Heavenly Lord Asura

Not long after, in front of the eight people of Wutian, a restriction appeared, and inside the restriction was a dark passage.

At the end of the secret path is the secret room where the blood-colored altar is located.

When Wu Tian entered this place for the first time when he came to Zhongyaozhou, he needed to break the ban to enter, but now he can break the ban directly with a movement of his soul power.

As for Wu Tian's status as a banned teacher, everyone here already knew, so he wasn't too surprised.

After passing through the restriction and entering the secret tunnel, the group did not stop at all, and soon came to a closed stone gate.

Staring at Shimen for a moment, Wutian felt very emotional, thinking that at the beginning, he and the little guy accidentally collided and discovered the plan of the Confucian dynasty here, so that everyone was prepared and spared.

But that battle, Wu Tian still can't forget.

Because Ditian died in that catastrophe.

With a flick of the big sleeves, the majestic power surged out. Accompanied by deafening rumblings, the stone gate slowly opened, revealing a huge stone chamber.

Eight people stepped into it one after another, scanning the surroundings curiously.

Wutian was the same. Last time I peeked through the door, I could only peek at a corner, but at this moment, when I saw the whole view of the stone room, I couldn't help but become speechless.

Sure enough, it was from Sikonglie's method. The stone chamber and the blood-colored altar were exactly the same as the stone chamber below the city of hell.

Gongsun Haoshu was beside the Scarlet Altar, and after a lap, he said in surprise: "Open this altar, can you go to the ruins of Jue Yin?"

Wutian nodded.

Hearing this, Gongsun Haoshu's eyes flickered.

Wutian shook his head and said: "I advise you not to think so much. The conditions for opening this scarlet altar are very harsh. The first time it is opened, it requires the bones and blood of the ancient relics of the ten-headed gods transformation period and more than 100,000 ordinary monsters For the second time, it will be doubled ten times, and the third time it will be doubled one hundred times. After three times, this altar will automatically be destroyed.”

Hearing that, except for Gu Tian, ​​everyone's looks are not very good-looking.

What is the concept of ten times? What is the concept of one hundred times?

Everyone really dare not imagine.

In fact, Wutian was also deeply puzzled after learning of these circumstances from the Demon Emperor Shuntian.

Why are the conditions for the opening of the blood-colored altar leading to the ruins of Extreme Yin and the blood-colored altar leading to the dark city different?

Finally, under the explanation of the Demon Emperor Shuntian, he learned that it was because the ruins of Jueyin were too dangerous, and Sikonglie left restrictions.

Imagine that for the second activation, one hundred ancient relics with more than one **** transformation period and one million blood from ordinary monsters are needed. This is already a difficult condition to complete, enough to crush the hearts of many people. Desire.

Let alone turn it on for the third time.

"call!"

Gongsun Haoshu took a deep breath, finally calmed down the shock in his heart, and asked: "Since you are planning, presumably the fierce beast that opens the altar is ready!"

The five superpowers were born, and the first thing they did was to send people to inquire about the major events that have occurred in the five continents in the past tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, everyone knew about the opening of the altar at the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Great Confucian Dynasty.

Wutian nodded, reached out his hand from the mustard bag, and took out ten mustard bags.

The mustard bag contained a hundred bone blood from ancient relics and a million blood from ordinary monsters.

Such a big deal, naturally only the ruler of the Dragon God Mountain Range, the Demon Emperor Shuntian can get it.

But Wutian knew that this was the limit of Shuntian Demon Emperor.

Regardless of the Dragon God Mountain Range being the base camp of the monsters, it would take tens of thousands of years or even longer to accumulate such a huge number. For this plan, the Demon Emperor Shuntian had spent a huge price.

In fact, Shuntian Demon Emperor's purpose is also very simple. One is to listen to the ancestor Jiaohuang's explanations and achieve perfection.

Second, it is only a disaster for the nine heaven-defying combat bodies to remain on the five continents. Instead of harming the creatures on the five continents, it is better to throw them to the graveyard of gods and demons to harm alien creatures.

It also means that after this time, it is almost impossible to use the altar to enter the ruins of extinction. It must wait until the opening of the magic gate 800 years later.

As for the key objects to open the magic door, the nine absolute Yin orders, the Demon Emperor Shuntian and the Great Venerable have already begun to look for them.

Ou Xiaomu couldn't wait to say: "Then quickly open up, the fighting spirit in my body is already ready to move, I just hope this trip to the tomb of the gods and demons will not disappoint me too much."

The same is true for the others, their eyes flickering, and their fighting spirit is rising!

For the Scarlet Altar, Wutian has already opened it more than once. It is naturally a familiar road. Soon after the **** brilliance, it rises from the Scarlet Altar, incredibly coquettish.

Looking at the indifferent Gongsun Haoshu people, Wutian shook his head, knowing that if he didn't go in, these people would definitely not go in, without any hesitation, stepped forward and landed on the blood-colored altar.

