The Land of Purgatory.

It's a fiery red land, and as the name suggests, it's like a hell on earth. As far as the eye could see, it seemed that blood had stained every corner, and there was a strong smell of blood.

At the same time, you can also smell the smell of war that fills the smoke of gunpowder, and it seems that there is an invisible murderous aura flowing here.

"Where is this?" Xuantian exclaimed, looking around here.

"This is the land of purgatory, a place of danger. In the past, after the death of some powerful people in the third heaven and earth, their corpses were collected by me. Let them be reborn here in another state and be the object of your trials. The voice of the great white bird appeared, and it sounded in the sky.

"Also, you have a strange stone with you that records some of the things here that you can take with you. ”

"How do I leave after the trial?" asked Xuantian, this is a key question, otherwise it will be bad if he can't get out at that time.

"You can go away at any time, and look behind you, there is Simon ....... The voice of the Great White Bird said, and then said goodbye.

"I hope that this land can give me the strength to make some contribution to the human race. Xuantian muttered to himself, and then searched around for a while, and found a small stone and hung it on his waist.

This stone should be the strange stone that the big white bird said. The divine power hidden inside alone is enough to illustrate the extraordinaryness of this small stone.

"Let me see, what's in this land. ”

The next moment, Xuantian jumped into the air and looked, a pair of eyes seemed to be a lighthouse on the sea, and he traveled through a million miles of land at once, observing here.

"Hey, what is that, it seems to be a person. He exclaimed, looking over to a small hill on which a figure sat cross-legged.

It was a man, sitting cross-legged on a hill, dressed in armor, with a dignified appearance, and a shawl with black hair.

"Brush!"

At this moment, he seemed to sense Xuantian's gaze, a pair of closed eyes opened, glanced in the direction of Xuantian, and then flew into the air.

"This ...... This guy must be flying this way. Xuantian exclaimed, he didn't expect this to be the result.

"Phew!"

After a few minutes of effort, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a streamer of light crossed the distant sky. The man in armor and holding an ancient sword stopped and looked at Xuantian quietly in the air.

"This is the first swordsman three hundred years ago - Ouyang Mingfeng. Xuantian glanced at the strange stone and was taken aback by the identity of this man.

He had also heard about the identity of the First Swordsman. Especially in the days of the King's City, I knew that there was once a powerful swordsman who dominated the King's City, and his name was Ouyang Mingfeng.

"Kill you, make a name for me, and make a name for the first swordsman. Ouyang Mingfeng spoke, then pulled out the sword in his hand and slashed towards Xuantian's head.

"Uh-huh, you still become my sparring partner, and become a stepping stone for me to be promoted to king. Xuantian said, summoned the magic sword in his hand, and rose to the sky to meet the attack.

The two clashed, and the sword qi flew horizontally, penetrating the earth thousands of miles deep, and reaching the sky thousands of miles high, and the scene was amazing.

As soon as Xuantian and this man fought, he realized in his heart that this was a very difficult opponent, and his comprehension of the battle had reached a certain level.

It's very difficult, so to speak. Almost every move of the other party is fatal, and the means are ruthless.

Xuantian confronted him, fought from the ground to the sky, and finally burned the flames of war to the sky, and the fight was inextricable.

In the process, he did not have any upper hand, and all the attacks were defused by the opponent.

"You are worthy of being the first swordsman three hundred years ago, but since you have come here, I must defeat you, for the sake of this catastrophe of the human race. Xuantian said, the magic sword in his hand slashed horizontally.

"Sold out!"

The magic sword collided with Ouyang Mingfeng's ancient sword, and the aftermath of a mountain flood and tsunami erupted.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Xuantian used the magic sword to suppress the opponent's ancient sword, and then stretched out his left hand, which had been free, to hit the Heavenly Finger Divine Power and suppress it.

"Since you are so powerful, I should kill you even more and raise my might. Ouyang Mingfeng said, at this moment, he also pulled out his free left hand and played a terrifying magical power.

"Two Palms!"

A pair of black and white Qiankun diagrams rotated in Ouyang Mingfeng's palm, and then collided with the power of Xuantian's yin and yang, causing the void here to shatter for a while.

"Such a difficult guy, whether it is the ability to react or the means of fighting, he is the strongest in the same level. Xuantian pondered, and there was a lot of fluctuation in his heart.

"You're strong, but you're the kind of opponent I want. Ouyang Mingfeng shouted violently, shook away the suppressed magic sword, and then slashed horizontally towards Xuantian's head, the terrifying sword qi was a thousand meters long, as if it was about to split the sky.

At the same time, behind Ouyang Mingfeng, four streamers of light rose into the sky, and after swaying in the air for a few circles, they struck towards Xuantian.

"It is rumored that Ouyang Feng has four great swords from the ancient period, and it seems that the rumors are indeed true. Xuantian frowned, and at this moment, he summoned the small yellow seal in the Mud Pill Palace and went to meet it.

"Sonorous!" "Ding!" ......

The four great battle swords met the little yellow seal, and the fierce confrontation immediately exuded a crisp collision sound.

