Heavenly Lord Asura

The evil and cold breath spread in all directions at lightning speed.

The corpses of the countless Nether Butterfly on the ground suddenly burst into flames when they were enveloped in breath!

The delicate flames, like blood, give people a sense of piercing horror!

and.

Not the fur is burning, but the flesh and bones are burning.

The most surprising thing is that there is no smell of burnt corpses, let alone the slightest temperature!

Niaosheng said anxiously: "Wutian, let us hide in the space bracelet!"

Luo Qiang frowned and said, "Uncle Bird Saint, why are you so panic? Is the Shura corpse fire terrifying?"

"Nonsense, Shura Corpse Fire is a super-killing technique that destroys souls, and it is no less powerful than Soul Breaking. The most important thing is that no matter who it is except the person who casts it, it will be affected!"

The Bird Saint said in horror.

When it was in the central waters of the heavens, it had seen the power of the Asura Corpse Fire with its own eyes.

Looking back now, I can't help being terrified!

Moreover, the Shura Corpse Fire at that time was only a high-level magical power.

The Shura Corpse Fire, which has now evolved into a god-level supernatural power, is undoubtedly even more terrifying!

The flames of Nether Caidie's corpse have become more beautiful!

"puff!"

Wutian's face suddenly turned white, and blood spattered from his mouth.

At the same time, the evil and cold breath retracted into his body like a tide.

But the flames of Nether Butterfly did not disappear, and continued to burn, like clusters of ghost fires.

even.

The corpses of the countless Nether Butterfly had been burned to ashes, and when only the godhead remained, the flames still existed.

Wu Tian waved his hand and sent the three of Luo Qiang into the space bracelet.

Follow closely.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, leaning his hands in the air.

In an instant, all the flames gathered together, condensed into a cluster of flames the size of a fist.

After the whole process, the blood in Wutian's mouth has not stopped, and it has been sprayed out continuously.

His face was as pale as white paper.

Big sweat beads were also secreted on the forehead.

Obviously, he struggled to control this cluster of flames.

It's too late to say all this, then soon!

As the flame formed, the surrounding colorful butterflies swarmed.

But as soon as she entered the range of a thousand miles, Nether Butterfly screamed one after another, with an indescribable pain, and then planted straight toward the ground!

The life fluctuations quickly dissipated like a tide.

But he couldn't find even the slightest wound all over!

In all directions, there are hundreds of souls of the Nether Butterfly, destroyed by the Shura Corpse Fire!

Accompanied by a loud bang, smashed to the ground, it was piled up in an instant!

"Sure enough!"

Looking at the dense and dying nether butterfly, Wutian's eyes flickered!

He didn't use Shura Corpse Fire very often, and since entering Chaos Purgatory, Nether Caidie and the white-haired old man have repeatedly brought him shocks, making him forget that there is such a magical power.

Before, the bird saint raised the corpse again and again, making him think of this magical power.

At the same time, he also thought that with Dzogchen's supreme cultivation base, it should not be difficult to ignite the corpse fire of Nether Caidie.

Finally, the corpse fire was indeed successfully lit.

Although the process seemed smooth and easy, only he himself knew how difficult it was.

Fortunately, Huangtian has paid off.

With this cluster of corpse fire, you can walk sideways for the first time in Chaos Purgatory!

But it is only temporarily.

Because maintaining this cluster of corpse fire requires extremely large mental power.

What's more, this is still the corpse fire of a newcomer Tianzun fierce beast!

If the time is too long, it will cause serious damage to the soul and body and mind!

Therefore, we must find the next safe point before reaching the limit.

With a big hand, he took out a spatial bracelet and collected all the dead nether butterflies.

Subsequently.

Holding the Shura Corpse Fire in his left hand and the Space Bracelet in his right hand, he rushed towards the west!

Wherever it goes, all the Nether Butterfly that enters the range of thousands of miles, without exception, all souls are destroyed!

This is simply a masterpiece killing technique!

Power is more terrifying than Broken Soul!

All the way, Wutian's face became paler and paler, and his eyes became darker.

The colorful Nether butterflies around them are also unafraid of life and death. They seem to want to consume him alive!

Gradually, half an hour passed.

Nether Caidie strangled by the corpse fire, even Wutian did not know how many, the corpse was already filled with two space bracelets.

He didn't know how far he had galloped.

In short, he would take a supreme miraculous medicine every ten breaths to replenish the consumed mental power.

If not, he has already reached the limit.

"Why is this safe point so far?"

While galloping, Wutian looked at the endless plain ahead, and his brows wrinkled deeply.

He remembered that from the starting point to the first safe point, it seemed that it only took dozens of breaths.

But now that half an hour has passed, why haven't you seen the next safe point?

"Not only does he master two supernatural powers aimed at the soul, but he can also easily control the destructive energy created by the fusion of divine power and qi and blood. This kid is not only flexible in mind, but also very talented."

