Strangely, under this thick layer of ice, there was not a cold water source, on the contrary, the air around it was dry, as if it was a hollow, and not even a drop of water was touched.

Zi Li and Ming Jun Mo were wondering about this strange phenomenon, but the surrounding environment suddenly changed at this time, it was a deserted Gobi Desert, and a row of buildings pushed by sand could be faintly seen in the distance.

"This is the fourth level?" Zi Li looked at the endless loess sand dunes around her and opened her mouth lightly.

From the cold and biting glacier, he suddenly came to the hot and dry Gobi Desert, such a huge environmental contrast, which made Zi Li frown very uncomfortably, for the upcoming fourth level, Zi Li didn't care much, but was curious about what kind of place Purgatory Hell was, it was so magical.

Why did such a place become a place for the disciples of the Wuyu Alliance to practice, and it was really a great power that someone in the Wufu Alliance was able to create such a space back then.

However, no matter how curious Zi Li was in her heart about the origin of this Purgatory Hell, all this was destined to have no answer, maybe the world was naturally so magical.

"Let's go ahead and see!" Zi Li looked at the endless Gobi Desert around her, and finally locked on a row of sand and stone buildings not far away, which was the only bright spot on this Gobi Desert.

Zi Li's words, Immortal Jun Mo naturally did not object, the two walked towards the building not far away, and when they were about to approach the building, Zi Li's footsteps suddenly paused, and he looked down at his feet.

Carefully moving his footsteps, a stiff object appeared in the sand, Zi Li curiously dug this object out of the sand, only to find that it turned out to be a rusty long sword.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Zi Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the Immortal Monarch, is it possible that there are still people in this space?

Immortal Jun Mo also knew Zi Li's thoughts at this time, but he shook his head at Zi Li affirmatively, this space is deserted, let alone the breath of human beings, even the breath of demonic beasts does not exist.

Looking at the Immortal Monarch Mo shaking his head, Zi Li did not doubt that the strength of the Immortal Monarch was much higher than her, and she felt that she was naturally much more accurate than her, suddenly, Zi Li raised her eyes and looked into the distance, as if she had noticed something, and with a wave of her hand, a breeze quickly waved out.

In the next second, a piece of yellow sand flew in front of him, but a big knife appeared in the sand, just like the long sword in Zi Li's hand, rusty, and had long been deserted.

Looking at Zi Li's movements, Immortal Jun Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly stretched out his hand, at this time, a black spiritual power, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, quickly swept away against the sand in front of him, and at the same time, the yellow sand in front of him was full of eyes, almost covering all the scenery in front of him, and the originally quiet Gobi Desert rolled up a huge wind explosion in an instant, and one piece of ground after another was lifted up.

After a while, when the wind cleared, some of the things in front of me were very different from before, and the ground not far away could be filled with rust or destroyed weapons, broadswords, long swords, axes, and all kinds of weapons.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zi Li couldn't help but think of a poem: The halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, since the grinding and washing recognize the previous dynasty, the east wind is not with Zhou Lang, and the copper bird is deep in the spring and locks the two Qiao.

This is a poem by Du Mu describing the Battle of Chibi back then, but now facing the picture in front of him, it is extremely appropriate.

It is clear that there was a great war here.

Strangely, although there are all kinds of weapons deserted here, there is not the slightest trace of human population, not even skeletons or tattered clothes.

For such a strange phenomenon, Zi Li and Immortal Jun Mo glanced at each other, puzzled, and could only cautiously continue to move forward.

As we progressed, the road was still littered with discarded weapons, all sorts of things, but nothing else was seen other than the discarded ones.

If this is a war site, it shouldn't be a weapon, but this kind of appearance makes Zi Li feel a bit like a mound of weapons of a hundred families.

After walking for a while, Zi Li and Immortal Jun Mo finally came to the sand and stone building, looking at the abandoned buildings in front of them, it seemed that because the years were too old, many buildings had been crumbling, and they couldn't see the original shape at all.

Looking at the dome gate in front of them, Zi Li and Shen Jun Mo glanced at each other, raised their feet and stepped in, this building is one of the most well-preserved buildings among all the buildings, as Zi Li and Shen Jun Mo stepped in, Zi Li suddenly felt a gust of yin wind blowing towards him.

Feeling a sudden light wind, Zi Li instantly became vigilant, however, in the next second, the Immortal Monarch Mo, who had been staying by his side, suddenly disappeared strangely.

"Ink?!" Zi Li's face changed, and she shouted at the empty hall, but what responded to her was an ethereal echo.

Unable to find any trace of the Immortal Monarch, Zi Li even raised two hundred percent of his vigilance, this place is full of strangeness, it is clearly indoors, where does the yin wind come from!

"Li'er!"

Suddenly, Zi Li walked through a long corridor, and at the corner, he suddenly saw the figure of the Immortal Monarch, but saw the Immortal Monarch Mo facing the corridor wall, turned his head to look at himself, and whispered in a low voice.

"Ink?" Looking at the sudden appearance of Immortal Monarch, a touch of surprise flashed in Zi Li's eyes, but she quickly walked to Immortal Monarch's side, looked at Immortal Monarch Mo facing a corridor wall, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Li'er will understand by looking at it!" Immortal Jun Mo stretched out his hand to hold Zi Li's waist while turning his head to look at the contents carved on the corridor wall.

The corridor wall records an ancient war, one of the countries, the geographical area is vast, but the population is very small, however, it seems that the quality of the people is relatively high, after the war began, both the soldiers and the people are brave to kill the enemy, the other country, the land area is relatively small, but there is a uniform army, however, although this country admits a lot of defeat, but I don't know if it is mismanaged, and did not play a very strong momentum, even used the most stupid crowd tactics.

At the end of the war, both countries experienced negative attrition, and the final result was the simultaneous destruction of both countries, and they are now in the war site of one of the countries at that time.

After reading the content depicted on the corridor wall, Zi Li sighed slightly, I don't know how much hatred the two countries have, and they refused to let go of each other until they died.

"Why is Li'er sighing?" Hearing Zi Li's slight sigh, Hades Jun Mo turned his head to face Zi Li and asked softly.

"I just feel a little sad that neither of the lives of the two countries survived because of the so-called war!" Zi Li glanced at the carvings on the wall of the corridor and said slowly, and at the same time, turned her head to look at the closed door in front of her.