The aura of evil and coldness spread in all directions at lightning speed.

The corpses of the countless Nether Colored Butterflies on the ground, the moment they were enveloped in aura, burst into flames!

The delicate flames, like blood, bring people a piercing sense of horror!

Moreover.

It's not the fur that's burning, it's the flesh and bones that are burning.

The most surprising thing is that there is no smell of scorched corpses, and there is no temperature at all!

The Bird Saint said anxiously: "Wutian, let's hide in the space bracelet!"

Luo Qiang frowned and said, "Uncle Bird Saint, why are you so panicked? Could it be that the Shura corpse fire is terrifying?"

"Nonsense, Shura Corpse Fire is a super killing technique that kills souls, and it is no worse than the power of soul breaking, and the most important thing is that no matter who casts it, no matter who it is, it will be affected!"

The Bird Saint said in horror.

When it was in the central sea of the Heavenly Realm, it had seen the power of the Shura corpse fire with its own eyes.

Looking back now, I can't help but feel creepy!

And at that time, the Shura corpse fire was only a high-level supernatural power.

The Shura corpse fire, which has now evolved into a god-level supernatural power, is undoubtedly even more terrifying!

The corpse of the Netherworld Butterfly, but the flames are getting more and more beautiful!

"Poof!"

Wutian's face turned pale suddenly, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, the evil and cold aura retracted into his body like a tide.

But the flames of the Nether Butterflies did not disappear, they continued to burn, like clusters of ghost fires.

Even.

The corpses of the countless Nether Butterflies had been burned to ashes, and when only the godhead remained, the flames were still there.

Wutian waved his hand and sent Luo Qiang and the three of them into the space bracelet.

Immediately followed.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and reached out with his hands.

In an instant, all the flames came together and condensed into a cluster of flames the size of a fist.

After the whole process, the blood in Wutian's mouth never stopped, and kept spurting out.

His face was as pale as white paper.

Beads of sweat the size of beans also appeared on his forehead.

It was clear that he was struggling to control the flames.

It's too late, it's too soon!

As the flames formed, the surrounding Netherworld butterflies swarmed in.

But as soon as they entered the range of thousands of miles, the Netherworld Butterflies screamed one after another, with an indescribable pain, and then planted straight to the ground!

Life fluctuations dissipate quickly like a tidal wave.

But I couldn't find even the slightest wound in my body!

In all directions, in an instant, the souls of hundreds of Netherworld Butterflies were destroyed by the Shura corpse fire!

With a loud bang, it smashed to the ground, and it was piled up in an instant!

"It worked!"

Looking at the dense and constantly dying Netherworld Butterfly, the heavenless eyes are shining!

He didn't use Shura Corpse Fire very often, and since he entered the Chaos Purgatory, the Netherworld Butterfly and the white-haired old man had repeatedly brought him shocks, making him forget that he still had this kind of magical power.

Before, the Bird Saint mentioned the corpse again and again, which made him think of this kind of supernatural power.

At the same time, he also thought that with the cultivation of the Great Perfection Supreme, it should not be very difficult to ignite the corpse fire of the Netherworld Butterfly.

In the end, it did succeed in igniting the corpse fire.

Although the process seemed smooth and easy, only he knew how difficult it was.

Fortunately, the emperor lives up to his hard work.

With this cluster of corpse fire, it is completely possible to walk sideways in Chaos Purgatory for the first time!

But 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 primordial Heavenly Venerable Fierce Beast!

If it takes too long, it will cause serious damage to the soul and body and mind!

Therefore, it is necessary to find the next safe point before reaching the limit.

With a flip of his big hand, he took out a spatial bracelet and collected all the dead Netherworld Colored Butterflies.

Subsequently.

He held the Shura corpse fire in his left hand and the spatial bracelet in his right hand, and swept towards the west!

Everywhere they passed, all the Netherworld Butterflies that entered the range of thousands of miles, without exception, all their souls were destroyed!

This is simply a great killing technique!

The power is more terrifying than the broken soul!

Along the way, Wutian's face became whiter and whiter, and his eyes became darker and darker.

The surrounding Netherworld Butterflies are also not afraid of life and death, and it seems that they want to consume him alive!

Gradually, half an hour passed.

The Netherworld Butterfly that was strangled by the corpse fire, he didn't even know how many there were Wutian, and the corpse had already filled two space bracelets.

He didn't know how far he had galloped.

In short, he would take a supreme divine medicine every ten breaths to replenish the spiritual power consumed.

If he hadn't, he would have reached his limit long ago.

"Why is this safe point so far away?"

As he galloped, Wutian looked at the endless plains ahead, his brows furrowed deeply.

He remembered that from the starting point to the first safety point, it seemed to take only a few dozen breaths.

But now that half an hour has passed, why haven't you seen the next safe spot?

"Not only does he have two kinds of soul-specific powers, but he can also easily control the destructive energy born from the fusion of divine power and qi and blood, this kid not only has a flexible mind, but also has a very good talent. ”

The white-haired old man was hidden in a void, and when he saw the skylessness galloping in the void, his old eyes were full of appreciation.

