Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Sacrifice

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and at this moment, his body rose again, and when he was about to fly, he felt a strong pressure on him again, preventing him from flying. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His body slowly fell to the ground, he glanced at the sky with a thoughtful expression, and took out a flying sword from the storage bag in silence.

Then his consciousness moved, and immediately the flying sword made a sword roar, and the sword light flashed, and flew towards the sky violently, Wang Cheng stared at the flying sword carefully, until the flying sword flew out of a certain distance, and suddenly the sword body trembled, and it was about to fall.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and the divine consciousness attached to the flying sword exploded, and he forcibly stopped the flying sword in mid-air, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a strand of gray silk thread suddenly flash, and a crisp sound came, and the flying sword in mid-air trembled and turned into fragments and fell......

Looking at this scene, Wang Cheng took a deep breath, and became cautious about this huge altar in his heart at this moment.

Although there are opportunities here, there are also countless crises, and if you are not careful, you may die here.

There was also that kind of gray silk thread, although it was only for an instant, but he saw the dense gray silk thread, glanced at the gray jade slip in his hand again, and after silently sensing a little, his body suddenly rushed out and galloped towards the huge altar.

As he approached the altar, Wang Cheng suddenly found that this huge altar was actually much bigger than what he saw, and the small characters on it contained some kind of rules, and a sense of psychic emanation emanated.

As he was galloping, Wang Cheng suddenly slowed down, his eyes condensed on a black figure dozens of feet away, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

After coming to this stone palace, it was the first time he met Monk Jiedan, it was an old man in black, his face was dry and wrinkled, and his body exuded a trace of death, giving people a feeling as if he was about to return to ruins.

At this moment, the old man in black was also looking at Wang Cheng, his expression was flat, he couldn't see joy or anger, and when a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, at the moment when Wang Cheng approached here, his right hand was raised without warning, and he grabbed it in the direction of Wang Cheng.

The wind burst out, and under the grasp of the old man in black, an invisible big hand seemed to appear, facing Wang Cheng here, and grabbed it directly.

Wang Cheng's expression changed suddenly, and without saying a word, his body rolled upside down and retreated quickly.

The old man in black looked at this scene indifferently, his right hand was raised again, and the invisible big hand was also raised, grabbing Wang Cheng again, this time at an extremely fast speed, almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's heart suddenly sank, gritted his teeth and slapped the storage bag, dozens of flying swords suddenly appeared, almost without hesitation, his consciousness moved, and at the moment when the big hand grabbed it, these dozens of flying swords began to roar together, revealing themselves.

These flying swords are not of high grade, and in the face of the blow of this Jiedan monk, they collapsed and scattered with almost no resistance, although so, but fortunately, there were many flying swords, and when the invisible illusory big hand touched these flying swords, it still paused slightly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Cheng's speed suddenly skyrocketed, and in a few ups and downs, he had already run far away, and at this moment he glanced back at the old man in black in the distance, with a solemn expression, and was about to continue to flee when an old voice suddenly came.

"If you dare to get close to here again, you will be killed!"

This voice sounded extremely flat, but it had a sense of slaughter, as if as long as Wang Cheng stepped into the hundred zhang, the other party would definitely kill him......

Glancing at the old man in black, Wang Cheng thought slightly, then turned around and galloped in another direction, there was an old man in black guarding this place, he couldn't enter the altar, but he didn't know which one was the entrance to the altar......

Soon, he came to another entrance to the altar, and just after walking a hundred feet, a middle-aged man in blue clothes appeared in front of him.

Before he could even see the other party's face clearly, an indifferent voice sounded in his ears:

"Dare to take another step forward, die. ”

Glancing at the middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, feeling the other party's aura beyond the foundation, Wang Cheng groaned slightly, his body turned again, and walked in another direction.

At the same time, he began to think in his heart, this huge altar, it seems that every entrance is guarded, and the cultivation is all in the realm of Yudan, the foundation monk, he has not seen it here......

Somewhat confused, Wang Cheng walked towards the next entrance, and as soon as he arrived there, he saw Nanmo sitting cross-legged at the entrance and meditating with his eyes closed.

Wang Cheng groaned in his heart, and his body walked towards Nanmo, but when he just walked to Baizhang, Nanmo, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Wang Chenghou, and said in a calm tone: "Wang Cheng, this place is not the place you should come, leave quickly." ”

"What's in this place, why can't I enter?" Wang Cheng looked at Nanmo, this Nanmo was from the same sect as him, and he was not afraid that the other party would make a move on him, and asked at this moment.

When the words fell, Nanmo frowned, glanced at Wang Chenghou, and couldn't help but think of Han Lingzi behind him, he sighed slightly in his heart, and said slowly: "Wang Cheng...... This altar has been occupied by the monks of the place, and it contains a great treasure......"

