Chapter 336

"Boy, do you really want to go?"

Peng Ming looks back at Wang Jian helplessly and asks.

"How many times have you asked, I'll go and have a look. It's OK!"

I'm not buying it

Peng Ming secretly scolded in his heart. When he went in, he was determined to live and die. Who did he say nothing to?

Wang Jian is really curious about this place. If he doesn't go in and have a look at it, his heart will itch. What's more, the reward given by the system is too rich. Whether it's shenghun Dan or Xuanshui Dan, he is bound to win.

After they picked up the altar, they could see a bronze altar with a radius of about four or five meters. The whole altar seemed to have been soaked in blood for countless years, full of the ancient charm of vicissitudes.

"How to get in?"

"Once you go in, there's no chance to go back. You have to think clearly!"

Peng Ming asked again, his face dignified.

"I've got it in my head. You can say it quickly."

"Well, you just need to drop a drop of blood on the altar, and it's the same when you come out!"

Seeing Wang Jian's impatient expression, Peng Ming knows that Wang Jian has made up his mind. No matter how he persuades him, it's useless. He can only tell Wang Jian the way.

Hearing the speech, Wang Jian's eyes moved. Then he grasped Peng Ming's hand and opened a small mouth with his soul power to meet Peng Ming's surprised eyes.

"The trough! What are you going to do! "

Peng Ming's face was frightened and he wanted to step back. His arm was suddenly retracted. He wanted to take back Wang Jian and hold his hand, but his strength was in vain.

"It's been closed for so long. There may be some virus or bacteria in it. It's easy to infect wounds, so I'd like to borrow your hand."

"Don't worry, my dear! It doesn't hurt! "

Wang Jian bloodletting Peng Ming kindly, with a few drops of blood dripping on the altar, the whole altar suddenly burst out red light.

It's like a bloody veil, covering the whole altar..

"Don't pull me, boy, I don't want to go in!"

When he saw the blood fog, Peng Ming began to struggle frantically. His face was full of panic. If Wang Jian went in, he might have a chance to survive, but it was not enough for his strength to plug the teeth of those ghosts!

Wang Jian curled his mouth, then let go of Peng Ming's hand and looked at the blood fog in the field of vision.

The blood fog gradually surrounded Wang Jian, making people unable to see what happened inside the altar.

The blood fog suddenly came and disappeared quietly. After the blood fog disappeared, the figure of Wang Jian disappeared on the altar, like a dream.

Not far away, Zhao Gong, who has been observing the trend here, suddenly changes his face. Then he runs to Peng Ming in a hurry, grabs Peng Ming's collar and roars: "where's our dean?"

Peng Ming nuzui, motioned to Zhao Gong to look at the red altar at his feet, and said: "go in, secret place!"

"If he can come out, it will be of great benefit to you."

"If you can't get out..."

He didn't go on, but the ugly Zhao Gong already knew what it meant.

"Damn it

Can't help scolding, Zhao Gong glared at Peng Ming mercilessly, then turned around and galloped towards the direction of the college.

"You guys, keep an eye on him!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell a few ghosts.

A few little guys are naturally very intelligent, smell speech immediately bared his teeth, Peng Ming was trapped up.

Seeing this, Peng Ming couldn't help but be happy. He said with a smile, "a few kids are still cute."

He hooked his fingers to some little guys, trying to tease them.

A few little guys were stunned at first, and then they were so angry that their hair exploded. This human didn't pay attention to our brothers!

The fire on huoluan's body began to soar, and the thunder on Lord thunder's body also bloomed. The wolf king's eyes were cold, and the golden lion's eyes were red

"Gulu..."

Peng Ming secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, in front of the eyes of several small guys, suddenly feel that the situation is not very good.

"Hello! What are you guys going to do? "

"Hiss!"

A thunder suddenly flew to Peng Ming, followed by a red flame and two small beasts.

……

On the other hand, Wang Jian only felt that the blood mist in front of him had condensed and dissipated. When his vision was restored again, earth shaking changes had taken place around him.

In the sky, clouds are rolling, accompanied by red thunder snakes rolling. Below is endless black scorched earth. Above the scorched earth, there is a scarlet blood river flowing slowly, just like the hot and red magma seeping out of the cracked earth.

In addition, the world is only a look at the endless pale earth.

There is no sunshine, only endless darkness.

I don't know where the wind comes from. It makes people's body and soul tremble.

Wang Jian took a deep breath, looked at the scene like the end of hell, looked around and looked at his feet.

It seems that there are only three colors on this piece of land, one is the black scorched earth, the other is the dark red blood River, and finally the pale white land.

Step light move, soon came out the fragile white bone that crisp fracture sound, at the foot of this piece of white bone do not know how many years of experience, now has become decadent.

On this silent land, the sudden breaking sound is extremely clear.

As soon as he came in, Wang Jian, who had already covered the vast area around him, suddenly found something wrong. His face suddenly changed, the angel dance behind him started, and the whole person soared to the sky.

On the black-and-white earth, in the crevices of white bones and scorched earth, there are many transparent ghosts floating out. Their appearance has already become indistinct, but we can still judge whether they are human beings or ghosts through their general shape.

However, it seems that this is no longer important. When these ghosts were awakened, they began to fight crazily. The Terran ghosts and ghost beasts began to fight, and the number of them changed people's mind.

"Eyes of exploration!"

[ghost, Terran, strength: Soul king!]

[ghost, flamingo, strength: Soul king!]

[ghost, Terran, strength: Soul emperor!]

……

Looking around, almost all the ghosts use the strength of the soul king or the soul emperor. It's hard to imagine what kind of strength they had in their lifetime.

There are several ghosts who don't have long eyes rushing towards Wang Jian. Some of them are human and some of them are spirit beasts. It seems that it's natural to fight with each other after death, but they can't distinguish living creatures.

Hello, Hello! Man, I'm a Terran, too! How come it's coming towards me!

Wang Jian's face was helpless, but his eyes were calm.

The wings behind him are bursting with thousands of light, and hundreds of light plumes are mercilessly shooting at the flying ghost.

Flowing like an arrow, like rain falling!