The young man continued to go up, and the aura in the spiritual jade in his arms was constantly pouring into his body, and these aura gathered in his mind and heart, making these two places like a furnace, radiating extremely high heat, and his face was flushed at the beginning of the week, but he couldn't do anything.

When he stepped onto the eighteenth step, the tremendous pressure made the bones in Zhou's whole body creak.

Zhou Zhizhi was under the weight of thousands of catties, and at this moment, there were two clicks in his arms, and he took out a piece of spiritual jade from his arms, which was obscure and dim, and it was broken into powder with a little force, and it was sprinkled from between his fingers.

"How could this be. He was secretly surprised, and took out another piece, and the result was the same, the spirit jade shattered into powder in an instant, and completely disappeared from this world.

After the spirit jade was shattered, Zhou Zhichu did not fall, and the furnace in his chest and brain was still radiating energy, supporting himself under the weight of thousands of catties.

Could it be that the spiritual energy in the spirit jade was transferred to his body because of the pressure of the altar?

However, Zhou Zhichu's biggest concern was that the spirit jade had been destroyed and the gate would not be able to be opened, so how could they get out?

Under the altar, Wang Junyi was nailed to the wall with a spear, and the flesh and blood on his left shoulder were blurred, and blood kept oozing.

On the other side, Wang Shanwei moved, he sat up slowly, opened his mouth but was speechless, only blood spurted out of his mouth.

"You bastard. Wang Junyi scolded, turned his head to check the wound, and scolded again: "You trash, killed Wei Dong, harmed Xiao Wu, and dared to hurt me, I want to kill you." ”

He grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled it out sharply, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.

With a loud bang, Wang Junyi threw the spear on the ground, and then slipped limply against the wall.

The weight of the altar was still slowly increasing, and at the beginning of the week, he continued to rise, but he began to feel that the energy in his body was gradually invincible, and he was gradually retreating to his chest and eyebrows, he looked at the only three steps left in front of him, and hoped that the mechanism behind the top would disappear, otherwise under the weight of tens or hundreds of times, even a piece of iron would be flattened.

When he stepped up the twentieth step, Zhou Zhichu couldn't bear it anymore, he was suddenly pressed down on the steps, the pressure on his body continued to increase, he felt that his whole body was a water bag, which would be squeezed at any time, and he let out a painful snort.

Under the altar, Wang Junyi examined the wound, and the musculoskeletal part of his left shoulder was all shattered, like a piece of paste, with only a little bit of skin and flesh connected together, which made him know that his left shoulder was completely finished.

Slowly pulling out the short sword from his sleeve, Wang Junyi pressed the blade against the remaining flesh and skin on his left shoulder, his eyes looking up at the darkness of the roof, and his mouth kept muttering.

In an instant, he slashed the short sword, and his entire left arm snapped off his shoulder, completely exposing the shattered fascia and broken bones of his bare left shoulder.

"Ahh

After a long time, Wang Junyi put down the short sword, tore off the placket of his shirt with one hand, and bandaged the wound awkwardly, during which he kept cursing and cursing, and after bandaging the wound crookedly, he stood up slowly with the short sword.

When Wang Junyi saw that Zhou Zhizhi was still lying on the last step, he shouted: "Boy, you'd better climb up, otherwise, I'll kill your father!"

Zhou Zhitou struggled on the steps, the last step seemed to be a moat, he tried hard to support his body, the joints made a crunching sound, as if the next moment was about to collapse, he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the aura completely retreated to his heart and mind.

Under the tremendous pressure, he moved his body little by little to the final peak, his bloodshot eyes seemed to burn, and every particle on the rough stone slab was like a sharp blade cutting through his fingers.

He squeezed himself up little by little, and when most of his body climbed onto the platform at the top of the altar, the boy let out a loud roar and turned his whole body up with all his strength.

In an instant, the altar emitted a strong light, and the entire monument shook with a bang, and the weight disappeared.

