Seeing that Ying Xiuer and Chu Jie were both ready, Chu Tian nodded and walked step by step towards the main entrance of the hall with a solemn expression.

The hall is a strange shape, just like a big bird crawling on the ground, and the side halls are slanted out from left and right. In the middle, the main entrance is a hundred feet high and about thirty feet wide. One hundred and eight huge door nails are densely packed on the antique gate.

As Chu Tian and the other two slowly approached, a trace of strange clouds gradually emerged from these door nails, and waves of breath that made people feel extremely uncomfortable were coming to their faces. The ancient, decayed, withered, and rotten, and all kinds of breaths that made people feel extremely uncomfortable from the body to the soul condensed into substance, like a flood, washed over.

Under Chu Tian's skin, a layer of green light lingered, blocking the erosion of waves of time.

The sound of dragon roars in the picture of Ying Xiu'er's Cyan Dragon's shell removal, and the cocoon of light transformed by the black divine light rippled, and she was also unscathed.

In Chu Jie's Ten Thousand Ghosts' Conquest of the Sect, countless ghosts and gods raised their heads like living creatures. They grinned, danced, and all kinds of deep ghost fires spewed out of their eyes, and even opened their mouths and kept spraying out a lot of yin energy.

Gradually, the ghost fire and yin energy sprayed out from the Wangui Chaozong map condensed into a jade bi that looked like a substance in the night walking of the hundred ghosts. A series of yin and cold evil spirits squirted out from the jade bi, and countless rugged arms were poked out from the jade bi, and they formed various strange handprints, releasing strange ghost secret techniques, which also blocked the rinsing of the breath of time.

Chu Tian walked to the front door, pressed his hands on the door and pushed hard.

Unexpectedly, the door that looked extremely thick and heavy was as light as a cicada wing, and was easily pushed open by Chu Tian.

With a 'bang' sound, the two doors were opened, and the doors hit the walls on both sides. A scent of gray gushed out from the door, and a breath of extremely decayed and extremely aging years surged out. Chu Tian, ​​Chu Jie, and Ying Xiu'er shook their bodies and took a few steps back at the same time.

"Damn it!" Chu Jie cursed in a low voice. He glanced at Chu Tian and said in a deep voice: "Chu, it seems that you don't have any protective objects, but you want my help?"

Chu Tian waved his hand, he took a deep breath and squirted forward heavily.

A strong wind rose from the ground, and the bronze lamp above the wind sky seal flashed rapidly. A wild thunder turned into a tornado several meters in diameter, roaring into the hall. Chu Tian followed closely behind the tornado and rushed into the hall, and then he stood there in shock.

"Damn! Is this the butcher shop?" Chu Jie followed in immediately. He suddenly saw the scene in the hall. He screamed subconsciously.

Ying Xiu'er also followed in. When she looked up and saw the scene in the hall, her body suddenly stiffened. She had just raised her foot but had not put it down for a long time.

The hall is very spacious and the light is very bright.

On the bronze walls around, blood-colored dragon-headed phoenix-tail purple talisman god seals with words crisscrossed with murderous aura. The hideous and twisted purple talisman god seals were like twisted centipede scars, deeply imprinted on the wall.

These purple talismans give people a feeling of being extremely uncomfortable, an extremely distorted, absolutely brutal, subverting everything and tearing everything apart, spreading from every word, making the person standing in the hall feel as if he was soaked in the blood of his broken limbs and broken arms. A suffocating and extremely desperate fear kept coming.

Thirty-six bronze mirrors hanging high on the roof of the hall.

Thirty-six cold light columns of light several feet thick hung down from the bronze mirror, and a tall and burly body was suspended in each light column.

These people are both men and women, men are about three feet tall, and women are generally about two feet tall. Although they are so tall, their body proportions are excellent. Every inch of their body is perfect, natural and harmonious, and each body is like a work of art.

Both men and women, they are all wearing armors with extremely exquisite shapes. These armors are full of brilliance and the halo spreads dozens of feet away. Just looking at the material, you can tell that these armors are definitely treasure-level heavy objects.

But these armors were all broken and ragged and holes all over the body, just like the bodies of these men and women. They were covered with transparent wounds everywhere, and there were wounds left by swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons, and there were also traces of fire, freezing, and lightning struck by them.

These people who quietly hang in the light column, both men and women, stand two golden pillars densely covered with complex patterns. Chains as thick as thumbs extend out of the pillars, penetrating the vital points of their bodies, and tie them up tightly like bundling rice dumplings.

What is even more shocking is that their celestial spirit cover, temples, throat, heart, lower abdomen, etc., are all inserted into thirty-six fatal key points on their bodies.

These short swords shone with dazzling light all over the body. Chu Tian and the other two did not approach, but looked at these short swords from afar and felt a great horror that a catastrophe was about to come.

The waves of ancient and decaying breath of time continued to gush out from the thirty-six bronze mirrors, washing the bodies of these men and women one by one.

No one knows how many years these bodies have been suspended here, and how many years they have experienced the flushing of the breath.

But Chu Tian’s opinion, the tattered bodies of these people are still vivid and lifeless, without any tendency to be corrupt or corrupt.

In the bodies of these people, there seems to be some kind of indestructible, almost eternal force protecting their bodies. Even if these bodies are so strictly imprisoned, sealed by such vicious prohibitions, and constantly washed away by such a terrible arrangement, they are always unchanged and immortal.

"This is not a butcher's shop, this... is a place of suppression." Chu Tian looked at the bodies floating in the light column inexplicably, and he murmured to himself: "I have a premonition that these people... maybe not dead! Ziyin, what he is looking for... is not them."

It seems to be the relationship between Chu Tian and the others' voices.

Among the light pillars closest to the gate, a strong man with a height of three or two feet, wearing red armor, with a hard face suddenly raised his head slowly. The man's closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of dead eyes.

A lifeless cold light flashed through the man's eyes. Chu Tian felt a chill in his heart. He exclaimed, grabbed Chu Jie and Ying Xiu'er and retreated quickly to the door.

Ying Xiu'er even exclaimed, and the twelve golden beads transformed from the Sky-Slaying Golden Man on her left hand flew up and turned into twelve golden men with a height of hundreds of feet and blocked them.

An invisible sharpness roared, and the twelve Heaven-killing Golden Man were cut off in half, and his upper body fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Tian and others had already withdrawn from the main entrance of the hall, and the invisible aura came to chase after him. Countless twisted dragon-headed, phoenix-tailed purple talisman divine seal words on the door frame of the gate suddenly flashed, and a thick wall of light appeared out of thin air.

The sharp energy slashed on the wall of light. With a loud bang, the light and sharp energy shattered at the same time. The overflowing broken aura hit Chu Tian and the other two, and the three of them rolled out like gourds.
Chapter completed!