Seeing that Ying Xiuer and Chu Jie were both ready, Chu Tian nodded and walked towards the main entrance of the hall step by step with a solemn expression.
This hall has a strange shape, like a big bird lying on the ground, with a series of side halls extending diagonally on the left and right. The main entrance in the middle is a hundred feet high and about thirty feet wide. The ancient-colored gate is densely packed. One hundred and eight huge door nails were added.
As Chu Tian and the others slowly approached, traces of strange clouds gradually appeared on these doornails, and waves of the extremely uncomfortable breath of time hit their faces. Ancient, decayed, withered, rotten, all kinds of things made people leave the flesh. The aura that made his soul feel extremely uncomfortable condensed into substance and washed over him like a mighty flood.
Under Chu Tian's skin, a layer of faint green light lingered, blocking the waves of the aura of time.
In the picture of Ying Xiuer's Canglong Escapes, the dragon roars, and the light cocoon transformed by the black divine light ripples, but she is also unscathed.
In Chu Jie's Ten Thousand Ghosts Chao Zong Picture, countless ghosts and gods raised their heads like living creatures. They grinned, danced, and sprayed out various deep will-o'-the-wisps from their eyes. They even opened their mouths and continuously sprayed out a large amount of Yin Qi.
Gradually, the will-o'-the-wisps and yin energy spewed out by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Chao Zongtu formed a jade wall that looked like a real hundred ghosts walking at night behind Chu Jie. Lines of cold evil energy spurted out from the jade wall, and countless rugged lines His arms poked out from the jade, and they formed various weird handprints, releasing strange ghostly secrets one after another, which also blocked the wash of the breath of time.
Chu Tian walked to the main door, pressed his hands on the door and pushed hard.
Unexpectedly, the door, which looked extremely thick and heavy, was as light as cicada wings, and Chu Tian easily pushed it open with a palm.
With a "dong" sound, the two doors opened, and the door leaves hit the walls on both sides heavily. A gray breath spurted out from the door, and an extremely decayed and extremely aging breath of time came out. When they came out, Chu Tian, Chu Jie, and Ying Xiuer shook their bodies and took a few steps backward at the same time.
"Damn it!" Chu Jie cursed in a low voice. He glanced at Chu Tian and said solemnly: "Tou Chu, you don't seem to have anything to protect yourself. Do you want my help?"
Chu Tian waved his hand, took a deep breath, and spurted it out heavily.
A strong wind blew up from the ground, and the sky seal above the bronze lamp flashed rapidly. A violent wind turned into a tornado with a diameter of several feet, and roared into the main hall. Chu Tian strode into the hall closely behind Tornado, and then he stood there in astonishment.
"Holy crap! Is this a butcher's shop?" Chu Jie followed closely and suddenly saw the scene in the hall, and he screamed subconsciously.
Ying Xiuer also followed in. When she looked up and saw the scene in the hall, her body suddenly stiffened. She just raised one foot, but did not put it down.
The main hall is very spacious and the light is very bright.
On the surrounding bronze walls, blood-colored purple dragon-headed and phoenix-tailed purple seals were crisscrossed with text. The murderous, ferocious and twisted purple seals were like twisted centipede scars, deeply imprinted on the walls.
These Purple Ribbon Divine Seals give people an extremely uncomfortable feeling. An extremely twisted, absolutely ferocious, terrifying aura that subverts everything and tears everything apart spreads out from every word, making the people standing in the hall feel like they are themselves. Being soaked in the blood of the broken limbs, a suffocating and desperate fear kept coming.
On the roof of the main hall, thirty-six bronze mirrors hang high.
Thirty-six icy-cold light pillars several feet thick hung down from the bronze mirror. In each light pillar, there was a tall and burly body suspended.
These people are both male and female. The men are all about three feet tall, and the women are generally about two feet, five or six feet tall. Although they are so tall, their body proportions are excellent, and every inch of their body is perfect. Natural and harmonious, every body can be called a work of art.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all wore armor with extremely exquisite shapes. These armors were radiant and brilliant, and the halo spread dozens of feet away. Just looking at the material alone, you can tell that these armors are definitely treasure-level weapons.
But these armors are all in tatters and full of holes. Just like the bodies of these men and women, their bodies are full of transparent wounds. There are wounds left by swords, guns, swords and halberds. There are also many wounds caused by fire, ice, and lightning. traces of passing.
These people, regardless of whether they were men or women, were quietly suspended in the pillars of light. There were two golden pillars densely covered with various complicated patterns standing beside them. Chains as thick as a thumb protruded from the pillar, penetrating every vital part of their bodies, tying them up like rice dumplings.
What is even more shocking is that their Tianling Caps, temples, throats, hearts, lower abdomen, etc., and thirty-six vital points on their bodies, all have golden daggers stuck in them.
These daggers shone with dazzling light. Chutian and the other three did not approach, but just looked at these daggers from a distance, feeling a terrible fear that a disaster was about to come.
Waves of ancient, decaying breath of time are constantly spurting out from the thirty-six bronze mirrors, washing away the bodies of these men and women in waves.
No one knows how many years these bodies have been suspended here, how many years they have experienced the scent of time.
But from Chu Tian's perspective, the tattered bodies of these people were still lifelike, without any tendency of decay or corruption.
In the bodies of these people, there seems to be some kind of indestructible, almost eternal power protecting their bodies, even if these bodies are so tightly imprisoned, sealed by such vicious restrictions, and constantly damaged by such terrible arrangements. Washing away, they remain unchanged and immortal.
"This is not a butcher's shop, this... is a place of suppression." Chu Tian Ji looked at the bodies suspended in the light beam inexplicably, and murmured to himself: "I have a hunch that these people... maybe, are not dead. ! Ziyin, what he is looking for... is not them either."
It seems to be the relationship between Chutian and their voices.
In the beam of light closest to the door, a strong man three feet tall, wearing red armor, with a tough and mighty face suddenly raised his head slowly. The big man's closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of lifeless eyes.
A lifeless cold light flashed in the big man's eyes, and Chu Tian felt a chill in his heart. He exclaimed, grabbed Chu Jie and Ying Xiu'er and retreated towards the door.
Ying Xiuer even screamed in surprise. The twelve golden beads transformed from the Sky-killing Golden Man on her left hand flew up and turned into twelve golden men hundreds of feet tall, standing in front of them.
An invisible sharp energy whizzed over, and the twelve Sky-Slaying Golden Men were cut off at the waist, and their upper bodies fell heavily to the ground.
Chu Tian and others had already exited the main entrance of the hall, and the invisible force was chasing after them. Countless twisted dragon-headed, phoenix-tailed and purple-coloured divine seal words suddenly flashed on the door frame, and a thick wall of light appeared out of thin air.
Ruiqi slashed hard on the light wall. With a loud noise, the light wall and Ruiqi shattered at the same time. The overflowing broken aura fiercely hit the Chutian and the three of them, knocking them out like gourds on the ground. .