Zudia entered first, Qu Chuan followed indifferently, only Wu Zihao, his face was a little cold, barely showing a smile, a little cold.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me your name?"

Wu Zihao's sudden speech made the silver-armored man's face change, as if he wanted to find the resentment he wanted to see from Wu Zihao's face.

"You, provoking me?"

The eyes of the silver-armored man became sharp, as a strong man, he was qualified to look down on Wu Zihao, who sealed the strength, this is the majesty of the strong, and no one is allowed to provoke.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

The oppressive air seemed to be frozen.

Although Wu Zihao's current strength is just that of a high-level martial emperor, that calm bearing and sharp eyes don't look like an ordinary martial emperor can have.

There is a kind of person who falls from the altar, even if his strength has been sealed, the remaining breath is still full of danger, and Wu Zihao at this moment gives people the feeling that this is the case.

As soon as he saw this situation, the surrounding Youtian Academy had already gotten up and slowly gathered around, and the strong confidence and arrogance made people extremely depressed.

Zudia's face was ugly, although they tried their best to make a move, and they had the ability to leave a huge part of the people here, but it was almost impossible to kill them cleanly, and how close this place was to the headquarters of the Youtian Academy, it was estimated that in less than half a day, there would be a martial saint of the academy, and even a terrifying powerhouse of the martial god level.

Qu Chuan didn't change much, but he had already grasped the hilt of the sword on his waist with a smile, and he seemed to have no scheming, but he was ready to shoot at any time.

Qu Chuan, who came out of the land of the living dead, didn't care about the lives of others at all, in his eyes, as long as anyone who stood in his way, he could kill anyone, not to mention that his strength was skyrocketing at the moment, which was comparable to the best elite disciples in the big family.

The smell of killing that was about to erupt was constantly brewing among everyone.

Just three breaths later, Wu Zihao's face suddenly changed, and the resentment suddenly disappeared, followed by a very surprising smile: "I just admire Your Excellency's cultivation, maybe in my lifetime, I can also make a breakthrough!"

"Hmph, it's just an ant, and you dare to show off in front of me!"

The silver-armored man said disdainfully: "What about telling you, Luo Nan of the Wuying Empire, the fourth heir of the royal family, if I can reach the high-level martial emperor before the age of twenty-five, the position of the lord of the Wuying Empire is mine, you can stand here and talk to me, it is your glory, always be grateful, otherwise you are dead!"

Wu Zihao didn't answer, grinned, and the atmosphere that was so suppressed that people lost control of their emotions disappeared in an instant, which surprised everyone around him, how could they never have imagined that he could affect people's emotions like this, this is not the category of martial arts at all.

Wu Zihao and the others, who strode away, didn't take another look at the academy students around them.

Luo Nan's face was a little ugly, although Wu Zihao didn't seem to have any provocative actions, and that smile made him unable to give birth to the heart of a killer, but in any case, it still made him feel that he had lost face.

"Luo Nan, don't be angry, when everyone arrives, we will also go in, there is a chance to kill this boy who doesn't know what to do!"

The thin sword man on the side couldn't help but speak, and the disgust and impatience in his eyes were obvious.

Luo Nan didn't say anything, but the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong, and he was able to suppress this impulse, which could be regarded as a bit of mental recuperation.

Entering the Void Valley, Wu Zihao's face changed, and he finally understood what the situation was in this Void Valley.

The demonic aura was surging, countless low-level demon beasts roamed around, and in the deepest part of the pitch-black valley, there was a dark red light that rushed into the sky, and it was estimated that it was the center of the rift.

Wu Zihao didn't expect that this ghost place would have a connection with the demon world, although it was only a small rift, but this was the same as the situation in the death realm in his own world, even if it was a rift, it also showed that two different worlds were connected together.

I don't know how long the rift has been going on, but it's at least a thousand years old.

The demon realm is obviously powerful in this realm, and it is extremely large.

Suddenly, Wu Zihao suddenly thought of the Ice Demon Clan, that giant beast that was so powerful that even he had to be afraid of three points was definitely from the Demon Realm, and this Ice Demon Clan was probably the remnant of the Demon Realm.

At this point, Wu Zihao woke up to the fact that these spaces were already in chaos, and the conquests in various places were secretly controlled by a pair of invisible giant hands behind the scenes.

They are all just pawns in this huge chessboard.

Scattered students of the Youtian Academy wandered around the valley, and small strongholds had been formed, and it was obvious that this had become an important place of trial for the Youtian Academy.

Of course, Wu Zihao will not make a move here, once it attracts the attention of others, it will be a great resistance to his subsequent actions.

The three of them walked all the way, completely ignoring the small demon beasts wandering outside, and within a few minutes, they reached the center of the Void Valley, the location of the purple light.

A huge and terrifying power escaped from the rift, and even Wu Zihao felt that this power was powerful enough to tear apart any existence that wanted to touch it.

