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."

The low roar came, and the ancient wind swept out with a fierce breath, which was majestic and terrible, with panic and awe.

The ancient wind stabbed down the sword with a bright light. In the light of the sword, the thunder flickered and collided with those swords and fists with the power of thunder.

"Boom."

The terrible energy erupted, and under the ancient wind's sword, all the attacks that came towards him disappeared. Her face was calm, the purple lightning sword in her hand was waved, and those figures were killed in an instant. With the current cultivation of ancient wind, it is difficult to meet enemies in the same level. Although these people were strong before their lives, they have died after all. Like crazy demons, they only know how to kill. How can they be the opponents of ancient wind.

However, before the ancient wind gasped, several figures attacked him. These people also have no defense and try their best to attack.

"Eight wasteland palms."

With one palm, the barren air filled the air, and the rich barren air even blew away the blood red evil spirit that filled the whole bloody earth. And those martial arts practitioners, under the palm of eight wasteland, quickly dried up, turned into corpses and lay on the ground.

The battle continues. Every time the ancient wind kills the enemy, someone will attack him. This kind of fighting never seems to stop, and those people are still brave and fearless.

The war continues, and I don't know how long it has been fought, one day, ten days or more. The number of people has been reduced by more than half. But there are still tens of thousands of people on this land. During this period, the ancient wind killed at least nearly a thousand people. Nearly a thousand martial arts cultivation in soul forging realm, which is a terrible number. Killing so many strong people, the consumption of ancient customs is also extremely serious. Even if there is the anti heaven skill of life and death, it can't keep up with the consumption of spiritual power.

In such a battle, his whole body was bathed in blood, and there were many scars on his body. Like those martial arts practitioners, he was full of strong blood.

However, the ancient wind's eyes are still clear, cold and fierce, and his face is very calm. Although the strong blood evil spirit around him kept drilling into his body, trying to erode him and turn him into a beast who only knows how to kill. However, under the heaven seizing power of life and death, all the blood evil Qi was refined and turned into spiritual power to integrate into his body.

He killed two martial arts practitioners who attacked him again. Gu Feng was also weak and knelt on one knee. Her face was pale and consumed her eyes. Each of these successive wars was a struggle of life and death, and he could not relax at all.

"Die."

At this time, two figures appeared in the sky of the ancient wind. They did not have strong spiritual power fluctuations, but there was terrible power under their hardcover arms. The strength of terror gathered on their fists, making the space in front of them tremble constantly.

"Body refiner." Gu Feng's face changed. On the land of blood refining, body refiners are more difficult to deal with than ordinary martial arts. They have no spiritual power and fight on the flesh. Perhaps it is because they have become part of this place of trial. Their strength is endless and they never know how tired they are.

"Are you really going to die here?" the ancient wind is very weak now, and there is no strength to compete with it. I could only watch their fists with heavy pressure hit him.

"I'm going to die after all." Gu Feng closed his eyes and smiled with relief. He fought all the way. Unexpectedly, he was going to die in this place in the end. Although the heart is unwilling, but perhaps this is his final destination.

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