After about a stick of incense in this valley, the change was abrupt, and a strong bloody aura suddenly emanated in front of him, which was disgusting.

Gu Yifeng covered his mouth and nose for the first time, his right hand sketched in the void, and instantly drew a miasma talisman, and a light blue light shield protected it, blocking the erosion of the smell of blood, which was a little better.

Walking along the source of the bloody breath, only one step, it is very different from the lush valley in front of it, here, it is a purgatory!

The ground is full of dry and weathered bones, there are human heads, there are also demon heads, all kinds of bones are placed together, and finally a road is piled up.

In front of these dry bones, a blood-colored throne slowly stood at the end, with only a black robe hanging on it, and on top of the throne, there was also a crown.

What was really frightening was this throne, and there was a constant stream of blood oozing from below, and this blood was dark red and quite mixed, as if it was a disgusting mixture of various bloods.

On the mountain walls on both sides, countless dead branches stretched out, and there were dry birds pierced by dead holes on the branches, and the appearance was so tragic that people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

In Gu Yifeng's eyes, the wisp of blood-colored energy was like the thickness of an arm at this moment, and it was constantly emanating from the throne.

"Come on! Come! Come! ”

As his gaze fell on the throne, the breath of a call suddenly penetrated into his heart, making people yearn for it.

However, this feeling only lasted for a breath before slowly dissipating, and I saw the tiger palm mark on the palm of Gu Yifeng's left hand emerge at this moment, followed by a murderous aura gushing out, condensing into a human form, which was the humanoid appearance of the White Tiger Holy Beast.

Almost at the same time, on the blood-colored throne, the blood-colored energy slowly condensed, and it also turned into a human form, with long hair scattered and dressed in robes, but there was a crazy look in his eyes.

"You can't touch him."

The white tiger spoke slowly, and the killing intent in his eyes could barely be suppressed.

"If you don't want him to follow in my footsteps, let him come. Someone should always spread the truth. ”

The blood-colored figure spoke flatly, and said to the white tiger, but the madness in his eyes became stronger.

"You! Okay, if something happens to him, not only Ben Sheng, but also the three of Qinglong will also take action. This saint wants to see if the situation will be different if we start a divine war. ”

The white tiger snorted coldly, and then dissipated.

Seeing this, the blood-colored figure instantly rushed to Gu Yifeng, and pointed out, but he didn't have time to dodge, and the scene around him changed.

The surroundings turned into a sea of clouds with a fairy spirit, and the figures of the two sides stood at both ends of the sea of clouds, facing each other for about three breaths, and then rushed up, and the terrifying power exploded, instantly dispersing the sea of clouds.

This is the combat power of the fairy world.

Gu Yifeng saw one of them at a glance, and the blood-colored figure was among them, wearing a blood-red robe, and the blood-red power came out tyrannically when he raised his hand.

Compared with several other battlefields, the battle of this blood-colored figure is undoubtedly too violent, every move has a bloody explosion, and the violent power spreads, and the opponent cannot resist it at all.

This is the power of the god Shura!

The blood-colored figure is the innate race in the fairy world, a race with only one person-Asura.

In just one hour, the ancient god of Shura killed the immortal god in front of him, crushed his neck with one claw, and his head fell to the ground.

With the entrance of the divine blood, Asura went completely crazy, the scarlet intent in his eyes spread, he went completely crazy, and directly started the melee.

This is the Divine War, and everyone in the battle fell into a state of rage and began a frenzied, fierce battle, and everyone, including the ancient gods of Shura, did not notice a single change.

It was when their divine war occurred, every time a god fell, a wisp of their power would be quietly drained and poured into the sky.

But Gu Yifeng, who was watching from the perspective of God, noticed that it seemed that someone was deliberately guiding, and in his eyes, these energies turned into incomparably conspicuous colorful colors, and he watched these energies pour into the sky.

This divine battle lasted for three full days, and after three days, the Asura side was victorious, but only the cultivation of the ancient gods survived, and the heads of all the gods were under their feet.

Perhaps it was because of the wailing of these gods, blood rain began to fall in the sky, and the wind and rain were shaking, and the entire fairy world was also in a restless mood.

And the immortal world was also extremely afraid of Asura, and everyone began to reject this ancient god.

Under the persecution of many forces in the fairy world, Asura left the fairy world and entered the endless starry sky, I don't know what happened, and finally Asura also fell, not even leaving his physical body.

The participating gods and souls could only teleport the inheritance throne to the Qunguang Continent, enter the secret realm of the White Tiger Cave by chance, and finally fall into the Valley of the Divine Decision.

Later, good news came from the fairy world, and several innate gods were born in the fairy world, in addition, there were several true immortals who broke through and obtained the position of the acquired gods, and their strength skyrocketed, and the self-proclaimed immortal king sat on one side.

The fairy world fell into peace again.

After reading this, the secret realm dissipated, and Gu Yifeng found that the darkness around him had not faded, and even a blood light flickered, and the figure of the ancient god Shura appeared in front of him again.

"Do you want to know the truth about the fairy world? It's ridiculous, I didn't see through the tricks of the fairy world until I was dying. ”

Asura laughed at himself and said to Gu Yifeng.

"Is it the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm that deliberately set up a situation to trigger a divine war?"

Gu Yifeng already had a guess in his heart, and asked slowly at this moment.

"Hmm...... I don't have time to talk about more. Go and see for yourself, all I can do is set aside this divine position, and if you see a suitable one, pass it on, or inherit it yourself. ”

"Henceforth, you will be my apostle, an oracle, proclaiming my divine will. If the way of heaven is not followed, it will be destroyed! ”

Asura whispered twice, and as soon as he pointed at the center of Gu Yifeng's eyebrows, a blood-colored power poured into his sea of consciousness, and a mark that belonged to the Asura clan slowly condensed.

Then Asura's figure slowly dissipated, and when Gu Yifeng opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the valley, the throne and crown in front of him were still there, but the black robe had dissipated.

As soon as his mind moved, the throne and crown instantly turned into a stream of light and poured into the sea of knowledge.

Under Asura's guidance, Gu Yifeng has already understood that this throne and crown are the inheritance of the ancient gods of Asura, and he is the oracle chosen by Asura.

In addition to enjoying the privileges and blessings given by Asura, it is also necessary to protect the inheritor of the next ancient god of Asura.

Of course, the premise is that Gu Yifeng is unwilling to inherit Asura's ancient god throne.

After all, in Asura's opinion, the position of his ancient god is a great attraction, let alone in the Qunguang Continent, even in the immortal realm, no one can refuse this temptation.