Dark, surprisingly short,

The end of darkness,

It's a dazzling flame of light, rolling scorching waves, thick demonic energy,

The long corridor of the molten tumbling stretches forward,

Between one exhale and one inhalation, the burning breath reaches the lungs, as if it will immediately melt the five internal organs into slurry.

The ground under his feet burns like a red coal,

Luo Jianchen, Teng Yu, Shangguan Duanmin and Nalan Zhuo, who were involved, were crowded on top of this coal.

Luo Jianchen's Ice Prism Soul was originally a god-level water system defense magic weapon, and the scorching breath only had a slight effect on her.

And Teng Yu's purple qi gilt ball was obviously a top-level fire magic weapon, and once he entered this place, the light of the gilt ball was even more scorching.

Shangguan Duanmin and Nalan Zhuo's faces turned pale, and the state of the two of them was very bad now.

Shangguan Duanmin is a golden and water dual spiritual root, and the defensive magic weapon is originally a water system Lingbo armor. It stands to reason that she should be the most dominant in overcoming fire with water,

But as soon as she entered this place, a layer of defensive streamer on Lingbo's armor was constantly draining, and the original shiny and silky armor began to dry and crack little by little, and if the armor failed, the temperature here would immediately burn her into ashes.

Nalan Zhuo was even worse, she was originally a golden and wood twin spirit root, woody fire, the bright pink on her defensive magic weapon Baihua Bead had appeared scorched yellow in a moment, and the scorched yellow color became deeper and deeper, her body had already felt the pain of the burning fire, and the aura was quickly evaporating, which made her terrified.

The woman in black stood on top of the molten lava, her body wrapped in a thick black gas, her eyes flashing with cold excitement.

"How? What's it like? ＂

The woman in black smiled proudly, the corners of her mouth were upturned, her lips pursed slightly, the scar on her lips stretched and stretched, revealing a little burnt new flesh in the rolled flesh, a little terrifying, a little disgusting.

But that kind of demeanor is so familiar.

Luo Jianchen sighed in his heart: "It won't be wrong, this must be Teng Yan." ＂

The once adorable and delicate expression, who would have thought that such a terrible and hateful effect would be laughed.

"Deviless, where is this? Nalan Zhuo slapped another high-level defense talisman on her body, but it was still difficult to resist the burning breath, she only felt that the water in her skin was almost evaporated, and the pain extended from her heart to the outside of her heart.

The woman in black had a sarcastic smile on her lips, looking at her painful expression with enjoyment, and her hoarse voice was word-by-word.

"This is Shura Hell. ＂

"Is this the Demon Purgatory? ＂

Teng Yu's gaze was like a bottomless deep pool, staring closely at the woman in black, with deep insight, penetrating through her heart.

A trace of strangeness passed through the heart of the woman in black, as if she had touched something in the depths of her memory, and a sharp pain in her brain was like a needle cone. She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of disgust.

"Yes, sure enough, the disciples of the Ziyin Sect have some knowledge. The woman in black's eyes flickered, swept over Luo Jianchen and Teng Yu, and was surprised for a moment, but then her eyes sank: "Even if you know that this is a forbidden place for the demon clan, you must also know the power of the fire of purgatory." ＂

"As soon as you enter purgatory, you will be destroyed. Teng Yu said lightly, his eyes swept around, and the corners of his mouth also smiled: "What layer of purgatory is this?" ＂

Teng Yu's calmness made the woman in black a little annoyed in surprise, her eyes fell on the purple light shining defensive cover in front of Teng Yu and stayed for a moment, gritted her teeth, and said in a cruel tone: "But with a defensive magic weapon, I see how long you can last?" ＂

Her gaze turned on Shangguan Duanmin and Nalan Zhuo's faces, and she suddenly laughed: "It is said that the Golden Gate Yanlong is the sword of slaying demons, but unfortunately I haven't seen anything special until now." The legend is unreliable. ＂

Teng Yu still smiled gently, and looked sideways at Nalan Zhuo beside him and said: "Demon purgatory, there is no entry or exit, sooner or later it is a dead word, is Senior Sister Nalan willing to kill this woman first with Teng Yu with the Golden Que Sword?" ＂

A gentle and calm young man, even in a dangerous situation, even in the face of death, he is still so calm and handsome. Nalan Zhuo's heart was hot, if he was certain to die, how could he let this young man compare.