At this point, he paused, glanced at Wang Cheng, and stopped talking.

After listening to Nanmo's words, Wang Cheng was silent, when he saw the statue of the immortal general Merlin before, he felt that this altar was by no means simple, although it was not the inheritance of the immortal, but it was very likely to be the inheritance of the immortal general......

For the inheritance of the immortal, Wang Cheng has decided that no matter what, he will fight, and he is not willing to give up the inheritance of this immortal.

Glancing at the gray jade slip in his hand, Wang Cheng thought for a while, patted the storage bag, and directly took out all the gray jade slips, floating in front of him at this moment, a trace of invisible gray silk threads connected towards the statue of Merlin.

Nanmo looked at this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't care about it, he had already seen this gray jade slip, except for that trace of guidance, it was actually not much different from ordinary jade slips.

Wang Cheng looked at these jade slips, a few traces of essence flashed in his expression, in fact, he had already guessed about this gray jade slip, at this moment, with a pinch of his right hand, all the jade slips began to shatter, and the gray silk threads seemed to be freed from the shackles, turning into gray rays that no one could see, flying towards the statue of Merlin, and then fused into it.

Dozens of gray rays flew out from Wang Cheng, and no one could detect it, even after Wang Cheng crushed these jade slips, he didn't notice the slightest abnormality.

But the next moment, Wang Cheng's expression suddenly changed, and a voice that seemed to be heard only by him sounded in his head.

"Sacrifice fifty-eight pieces of jade, and give you the qualifications to enter. ”

This voice echoed in Wang Cheng's mind, his eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and his face showed a hint of truthfulness, the jade slip that was crushed by him before was fifty-eight pieces.

Taking a deep breath, there was nothing unusual, Wang Cheng glanced at Nanmo, and after bowing to it, his body quickly disappeared here, heading towards a no-man's land.

After Wang Cheng left, Nanmo's expression was slightly deep, and then he slowly closed his eyes......

In fact, it is said that this place is a stone palace, but inside it is more like a world, Wang Cheng is standing behind a rock at the moment, and a gray air flow appears in his hand, forming a whirlpool.

There is a teleportation power in this whirlpool, and with his powerful divine sense, Wang Cheng can clearly feel that the teleportation power of this whirlpool is impressively within the altar of the underworld.

After groaning, Wang Cheng no longer hesitated, and at this moment, his divine consciousness suddenly poured into this whirlpool, and after a sweep, the gray whirlpool shook violently, and began to grow larger in the blink of an eye, and finally like a huge mouth, it directly swallowed Wang Chengzheng personally.

At the same time, at several entrances to the altar, all the Yuedan monks' expressions changed, and they only felt a wave of teleportation, and it was obvious that someone had already entered the altar.

The thin old man in black glanced at the entrance behind him with an indifferent expression at this moment, and in silence, he suddenly slapped the storage bag, took out a white jade slip and crushed it directly, and suddenly a white light rose into the sky, illuminating this somewhat dim world.

Suddenly, at several other entrances, he saw this white-manged Yudan monk, and at this moment, his eyes flickered, and he coincidentally entered the altar......

Nanmo glanced at the altar with a somewhat deep expression, frowned slightly, and walked into the entrance, in fact, according to the previous agreement they had made, after the heavy treasure in the altar appeared, they would snatch it by their own ability.

Before that, they wanted to prevent outsiders from entering the altar, but now that something had happened inside the altar, it would not have been possible to enter the altar early.

"The old man has been stuck at the peak of Yudan for hundreds of years...... No matter what he says this time, the old man will get that heavy treasure to break through the Yuan Baby!"

A flash of brightness flashed in Nanmo's eyes, and the next moment the figure disappeared at the entrance.

At this moment, with the absence of those Jiedan monks guarding the entrance, one after another Tsukiji monks began to enter, most of them found the entrance by collecting gray jade slips, and they didn't know the specific purpose of the gray jade slips.

Besides, Wang Cheng, looking at the misty space in front of him, his divine sense came out, surrounding him, once someone came, he had enough time to react.

At this time, Wang Cheng gradually returned to his original caution in the realm of life and death, and he cautiously moved forward in this fog, and at the same time began to plan in his heart.

Previously, he crushed the gray jade slip and obtained the qualification to teleport to this place, so if he sacrificed again, it was very likely that he would get something again......

Thinking of this, he secretly sighed that it was a pity that he didn't care about it when he collected jade slips before, so there were many opportunities to snatch other people's jade slips, but he gave them up.

"I'm probably not the only one here...... Maybe someone will enter the ......" Wang Cheng thought about it in his heart, and there was a glint in his eyes.