The white-haired old man was hidden in a certain void, seeing Wutian galloping in the void, his old eyes were full of admiration.

Of course he could also see that Wutian was already desperate now, but as long as it was a person who entered Chaos Purgatory, who hadn't tried desperately?

Only the result is different.

Some people desperately did not necessarily succeed in entering the second level.

But what puzzles him is, why is such an excellent person not willing to accept the test here?

He has been following Wutian silently, just trying to figure this out.

"what!"

Suddenly!

Wutian's eyes brightened.

I saw at the end of the earth ahead, an ancient stone monument stood.

The stone stele is pitch black and exudes eternal breath.

There is not a single nether butterfly in the land near the stone monument, which is regarded as a restricted area.

Could it be the stone stele that the old white-haired man said?

Wutian lifted his spirits, unfolded quickly, and quickly came under the stele.

When it came, a majestic momentum suddenly rushed toward his face.

He looked up and saw that the stone monument was as high as ten thousand feet, towering over the sky.

He has seen a lot of things that are ten thousand feet high, such as giant peaks, which are hundreds of thousands, millions of feet.

But for some reason, in front of this stone tablet, he heartily felt a sense of insignificance.

It feels that the stele is the ruler of heaven and earth, and he is a drop in Taicang between heaven and earth, insignificant.

"There are words on the stele!"

Wutian dissipated the Shura corpse fire in his hand and rose into the sky, floating in the sky, looking at the top of the stone monument.

Ancient Chinese characters with palms are engraved on it.

Every ancient character is like an iron hook and silver marking, appearing vigorous and powerful.

Su Wenhua.

Qushan.

You Mujin.

Chi Zhengyi.

Suoyang.

Lord of the pythons.

...

Wutian looked at it carefully for a while, and it turned out that these were all human names.

Could it be that someone who once came to Chaos Purgatory, left their name here?

He then looked down.

He has never heard of many names.

Finally, his gaze was fixed in a certain place.

The **** of war.

Rogue God of War.

Vientiane God of War.

Huafan God of War.

Ancient gods.

Devouring Demon Emperor.

...

There are hundreds of names on this stone tablet alone.

But there are only individual names that he has heard.

Such as the Demon Swallowing Emperor, is the former life of Dragon and Tiger.

Like the ancient gods, it is the past life of the ancient sky.

Such as Mietian War God, he must be the ancestor of the Mietian Zhan Clan, Xuanyuanao.

Look down again.

Slender.

Zhengshan.

Mo Tianfeng.

Wei Bin.

Hong Gao.

He Hangong.

...

He only knows many names, but he doesn't know who they are or what age they are.

With a thought, the three of Luo Qiang appeared.

"Where is this?"

The three of them looked at the stele, then turned their heads and looked behind them, their eyes full of confusion.

Wutian shook his head and said: "I don't know, but there is no Nether Butterfly here, which means it is a safe point. Leave this alone. You can see if there are any names you know."

The three looked at the stele.

After taking a closer look, Niaosheng grumbled: "It seems to be a few names, a bit familiar. When I think of it, the two old monsters in the Yinlong Mountain Range seem to be called Hong Gao, He Han Gong.

"It's them!"

No surprises.

He still remembers the scene of being chased by those two old monsters when they rescued Han Tian and the others.

Luo Qiang pointed upwards and asked: "Master, is the God of Extinguishing Heaven Xuanyuanao? And the Lord of the Python at the top, is it the current God Python?"

Wutiandao: "It should be them."

Zhang Ji was surprised and said, "Gu Tian and Longhu's past lives have actually been here before."

"Since Longhu left Longcun that day, there has been no news until now, and I don't know how he is now."

No way, his face is full of worry.

"Don't worry, his previous life's cultivation is only one step away from Xuanyuan Proud, indicating that the lowest level is the perfect heavenly sovereign, protected by the **** bones of the previous life, and he will definitely not encounter life danger."

Said the bird saint.

"I hope so."

Wutian nodded.

then.

The four of them looked carefully from top to bottom.

There are more than 60,000 names on the stele, but few people know them.

After returning to the ground, Zhang Xi frowned and said, "No, the old white-haired man said that when he sees the stone stele, he will naturally see the entrance to the second floor. Is this right?"

"Let’s look around ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to see if there is an entrance."

After Wutian finished speaking, he first walked to the left of the stele.

He wanted to see if the name was also engraved on the back of the stele.

Bird Saint rested on his shoulder.

But when he came to the corner of the stele, he was stunned.

Before being blocked by the stone monument, I didn't know that there was such a thing here.

I saw a dark hall behind the stele, every piece of rubble, every stone pillar, every door, every floor, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

It can be seen that this is a very ancient hall.

"I'm going, this hall is too old. I haven't even heard of these wood and stone."

With a cry of exclamation, Luo Qiang and Zhang Mi walked out from the other side of the stele, and both looked at the hall incredible.