Of course, he could also see that Wutian was working hard now, but as long as he was a person who entered the Chaos Purgatory, who had not worked hard?

It's just that the results are different.

Some people try their best, but they may not be able to successfully enter the second layer.

But what puzzled him was, why was such an excellent person unwilling to take the initiative to accept the test here?

He had been silently following Wutian, 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 in front of me.

The stele is pitch black throughout, exuding an eternal atmosphere.

In the land of thousands of miles near the stone monument, there is not a single Netherworld Colored Butterfly, which is regarded as a forbidden area.

Could it be that the stone tablet that the white-haired old man was talking about?

Wutian's spirit was lifted, and he unfolded rapidly, and quickly came to the bottom of the stone tablet.

When it came, a majestic momentum suddenly rushed to the face.

He looked up and saw that the stele was as high as it was ten thousand feet high, towering from the ground.

He has seen a lot of things that are thousands of feet high, such as giant peaks, which are hundreds of thousands, millions of feet.

But for some reason, in front of this stone tablet, he sincerely felt a sense of insignificance.

I feel that the stele is the master of heaven and earth, and he is a drop in the sky and the earth, insignificant.

"There are words on the stele!"

Wutian dispersed the Shura corpse fire in his hand, rose to the sky, suspended in the air, and looked at the top of the stone tablet.

It is engraved with palm-sized ancient characters.

Every ancient character is like an iron hook and silver stroke, which looks vigorous and powerful.

Su Wenhua.

Buckles.

You Mujin.

Chi Zhengyi.

Suoyang.

The Lord of the Python.

......

Wutian looked at it carefully, and it turned out that these were all people's names.

Could it be that the person who once entered the Chaos Purgatory deliberately left his name here?

He then looked down.

There were many names that he had never even heard of.

Finally, his gaze was fixed on a certain place.

God of War.

Rogue God of War.

God of War in Vientiane.

Mortal God of War.

Old Gods.

Soul Eater.

......

This stele alone has hundreds of names.

But only individual names he had heard.

Such as the Spirit Devouring Demon Emperor, it is the body of the dragon and tiger in the previous life.

Like the ancient gods, they are the past lives of the ancient heavens.

For example, the God of Heaven Destroying War must be the ancestor of the Heaven Destroying War Clan, Xuanyuan Ao.

Look further down.

Smooth.

Shirts.

Mo Tianfeng.

Wei Bin.

Hong Gao.

He Hangong.

......

He only knows many names, but he doesn't know who they are or what age they are.

As soon as their minds moved, Luo Qiang and the three of them manifested themselves.

"Where is this?"

The three of them looked at the stele, then turned their heads to look behind them, their eyes full of confusion.

Wutian shook his head and said: "I don't know, but there are no Nether Colored Butterflies here, which means that it is a safe point, don't worry about this for now, you can see if there is a name you are familiar with." ”

The three of them looked at the stele.

After taking a closer look, the bird saint muttered: "It seems like a few names, some of them are familiar." Thinking about it, the two old monsters in the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range seem to be called Hong Gao and He Hangong. ”

"It's them!"

Shocked.

At the beginning, when he rescued Han Tian and them, he was chased and killed by those two old monsters, and he still remembers it vividly.

Luo Qiang pointed upwards and asked, "Master, that God of Heaven Destroying War, is it Xuanyuan Ao, and the Lord of the Divine Python at the top, could it be the current Divine Python Tianzun?"

Wutian said: "It should be them." ”

Zhang Ji was surprised: "In the previous life of Gu Tian and Long Hu, they had actually been here before. ”

"Since Long Hu left Dragon Village that day, there has been no news until now, and I don't know how he is now. ”

There is no heavenly way, and his face is full of worry.

"Don't worry, his cultivation in his previous life is only one step behind Xuanyuan Ao, which means that the lowest is the Perfection Heavenly Venerable, and with the protection of the divine bones of his previous life, he will definitely not encounter danger to his life. ”

Bird Saint said.

"I hope so. ”

Wutian nodded.

Then.

The four of them looked at it carefully from top to bottom.

On the stele, there are more than 60,000 names in total, but few of them know at all.

After returning to the ground, Zhang Ji frowned and said, "No, didn't the white-haired old man say that when you see the stone tablet, you will naturally be able to see the entrance to the second floor, is this it?"

"We looked around to see if there was an entrance. ”

After Wutian finished speaking, he took the lead to find the left side of the stone tablet.

He wanted to see if the name was also engraved on the back of the stele.

The Bird Saint rested on his shoulder.

But when he came to the corner of the stele, he was stunned.

I was blocked by the stone monument before, and I didn't know that there was such a thing here.

I saw that behind the stele, there was a pitch-black hall, every piece of rubble, every stone pillar, every door, every floor, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

It is enough to see that this is a very ancient hall.

"I'll go, this hall is too old, I haven't even heard of these woods and stones. ”

With an exclamation, Luo Qiang and Zhang Ji walked out from the other side of the stone tablet, both looking at the hall in disbelief.