Undead Valkyrie

Chapter 212 The Altar
Small, as small as a speck of dust.Through the information imparted by the old ghost Wuhen, Meng Tianchen realized how humble he was. To the mighty Fire Clan, he was not even an ant.

Obviously found that Meng Tianchen's current state was abnormal, and his mood fluctuated a bit. The Wuhen old ghost who became alert, no matter what Meng Tianchen asked, he refused to explain.

Meng Tianchen eagerly wants to know information about the myriad worlds, as well as information about the ten ancient races.

"Little bastard, let's get out of here! Not to mention those horrible prohibitions and slave monsters on the altar below, we can't even get close. Especially the altar shield, God knows how much energy it has absorbed, as long as we get close, It will turn into pure energy and be swallowed by the shroud of the altar." Reluctantly, Wuhen old ghost had no choice but to change the subject.

"Altar?" Meng Tianchen, who was awake, was also shocked, but his mind was fluctuating violently before, and his martial arts will was unstable.

"Master, you said that the altar in the shield below is the altar of the fire clan?"

"How could this be the altar of the Fire Clan? If it was the altar of the Fire Clan, we would still be here to observe it? It is the altar of the Nuzomo. Among the countless races enslaved by the Fire Clan, the Nuzomo is not worth mentioning , the status is very low."

Meng Tianchen was shocked again, and after trying his best to check, he didn't find any trace of the Canglong Stick, and he didn't feel a trace of it. It seemed to have disappeared, died.

And the bloody little fish who didn't know that Meng Tianchen was communicating with the old ghost Wuhen found that Meng Tianchen's face was constantly changing, and he was a little puzzled in his anxiety.

"Damn it, could it be that the Canglong Stick turned into pure energy and was swallowed by the altar shield as Wuhen old ghost guessed? It disappeared completely?" Staring at the terrifying giant below, Meng Tianchen hated it.

"Master, is there any way to break the altar shield of Nu Zombie Demon?" Meng Tianchen, who was strongly unwilling, pinned his hopes on Wuhen Old Ghost.

"Break it? What are you kidding!" Wuhen old ghost said with a shudder, "Our current strength is too weak to break through the altar shield below. I'm sure that even ordinary Wu Wangqiang Or, once they get close to the altar shield, there will only be a fate of losing their souls."

"Master, why don't the slave monsters around the altar come out? They should have discovered us!" Ignoring the scarlet little fish's nagging warnings, Meng Tianchen questioned Wuhen old ghost.

"Those lowly slave monsters are not to be feared. Judging from their stature, most of them are at the half-step Martial Ancestor level, and those with the largest stature are just at the first step of the Martial Zong level. The reason why the slave monsters don't come out , should be adhering to a mission, maintaining the altar or something." Wuhen old ghost is not very sure, because of the ferocity of Nuzomo, after discovering Meng Tianchen, under normal circumstances, he will definitely release the shield.

The Wuhen old ghost and Meng Tianchen never imagined that the reason why these brutal slave zombies did not dare to come out after discovering Meng Tianchen was because their clansmen were massacred decades ago.

In the end, it was the altar shield that destroyed the powerful human being. Since then, the Nuzomo never dared to step out of the shield and moved wantonly in the magma area.

With the existence of the altar shield, the Nuzomo hiding inside is almost invincible.Even if they saw Meng Tianchen's low cultivation level, they didn't want to take the risk.

You must know that the slave zombie is not only cruel, but also cunning.

This trip was a big loss, not only did not find the so-called treasure, even the natal weapon, the Canglong Cudgel, was lost.

Staring at the altar shield below, Meng Tianchen could be said to itch his teeth with hatred.

硿!
Suddenly, just when Meng Tianchen wanted to leave helplessly, he suddenly found that the altar shield below vibrated.

Inside the shroud of the altar, all the slave monsters rioted together, rushing towards the three huge black stone pillars, inputting energy into them.

In the middle of the three black stone pillars is a tall stone platform.

On the originally empty stone platform, a stick appeared, a gray stick.

The gray stick is [-] meters high, and it is full of purple lightning lights. These purple lightning lights are exactly the same, and they look like leaves, which is very mysterious.

"Cang! Canglong stick!" Meng Tianchen screamed in shock.

The bloody little fish and Wuhen old ghost also exclaimed.

"This? This is impossible! How could the Canglong Stick pass through the altar shield? It didn't turn into pure energy and was absorbed by the altar shield!" Wuhen old ghost was stunned.

"Hahaha!"

Meng Tianchen, who was laughing wildly, shouted almost crazily: "The Canglong Cudgel, that's my Canglong Cudgel!"

At this moment, the feeling of being connected by heart and blood reappeared again, and the excited Meng Tianchen almost cried.

"return!"

However, despite Meng Tianchen's drive and induction, Canglong Cudgel didn't respond, ignored him, seemed to be out of control, and stood alone on the altar.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" Meng Tianchen was furious, and roared downward.

Blocked by the altar shield, although he could see it with the naked eye, Meng Tianchen didn't know what happened inside the altar shield below.Those slave monsters seemed to be in a panic, frantically pouring energy into the three black stone pillars.

It seems that the Canglong stick that appeared on the altar put a lot of pressure on the slave zombies.

suddenly!Huhu!

Immediately afterwards, Meng Tianchen clearly saw that the altar shield below was shaking, slightly shaking.