The boy was lying on the platform, his eyes were blood-red, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, which was caused by the imbalance inside and outside his body and the expansion of blood and qi after the pressure disappeared.

Wang Junyi saw Zhou Zhizhi climb to the top of the altar and laughed at Wang Shanwei: "Wang Shanwei, look, I succeeded, haha, you son of a bitch, fight with me for the secret treasure, you are looking for death!"

He walked up to Wang Shanwei and said, "Look up." ”

Wang Shanwei sat on the ground, his head bowed, and he didn't move.

Wang Junyi stretched out his short sword and slowly lifted Wang Shanwei's head, and found that Wang Shanwei's eyes were blank and a fist-like hole was broken in his chest.

"Dead. Wang Junyi was surprised, "It's a pity that he actually died." ”

Then, he let out an even more wild long laugh: "Hahaha-"

After the light subsided, Zhou Zhichu found that the top of the altar was wrapped in a water-like shield, he stood up and tried to touch it with his hands, it was really water, but he encountered great resistance when he wanted to pass through.

The top of the altar is a small platform, completely covered by a water pattern shield, and the internal and external sounds should be isolated, because he saw Wang Junyi laughing silently under the altar, which made him feel a little funny, but soon, he thought of how to escape, Wang Shanwei died, but Wang Junyi was still alive, and the spirit jade was also destroyed, what should I do?

Zhou Zhizhi walked to the offering table, it was a seemingly ordinary offering table, he tried to push it, it was extremely heavy.

There is no carving on the offering table except for a circular rune in the center, the runes are extremely complicated, even if the boy has the ability to remember, he can't completely remember it, and the magic weapon is floating above the rune, it exudes a restrained light, as if summoning.

At the beginning of the week, I looked around the platform again, and the ground was a rough white slate, and on it were the notches left by manual excavation, which were very new, and it seemed that the years had stopped here.

He came to the back of the offering table again, and there was nothing.

Looking at the magic weapon, Zhou Chuchu hesitated, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and at the moment of contact, he lost consciousness in his mind, and recovered in a moment.

He didn't know what had happened in that moment, but something must have happened, because at that moment, something more had in his mind, some diagrams, some words, some unheard-of mystical knowledge engraved in his mind, and it felt more esoteric than the runes on the offering table.

The young man shook his head as if he had been hit hard, he didn't know if these mysterious knowledge originally existed in his mind, but his memory was restored by the magic weapon, or if it poured into his mind like the aura in the spiritual jade.

But it didn't matter now, what mattered was that he found that his hand was glued to the magic weapon, and no matter how he pulled and broke free, he just didn't move the slightest.

This is like Xiao Wu's finger that was fixed in the air before, could it be that terrifying white smoke rising later?

He waited in horror, for a long time, the white smoke did not rise, but the whole monument began to shake continuously, he looked up, the black mist above writhed wildly, sometimes up, sometimes down.

The seal was broken, and at the beginning of the week, the intuition of the monument was about to collapse.

He looked under the altar, and both Daddy and Wang Junyi were screaming at him, and in addition to them, there was also a black shadow rushing down from the wall at a very fast speed.

The tremor of the monument made Wang Junyi a little flustered, and a roar suddenly came from behind him, followed by a gust of fishy wind.

Out of instinctive reaction, Wang Junyi turned around and put the short sword across his chest, a black claw hit the spine of the sword, and with a loud bang, Wang Junyi was knocked out with a sword.

"Little Five?!"

The black shadow lay on the ground like a spider on all fours, its sharp mouth full of fangs dripping saliva and spitting out snake-like letters and hissing.

Is this still a little five?

Looking at this monster, Wang Junyi exclaimed: "Your hand...... It's growing again?!"

Xiao Wu's limbs were propped up on the ground like an awl, and it raised its right arm, which looked intact, and the sharp top suddenly cracked, and the awl instantly turned into a claw. This monster has become more completely alienated, it is no longer like a person at all, and the most important thing is that it has become stronger again.

Wang Junyi ran away and rushed in the direction of the altar.

Behind him, the monster jumped up and quickly chased after him.

