of the Great Emperor's pattern, there will be no danger for a while.

"Buzz!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Holy Sword appeared directly between the eyebrows.

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