She snatched the golden long sword in Teng Yu's hand, quickly slapped a water defense talisman on her body, and only a small part of the aura was left, and she raised the long sword to attack the woman in black.

As soon as her body moved, Teng Yu's Zixiao Flame Dragon Sword also struck, and the sword qi split through the scorching waves and slashed towards the woman in black.

At the same time, Shangguan Duanmin also stepped forward to help with a magic weapon.

With one to three, the woman in black did not fall behind at all, taking advantage of the terrain, the demonic energy was endless, and the molten slurry rolled up by her long whip turned into a rain of fire in the sky, hitting the defensive cover of the three of them, making a crackling, crackling explosion, and bursting out of rotten fire clouds and a little crystal spark.

Luo Jianchen frowned slightly, the light and shadow sword was held in his hand but did not move, in addition to a trace of unbearability in his heart, more doubts.

Purgatory is a forbidden place for the demon race, and it has always been the tomb of a monk outside the demon cultivator, it is said that the fire of purgatory comes from the Heavenly Demon Transformation Domain of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavens, and its fire can burn all things in the world, even if the monks of the Mahayana period do not dare to set foot lightly. Luo Jianchen is naturally fearless because he has the defense of the Ice Prism Soul and the backing of the Phantom Spirit Realm, but Teng Yu can still be so calm and composed, which is very unreasonable.

Moreover, when the frost sealed the mountain, she was busy dealing with the cave shackles, and she didn't take a closer look at the golden gate swordsmanship practiced by the five Nalan Zhuo, but now she couldn't help but be greatly confused when she saw it.

The Golden Que Sword Technique that Nalan Zhuo made was plausible to what he had learned. There are many strange moves added to the original gentle sword moves, these moves are like double-edged swords, which can not only cut the enemy in an instant, but at the same time, it is also very easy to hurt the person who wields the sword.

She secretly wondered that her Golden Que Sword Technique was obtained from Su Qianyue, and it should be genuine, so this set of Golden Que Sword Technique taught by Mingxu Daozun was very problematic. Is it that Mingxu Daozun doesn't know how to pretend to understand and misunderstand people's children? Or did he deliberately teach the wrong.

As he was thinking to himself, suddenly a bloody light slashed, and the Golden Que Sword flew into the air, blood splattered on the sword body, but Nalan Zhuo's body fell straight down towards the molten lava, turning into a wisp of light smoke in a blink of an eye.

Teng Yu raised his hand to catch the long sword, and frowned slightly.

At this time, Shangguan Duanmin's Lingbo armor flashed the last streamer, and the "wave" fell apart with a sound, Teng Yu raised his hand and waved, two high-level water talismans slapped on her, and shouted in his mouth: "Take the sword." ＂

Shangguan Duanmin's face had been scorched red by the scorching heat, and his aura was almost exhausted. Seeing Nalan Zhuo disappear in an instant, he knew in his heart that he would inevitably die today. Pushing the root of Shuoyuan, a qiē root is all because of this golden sword, seeing that the four companions are all blood-stained long swords, and she is a psychic witch clan, she seems to have guessed something.

She gritted her teeth, didn't look at Teng Yu, and suddenly waved the scimitar in her hand, and rushed straight towards the woman in black without dodging or dodging.

This is clearly a fight to the death.

The woman in black sneered, the long whip in her hand whistled out, the wind was fierce, and the fire clouds slapped on her defensive cover, and the defense shield split into countless pieces in an instant. The whip was like a snake and was about to wrap around her neck.

