The Yasha family.

As the'prince' of the Yasha clan, Hei Wukai has heard many legends about Yasha since he was a child, and the most heard sentence is,'The ancestors of Yasha came out of the sea of ​​blood on the dead mountain in the Asura Purgatory... '

What is this ‘Asura Purgatory’, what is it like, why did the ancestors in the legend walk out instead of killing them? This was a question that had always plagued Xiao Hei Wukai, but now, this question finally has an answer.

The sky above my head is blood-red, there are no clouds in the sky, but it is covered with bloodshot like meridians. Occasionally, I can see a huge eyeball that flashes outside the sky like a dark red sun. At a glance, the whole land is full of mountains and cracks, and the stars are moving.

Surrounded by a wasteland, blood-stained wasteland, was full of a foul smell that made Hei Wukai feel a little pungent.

Buzzing, sisissoso, sisissoso...

A fly with a green head and a mouse with red eyes are on this barren plain, gnawing on the unfinished corpse.

The stench of rotten and fishy smells fill this space, making people irritable; the howling sounds of ghosts and wolves are constantly blowing like a gloomy wind, impacting his soul, and making people more irritable; What's more terrifying is that there is an element similar to soul power in the air, which is probably the "aphrodisiac" of this Asura Purgatory, which makes the person who breathes it will produce an irresistible and violent fragmentation in the body. sense.

In the boundless darkness, in the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, in front of Hei Wukai was the Shura Road that seemed to never end.

Darkness, depression, despair, and irritability, all kinds of negative emotions are filled in every corner of this space, people can't help but want to vent, even those weak animals that are eating corpses on the ground, they also reveal their eyes. A fierce and manic meaning, as if ready to choose someone to eat.

But Hei Wukai was the only one that didn't affect him. He just walked forward calmly, endlessly walking towards the endless path of Shura.

Although Guiyasha is a talent of God’s choice, but it is too murderous, it is easy to fall into the devil's way, and eventually be destroyed, so the Yasha tribe paid special attention to this from the beginning. However, Heiwukai is also an alien. The killing control is better than the average person.

Will?

Perhaps there is, but it is more of character. For martial arts, he pursues, but compared to killing, he thinks that sisters are better. Invisible is the fusion of Yin and Yang, achieving a certain balance.

call out!

A tiny black shadow flew from the left, blood-red eyes, hideous expressions and sharp teeth, everything was clearly visible in the darkness.

Snapped!

The scabbard swung sideways and swept it out.

Hei Wukai did not produce a sword. In fact, he knew that a sword was a better choice, but he had already figured out this place. It was a bit interesting. He discovered the weakness of his body and expanded it to seduce, but it was also the best opportunity for tempering.

Demon?

Hei Wukai's smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head.

The surrounding depressive environment, the various creatures that are provoking and attacking him at any time, and even the mania in the air are all affecting him and seducing him, but they are also constantly tempering his soul, and every time he is suppressed One point of killing thought can make the soul more pure, but if it fails to resist it, then I am afraid that eternal life will be submerged in this illusion of Shura purgatory forever and become an unconscious killing machine until the oil is exhausted!

Hei Wukai closed his eyes, grinned slightly, and suppressed the killing intent that had flashed in his heart just now.

I am not as relaxed as I am. The evil thoughts in my heart are the most difficult thing for a person to control. Especially for a strong man with power, choosing to kill is far simpler for them than choosing not to kill. many.

Speaking of which... Hei Wukai couldn't help thinking: Has the ancestor who walked out of the **** sea of ​​the dead mountain in the Asura Purgatory in the legend of the Yasha tribe ever experienced this scene of his own? It seems...not as difficult as imagined.

He had just turned this thought.

boom!

There was a flash of red light in the sky, and the heavy dark clouds suddenly dispersed. The giant eye that Hei Wukai had seen opened again. The eyes that looked at the world and looked at everything like grass and mustards slowly swept across it like a radar. Slice area.

The red light reflected, a force that was a hundred and ten thousand times stronger than the ‘Aphrodisiac’ floating in the air of the Asura Purgatory before, suddenly spread across the entire land.

咚咚!咚咚!

Hei Wukai only felt his heart throbbing suddenly, followed by uncontrollable acceleration, his blood boiled in his veins, producing an unbearable hotness, and there seemed to be something in his mind that urged people. Exciting substances were secreting quickly, making his scalp numb.

Patience is too painful, suppressing your own nature, just like making you stop breathing forcibly.

Hei Wukai's footsteps have stopped, his brows frowned, and he tried his best to endure the manic thoughts in his heart, his left hand holding the Yasha Spike Sword trembled slightly, and even the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

The huge red light sight in the sky didn't care about a small black Wukai, and at the same time it swept around like a radar, the sky was already full of blood.

And on the ground... the corpses all around, the small animals gnawing on the corpses, or the stalkers and hunters hiding in the dark, all held their breath at this time.

A pair of bright red eyes suddenly opened, as if blooming everywhere, instantly covering the whole land.

Wow...

