Chapter 578 (1/2)
The cry of killing shook the sky, and a strong sense of killing filled the air. Here is the land of blood and fire. There are fights and killings everywhere. A real picture of blood refining hell. Endless spiritual power is rioting, human figures are fighting, they shout, they roar, a war without reason.
”What the hell is this place?” Gu Feng looked at the bloody hell, his face full of shock and panic. Countless figures are fighting on the earth of reckless blood and fire, and these people all have the cultivation of forging souls. They are just like possessed. They fight bravely and fearlessly. Even if they are scarred and bleeding, they never stop. After killing the martial arts cultivation in front of him, he looked for the enemy again and knew that he was unable to fight again and was killed.
This is a very terrible scene. It's hard for the ancient wind to imagine how terrible power can make people crazy to such an extent.
”In the place of trial, the strong live and the weak die.” the grand voice sounded in this space, the blood cloud rolled in the sky, and a dignified but blurred figure appeared in the sky. He looked down at the vast land and said.
”Kill.”
As his voice sounded, all martial arts practitioners in the whole world were roaring. The voice shook the world and was strong enough to tear the blue sky.
Gu Feng looked at the figure in the sky and his face could not help but coagulate. Must he fight to the last to pass this test? But is that possible? There are countless strong people here, I'm afraid it's no less than hundreds of thousands. Even if it's just ordinary people, hundreds of thousands of them will also make the strong people in the soul forging realm tired to death. What's more, these are the strong people in the soul forging realm, and the weakest ones also have a great cultivation achievement in the soul forging realm.
”If you can't pass, you will become one of them.” in the sky, the virtual shadow seems to know the idea in the heart of the ancient wind and said slowly.
As soon as the face of the ancient style changes, are these hundreds of thousands of people all the testers who have entered here in the past, but they are left here forever because they can't pass. Or maybe this is just the remnant of their souls left in this place of trial. Whenever a trial comes, they will fight again.
”How can I pass this test?” the ancient wind raised his head, with black and white light shining in his eyes, looking at the vague figure in the sky.
”Live, live to the end.” the virtual shadow opened, and the figure gradually faded. A gust of breeze blew, and it completely disappeared.
As the figure disappeared, more fierce fighting broke out again. Several figures bathed in this blood rushed towards the ancient wind, very fast. They hold various weapons in their hands, emitting a strong evil spirit.
Although those weapons are broken, they have strong fluctuations. Obviously, these weapons are rare when they are in good condition.
”Kill”
Several people roared, and the bloody energy rushed out, turned into the shadow of swords and chopped towards the ancient wind.
The other few people, with their fists and palms, trembled in the void, and were equally strong and unparalleled. These people are arrogant figures. Even if they become part of this bloody purgatory, they are still powerful.
”Kill.”