Wang Zhe also met the altar owner.

Wearing a black Taoist robe, he looked similar to an ordinary Taoist priest, but he couldn't hide the ferocity in his eyes.

As soon as he saw Wang Zhe break in, the monks of the Nine Shadows Sect instantly surrounded him.

"It's all from the Nine Shadows Sect, it's good, I see that none of them are innocent in the morning." Wang Zhe also looked around.

In an instant, the mana on his body was emitted, like a landslide and tsunami. The people in the Taoist temple lost their minds instantly, and they all seemed to be stunned.

Then the flames rose, enveloping the entire Taoist temple in an instant.

Burning Mountains and Rivers,

One after another, the cult cultivators of the Nine Shadows Sect were burned to char in the thick flames.

Before they died, they panicked, they wanted to struggle, but it was like a mountain pressing down on them, they couldn't resist at all, they couldn't move.

Divine power is like hell!

Crackling, the pillars, walls, and roof of the Taoist temple were all engulfed in flames.

Standing in the distance and looking this way, I saw blazing flames and thick smoke.

It's just that in the deep mountains and old forests, no one will pay attention to it at all.

A fire burned the Taoist temple and burned all the sins in it.

There is only one person left alive in this temple, and that is the altar master.

He carried a "Nine Shadow Flag" on his body, protected his body, broke through the flames, and rose into the air, about to flee.

flew out less than ten zhang before Wang Zhe raised his hand and fell from mid-air with a finger.

The "Nine Shadow Flags" that wrapped around the body were also broken by Wang Zhe's fingers.

"You, who are you?" The altar lord looked terrified and trembled.

"Take me to your altar." Wang Zhe snorted coldly, and the altar master snorted coldly after hearing it.

"Backbone." Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and one of his arms broke off and flew away from his body.

Ah, a scream. Then a little bit was pointed at him, and the flames burned.

When his other arm was burned to ashes by the flames, he finally couldn't help it.

promised to take Wang Zhe to the main altar of the Nine Shadows Sect.

What surprised him a little was that the main altar of the Nine Shadows Sect was actually in Liangzhou.

A wild place, in the middle of a barren mountain.

"It's right there." In the distance, the evil cultivator pointed to the mountains in the distance.

The mountain looked unremarkable except desolation.

"You can go." Wang Zhe let go, and the man fell from a height of hundreds of zhang.

The cultivation of the Nine Shadows Sect was abolished, and the magic weapon could not be used, so he could only keep struggling and shouting.

"You don't want to die!" He cursed.

Bang, suddenly fell on a rock in the mountain, fell to pieces of bones, turned into a puddle of minced meat, like a watermelon falling on the ground, no human shape.

Wang Zhe landed on the mountain and looked at the mountains not far away.

As far as the eye could see, there was no one in sight in the wind and sand.

In Wang Zhe's eyes, there was a breath lingering on it, like a curtain of light that seemed to be there and nothing, like an aurora.

Formation!

He pinched his fingers and counted, dangerous.

The danger is also going, these people should be killed!

Not getting rid of it is not enough to vent the anger in my heart.

He used his supernatural powers, hid his figure, and slowly approached the mountain.

The closer you go, the more you realize the extraordinaryness of this mountain.

His consciousness radiated far away.

In the seemingly desolate mountains, there are sentry posts, and there is more than one, and there are them in all directions.

Far away, near, but in the dark.

Rustling, lizards crawling over the hills, birds flying by.

One hid in a cave and quietly looked out.

A small bird flew up and landed on his shoulder, chirping. Seems to be talking to him about something.

A gust of wind passed by him, very light.

A man cowered in a crevice in the rock, like a groundhog, motionless, staring diagonally ahead.

These are guards hiding in the shadows.

There is a deep canyon in the mountains, and on both sides of the canyon are hundreds of feet high mountain rocks, and the mountain rocks are faintly red.

There are some large and small caves on these rock walls, which are in the air, and cannot reach the sky or the ground.

Whoosh, Wang Zhe entered one of the caves.

There was a sentry four or five feet away from the cave, with a black robe on his body and a spear in his hand.

There are also talismans carved on the stone walls on both sides of the cave. The road slopes downwards and can only be passed by two people side by side.

The stairs are smooth, and judging from the condition of the rocks, I don't know how many people have walked here.

