Chapter 1177: The Mystery of the Sacrifice (4)

Ten identical passages, still pitch black at a glance, seem to be able to devour people's souls.

Childe Wushuang stared at the passage and the round platform with a solemn expression, gritted his teeth and decided to move on, but just after he took a step, Childe Su's almost completely disappeared voice faintly came again, "Hurry up!" Come on! ”

"Aso...... Where the hell are you? ”

Only his voice echoed in the whole space, and no one could respond to him, what the hell was this place?

On the ground, there were a lot of totems on the walls, and ancient symbols, but he didn't recognize them at all, but the moment he approached the round platform, a smell of blood almost rushed to his face, startling his face changed greatly, the ground began to shake, and the round platform also made a rumbling sound, and a light curtain rose in the center, cutting off his back road, forcing him to rush directly towards the round platform.

At the same time, nine of the ten black hole passages actually lit up.

There was a figure in every passage, some he knew, some he didn't know, and when he looked at it one by one, there was his father Gongzi Qing, and Gongzi Su, each of them was bloody, but his face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person was almost transparent.

The result made him almost crazy.

All this was like a mystery shrouded him, and he kept asking in his heart, what the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?

"Father's ......"

"Aso ......"

Gongzi Wushuang held his head in pain, and shouted in a low voice, and at this moment, the voice of the White Tiger Divine Beast, which had not appeared, sounded again, "Do you want to know?" If you want to know the true secret of your son's family, go up to the altar and walk up to it...... Everything will be understood. ”

"White Tiger!"

Childe Wushuang gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, his eyes full of hatred, "What the hell did you do with them?" ”

"Guy, what a stupid human, I told you, as long as you go up, everything you want to know will be clear."

"That's the altar."

"That's right, it's the altar, don't you want to know what it's for? Don't you want to know why you can still see people who are already dead? ”

"You ......"

Yes, he wanted to know everything, he wanted to know about those unknown scenes, but he didn't lose his mind, the altar, the altar meant something he knew very well, once he stepped on it, maybe he would really fall here, although he didn't know what the hell was here?

No, calm down, you must calm down, you must find flaws.

Gongzi Wushuang kept telling himself, but how could the white tiger give him this opportunity, and when he was a little distracted, he invaded his divine soul and let him see the picture of Gongzi Su being nailed to the altar, and at that moment, he almost instinctively pounced.

"Ah......h

A tragic scream resounded, and Gongzi Wushuang only felt that his whole body was instantly pressed by a 10,000-pound hammer, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be crushed, and the piercing pain almost hurt into the bone marrow and couldn't extricate himself.

Countless white lights mixed with some colorful light enveloped him, stabbing his muscles and bones rattling, and the feeling of his body being torn apart almost made him collapse.

What does that feel like?

It should be better to live than to die.