Half of his head was cut off and even pressed into meat pie, he could still act. In Li Xing's eyes, he was an immortal monster.

"altar."

Lu Yun raised his head and looked up at the building.

It is about ten feet high, and it is black all over. There are extremely strange patterns drawn on it.

The corpses were ashamed to be close to the altar about thirty feet away, and then they stopped moving forward, with deep fear in their pale eyes.

"The creatures in Zhenshui Ancient City were buried with them, and later they were sacrificed by something as a sacrifice... This altar should be the altar that sacrifices the creatures."

Lu Yun took a deep breath and murmured: "But when we were on it just now, we didn't seem to see this altar..."

"What do you mean!"

Qing Han's face looked very ugly.

"It should be that the altar sensed us... or the arrival of the living creature, and then reappeared, and we should be sacrificed as sacrifices."

Lu Yun's voice was also a little nervous.

"You mean the altar is alive?"

Qing Han asked in surprise.

"I don't know... there should be something else here...such as the thing that creates a illusion!"
Chapter completed!