The stone steps twisted and weng, and after walking down for a distance of about 100 zhang, a huge cave suddenly opened up in front of you.

On the wall on one side of this natural thing is a huge statue, about ten zhang high, with three heads and six arms, and a hideous face, which is the Netherworld Emperor worshiped and sacrificed by the Nine Shadows Sect.

On either side of the Nether Emperor were two stone statues, less than half his height.

A flame burned behind one of them, and a layer of ice seemed to envelop the other.

One left and one right, as if the left and right protectors.

On either side of these two stone statues there are ten other stone statues, with different images and hideous faces.

Seeing that this Netherworld Emperor is obviously not alone, but has his own hands.

Underneath the cave is a very empty, fairly flat space, large enough for hundreds of people to gather here.

There are several openings leading into the mountains, and it is not known where those passages lead.

There are also permanent lights burning on the walls, giving off a special aroma.

There were two people walking underneath, but the whole cave seemed to be even more empty.

Wang Zhe stood on a high place, looking at the cave, and the surrounding stone walls were carved with talismans and formations.

His consciousness was suppressed in this cave.

It's too quiet, it's a little abnormal.

So he felt the need to throw stones to ask for directions and create some movement.

With a little hand, one of the guards hiding in the shadows fell from mid-air, fell to the ground with a snap, and let out a scream of pain.

Woo, and then a distinctive whistle sounded in the cave.

In less than three breaths, more than a dozen figures immediately flew out from different directions and surrounded the person.

Immediately after that, several figures sealed the different caves. Two of the caves are guarded a little more.

Wang Zhe raised his hand and clicked twice in the air.

The Buddha pointed out,

The guards at the entrance of the two caves flew out directly, vomiting blood in mid-air, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Someone, someone has broken into the main altar!" Someone shouted.

The wind rises,

Wang Zhe exerted his magic power and recited the spell, and suddenly the wind rose in the cave, blowing so that people really couldn't open their eyes.

The talismans and formations around the cave sensed and lit up.

A black wind, a monk wearing a black robe with silver threads inlaid on the black robe came to inquire.

"What a bold man, dare to come here to spread wild, let me catch you, you will definitely be better than dead."

He had just finished saying that.

With a pop, his head exploded.

How can a mere three-grade monk be able to defeat the immortals, and he is the peerless Buddha of Buddhism.

Wang Zhe took advantage of the chaos and rushed straight into one of the caves, which was full of twists and turns.

Suddenly, Wang Zhe stopped.

There was actually a dungeon in front of him, with iron doors one after another, Wang Zhe walked to the door of a cell and looked inside through the iron window.

I saw a person tied to the wall, the flesh and blood on the left half of his body was gone, only the bones remained, and the remaining flesh and blood of the ordinary body had also rotted away, and there were still some maggots crawling on it.

He walked to another cell, where a man's stomach had been torn open and strange vines had grown out of his belly.

The man in the other cell, all his limbs were gone, only the upper half of his body remained.

......

This cell leads all the way to the depths, I don't know how many there are, and there is more than one floor, and there seem to be many floors downward.

"So cruel!"

Shenjiaotong,

Wang Zhe exerts his magical powers,

The figure moves rapidly in this dungeon,

Kakaka, the doors of the old rooms are opened,

Bang bang, all the chains that trapped those people were broken and broken,

Some people are dying, some are worse than dead, but there are still others who breathe a sigh of anger and are full of anger,

They thought they would die a tragic death here, but they didn't expect that someone would come to save them.

Death, they are not afraid, but they are not willing to be tortured to death by such endless torture, they prefer to pull a cushion on their backs before they die, and kill a few damn cults of the Nine Shadow Sect.

Now here's the opportunity,

Immediately after, a series of terrible screams rang out in the dungeon.

The dungeon, which has never had an accident in hundreds of years, has something big going on today.

The monks in charge of guarding the cell hurriedly gathered around. Some of them met Wang Zhe,

Wang Zhe simply waved his palm, raised his finger and pointed,

Blazing Sun Palm,

The Buddha pointed out,

Die if you touch it, die if you touch it,

Along the way, a person either burst directly, or hit the wall, and fell into flesh.

Neither ordinary monks nor those monks with silver and gold threads embroidered on their bodies, none of them were his enemies.