Moreover, wisps of intense red mysterious energy overflowed from the terrifying altar shield, floating into the three towering black stone pillars, as if they were fighting against the black dragon stick on the altar.

"Master, do you know what's going on here?" Meng Tianchen asked anxiously.

"Ghost knows!" The old ghost Wuhen was curious.

The blood-colored little fish, who is the spirit of the Ancient Yuan Tool Blood River Tower, seemed to have seen some clues, and murmured uncertainly: "Master, what kind of energy does the Canglong Stick seem to be absorbing?"

"Absorb energy!" Shocked, Meng Tianchen recalled the entire process of the Canglong Stick's sacrifice, which was full of mystery, especially the indestructible and self-swallowing energy characteristics, and was very excited.

"I hope the Canglong Stick can come back!" Meng Tianchen couldn't do anything at this moment, he could only pray.

hum!
In less than a moment, Meng Tianchen was pleasantly surprised to find that the shroud of the altar vibrated more violently than before.Moreover, the intense red mysterious energy that drifted into the three black stone pillars from the altar shield became more and more dense.

Meng Tianchen knew that the reason for this must be that the Canglong stick put enough pressure on the altar.Although, he didn't know why the Canglong Cudgel became so powerful that even the altar of Nuzomo could be shaken.

This is where the hope lies.

Meng Tianchen seemed to have seen that the Canglong Stick might really be able to perform miracles and destroy the altar in a short time.

As time passed bit by bit, Meng Tianchen became more and more nervous.

After the bloody little fish and Wuhen old ghost were surprised, they also paid close attention to the altar below.

Pong!
The shroud of the altar shook more and more violently, and it seemed that the energy supporting the entire altar could no longer be supported.

Meng Tianchen was very puzzled, could it be that the slave zombies in the altar are so stupid?I don't know how to attack the black dragon stick on the altar.Obviously, it was the Black Dragon Stick that caused all this abnormality.

Nuzomo is not stupid, cruel and cunning.

Roar!
Sure enough, an accident happened.The slave zombies who were in a state of madness rushed out of the altar shield one after another. They couldn't get close to the altar in the center of the altar. They had already discovered Meng Tianchen outside the altar shield.

Similarly, I also guessed that the Canglong stick that broke into the altar was probably related to this low-level human being.

"Depend on!"

With a sound of cursing, Meng Tianchen saw many slave monsters rushing out of the altar shield, locking him and rushing fiercely, he was in a hurry.

If it's just a half-step Martial Ancestor-level slave zombie, even if it's a one-step Martial Ancestor-level slave zombie, Meng Tianchen can do his best to resist it.

However, there are too many slave zombies coming from this attack.Not to mention those half-step Wuzong Nuzomos who are about five meters tall, there are ten Nuzomos whose stature reaches ten meters, they are one-step Wuzong strongmen, and it is impossible to deal with them.

"Master! Hurry up and enter the Blood River Tower!" The bloody little fish exclaimed.

At this moment, it was too late to run, so they had to hide in the Blood River Pagoda. With the strength of the ancient artifacts on the Blood River Pagoda, there was absolutely nothing these slave zombies could do.

Whoosh!
Meng Tianchen, whose figure had disappeared, even hid in the Blood River Pagoda, still had a look of fear on his face.

Outside, nearly a hundred slave zombies roared again and again, desperately attacking the main body of the Blood River Pagoda.

hum!
Meng Tianchen clearly felt the spatial vibration in the Blood River Pagoda, and even the little broken birds and Mao Mao who were in deep retreat woke up, not knowing what happened.

After seeing and suffering countless powerful attacks, the Blood River Tower remained indifferent.Meng Tianchen breathed a sigh of relief, and then entered the space of giant monuments of various departments where Little Po Niao Mao Mao and others retreated.

"Aba! What's the matter outside?" After seeing that Meng Tianchen was safe, the little broken bird Mao Mao was very happy.

"Hey! It's okay." Meng Tianchen was very surprised that he couldn't find out the cultivation level of the little broken bird Mao Mao.

Enjoying Meng Tianchen's surprised eyes very much, the little broken bird froze and said: "Aba, I'm going out! I have already reached half a step to the peak of Wuzong, and I have encountered a bottleneck. Hard training can't advance, if you can It would be nice to have some dark elements or heaven and earth spirits that contain the mysteries of space."

Meng Tianchen became worried when he thought that the little broken bird Mao Mao needed to devour the rare spiritual objects of heaven and earth in order to cross the great realm.

However, it was extremely surprising that the little broken bird Mao Mao was able to reach the half-step Wu Zong peak.With the monstrosity of the little broken bird, he can definitely match, and even behead an ordinary one-step Wuzong powerhouse.

Finally, with a strong helper, Meng Tianchen felt a lot more relaxed when he let the little broken bird Mao Mao stand on his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, after comforting Feng Hanba and others one after another, Meng Tianchen came to the huge monument space where Zhuge Yun was retreating.

"Little Tianchen!" Seeing Meng Tianchen with his own eyes, Zhuge Yun was very excited, his upturned body suddenly stuck to Meng Tianchen's body, his winking eyes were like silk, and his enthusiasm was like fire.He didn't shy away from the little broken bird Mao Mao standing on Meng Tianchen's shoulder, and completely ignored it.

(End of this chapter)