Chapter 577

The energy of destruction is raging in the channel. The energy of destruction is too terrible. It's more terrible than the sky fire disaster experienced before the ancient wind. After all, although the fire robbery also had the power of destruction that day, it was produced according to the strength of Wu Xiu.

However, the destructive power burst out from these inscriptions, even the martial cultivation at the peak of soul forging realm should tremble.

All the destructive power just disappeared after ten breath skill. The man who sneaked into the ancient wind had long been destroyed by the power of destruction. Only one token was suspended in the air with a faint light. In the channel, there is a big tripod, emitting a vigorous atmosphere. The huge medicine tripod is the qingluan refining tripod.

The qingluan refining tripod is a treasure. Even the qingluan fire essence can't melt it. Although these destructive forces are strong, they can't compare with the qingluan fire essence. The ancient wind also hid in the medicine tripod for the first time, which avoided the destructive forces raging in the channel.

Come out of the tripod and put away the medicine tripod. The ancient wind looked at the token suspended in the channel. The token depicts the shape of a medicine tripod. The flame under the medicine tripod burns. A pill on the medicine tripod radiates golden light.

The ancient wind looked at the back again. There were only two words behind it: "danzong."

"Dan sect?!" this Dan sect should be the sect for refining pills. The ancient wind said after pondering for a moment. I can't help but have a deeper understanding of the strength of the Tiangang alliance. The Tiangang alliance has collected all kinds of sects. There is no doubt that the 36 forces have their own strengths and learn from each other. No wonder the Tiangang alliance can exist as a overlord before the continent is broken.

Put the token away and the ancient wind continued to move forward. Half an hour later, he finally walked out of the channel. What appeared in front of him was a huge bronze gate. The bronze gate is carved with dragons and phoenixes. Around it, there are many demons and beasts, each of which exudes an extremely fierce atmosphere.

"The place of trial, the secret of inheritance." a seemingly meaningless voice came from the void, followed by the bronze gate, dragons and phoenixes flying, flashing light, and several large characters reflected on the void with an extremely fierce atmosphere.

"In the land of trial, there is no life after nine deaths, and the strong will fly into the sky. The weak will die and become white bones." those typewriters looked at those words with a thrilling breath. In front of the ancient wind, there seemed to be a sea of corpses, mountains and blood, and countless skeletons piled up into a desolate land.

These terrible scenes constantly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of death. When the dead breath rose, a clear stream came from the Dantian of the ancient wind, which made his divine consciousness wake up in an instant.

"Terrible." Gu Feng took a deep breath. At that moment, he said unconsciously. If it weren't for the trembling of life and death in his Dantian, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable.

The ancient wind's eyes swept around, and the exit of the passage was here, and there was only such a bronze gate. I'm afraid the inheritance is behind the bronze gate, but he doesn't think the fierce characters in the sky really intimidate him.

"Now that we are here, we have to fight for a product. But God can't take it away. Can you be a place for trial?" Gu Feng bowed his head and pondered for a moment. Immediately, he raised his head and flashed a cold and fierce light in his eyes. A magnificent momentum also rose from him and shook on the square.

When he came under the bronze gate, he burst into a drink, his muscles agitated, and terrible power spread from his body. It was pure physical strength, and the space between shareholders was shaking.

"Boom"

The huge bronze gate was slowly opened. Feel the terrible and fierce breath emitted from it, and the ancient wind's face was slightly coagulated, and he quickly went in.

"Kill"

At the moment when the ancient wind entered the bronze gate, a cold voice with infinite killing intention sounded in his ears, and a bloody figure looked at him ferociously.

The long knife was cold and fierce, and its awn was huff and puff. The extremely strong knife was intended to bloom in the air. The piercing cold awn scratched a thin crack on his skin.

Gu Feng's face changed greatly. Unexpectedly, he just entered the bronze gate and was attacked. But his reaction speed was also very fast. He flashed and shot quickly.

"Poof"

The power of the ancient wind was so powerful that the man couldn't resist his attack. He was blown up and flew out. The blood was mixed with debris from the abdomen.

"Kill kill"

After killing one person, before the ancient wind observed everything around him, he said that the roar came and that the cold killing intention shrouded him with extremely strong bloody gas. The rich bloody gas is extremely viscous, and even a trace of strange energy is flowing. Under that energy, the space makes a nourishing sound, which is the power of corrosion, which is extremely terrible.

As soon as Gu Feng's face changed, the corrosive force was very terrible. Although his body was strong, Gu Feng was not sure whether he could bear these corrosive forces.

"Boom"

The terrible psychic power bloomed and formed a psychic armor around his body. However, where it came into contact with the viscous bloody gas, the spiritual power was not corroded a little.

This situation makes Gu Feng's face change greatly, and he must not stand in a stalemate with these people.

"Sonorous"

When the long sword was shot, the purple thunder bloomed. He waved it off, and the viscous blood mist in front of him was directly split. At the same time, a human figure was cut in half by the sword cut by the ancient wind, leaving a pool of blood in place.

The voice of the ancient wind flickered continuously, and the purple lightning divine sword also stabbed continuously. Poof poof, blood blooms in the air, and blood colored figures fall to the ground. Looking closely, there are seven or eight people. These people are very powerful and have reached the level of soul forging. It's just a pity that they meet the pervert of ancient customs and can only die like this.

With the death of these guys, the blood fog around him gradually disappeared. At this time, the ancient style can really look at this strange place.

Looking at the scene in front of me, the shock in the heart of the ancient wind is simply unbearable. This is the battlefield of Shura. Countless figures collide and fight in the air. The powerful people who reached the soul forging realm constantly fell from the air and became corpses, and the whole earth was dyed red with blood. Even the clouds in the sky are as red as blood.