The corpses on the ground trembled and started to limping up.

Huhuhu...

The ghosts who were wandering aimlessly around, their eyes have also turned red, their wandering speed has increased, and they fluttered like locusts in the air.

Ho Ho Ho!

And the more powerful is in the depths of the surrounding darkness, there are horrible soul powers bursting, monsters roaring, and powerful ones laughing and cheering.

kill!

Kill kill kill!

The depressed dark world instantly transformed into the terrifying Shura Field. Around Hei Wukai, countless corpses, ghosts and monsters rushed towards him.

This is no longer just a corpse rat that can be repelled by a scabbard at will. Those resurrected corpses have at least a tiger level, and some of them can even reach the top of the tiger.

These are completely within Hei Wukai's ability, as long as he is willing to draw a sword, as long as he draws a sword, he can live!

This is a strong habitual suggestion.

Hei Wukai's nose became thick and heavy, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, but he did not draw the sword. He kept leaping left and right, avoiding those fatal attacks, but the attacks were too dense, how could it be completely Avoid.

He began to get hurt, his spirit power began to weaken, and his will began to decline.

The surging blood, the threats around him, everything was eating away at his patience, and the right hand on the hilt of the sword began to tremble faintly.

Draw the sword! Draw the sword!

It seemed that the whole world was shouting, but although his hands were shaking, Hei Wukai still didn't move, and the bead of sweat slid down Hei Wukai's forehead. He was trying his best to restrain him, but he came even more fiercely.

The **** red light in the air seemed to have scanned the entire land at this time. It returned to the center of the sky. The originally half-squinted eyes suddenly rounded, and a powerful and substantial breath of terror came from the air, as if A hurricane swept across the entire land in an instant.

Hei Wukai was also swept by the terrifying **** aura. He was surprised to feel that this red light was actually an extremely powerful and usable power, which was'generous' by the huge eye in the sky and unsparing. Share with the whole world!

The frenzied power swept Hei Wukai's soul sea in an instant, and he felt that the soul sea began to boil under the shining of the red light, and even reached the edge enough to make him break the limit in an instant!

Terrifying frenzied power, terrifying gift, terrifying king of Yasha!

All the corpses, ghosts, monsters, and strong men in the entire world fell into an extreme carnival at this moment.

Kill kill kill!

The world is dominated by magic swords!

However, at this time, under extreme excitement, Hei Wukai laughed, not a domineering laugh, but a mockery, disdain.

Hei Wukai put down the Yasha Spike Sword, sat on the ground, and closed his eyes.

The Yasha tribe can die in battle, but there will never be a Yasha to be fooled and manipulated!

Neither physical pain nor mental pain can make Hei Wukai move a bit.

At this moment, a pure black flame soared from the Yasha Spike Sword, shining the entire long sword into pitch black, and the flames flowed, and the blade formed by the black flame buzzed and shook, and the flames flowed in The tip of the sword point extends half a meter away!

噌~~~

The Yasha Spike Sword that was inserted on the ground spontaneously spun out, followed by a black flame soaring into the sky, and almost at the same time, Hei Wukai opened his eyes. As expected, everything is an illusion, and the soul is the source.

A brilliant light flashed from Hei Wukai's eyes, and his mental state was complete, and his soul power also rose to a higher level, becoming more rounded and thick, like a finger.

Everything is so natural and natural.

Hei Wukai smiled. His style is freedom, which is not suitable for being swayed by any emotions. Only in this way can he truly control the ghost Yasha!

At this time, his eyes were clear and clear, there was no more confusion and vacillation, and no uncontrolled bloodthirsty murderous aura. All that was left was the determination to rush to the end of this Asura Purgatory by doing everything.

Kill~

……………………

Long Feixue's world is much more monotonous than Hei Wukai.

He was in a void. There was no light, no objects, no sound or even space. There was nothing. There was only one person and one sword in this void.

This is a kind of loneliness that can make people mad, because there is no reference for you to observe, you don’t even know how long has passed. Long Feixue feels like it’s already a long time. Not in days, but in a year? Two years? It even felt that it had been several decades, and I am afraid that I would have gone crazy long ago, but Ke Long Feixue waited quietly, neither in a hurry nor impatient.

Like Hei Wukai, both are strong swords, and both have reached the state of combining humans and swords, but the essence is completely different, and it can even be said to be two completely different extremes.

Hei Wukai walks in humanity and heart, enters the mortal world, enters the world, and refines his sword with the world.

But what Kelong Feixue walks is the way of the heart and the sword. It is born out of the world. It is six dusty, the heart and the sword are like one. The heart is the sword and the sword is the heart! There is no need to use mortal dust to refine, because in his world, apart from him and the sword, there is no other thing.

The sword is his belief and everything he has, and it complements his life.

So he can endure loneliness. Even for decades of terrifying emptiness, it’s just a moment’s flick to him, without a boring feeling, because he has a sword. For Long Feixue, this is already possessed. The whole world.

Long Feixue sat cross-legged quietly, motionless.