Gu Tian was the second one. When the ruins were opened last time, he also went in to experience it, so he knew that the blood-colored altar had no clue.

Upon seeing this, Gongsun Haoshu glanced at each other and stepped on the blood-colored altar one after another. Then the figure faded, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The Seven Great Wars, a long battle, also kicked off.

Not long after Wutian and others disappeared, two figures appeared at the same time over the Asura City ruins.

If Wutian was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance, one of the two was Xianbitong from the depths of Wushan, and the other was a mysterious aura.

The two looked at each other in the air. After a long time, a slender and natural voice sounded: "Aren't you going to go in?"

"I still have things to deal with. Eight hundred years later, I will go in, and you? Why don't you go in?" He smiled lightly. Listening carefully, you will find that there is a touch of sorrow in his voice.

"Me? I also have something to deal with." Xian Bitong said quietly.

From the look of the woman, she can see the same helplessness and sorrow as him, and it seems that this woman is also a person with a story.

He smiled slightly at Xian Bitong, and said with a fascination: "Then we will meet here 800 years later and say goodbye!"

Just as the breath turned around, the delicate eyes flashed, and he asked: "Are you one of the nine heaven-defying warfare bodies?"

"Oh! The nine heaven-defying combat bodies are just a title given to the world. Whether they are not or not is actually not important. The important thing is that only by controlling your own destiny can you live unfettered."

The breath did not stay, and stepped away step by step, leaving only a light sigh, echoing in this world, which could not be calmed for a long time.

"Yes! Without a free life, no matter how strong the fighting body, what use? If I choose, I would rather be an ordinary person, at least when I have nothing to do, I can accompany the person I like, and see Sunset and sunrise."

She sighed quietly, turned into a stream of light, and swept across the sky quickly, not Wushan, but Beixuanzhou.

The first layer of Jue Yin Ruins, Huozhi Mountain.

This is the place where Wutian, Han Tian, ​​Ditian and more than a dozen geniuses of the sage level fought against the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Daru Dynasty.

In the war that year, the Huozhi Mountain was almost razed to the ground, and no grass grew.

However, after these years of cultivation, the dilapidated land has been covered by green vegetation.

Scanning this familiar land, a strong sadness swept across my heart quickly, unable to stop it, and Wu Tian said without turning his head: "You go first! A month later, we will meet in the magic tower. , Give me a face, don't hurt the Tantai tribe, Nanshan tribe, and Hanbing tribe."

Whoosh! ! !

Without any words, Ou Xiaomu and others turned into streamers, disappearing in different directions.

"People can't come back to life after death. There is no benefactor. Please mourn, Amitabha." Gu Tian clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and then left Shishi Ranran.

"Sorry?" Wutian murmured.

He wanted to forget everything that happened at the beginning, but he couldn't do it, as if he was branded in his soul, he couldn't wave it away.

Wutian fell on the ground, step by step, walking towards the end of the earth, recalling all the past.

In those days, in order to rescue everyone and erase the last threat for him, Ditian did not hesitate to trigger the power of the rules to bring down the disaster and destroy himself.

His righteousness, his fearlessness, and his friendship for him are unforgettable.

In a rage, Zhang Yi killed the daughter of the Qingzong lord, Luoyan, and even burned his blood to provoke the will of thunder, unite with the thunder, and fight to the death with the civet cat. He could not forget the scene.

Huo Qilin's sorrowful roar and Dou's big eyes still linger in his mind.

Han Tian, ​​Tiangang, with a breath of energy, facing the incomparably powerful fire-luan, suntan, fat, Zheng, waved evil, fat, and glycosides to consult Brown weapon curtain  妫薹ㄍQia?br/>

He couldn't forget the blush of Qu Lulu when Huo Luan scratched his head, and the despair when he was swallowed by a giant python.

There are too many, and Wutian can't forget.

Before he knew it, he was already in tears.

I don't know how long it has been ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He stayed in front of a lake.

He clearly remembered that the torrential rain that day poured down and the roar of the sky left a sinkhole that could not be erased. The rainwater gathered and turned the sinkhole into a lake.

Wutian still remembers that after the catastrophe, when Ditian emerged from the lake, everyone was so happy, but when he found that he was dead and lifeless, everyone was so sad and angry, standing in the storm and roaring and screaming. .

He stood by the lake like this, silently, looking at the clear water, watching the sky reflected on the lake, in a daze, in the reflection of the lake, he saw the figure of Di Tian, ​​still as vague, so quiet, so Affinity.

Time passed slowly, the tears were dry, but the heart was still there.

On the tenth day, when the setting sun went down, Wutian left this place that made him sad.

In the setting sun, the young elder was drawn from the back, and in the breeze, his long hair was fluttering in the void, and his clothes floated among the grass, looking depressed and lonely...

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