"Who is this?"

An iron tower-like monk stopped on the road ahead of Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe raised his hand a little,

With a pop, his head exploded directly, like a watermelon broken by a wooden stick, and the headless corpse fell.

In the cave, in a separate room,

An old man in a black robe with flames embroidered on his sleeves holds a brush in his hand.

He was painting, but instead of ink, he was using crimson blood, which seemed to be steaming hot.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

"What's the matter?" He put down the brush in his hand.

"Elder, someone broke into the prison and killed many disciples in the sect."

"What, what a guts!" The old man heard this, and then the man rushed out, turned into a flash of fire, and went directly in the direction of the prison.

At this time, the elder in the main altar of the Nine Shadows Sect was already bleeding and dead bodies were everywhere.

Some of these corpses were guarded by monks of the Nine Shadows Sect, and some were prisoners who had escaped from the prison.

The fight continues,

Suddenly, a fire rushed over him, and at once he came to the side of a monk who had just escaped from the dungeon, and slapped his head with a palm, and at once he burst his head off, and then a raging flame burst into flames, which burned him to ashes.

He rushed to kill all the way, and when he saw one kill one by one, he would even kill the disciples in the Nine Shadows Sect who were in the way.

At this time, Wang Zhe had already reached the bottom of the dungeon, where the cold air was bubbling, and he was actually soaked in the cold groundwater.

There were nine cells in the icy water, each with talismans carved on the outside, and the doors were made of cold iron.

Because these cells are filled with great monks who have cultivated to the highest level.

These prison doors were extremely hard, but in front of Wang Zhe, there was more than one mention.

Peng, he slapped it away with one palm, and saw that the first adult was imprisoned, an old man, with steel needles inserted all over his body, and even several on the top of his head.

This old man's whole body was soaked in water, and he was still alive.

Wang Zhe raised his hand for a while, and the water around him suddenly gushed out.

Lao Dao opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zhe.

"Who are you?"

Wang Zhe didn't speak, he raised his hand and grabbed it, swishing, and the steel needles that pierced Lao Dao's body flew out, but he didn't move the ones on the top of his head.

Hiss, whew,

Lao Dao took a deep breath, his eyes blood-red.

The steel needles that pierced his skull slowly popped out one by one, swishing into the rocks around him.

"Old man Hong Xiaotian, if I can get out alive this time, I owe you a life!"

"Wang Zhe." After reporting to his home, Wang Zhe threw him a bottle of pills.

Then he turned around and continued to the next cell.

There was a black light flowing behind him, and under the innate five elements of divine power, these streams of water were all dispersed, making a way for him, as if the subjects had seen the emperor.

It didn't take long for him to release all the people in these cells, only six people, three of which were empty.

Although these six people had been tortured for an unknown amount of time, the aura on their bodies recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye after they came out, because each of them had taken the pill.

The elixir provided by Wang Zhe,

He has killed so many wicked people, I don't know how many pills he has accumulated.

Well

Suddenly, Wang Zhe felt a gloomy wave coming from the deeper underground.

Something else down there?

Wang Zhe raised his hand a little under his feet, Kacha sounded, the ground broke directly, the crack kept thinking about the underground eyes, and the cold water rushed down the crack,

With a bang, a large hole broke open in the ground, and a flash of red light rushed out of the ground with a ghost-like howl, followed by a pungent bloody breath.

Wang Zhe fixed his eyes and saw that the depths under this dungeon were actually a sea of blood!

This is

Netherworld Blood?!

Wang Zhe's figure flashed to the west and stood in mid-air.

This is a very large underground space, and there is nothing else in the underground space, only a lake, a blood-colored lake.

"With so many big lakes, how many people have to be killed, and how long has it been accumulated?!" Wang Zhe was directly stunned.

Woo, it seems to feel the breath of a living person, this blood lake churns, and then a huge suction force is generated,

Wang Zhe was only briefly frightened, followed by anger, full of anger,

The flames burned from his body, and at this moment, his mana emanated without reservation, earth-shattering coercion, earth-shattering flames,

Burning mountains and rivers!

Burn a thousand mountains, boil a hundred rivers,

He's going to burn this lake of blood dry today!

The flames swept through this underground blood lake in an instant, this is not an ordinary flame, there is real fire in it, there is karmic fire,