Teng Yu frowned, raised his hand and waved it, and the purple qi gilt ball in front of him expanded several times, protecting Shangguan Duanmin by his side.

"Senior Sister Shangguan," he frowned, "why bother? ＂

Shangguan Duanmin laughed miserably: "Tengyu, why? Why this bureau? ＂

"In order to slay demons and eliminate demons. Teng Yu's eyes were unbearable and resolute.

"To slay demons? Shangguan Duanmin smiled: "What a grandiose speech, I'm the last, right?" Well, I will fulfill you. ＂

Shangguan Duanmin looked at each other desperately, the young man in front of her was handsome and handsome, he had tugged at her heartstrings, she tried hard to fight for the golden sword, but what she didn't want to fight for was death. In the land of cultivating immortals, where can you have the slightest true feeling? If you touch the love word, you will never recover.

She quickly snatched the golden long sword in Teng Yu's hand, absolutely returned the sword, pierced into her heart, and jumped down to the molten lava.

"Teng Yu, the Yanlong Sword will be a lonely sword in the lifetime. Shangguan Duanmin smiled dismally, and used the last drop of blood in her heart to say her curse with the secret technique of the Spirit Witch Clan. What she can't get, no one can think of.

Teng Yu's eyes were deep, and with a move of his hand, the golden light flashed, and the blood-stained long sword flew straight towards him.

Shangguan Duanmin, whose eyes turned into a wisp of light smoke, flashed a faint sense of amazement in Tengyu's heart. A qiē is not what he wants, but it must be. For what? Is it really all about slaying demons? He couldn't help but glance sideways at the girl in the Taoist uniform who was standing still with her hands in her hands.

The woman in black had already drifted to the end of the corridor when Shangguan Duanmin committed suicide, and a hoarse voice with banter and ridicule sounded,

"The heirs of the Yanlong Sword, it's a pity that the destined people of the Golden Que Sword are all dead. Naturally, you can't bear to let them be alone here without reincarnation. I said, why don't you stay here with them for the rest of your life? ＂

Her eyes swept towards Luo Jianchen, the joy of resentment and revenge flashed in her eyes, and her hoarse voice softened a little.

"Little master, this is only the fourth heaviest purgatory, it can't hurt you anything, you can be wronged here for a while, let me go to the master first. See if he wants you to live or if you want to die. Haha"

After the laughter, the figure of the woman in black disappeared at the end of the corridor in a flash.

Teng Yu's eyes flickered, and he turned around and jumped towards Luo Jianchen's side, but when he was about to get closer, his body suddenly shook, and the light of the purple qi gilt ball around his body suddenly dimmed, and his body fell uncontrollably towards the molten lava.

Luo Jianchen was taken aback, and before she could think about it, her body moved, and the ice prism soul turned into an ice curtain and flew out, she reached out and grabbed Teng Yu's falling body.

The two were close at hand, and the moment she grabbed Teng Yu, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and she wanted to withdraw her hand but was a step too late. Teng Yu's fingertips have sealed her aura and body acupoints. If she hadn't seen the opportunity to move faster, even her divine consciousness would have been closed by him.

The Ice Ridge Soul lost control, and as soon as the light flickered, it immediately shrank into a thin piece of ice and submerged into her palm.

The purple qi gilt ball in front of Teng Yu was shining brightly, and he returned his hand to hug Luo Jianchen and lightly jumped onto Shi Yan.

Luo Jianchen gritted his teeth secretly, this Teng Yu was ruthless, he didn't expect to act, he tried to prevent him, but he still followed his way, fortunately, his consciousness was still fine. She concentrated on it, and she wanted to open the phantom realm.

But he heard Teng Yu whisper softly: "Jian Chen, you are still so soft-hearted. His hand swept the loose strands of hair on her sideburns, and said softly: "Prevent me from avoiding me, but you will still save me, you stupid girl." How can I harm you if I do anything? ＂

He held the unconscious girl with his eyes closed with one hand, reached out and took out a scroll from the Qiankun bag, and raised his hand. RS