Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 1955: Chaos Purgatory (…
The evil and cold aura spreads in all directions at lightning speed.
The corpses of countless Nether Butterfly on the ground suddenly burned in the moment they were enveloped by the breath!
The delicate flames, like blood, give people a sense of piercing horror!
And.
It's not that the fur is burning, but the flesh and the bones are burning.
The most surprising thing is that there is no smell of burnt corpses, not to mention 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. It is not inferior to the power of breaking the soul. The most important thing is that no matter who it is except the person who casts it, it will be affected!"
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 but the creeps!
And the Shura Corpse Fire at that time was only a high-level magical power.
The Shura Corpse Fire that has now evolved into a god-level supernatural power is undoubtedly even more terrifying!
The flames of Nether Caidie's body are becoming more and more beautiful!
"Puff!"
Wutian's face suddenly turned white, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
At the same time, the evil and cold breath retracted into his body like a tide.
But the flame of Nether Butterfly has not disappeared, and it continues to burn like clusters of ghost fires.
Even.
The corpses of the countless Nether Butterfly have been burned to ashes. When there is only the godhead, the flames still exist.
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 is as pale as white paper.
Beads of sweat are also secreted on the forehead.
It is obvious that he is extremely struggling to control this cluster of flames.
It's too late to say all this, then soon!
When 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 fluctuation of life is like a tide, quickly dissipating.
But I can'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!
Along with the loud banging noise, it hit the ground and piled up like a mountain in an instant!
"Sure enough!"
Looking at the dense and dying nether butterfly, Wutian's eyes flickered!
He doesn't use the Shura Corpse Fire very often, and since entering Chaos Purgatory, Nether Butterfly 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 very difficult to ignite the corpse fire of Nether Caidie.
In the end, the corpse fire was indeed successfully lit.
Although the process looks smooth and easy, only he knows how difficult it is actually.
Fortunately, the emperor pays 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 the newcomer Tianzun fierce beast!
If the time is too long, it will cause serious damage to the soul and body and mind!
So, 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.
He held the Shura Corpse Fire in his left hand, and the Space Bracelet in his right hand, and rushed towards the west!
Wherever Nether Butterfly enters the range of thousands of miles, without exception, all souls are destroyed!
This is simply a great killing technique!
The power is more terrifying than Broken Soul!
Along the way, Wutian's face became paler and paler, and his eyes darkened.
The netherworld butterflies all around are also unafraid of life and death. They seem to want to consume him alive!
Gradually, half an hour passed.
The Nether Butterfly who was strangled by the corpse fire, even Wutian did not know how many, the corpse was already filled with two space bracelets.
He doesn't know how far he has galloped either.
In short, he will take a supreme magical medicine every ten breaths to replenish the mental power he consumes.
If not, he would have reached his limit long ago.
"Why is this safe point so far?"
While galloping, Wutian looked at the endless plain ahead, and his brows were deeply twisted.
He remembered that it only took dozens of breaths from the starting point to the first safe point.
But now that half an hour has passed, why haven't you seen the next safe point?
"Not only does he master two lore magical powers for 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 his mind, but also has a very good talent."
The old white-haired man is hidden in a certain void, seeing Wutian galloping in the void, and his old eyes are full of admiration.
Of course he can see that Wutian is already desperate now, but as long as it is a person who enters Chaos Purgatory, who hasn't tried desperately?
It's just that the results are different.
Some people desperately did not necessarily succeed in entering the second level.
But what makes him wonder is how can such a good person not be willing to take the test here?
He has been following Wutian silently, just trying to figure this out.
"Huh!"
Suddenly!
Wutian's eyes lit up.
I saw an ancient stone monument standing at the end of the earth ahead.
The whole body of the stele is pitch black, exuding an eternal breath.
There is not a single nether butterfly in the thousands of miles near the stele, which is regarded as a restricted area.
Is that the stone stele that the old white-haired man said?
Wu Tian lifted his spirits, unfolded quickly, and quickly came under the stele.
As soon as it fell, a majestic aura suddenly rushed toward his face.
He looked up, and the stone monument was as high as ten thousand feet, towering to the sky.
He has seen a lot of things that are ten thousand feet high. If there are any giant peaks, there are hundreds of thousands, millions of feet.
But for some reason, in front of this stele, he felt a sense of insignificance from the bottom of his heart.
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, soaring into the sky, floating in the sky, looking at the top of the stone monument.
There are ancient Chinese characters engraved on it.
Every ancient character is like an iron hook and silver markings, appearing vigorous and powerful.
Su Wenhua.
Qu Shan.
You Mujin.
Chi Zhengyi.
Suoyang.
The lord of the pythons.
……
Wu Tian looked at it carefully for a while, and it turned out that these were all people's names.
Could it be someone who once came to Chaos Purgatory and left his name here?
He then looked down.
Many names, he hasn't even heard of them.
Finally, his gaze was fixed somewhere.
The **** of war.
Rogue God of War.
The God of War in Vientiane.
Hua Fan God of War.
An ancient god.
The Devouring Demon King.
……
On this stone tablet alone, there are hundreds of names.
But there are only individual names, he has heard of them.
Like the Demon Swallowing Emperor, it is the former life of Dragon and Tiger.
Like the ancient gods, it is the past life of the ancient sky.
Like the God of Extinguishing Heaven, Xuanyuanao must be the ancestor of the Extinguishing Heaven Clan.
Look down again.
Slim and smooth.
Zhengshan.
Mo Tianfeng.
Wei Bin.
Hong Gao.
He Han Gong.
……
Many names, he only knows words. As for who they are and what age they are, he doesn't know at all.
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.
Wu Tian shook his head and said: "I don't know, but there is no Nether Butterfly here, which means it is a safe point. Just leave this alone. You can see if there are any names you know well."
The three looked at the stele.
After taking a closer look, the Niaosheng grumbled: "It seems to be a few names, a bit familiar. When I think of it, the two old monsters in the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range seem to be called Hong Gao, He Hangong."
"It's them!"
No surprises.
At the beginning, when he rescued Han Tian and the others, he was chased and killed by those two old monsters. Now he still remembers the scene.
Luo Qiang pointed upwards and asked: "Master, is the God of Extinguishing Heaven Xuanyuanao? And the lord of the python at the top, will it be 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."
There is no heaven, and 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 gods of the previous life, and he will definitely not encounter life danger."
Said the bird saint.
"I hope so."
Wutian nodded.
Next.
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 at all.
After returning to the ground, Zhang Xi frowned and said: "No, the old white-haired man said that when he sees the stone monument, he will naturally see the entrance to the second floor. Is that this?"
"Let’s look around ~IndoMTL.com~ to see if there is an entrance."
After Wutian finished speaking, he took the lead to find the left side of the stele.
He wanted to see if the name was also engraved on the back of the stele.
Niaosheng rested on his shoulder.
But when he came to the corner of the stele, he was stunned.
Before I was blocked by the stone monument, I didn't know that there was such a thing here.
Behind the stele, there is a dark hall. Every piece of rubble, every stone pillar, every door, every floor, exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
It can be seen that this is an ancient hall.
"Let me go, 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, both looking at the hall incredibly.