"Give me the magic weapon quickly!" Wang Junyi ran to the altar, stepped up the steps, and shouted at Zhou Zhizhi.

The monument shook violently, and Father Zhou also climbed onto the altar and shouted towards Zhou Zhichu: "Son, come down quickly, the monument is going to collapse!"

At the beginning of the week, there were words of suffering, and he was also anxious to see his father being blocked by the water pattern shield, but his hand was glued to the magic weapon and he didn't move.

Wang Junyi also climbed the altar from the other side, he wanted to rush in the water pattern shield, but found that he couldn't do it at all, there was a monster roar behind him, he turned around and looked, the hair stood on end, the monster was not blocked by the altar, and had already boarded the altar.

The seal is really broken!

In an instant, one person and one monster fought on the altar.

The young man's sweat was left on his forehead, and he was desperately thinking, what should he do? Suddenly, he saw the super complex rune directly below the magic weapon on the offering table, could it be that the magic weapon could not be suspended because of this rune?

Zhou Zhizhi took out a short dagger with his left hand and slashed towards the runes, but the table was hard beyond imagination, and there was not even a trace of imprint.

The tremors of the monument became more and more severe, and it seemed that bricks on the walls were starting to fall.

At the beginning of the week, he told himself to be calm, his eyes lit up when he looked at the offering table, can't he move the runes, can't he still move the offering table?

The young man propped his feet on the table, grabbed the wrist of his right hand that was stuck with his left hand, screamed, and leaned back and pulled back.

The heavy offering table couldn't withstand the huge force of the young man, and he was kicked to the ground, and the young man also fell heavily to the ground, and the sticky right hand was finally torn off by the left hand, and the magic weapon was tightly held in his hand.

At the same time, the water pattern barrier disappeared, the altar runes fell silent, and the entire hall suddenly darkened.

Father Zhou rushed to the platform, "Son, how are you?"

"I'm fine, run away, the monument is going to collapse. ”

At the beginning of the week, he turned over and got up, put his father on his back, and was about to rush down the altar.

"Give me the secret treasure, give it to me!"

Wang Junyi roared and swept a sword towards the monster, the monster did not dodge or dodge, and its claws swept towards his chest.

One person and one monster hit each other at the same time, the little five monsters screamed and fell off the altar, and Wang Junyi's chest was scratched by sharp claws.

Wang Junyi's long hair danced wildly, looking like crazy, ignoring the blood on his body, he shouted at Zhou Chuchu: "Give it to me, give it to me quickly! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

"Okay, here you go!"

Zhou Zhizhi suddenly threw the magic weapon in his hand in the direction of the monster under the altar, and at the same time rushed down the altar with his father on his back.

"You dare!" Wang Junyi was furious and wanted to kill the young man with a hidden weapon, but suddenly found that his left arm was broken, and he was holding a sword in his right hand, so he couldn't use a hidden weapon at all.

At this time, the monument shook wildly, and huge stones began to fall on the top, making a loud rumbling sound.

Wang Junyi roared angrily, so he had to let go of the boy and turned around and chased in the direction where the magic weapon fell.

After the monster fell off the altar, he turned over and got up angrily, and when he saw Wang Junyi rushing over, he roared and pounced, Wang Junyi's heart sank, why is this monster not injured at all.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Junyi was so anxious that the black fog on the roof was getting lower and lower, accompanied by the falling boulders, he roared at the monster and threw out his short sword.

The monster was hit by a short sword and flew out again.

Wang Junyi rushed past the monster, picked up the magic weapon on the ground, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, at a glance, he was suddenly dizzy, what kind of secret treasure is this, it is clearly an iron nail hidden weapon.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

At the same time, the boy had already rushed out of the hall with his father on his back.

Without waiting for the monster to get up, Wang Junyi chased towards the door of the hall, but it was too late, the black fog on the roof suddenly sank, and it was blocking at the door, Wang Junyi braked suddenly, and was frightened to see a shadow out of the black fog and come to him.