Just as Wang Huan said, Fatty was worried about what would happen to Wang Huan when he entered the Altar of Violence, but Fatty forgot. After he learned that Wang Huan was going to deal with the Spiritual Cult, he followed Wang Huan without hesitation and watched Wang Huan.
The fat man's face was full of worry.
"Wang Huan, entering the Altar of Violence is different from what happened before. Even if you are outside, you will most likely be killed by people from the Spiritual Cult. What's the fear? But when you enter the Altar of Violence, the person you have to face is me! I'm worried.
I will kill you by mistake!"
When he said this, a flash of sadness flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he said seriously, "Wang Huan, I have already made a wrong choice in the violent altar. Please don't force me. I will never enter the violent altar in the future."
Altar! Never enter!"
Fatty clenched his fists tightly. Seeing Fatty's resolute attitude, Wang Huan smiled slightly and said, "Fatman, for you, the Altar of Violence may be a hurdle that you can't pass. You are afraid of the people who will enter the Altar of Violence with you.
kill, like five years
As before, kill your two friends, but you seem to have forgotten who I am. Remember I told you at the beginning that no matter how strong you become, I can restrain you, because I will become stronger than you.
Strong, at least I will subdue you before you kill me."
The fat man knew that Wang Huan's decision was difficult for anyone to change, but he still wanted to try and change Wang Huan's mind. The fat man raised his head and was about to say something, but when he saw Wang Huan's determined gaze, he tightened his grip.
Holding his fists, he turned around and left.
Watching the back of the fat man leaping away, Wang Huan said lightly, "Fat man, no matter what state you become in madness, I will make you regain your self-consciousness. Even if you don't listen to my words, I will use my fists
Keep you awake."
Zhan Yu saw the fat man leaping into the distance. She did not follow him. Instead, she stood aside and stared at Wang Huan. After a moment of silence, Zhan Yu suddenly said, "I don't know how you got permission to enter the violent altar. You
Can you give me a chance?"
Wang Huan turned around and looked at Zhan Yu. Seeing the serious look on Zhan Yu's face, Wang Huan said calmly, "Even if I can give you a chance to enter the Altar of Violence, what will it change? You enter the Altar of Violence.
, will only make the Fatty guy more uneasy, not to mention I believe that even if I agree with you to follow me into the Altar of Violence, some people will not be willing to let you take the risk. After all, you and the Fatty soul suppression have failed once, even if everything
Everyone agrees, even fat people don’t agree.”
Seeing what Wang Huan said, Zhan Yu was a little hesitant, and she said again, "Do you know what kind of place the Altar of Violence is? The mental pressure there is quite strong, and it will make the members of the Zhan clan go berserk, and you
But he is not a member of the War Clan. Ordinary people simply cannot bear such mental pressure. If he enters forcibly, it will cause mental confusion and eventually death. Moreover, the Altar of Violence has a very special place for those who want to become a mental suppressor.
People cannot use the ancient flame energy inside."
Faced with these reminders from Zhan Yu, Wang Huan remained calm. He smiled and said, "I am not an ordinary person. The mental pressure I bear is much stronger than you think. Not to mention whether I can use the ancient flame energy.
It doesn't matter to me, because I don't know how to use the ancient flame energy at all. I am a physical warrior. Under any circumstances, as long as my body can move, I can use my power, even if I can't suppress it.
Despite his madness, I still have the ability to protect myself, so don't worry."
Seeing what Wang Huan said, Zhan Yu was silent for a while, and finally stopped talking. She turned around and leaped towards the backyard of Zhan City, hoping to persuade the clan leader to let her enter the Altar of Violence with Wang Huan and Fatty, but
In the end, it was all in vain.
The news that Wang Huan and Fatty were going to enter the Altar of Violence had already spread, and all the people of the Zhan Clan were talking about it. But when they heard that it was the Zhan Ancestor himself who gave the order, they had no objection. However, those members of the Zhan Clan
I still have doubts in my heart.
What will happen to a person who is not from the War Clan after he enters the Altar of Violence? Such a thing has never happened before. Amidst all the discussions, Wang Huan seemed very calm. Da Zhuang said, "Young Master, Fatty.
Will you come back?"
"I believe that guy will definitely come back, but the Altar of Violence is a hurdle in his heart that he can't get over. If I don't help him, he may be stuck there for the rest of his life. What's more, I made an agreement with him before, and he will not forget that agreement.
"Wang Huan said.
At noon the next day, members of the Zhan City Backyard came to Wang Huan's room. Wang Huan and Da Zhuang followed the strong man from the Zhan Clan's backyard and walked into the Zhan Clan's backyard.
Here, everyone is waiting for Zhan Fat to appear.
If Fatty had not appeared, entering the Altar of Violence this time would have been cancelled, and the agreement between Wang Huan and the leader of the Zhan Clan would have been invalidated. Time passed minute by minute, and soon the hour was about to arrive. A figure hurriedly appeared in the sky.
Comes flashing.
The fat man stood in front of Wang Huan, his face was full of helplessness. Wang Huan smiled and said, "Fat man, you know that if I can make you wake up from the mad state in the violent altar, they will no longer care about you, and
You, still travel with me throughout the Canngling Continent."