I don't know how long he has been sitting, the long sword lying between his knees suddenly trembled slightly, followed closely, rustling rustling...

The Heavenly Sword actually began to bend gradually, as if it had become a white snake, swimming gently over his waist, slowly winding up.

Long Feixue didn't move, he didn't even open his eyes.

Hiss...

The white snake spit out the red snake core, licked Long Feixue’s neck, and his greasy body continued to create an itchy and crisp friction on his skin. In the next second, he became a naked and beautiful beauty. , Wrapped around the same naked Long Feixue, exhausted friction.

Long Feixue remained motionless.

The next moment, a fiery pain came from his neck, and the white snake bit it up, and began to bite on his body, tearing off the **** flesh, Kelong Feixue still did not move, even without blinking his eyelids.

He didn't feel the pain, but felt that the spirit platform was extremely clear at this moment.

All this is just an illusion, even if it has lasted for several decades, it lasted long enough for a person to spend a lifetime, and it cannot confuse his perception.

Xinjian Wuhen, nothing can shake his trust in the sword.

Pain can't, phantom can't, and time can't!

White light shone faintly on him, Long Feixue's complexion was calm and motionless!

Under the statue, Cangjue, Mapel and Lao Wang waited for a long time.

Marpel no longer rests in the arms of the old king. The soul-raising effect of the Sky Soul Orb has already repaired her injured soul. The soul is a container of soul power. The tempered soul can recover from exhaustion. Marpel felt that the soul power was continuously pouring out, and she could even feel the terrible potential of that soul, making her feel that as long as she practiced a little bit, her Tiger Peak limit could be raised to a higher level at any time.

She has asked Wang Feng just now. The time for her to temper her soul is about 20 minutes, but Hei Wukai and Long Feixue in front of me, on the basis of those 20 minutes, it has been another half an hour. Up.

The facial expressions of the two of them also began to undergo various changes, from being calm at the beginning, to frowning, and then to the cold sweat on their foreheads, and at this time, the two of them even began to breathe. He got up quickly, and his body was trembling slightly.

To tell the truth, Lao Wang had a little hesitation. On the one hand, he could clearly feel that no matter Long Feixue or Hei Wukai, their souls have reached the limit of endurance, and they can't stand it at any time; but another On the one hand, from the perspective of time, both of them seem to have reached the end of their own demons. If they were to pull them out at this time, it would be really hard to say whether they helped or harmed them.

In the end, Lao Wang gave up. What any strong man hates most is the interference of others.

Life and death have fate and wealth in heaven.

A tyrannical spirit power burst out suddenly from the two still, both of them broke free from the illusion at the same time, and then fell to the ground on one knee at the same time.

Whirring whirring!

Both of them were gasping for breath. In the illusion just now, Hei Wukai had fought blood for ten days and ten nights, and he almost exhausted his last bit of energy to kill the last enemy of Asura Purgatory; and Long Feixue His whole body muscles were convulsing. In the illusion, he was eaten clean by the long snake incarnation of the sword that day. Only the white bones remained. The pain was no less than a thousand swords and Ling Chi's execution. Come here.

The tempered state of mind that has become more and more complete, it took only a second or two to walk out of the remaining consciousness of the illusion and return to normal. Both of them discovered each other who was breathing for the first time, and looked at each other. At a glance, I wanted to laugh, but soon, this smile was overshadowed by something that surprised Long Feixue.

I saw Wang Feng, Cang Jue, and Mapel standing aside in time, looking at them with a smile.

Old Hei grinned, but Long Feixue was really surprised.

Even if he has been through such a hard soul tempering, these three people can get through it easily?

Do not……

Long Feixue looked at Wang Feng. This person could have expected this layer to be soul tempering on the second floor, and now he can stand here so calmly and ordinary. It seems that everyone has looked down upon him before, the temple. Ranked last among the disciples, and...

The soul that had just experienced the perfect tempering was at the sharpest time. Long Feixue had an illusion in his trance, and Wang Feng really became a little unfathomable.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind to take advantage of others." Old Wang seemed to see Long Feixue's doubts.

Long Feixue was noncommittal. His face was still arrogant and calm. Is he a person with fear, but he still felt the inexplicable kindness of the other party. It was not a disguise, because it was unnecessary.

"How do we get the next level?" Rao Hei Wukai's temperament has also felt its end~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if I have some strength, what will the next level face?

Just as when on the second floor, directly below the statue, a slab suddenly began to sink slowly, revealing a dark hole.

And around this space, the mountain walls and the earth began to collapse and dissipate again.

This time, the opening of the next floor came too fast. Hei Wukai and Long Feixue hadn't even calmed down the panting breath. They just barely stood up straight, before they had time to speak, but suddenly, a black figure appeared. Plunder, appeared in front of everyone.

Who?

This person is obviously not a monster in an illusion, but a living person, wearing an unremarkable war college costume, looks ordinary, and belongs to the kind of person who can’t be recognized by throwing it into someone’s pile. Types of.

There are obviously only five of them who enter the third floor.

　　

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