The four war swords, each of which has an amazing origin, is said to have participated in the massacre, and each sword exudes a murderous aura.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the murderous aura continued to sweep in, angering the little yellow seal and awakening his spirit.

"Boom!"

A large amount of earthy yellow mist emanated from Xiao Huangyin's body, enveloping the four war swords and devouring them.

The original battle of confrontation was replaced by the battle of resistance in front of us. The little yellow seal was mighty, and the vision behind it appeared, it was a ruined palace, exuding a hazy mist.

In the final result, Xiao Huangyin won and successfully devoured the four battle swords.

"Good guys, it's still a rare sight to see the spiritual awakening automatically. But now I can win the battle even without you. Xuantian thought about it, but decided to put away the little yellow seal.

Coming here, he is going through a trial, and he needs to win with his true skills. Like now, if he wanted to, he could completely control the little yellow seal and smash Ouyang Mingfeng to pieces. However, this would lose the meaning of the experience, which was not what he wanted.

"Point dragon gong. ”

The scene not long ago reappeared, Xuantian looked for an opportunity to suppress Ouyang Mingfeng's ancient sword, and then used his left hand to cast some dragon power.

It is a terrible science that has been lost since antiquity. Once cast, many people can't resist it. It seems that now, Ouyang Mingfeng was also caught off guard, the internal organs in his body burst, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Three hundred years ago, the first swordsman, death is your final destination. Xuantian muttered to himself, and then a vertical eye appeared on his forehead, shooting out a terrifying ray of light that hit Ouyang Mingfeng's chest.

"Boom!"

A tragic scene appeared. This powerhouse who has dominated the King City for three hundred years, there were many cracks in his body at this moment, and then it burst open, turning into a lot of blood mist.

Tianyan is so ruthless. In ancient times, the punishment of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, once it was hit, there would be a force of destruction spreading, and the destructive power was extremely strong.

"Alas...... I don't know how you died three hundred years ago, but in terms of strength, you deserve respect. Xuantian muttered to himself and saluted at the blood mist in the air.

Earlier, the Great White Bird had passed by, and the trialists here were transformed by the corpses they had picked up, surviving in a peculiar way. But in essence, these beings are dead.

Xuantian stayed in place for a moment, then left, moving deeper into the depths.

This time, he didn't dare to look with his eyes again. Otherwise, if several strong people notice it at once, it will be miserable at that time.

The fiery red land, vast and vast, filled with murderous aura, rendered the whole world into a battlefield.

Xuantian walked here, cautiously. After all, this is a strange land, full of crises.

There was silence all the way, and after about two hundred miles of land, the air began to change, and the smell of blood around him began to thicken, and it was mixed with a sharp murderous aura.

"A kilometer away, there was a pool of blood. Xuantian stared and gradually withdrew his gaze, but soon, he looked back again, frowned and said, "No, there are creatures inside." ”

"Poof!"

As soon as the words fell, the pool of blood fluctuated, and then a figure sprang up, splashing blood.

This is a monk, all in pitch black, exuding a monstrous demonic aura. In the billowing black mist, his face could be seen, and there was no flesh above his neck, but a pitch-black skull, and the heavenly spirit was covered with six incense scars. In his fat and broad hand, he holds a golden Zen staff, which exudes golden light.

The golden light is the light of the Buddha, it is unbelievable, this monk is a demon, but he holds a Buddhist holy soldier who represents kindness.

Of course, what is even more conspicuous is the monk's chest, where there are three large holes, each with three ancient swords, and the blood around the wound has dried up and is pitch black, as if it has been injured for thousands of years, and even the blood has changed color under the years.

"Good fellow, it turned out to be a Moto. "Xuantian looked at the strange stone, and there was an introduction on it.

This demon is famous for causing a catastrophe eight hundred years ago, slaughtering forty cities in a row, when blood flowed for five hundred miles of land, and the whole of Middle-earth was shrouded in shadows.

"The Demon of the World, the strength is the realm of the king, and it may already be the peak. Xuantian felt it carefully, realized how terrible this guy was, and his face became solemn.

"Your blood is what I dream of the most. Let me take a sip and pour it on my sleeping soul. Mo Tuo's eyes lit up, staring at Xuantian as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"If you want to suck my blood, go dream. Xuantian spat on the ground, then pulled out his magic sword and attacked directly at the Demon Tuo.

"Xiao'er, don't be ignorant, obediently dedicate your blood and spare you from death. Mordra spoke, and the skeletal face opened up, billowing black smoke coming out.

At the same time, he raised his golden Zen staff and shot out a large golden light to meet the magic sword.

"Sold out!"

The moment the Zen staff collided with the magic sword, a force rushed into the sky, half of which was golden, half black.

The sky here has been filled with demonic energy and Buddha light, and the scene is amazing.

Xuantian's hair was flying, and the magic sword in his hand was roaring, as if there was a powerful ghost helping him, rushing his momentum to a high point in one fell swoop.

And the scene on the opposite side is incredible. He was originally an evil person, and he also had demonic energy on his body, but the Zen staff released a large amount of golden light, rendering him into a holy Buddha.

The battle between the two, sometimes there are terrifying fluctuations, causing the earth to fly a layer of skin.