Chapter Eighty-Eight: Choice Chu Tian was stunned, pulled Gongsun Xue'er, and walked towards the darkness.
All the way forward, the trapped array at this time fell in Chu Tian's eyes and was only a few simple silk threads, which could not trap them at all.
So as they moved forward, the scenery on both sides of them changed dramatically, and it was no longer a gray wall.
At the end of the main hall is a door, into which is a narrow passage, lined with dusty oil lamps.
"Chutian, who are those?"
On both sides of the passage, there were many black-robed people sitting withered, most of them were chained through their chests, or their hands and feet were tied, without a trace of life, and they looked like they had been dead for hundreds of years.
"Those are the predecessors of Fa cultivation."
Chu Tian guessed.
"Wu, we are all Wu."
The dry voice of the black-robed man in front of him came.
"Isn't the predecessor a Fa cultivator?
What is a witch?
Chu Tian was very curious, could it be that he had misjudged all along?
The rickety figure in front of him staggered forward, but did not answer Chu Tian's question.
"Huh."
Suddenly, at the end of the passage, there was a slight roar.
To Chu Tian's surprise, the eyes of the black-robed people on both sides who were pierced and wrapped in chains lit up with green light, and they looked up at the end of the passage.
"None of them died!"
Chu Tian was taken aback, he couldn't have imagined that they were alive.
When the faint hissing dissipated, the green light in the eyes of the black-robed men dimmed until it disappeared, and there was a dead silence in the passage.
Gongsun Xue'er tightened Chu Tian's arm and said in a very small voice, "It's terrifying. ” Chu Tian didn't answer, only squeezed her hand in response.
Then there was silence, silence for several hours.
"He's flesh and blood!"
Ahead, several people with the same appearance as the black-robed old man walked over, looking at Chu Tian and the two of them with green light in their eyes, as if they were not friendly.
Then, the black-robed old man who led Chu Tian and them over communicated with the other people in a language that Chu Tian didn't understand.
Sometimes they whispered, sometimes looked up at Chu Tian, and even began to argue, and finally seemed to reach some kind of consensus.
One of the black-robed men walked over, looked at Chu Tian with green eyes, stretched out his palm like a dead branch, and stroked it on the top of Chu Tian's head.
After a moment, he said hoarsely, "Third-order spiritual power." ” Chu Tian didn't know why, so it was inconvenient to answer rashly, and waited for the next step.
"Become a witch, or die."
Suddenly, the black-robed old man threw out this choice.
"Senpai."
Gongsun Xue'er panicked, these two paths, how to choose Chutian, she bent down and saluted, and said: "He entered this place by mistake to save me, please be merciful to the seniors, let Chutian go, I am willing to die or become a 'witch'." ” Hearing this, these black-robed old men all shook their heads, and one of them said: "The price is too great to let you leave here, and you can't become a witch without spiritual power, so ......"
So later, Chu Tian didn't have to think about it to know, that is, Gongsun Xue'er didn't even have the right to choose to become a "witch", so she could only choose to die.
Chu Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said, "Seniors, even if we want to die, we should know the reason. ” Obviously, Chu Tian chose to die with Gongsun Xue'er.
There is no way, in front of this group of so-called witches, they have absolutely no room for resistance.
Several black-robed old men were silent for a moment, and with a wave of their wilted hand, a green light rushed into Chu Tian's body.
Chu Tian suddenly felt that his head hurt as if it was about to explode, and countless fragments of images poured into his mind.
Gongsun Xue'er's face changed drastically, and a burst of sword intent erupted, rushing towards those black-robed people, "Let go of Chutian!"
” Unexpectedly, her crazy sword intent dissipated as if it was shooting into the air.
Her whole body was also imprisoned and unable to move.
Immediately, one of the old men waved his hand, and Gongsun Xue'er closed her eyes and lost consciousness.
"Ahhh Chu Tian hugged his head and squatted on the ground and cried out bitterly.
But it wasn't long before his eyes closed and he suddenly fell silent.
Strange pictures poured into his mind.
Time passed little by little, and after a long silence, Chu Tian's eyelids moved.
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From his eyes, tears slipped down line by line, and then he looked up to the sky and cried and smiled, with a look of unwillingness and sadness on his face.
"Whew" After a long time, as if he had had a long dream, Chu Tian opened his eyes with a dull expression.
"You know why."
A dry voice came.
"It's not that my Wu clan is ruthless, think about the ancestors of the human race who spilled their blood, if history repeats itself, but Emperor Hao no longer exists, who can save the common people!"
"Understood."
Chu Tian sighed quietly.
Just now, his experience of that dream was too real.
Under the hazy sky, countless human powerhouses rushed towards the black monster with their flesh and blood, but they fell one after another.
The power of the witch clan has exhausted the magic power, and the corpses are piled up.
The peerless figure of Emperor Hao fell again and again, and he was still indomitable.
And Chu Tian was just the most humble member in that dream, he knelt on the ground like most of the human race, crying in a low voice and praying for mercy from the heavens, but what he saw was a corpse falling.
That dream was the war depicted on the mural before.
In that war composed of blood and tragedy, the Terrans won in the end, but it was too tragic.
"Is this the one who is suppressed in this forbidden place?"
Chu Tian asked.
Wu nodded.
"If it is stained with blood, it will flee and return to the world, right?"
"Not only that, but if we use our magic power to teleport you out, it will also have a great chance of escaping when our magic power is weak.
Therefore the living who enter into the forbidden land will die. ” "You can look at us."
As he spoke, a witch took off his black robe.
He was completely dry, with only a layer of skin covered with bones and meridians.
"We don't have flesh and blood, and we're not technically human, so we're witches, witches."
"Make your choice, young man, die, or become a witch, help us suppress it."
Chu Tian looked at Gongsun Xue'er who was in a coma and made a decision, she knew that Gongsun Xue'er would definitely die, so he said: "I'm sorry seniors, I choose to die, just like her." ” Silence, another period of silence.
"If you die in that temple, it is fine."
The black-robed old man sighed.
"It's okay, let's do it, senior."
Then, the black-robed old man's hands formed a strange posture, and a "witch" power blasted into Chu Tian's mind.
"Wu Qi, why don't you just use the death rule to melt his flesh and blood?"
A black-robed man was puzzled.
"That way, he won't be so afraid, you know no one who isn't afraid of death, right?"
"That's right."
This black-robed old man chose to kill Chu Tian's soul first, and then dissolve his flesh and blood.
However, when that "witch" force rushed into Chu Tian's soul, a breath powerful enough to destroy anything in the heavens and the earth suddenly exploded.
At the end of this passage, twelve black-robed people with a huge aura that was boundless, their eyes lit up with green light.