Saint Ancestor of All Demons

However, this place is still dozens of feet away from the old monk. The red flame burning in this area is extremely terrifying, and everyone can feel the extraordinary nature of this flame.

Xia Houwu glanced at the people around him and walked directly in, his body covered with a protective golden light.

However, as soon as it entered the flame, the crimson flame directly ignored Xiahou Wu's protective golden light and adsorbed on Xiahou Wu's body.

Xia Houwu's body felt a burning sensation, which was as painful as pouring water at 70 or 80 degrees Celsius on a mortal body.

Xiahou Wu is a body emperor, and can cause such painful temperatures. The temperature of this flame is probably countless times more terrifying than magma.

However, Xiahou Wu was used to enduring hardship during his physical training, so this little bit of pain was nothing to his endurance and willpower.

"This kid, is everything okay?"

The others were slightly surprised when they saw Xia Houwu walking into the sea of ​​fire as if nothing happened, and then they also stepped into the fire.

"Ah!!" However, as soon as someone stepped into the fire, they immediately let out a painful scream.

Not everyone is Xia Houwu, and not everyone has his willpower.

A strong man at the third level of the eternal realm, his body instantly turned red, his skin began to crack, and the pain of burning his body went straight into his heart.

Not just him, but eleven or two others were like this, screaming in pain.

However, although three of them hissed slightly in pain, they were not seriously injured. It was obvious that their physical bodies were also very strong.

Although it was painful, everyone gritted their teeth and moved forward. The resistance in the space was great, and they walked very slowly, and every step was extremely laborious.

With every step you take, the pain will increase.

After someone took more than ten steps, his body had begun to turn black, and his hair and eyebrows were all burned clean.

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore."

Some people screamed in pain and immediately retreated from the fire scene.

There are still some people who continue to move forward, but they all rely on perseverance to hold on.

Xia Houwu walked dozens of steps, frowning slightly. His body had turned red, and his skin had begun to crack, which was extremely painful.

And he was still dozens of steps away from the old monk.

Xiahou Wu gritted his teeth and walked forward, letting the fire burn him.

Around him, there were also three people holding on.

It is easy to retreat but difficult to move forward. Everyone understands that this is a test of opportunity.

Taking another ten steps forward, Xiahou Wu's skin began to turn black, and Huizhen Yuan began to frantically restore his body.

"A mere flame is trying to stop me, Xia Houwu, so let me go!"

Xia Houwu roared and exploded with all his strength. He suddenly charged for more than ten steps like a cheetah.

Boom... More powerful burning power enveloped him, and Xiahou Wu let out bursts of roars. His whole body felt painful from the inside out, as if every part was being fried by boiling oil.

His body actually had a tendency to melt.

At this moment, he was still ten steps away from the old monk, but the boundless pain had corroded his will.

"Ah...I can't stand it anymore!"

At this time, the other body emperor screamed, his body began to melt, his scalp and eyes were melted. He immediately retreated and exited the fire scene. If he continued to move forward, his body would be destroyed.

Xiahou Wu's will was completely shrouded in pain, which tortured people's hearts.

At this time, the picture in front of him gradually blurred, and then it became dark. In the darkness, a new picture emerged.

"Wu'er, if you want to be a soldier, a warrior with different qualities, you must overcome this hurdle!"

The blood-stained battlefield was full of corpses. The Xiahou Palace troops were cleaning the battlefield. The corpses of thousands of bandits were everywhere on the ground.

The internal organs, blood, broken limbs, and organs taken out of the body by weapons all tell the story of the cruelty of the scene and the cruelty of war.

Prince Xiahou, there was a ten-year-old child beside Xiahou Ba. The child looked at the corpses with a pale face, his stomach was churning, and he felt like vomiting.

For a child, this place was terrifying.

"Master Hou!"

Two soldiers escorted a seriously injured man over.

"Have you not always yearned for the battlefield and become a qualified soldier? War is a clash of blood and fire, and the battlefield is a meat grinding machine. If you want to become a soldier, you must be able to face the cruelty of the battlefield and overcome the fear in your heart. "

Xiahou Ba said indifferently, looking at the man who was being escorted to his knees in front of him.

"Master Hou, please spare my life!" The man kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"This man is called Green Teeth Ghost. He has done many evil things, trafficked people, and killed countless people."

Xiahou Ba watched the man begging for mercy and said to Xiahou Wu, and then he pulled out his sword and gave it to Xiahou Wu.

"You come and kill him!"

Xia Houwu turned pale and said, "Father, I, I have never killed anyone."

Xia Hou said overbearingly: "A warrior's purpose is not to kill, but to protect himself and his family and friends, and to uphold the right path with his ability."

He pointed at the green-toothed ghost: "As for this man, countless people died at his hands, and hundreds of women were raped and killed by him. Killing good people is evil, and killing evil people is good. If you want to become a qualified warrior, We must overcome this hurdle and do it! And don’t close your eyes!”

Xia Houwu gritted his teeth when he heard this, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. He raised the sword for a long time but failed to make a blow.

"Trash, I don't have a cowardly son like you, do it!" Xiahou Ba scolded.

"I'm not a waste!" Xiahou Wu roared, gritting his teeth and chopping down.

"Spare my life, no..."

With a pop, the sword sharpened iron like mud, and easily chopped off the evil bandit's head. The head fell to the ground, and blood spattered Xiahou Wu's face.

"Hush, huff..." Xia Houwu breathed violently, looking at the fallen head, the splattered blood, and the man's eyes staring at him with horror.

He was stunned on the spot.

After reacting, he vomited out all the food he had eaten today.

In his mind, he kept recalling the scene where this man's head fell.

Afterwards, countless images intertwined and emerged, and figures covered in blood, like ghosts, rushed toward him. Some of them had no heads, some only had half of their bodies, and some even had only one head flying towards him. It was extremely terrifying.

"Xia Houwu, you are so cruel, give me my life!"

"Xia Houwu, I will curse you to a bad death for the rest of your life!"

Countless people whom Xiahou Wu had killed came back to life, roaring ferociously and rushing towards Xiahouwu, trying to tear his body apart.

"Go away, don't come here, don't come here."

The young man Xia Houwu was so frightened that he roared in pain and huddled on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Your life, which has only lasted for more than twenty years, is full of blood and sin. You have killed more than ten thousand people with your hands. Cause and effect will bring retribution, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. My child, would you like to put down your butcher knife? Take refuge in my Buddha?"

At this time, a kind voice came, and a golden figure appeared, driving away all the evil ghosts in an instant.