Chapter 1157: Donghuang Xueer

Chu Yan's consciousness is in a strange hall, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

In the main hall, every thousand steps, there is a black altar with a height of three people. On the top of each altar, there is a black skull spirit pattern, and the gloomy snow-white will-o'-the-wisp is shining in the eyes, which looks creepy.

Moreover, the moment Chu Yan stepped into this hall, on the altar in all directions, the ghost fire eyes of every skeleton spirit pattern turned at the same time, looking at Chu Yan at the same time...

At this moment, Chu Yan had a feeling of being directly pierced through everything, which made him feel a cold chill in his heart!

Chu Yan stabilized his consciousness for a while, swept his gaze, and looked at these altars, but found that not every altar had the skull-shaped spirit pattern on the top...

On some altars in the distance, some are figures, sitting cross-legged on the altar, all of them with their eyebrows closed...

"This... this is the living altar!?"

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's expression changed drastically. Using a special altar to refine living people, this incomparably insidious method has probably not appeared in the Wuhun Continent for tens of thousands of years.

Just like the poison of the martial soul, this kind of thing has been passed down to ancient times. Up to now, because it is too insidious, it has been restrained and jointly suppressed by most warriors. After a long time, these insidious things have gradually been lost. ....

But Chu Yan did not expect that he had just encountered the poison of the martial soul that should have disappeared, and now he has encountered the altar of the living...

The so-called living person payment is to use a special altar to temper the true energy and blood in the warrior's body, and fuse them all into the warrior's soul. After the physical body disappears, temper the remaining soul body, and finally become Turned into a special spirit pattern...

Beside Chu Yan, those skeleton spirit patterns with spooky will-o'-the-wisp eyes are just like this!

Those figures sat cross-legged on the altar, looking extremely weak, and all of them were pale. Because of the distance and line of sight, Chu Yan couldn't see very clearly!

"It's a pity that it's just a ray of consciousness now. If it's the main body, you can use the unicorn pupil!"

Chu Yan sighed secretly, but cautiously dodged forward...

After walking about a thousand steps, Chu Yan was less than ten thousand steps away from the nearest living altar, and finally saw the situation on the altar clearly.

Between those altars and figures,

There are black chains connecting them. In fact, they are the black chains extending from the altar, binding those figures firmly to the top of the altar...

And vaguely, Chu Yan could see that something seemed to come out from the figure along the black chain...

This kind of living altar and those skeleton spirit pattern altars are interlaced, spreading throughout the entire black hall with no end in sight!

These altars are obviously absorbing something from the bodies of those figures, so that the whole altar always maintains a faint and thin black mist, lingering around the figures of warriors on the top of the altar...

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan felt cold in his heart, numb in his scalp, and shivering all over his body!

This huge black temple, and these weird altars, seem to be using warriors as fertilizer for something!

That feeling is like using living warriors to cultivate these altars or skeleton spirit patterns!

Even if the current Chu Yan is just a faint ray of consciousness, but seeing this scene, there is a feeling of shock, and the weak consciousness is still trembling.

After a long time, Chu Yan's consciousness finally calmed down gradually. Then, Chu Yan turned his eyes and looked at the depths of the dark hall on one side. He felt something in his heart, but he floated in that direction cautiously... ...

All the way forward, walking in the hall, except for these altars, there is no guard at all!

There are thousands of identical huge altars and living warriors on top of the altars, or black skeletons that have been completely refined...

Walking past these altars, the gloomy and cold snow-white ghost fire eyes in those skulls will stare at Chu Yan. That feeling makes Chu Yan extremely uneasy...

In this great hall, there is the breath of death everywhere, and there is also the evil spirit, which is extremely strange and extremely gloomy...

After walking for a long time, the perception in Chu Yan's heart suddenly jumped, which made Chu Yan, who was already a little numb, suddenly look happy, suddenly raised his head, and looked in all directions...

The perception in my heart became more and more obvious!

This shows that the existence that guided him to come here must be nearby.

As soon as his consciousness moved, Chu Yan's speed immediately accelerated. However, he still tried not to cause too much void fluctuation, because Chu Yan's chill in his heart has never stopped since he entered this hall, which shows that this In a weird and gloomy place, there must be danger!

Concentrating his eyes on one line, he looked around nervously, and finally...

Ahead, on top of a black altar, the black mist is slightly thinner than other altars, and on the top of the altar, a snow-white figure sits cross-legged...

The moment his eyes touched the snow-white figure, Chu Yan's spiritual body trembled fiercely, trembling violently, almost causing his weak spiritual consciousness to collapse directly...

This... this figure is so familiar!

Chu Yan stared straight at the figure, the pupils in his eyes spread rapidly, and he fell into endless memories in an instant...

Not long after, Chu Yan's pupils shrank fiercely, and he suddenly woke up from the memories...

This short half-breath of absence made Chu Yan finally find the shadow that overlapped with this figure in the depths of the endless flood of memories...

However, the figure in the memory made Chu Yan's mind almost explode!

Because, she is... her own mother!

Donghuang Xueer!

"Mother... Mother!"

Chu Yan, whose sea of ​​consciousness had stopped functioning, had dull eyes, and suddenly murmured...

It landed softly, and the sound waves scattered!

On the top of the black altar, the figure trembled slightly, causing the black chain connecting the altar to her to tremble slightly, making a tinkling sound, echoing in the empty hall, towards the distance, constantly pass on...

The next moment, when the snow-white figure slowly raised his head, Chu Yan's spiritual body trembled violently, representing Chu Yan's mind, which was extremely excited.

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as in memory, in Chu Yan's eyes, two lines of tears silently slid down...

Three years!

Thinking of his mother being trapped in such a place for three whole years, Chu Yan felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart, and...

Damn...God...kill...meaning!

However, Chu Yan, who is now in the black hall, has only a faint wisp of consciousness, and can't...do anything!

Slowly, Chu Yan floated to the top of the altar, and did not land directly on the altar, but just suspended in the air, looking at his mother as close as possible...

Through those kind eyes and that pale and familiar face, Chu Yan could clearly feel that the aura in her body was disappearing, but compared with other "living altars" around, the situation was different. It's so much better!

At this moment, Chu Yan finally understood why there was black air in the mother's life pattern in the temple of the spirit pattern of Tianzong!