"In order for me to leave the War Clan, you can even risk your life. I have to say that you are the most worrying lunatic I have ever seen. Wang Huan, I can enter the Altar of Violence with you, but you have to promise me a
If something happens in the Altar of Violence,
Whatever happens, you must kill me without hesitation! Don’t die in front of me. After entering, I don’t know if I can stay awake. If you don’t agree to this, I will never
Enter the Altar of Violence with you." Fatty said.
"Fat man, don't worry. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't die here. What's more, the Valley of the Dead and the City of the Dead have not been destroyed yet, so how could I die? I promise you, we will both walk out of the Altar of Violence alive." Wang Huan said seriously.
said.
But when the fat man heard what Wang Huan said, he still stood there, looking at Wang Huan with a serious face. Seeing the fat man like this, Wang Huan took a deep breath and said, "Fat man, I promise you, I will never
Die in front of you."
Seeing what Wang Huan said, the fat man nodded solemnly. Looking at the stone door in front of him, the fat man was shaking a little, with a look of fear in his eyes. This stone door was the entrance to the Altar of Violence. The fat man couldn't help but think of what happened five years ago.
Just when the fat man was frightened, a hand was put on his shoulder. The fat man raised his head and looked at Wang Huan. Wang Huan's face was full of confidence. He looked at the fat man and said, "Fat man, don't worry, I promise not to let you go."
Things like that are happening.”
When Zhan Tian saw that Wang Huan and Fatty were ready, he took out something like a red stone, put the stone into the groove, and recited a spell, only to hear boom, boom, and a continuous low dull sound.
The sound came and the stone door slowly floated up.
An extremely violent and uneasy aura surged out from the giant door. The surrounding members of the War Clan felt the hot blood in their bodies, and seemed to be affected by this violent and uneasy aura. Their faces were a little pale, and they all stepped back dozens of times in fright.
meters away.
Some people even felt uneasy because of the appearance of this violent aura, and veins had appeared on their foreheads. Seeing this scene, Zhan Tian shouted angrily, "Everyone, get out of a hundred meters away! Don't get close to the violent aura!"
When the members of the Zhan clan heard Zhan Tian's roar, they all retreated a hundred meters away. Their eyes were full of fear, and they stared at the door. The violent aura released from the door made even Wang Huan feel a little uneasy.
, but Wang Huan walked in without hesitation.
Seeing Wang Huan walk in, the fat man also took a deep breath, holding back the blood boiling in his body, and walked into the stone door. There was a loud bang. When the fat man entered the stone door, the stone door floating in the air fell, closing the entrance.
blocked once.
The violent aura slowly disappeared, and the faces of the members of the War Clan present slowly recovered. After entering the stone gate, Wang Huan discovered that behind the stone gate was a vast space, endless as far as the eye could see, without any exits, and the top could not be seen.
When Wang Huan turned around, he found that the fat man's face was ferocious. He was lying on the ground in pain, with veins sprouting all over his body. The violent aura around him kept coming towards the fat man. The fat man said in pain, "Wang Huan, stay away from me! Don't.
Come close to me!”
When Wang Huan was about to say something, he felt that the picture in front of him slowly became blurry, and an evil laughing voice came from his mind, "Your cultivation speed is too slow. It seems that your body will be temporarily controlled by me, uh,
What's going on?"
"Such a huge violent mental power. If you don't want to see the fat man killed by me, you'd better break through to the third-level physical training war king in time, otherwise, I will twist off this fat man's head." came in Wang Huan's mind.
Another Wang Huan's voice.
Hearing this voice, Wang Huan trembled all over, and his face became extremely ugly. Wang Huan never thought that at this moment, another self in his body could break through the strength of the third-level potion king. Wang Huan only felt that his consciousness was getting more and more...
Blurred, the power keeps disappearing.
The members of the Zhan clan standing outside the stone gate of the violent altar knew very well that whether Fatty Zhan could successfully suppress the violent state would have to wait for seven days. If the two of them came out safely after seven days, it would mean that the fat man had successfully suppressed the violent state.
.
But the members of the Zhan Clan were just about to leave. Outside the stone gate, huge spiritual power continued to gather from all directions, forming a huge spiritual vortex. Seeing the spiritual whirlpool constantly circling, all the members of the Zhan Clan were stunned for a moment.
.
This is the precursor before the breakthrough. When the Potion King breaks through, a spiritual spiral nest will be formed around it. But in the Altar of Violence, such a thing has never happened. But now that Wang Huan and Zhan Pang have entered the Altar of Violence, what will happen?
thing?
Zhan Tian frowned tightly. Once the stone door of the Violence Altar is closed, it will automatically open unless the souls of the members of the Zhan clan inside are successfully suppressed or the soul suppression fails. Even Zhan Tian, as the clan leader, has no way.
When Zhan Yu saw the huge mental power swirling nest, her heart suddenly lifted into the air, and she silently thought to herself, don't let any accidents happen, otherwise how will Fat Brother Zhan face all this! Zhan Yu couldn't imagine it.