Void Force!

Wu Zihao knew that this thing was powerful, a power that he had never touched.

In the face of greater power, the strong will only give birth to the heart of conquest.

Wu Zihao, who secretly clenched his fists, poured out infinite confidence, he was not far from such a world, as long as he could step into the Melting Blood Realm, he could come and go at will in this Ten Directions Realm.

"It's really a powerful power, I'm afraid that you are only qualified to touch it when you reach the Martial God realm!"

Zudia stared at the beam of light in front of him with some fascination, although he had reached the level of the peak Martial Emperor, he found that in front of such a powerful force, he was simply the most humble ant, and he had no ability to touch it.

The same is true of Qu Chuan, and in the face of absolute power, no one can stop its temptation.

"Let's go in, we don't have much time, and it's not easy to find a lone prey, as long as you can live, such a power will be mastered sooner or later, what I'm going to take you on is a road that no one has ever walked, and a little bit of nothingness is not the end of the pursuit!"

Although Wu Zihao can't touch such a power now, he knows very well that this power of nothingness is definitely not the end, and there is an even more powerful power in the foreign land.

The three of them walked in side by side, feeling the power of nothingness that touched their bodies, and none of them dared to fight at all, for fear of causing the fluctuation of this huge power of nothingness, once something happened, this terrifying power of nothingness was enough to crush them into nothingness.

It's like walking into a viscous liquid, and every step is so slow.

The depressed and slow walking, nearly a minute of time wasted in it, and when Wu Zihao and the others felt the pressure from the outside world, they were finally able to recover their perception and vision.

What catches your eye is a world that no one has ever seen.

The dark red world looks like dried blood.

The sand beneath your feet was also bloody.

There are no trees, no rivers, a world with only mountains, rivers and sand, and strange rocks and rocks, forming a very oppressive world.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zudia stared around nervously, as if something strange had suddenly burst out.

Qu Chuan changed his previous calmness, a solemn expression finally appeared on his face, and he whispered: "It's not good, our luck seems to be a little bad, we were actually transported here, everything is careful, the martial saint is also an ant here, if you are not careful, you will be buried here!"

"What do you mean? You tell me clearly? Isn't this a spatial rift? What's the danger?"

Zudia hurriedly followed Qu Chuan's words and asked, but as soon as he finished speaking, his face changed drastically, and at the same time he said in a panic: "Slaughter field?"

Qu Chuan nodded a little heavily.

The slaughter field, one of the most terrifying of the countless spatial rifts.

There are countless spatial rifts on the Ten Directions Continent, among which the level of demon beasts ranges from king beasts to holy beasts, even if they have the cracks of holy beasts, they are only a place for some strong people to slaughter and obtain demon pills, but this slaughter field is different.

Before Wu Zihao could speak, Qu Chuan told the mysteries.

It turns out that if you want to get out of this slaughtering field, you need one thing, that is, the blood demon crystal that appears with the spatial rift, this thing is a rare treasure condensed by the blood of countless demon beasts in the slaughter field, and the power contained in it is extremely terrifying, and only by completely releasing this power can it be possible to break through a gap in the void wall and leave.

The slaughter field, Qu Chuan also got it from the information circulating in the outside world, and the people who can really get out of the slaughter field are not enough to describe.

Every time the slaughterhouse is opened, it is when countless people die in battle, and the demon beasts that appear here are extremely powerful, there are countless rare medicinal materials, and there are countless rare treasures, but there are very few that may be enjoyed.

This slaughter field is only rumored to appear, and I am afraid that the last time the slaughter field was opened was five or six years ago.

The people who walked out from here have all become a hegemon.

But the most terrifying thing is the other name of this slaughter field, the place of exile.

Some of the top-level beings among the otherworldly monsters were banished to this land for some reason.

A chaotic space, a place where countless powerful demon beasts exist, the human race wants to get the blood demon crystal here, and break the shackles of this ghost place, it is simply a life of nine deaths.

But Wu Zihao doesn't care, how firm his martial will is, let alone being exiled to this place of exile, even if he faces the afterimage of the Dark Great Demon God and has been ravaged to death countless times, it can't shake his confidence at all.

"Let's go, it's just a place of exile, aren't you satisfied with some strong demon beasts?"

Wu Zihao grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and said coldly: "If you have a desperate and cowardly mind in the face of a threat, then the cultivation of the martial arts is basically useless!"

"I don't know how many people want to challenge their own ceiling, otherwise there will be no students from the Youtian Academy who will run out to test and improve their own strength, the higher they reach a higher status, the more they are stingy with their lives, you should understand that death is not the end, only by improving your own strength can you be qualified to find the true meaning of life!"

Wu Zihao took away the blood-colored sand in his hand, this side of the world, I don't know how long it has existed, and how many living beings have been buried here, even if he doesn't deliberately perceive the situation in the outside world, he can clearly smell the breath of death in this wind.