Chapter 1483 Sacrifice Altar

Han Chen didn't know the exact reason for this change, and what result it would lead to.

Because Han Chen couldn't feel the difference at all during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts. This was an extremely perfect game, and Han Chen couldn't see through it.

Then he decided to lure the other party to make mistakes, so that he could really expose all this.

After thinking about this in his mind, Han Chen tried to communicate with the void elf under the cover of the crowd, but found that he still couldn't transmit his spiritual power.

Han Chen asked Huang Mengmeng about it. Huang Mengmeng said that these are the places of reincarnation. For him, this is the place of his eternal life, so as long as someone who is not in the Conferred God Realm does it himself, Han Chen can calm down. escape.

Han Chen was taken aback by this sentence.

Aren't the four ghost kings sitting on it all in the Conferred God Realm?

It's really a bit of a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

Han Chen's biggest trump card now is Huang Mengmeng, a rag.

It seems that whether she can escape smoothly this time depends on Huang Mengmeng.

Huang Mengmeng had the secret to escape, and Han Chen knew about it.

After thinking about it like this, Han Chen looked again, and found that no one was paying attention to Han Chen, and Han Chen saw the timing.

The sacrificial bell rang twice.

Has the ritual started?

Han Chen muttered something in his heart.

After the sacrificial offerings developed, those pilgrims slowly stepped into the high platform of the main hall, and the statue on the high platform was naturally the Ghost Mountain Lianquan.

The statue of Guishan Lianquan also gave a humane smile at this time.

The Guishan Lianquan on the sacrificial high platform cupped his fists towards the other three ghost kings and said, "Brother, I will come as soon as I go, and I invite the three of you to support me."

"Brother, don't worry, we will bless you." The three said in unison.

The fluttering robe of Guishan Lianquan floated up, fluttering against the strong wind.

Next, he wants to show his miracles and make his people believe that he has the ability to make them happy, happy, and fulfill their wishes, so that they can willingly contribute incense to himself.

Guishan Lianquan stood on the sacrificial altar, watching the Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night below, crowding the surrounding Menggui Street to the brim, with a gloomy look on his face.

Look solemn!

At this time, the ceremonial officer sang loudly, "Ghost Mountain Lianquan, called the God of Styx! Everyone follow me and sing his name, the god who dominates the Sifang Bridge, the God of Styx who leads the Styx River! One, two, three, in everyone's minds Say three times silently, and turn your wishes into ideas one by one to our Styx God! Please honor our Styx God! The Styx God who leads the Styx!"

For a moment, the worshiping people all around piously crawled on the ground, chanting words, and began to walk around in reverse.

When they worshiped the four directions retrogradely, they were bathed in the light of samsara from top to bottom.

Han Chen was dumbfounded!

This was the first time to watch it up close. The people of the Conferred God Realm sacrificed their strong men. Seeing such a shocking scene, Han Chen was shocked.

In another quarter of an hour, he was about to finish these incense sticks, so Shaggy felt a little anxious. It seemed that he had to take action at this time, otherwise the situation would eventually become uncontrollable.

Han Chen came out and took the rag off his forehead.

As a result, it was quiet all around, and Han Chen froze for a moment. Only then did he realize that everyone was concentrating on offering sacrifices, so no one noticed Han Chen.

Han Chen smiled wryly.

So he released his spiritual power unscrupulously.

Han Chen penetrated through the ghosts who were walking in the night, from being cautious at the beginning, to becoming weird.

These ghosts were different from what Han Chen had imagined, and they were also very illusory.

First of all, if these people were ruled out as those in the Conferred God Realm, then why is this ghost so erratic?

Normally, ghosts and ghost kings are very powerful existences, and most of them have the power to deepen their forms.

But today's ghosts, although some are only title level, but their souls are too unstable, as if they have no roots.

root?

Han Chen suddenly remembered something, and his mental power spread out again. He was completely dumbfounded at this moment!

At this time, his soul had already floated in mid-air, and his spiritual power had already been seen by the entire Ghost King's Mansion in Ghost Mountain and Lianquan.

What I saw at the beginning had a secret thin thread connecting every citizen of Elm Nightmare Street, but now it was clearly displayed in front of Han Chen.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a while!

"Is this a super-large scam?"

The people on the scene completely shocked Han Chen.

The ghosts in the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts all have their roots in a city, there is no doubt about it, but these ghosts are not directed at the people, but this Ghost Mountain Lianquan Ghost King's Mansion.

In this way, a question in Han Chen's mind was answered. At the same time, a terrible guess emerged in Han Chen's mind.

Just as Han Chen was about to probe, an extremely powerful whisper came from the void.

Han Chen recovered from the shock, and saw that sound transmission passing through the direction of the drop, it was Guishan Lianquan, which was performing miracles on the sacrificial altar.

"who are you?"

"No, no, you are not our ghost family, nor are you a person in reincarnation, are you a human race?"

Guishan Lianquan was already very restless in his words, and was looking at Han Chen with piercing eyes.

At this moment, Han Chen realized that he had been discovered by the other party, and that painful low drink possessed unparalleled power.

Han Chen's mental strength was on the verge of collapse.

"Ah!" Han Chen was so uncomfortable that he couldn't answer the other party's question at all. The mythical form of his whole body was immediately displayed, and the twelve black gold wings and gray wings on his back were displayed, trying to exclude the continuous spiritual power attack.

Moreover, Han Chen desperately wrapped the rag around his body.

"You, why do you have the ghost mountain and Lianquan shroud!" That voice exclaimed again.

But the other party's words revealed the existence of the other party.

And the impact brought by Han Chen's spiritual power gradually became very dull, which made Han Chen feel a lot better in his mind.

At this time, the excess power was released, and he became hostile to the strong man who was suspected of being Guishan Lianquan.

At this moment, the opponent's strength had some clear recognition, and Han Chen could feel that the opponent's strength was much stronger than that of the giant bear.

And when he said to Ang that the shroud of Guishan Lianquan, Han Chen was shocked to find that the two pieces of rags he had collected turned out to be the shroud of Guishan Lianquan.