The surrounding light is dim and a faint purple light is emitted.
However, before Chu Yan could see clearly where he was and what about the surrounding environment, his body fell into a cold liquid and was left on his head.
Although the liquid is cold, it is not biting.
Chu Yan was slightly surprised, because he didn't know if the liquid was toxic, and was about to open the water cover to protect himself, but the next moment, he suddenly felt that as his body soaked into the liquid, his mind,
He suddenly became even more sensitive than before.
Not only that, his consciousness can also feel that it is growing at a amazing speed.
Even at this moment, Chu Yan could feel that the mottled door frame of the hell that had been ruined for many days in the sea of consciousness seemed to have begun to shine again.
"this……"
His Highness Chu was stunned and immediately felt ecstatic.
His emotions rarely have major ups and downs.
But at this moment, Chu Yan was so happy that he almost roared out.
But at this moment, his mind moved and felt that someone had broken into this place.
Because of the significant increase in the spiritual consciousness at this moment, Chu Yan felt it carefully and was sure that he had accidentally followed the slide and went directly to a room very deep underground in the temple.
This room is not very big, but there is no problem with a thousand people stuffed in.
As for what Chu Yan is in at this moment, it is a big jar placed in this room.#@$&
There was only one large tank about two stories high in the whole room.
Chu Yan was impartial and fell in just in time, which was quite a coincidence.
However, Chu Yan had no time to sigh at his luck at this time. After entering the room, he came straight towards his direction because of the rustling footsteps.
"It's not the Wanming Barbarian Dragon." Chu Yan swept his spiritual sense and made a judgment.
In many cases, the spiritual consciousness is more "seeing" clearer and more accurate than what the eyes see.%&(&
At this time, the guy who was close to this big jar had much weaker blood than the Wannian Manlong, and had not even reached the transformation stage, but was just the enlightenment stage.
Moreover, the monster was cautious in its steps, and it was not like the panic and heavy feeling that Wannian Barbarian Dragon should have at this moment.
Chu Yan was soaked in this big jar and estimated in his heart: "The liquid in this big jar is turbid. Even if the monster crawled to the entrance of the jar and looked down, he might not notice someone inside.
However, in order to avoid the long nights and dreams, it is better to kill it first and then look for the Wannian Manlong.
As for this big tank, I will just take it away."
With a moment of movement, Chu Yan had already made a decision.
At this moment, the rustling steps had already arrived in front of the large jar, about five or six feet away, and then stopped.
Chu Yan's spiritual sense had locked the other party at this moment and was about to explode. At this moment, the monster that was walking towards him spoke first.
The tone was sharp and thin, with obvious panic and trembling: "Is Lord Man Long back? The little one just was in front of the hall and did not notice in time that you are back, so please atone for your sins."
The voice trembled violently. It seemed that the Wanmian Barbarian Dragon had accumulated power for a long time. Even if it was one step late, it seemed to be intimidating.
After hearing this voice, Chu Yan, who had already planned to take action, suddenly changed his mind.
Judging from what this guy meant, it seemed that Wannian Manlong had not yet come to such a deep place. Since that was the case, it would be okay to wait for him to say a few more words and know some details about this place.
Thinking of this, Chu Yan remained silent and sank to the bottom of the tank.
After all this time, he could already be convinced that the cold liquid contained in this large tank did have an extremely obvious nourishing effect on the monk's spiritual consciousness.
But what Chu Yan didn't quite understand was why nourishing spiritual consciousness could still cause the reaction of the already ruined gate of Hell.
Is the Gate of Hell related to your own spiritual consciousness?
Just thinking about the possible connections in this, the sharp and delicate voice spoke again: "Master Man Long, the young man did something wrong. Please punish the young man, so I will never dare to have any slightest.
Complaint. "
Chu Yan still didn't speak.
After a while of silence, the sound of fine footsteps rang out.
This time, the monster who was speaking was closer to the big jar, from five or six meters away to two or three meters away.
"Master Manlong, Master Manlong, why don't you pay attention to the younger one?
The young man knows that some extraordinary things have happened in the rain forest these days, and many ridge masters have been sent out by you to kill the monks.
Even you yourself have spent the power you gained from decades of cultivation and released a clone.
To be honest, the young man is also very sorry for you.
Sir, you were so seriously injured and almost died.
If you hadn't found this ancient temple in time and use the evil god's divine thoughts to prolong your life and restore your injuries, you would have died long ago.
You said, you are like this, why can't the group of monks in Tongzhou City calm down for a while, let you recuperate and recover from your injuries?
Since you sent so many ridges this time, you must have the same group of monks in Zhoucheng, and there are also many people. Among them, there are many days of mood.
The small one has always been deep in the temple, taking care of what happened here for adults, what happened, what happened now, the small one is not very clear.
But I had felt before, sir, you took action yourself.
You have taken action, so those monks must have suffered heavy casualties!”
At this time, if Chu Yan could see it, he would find that the one who knelt in front of the big tank, talking tremblingly was a magical demon rat in the Kaizhi period who was almost half a person tall.
This demon mouse looks particularly vulgar and has a disgusting face. Although the tone of his speech makes people feel panic, his eyes flashed with an extremely cunning look.
Not only that, while speaking, it lowered its eyes and peeked at the big tank from time to time, as if it was carefully observing the reactions in the big tank.
And at the same time, it is still desperately stretched out, and it comes towards the large cylinder, wanting to be closer to the big cylinder.
As for Chu Yan's non-response, he gave the demon rat great courage at this moment.
The demon rat knelt on the ground, rubbing forward little by little, and continued to say, "But since all the ridge masters have been dispatched, you still need Lord Man Long to take action yourself. Can you also explain this?
A monk's attack came fiercely, and the situation was particularly difficult?"
Speaking of this, the demon rat paused for a moment, listened carefully with his ears.
After a while, I still did not get a response from the large tank.
In this dark room, the light in the eyes of the demon rat suddenly became brighter.
The body rubbed forward again, and in a moment, the demon rat had already rubbed against the big jar.
"Lord Manlong, you are back, and immediately enter this soul -raising fluid, and you don't care about it. Is it because you have suffered a serious injury?"