Chapter 639

A sea of corpses and blood, white bones paving the road. Even if they came all the way, they were a little cold. The white bone road is really terrible. More than 5000 martial arts practitioners died just to enter the holy king mountain. All of them are strong people in the soul forging realm. If you put them outside, they can be respected and looked up to. However, it is only ten years of Kung Fu. All of them have turned into white bones, and blood spilled all over the road of white bones.

The martial arts journey is extremely difficult. If you want to be the strongest, you must be full of bones behind you.

However, after a slight sigh, everyone went along Shengwang mountain.

"I'm going to decide the fate of Shengwang mountain."

"What are you? This fortune is mine."

A roar of excitement rang through, and everyone rushed towards Shengwang mountain with hot eyes. From time to time, there were amazing wars along the way.

"Ancient wind, let's start too." shuiqianrou looked at the figure that swept towards Shengwang mountain like locusts, and his pretty face showed a touch of excitement.

"Go."

After a while, the ancient wind took the people in the direction of Shengwang mountain, and behind it were the little princes of the eight royal houses of the Shuiyue Dynasty and the descendants of the sixteen clans.

"Ancient wind, let you live a little longer. When you enter Shengwang mountain, I will let you taste the taste of fear." among the crowd, a bloody figure wrapped in a blood robe, with only his eyes exposed, but with a bloodthirsty light. He stared at the figure of the ancient wind and said in a voice of some Yin pity.

Then he looked at Wu Yingying, who closely followed the ancient wind. A look of tyranny flashed through his scarlet eyes: "Wu Yingying, you cheap woman, drive me away. I will make you regret doing so. Wait, I will make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy."

The bloody figure did not pay too much attention to the ancient customs, but looked at the blood covered with the whole white bone Road, with a touch of evil color on the corners of his mouth.

"Such a rich blood essence should enable me to break through the triple peak of soul forging." the voice of Xu senhan fell, and he seemed to turn into blood and integrate into the blood of the white bone road. In the sea of blood, every drop of blood essence containing great power gathered towards him.

The advancing ancient wind frowned and looked at the blood stained white bone road with a look of doubt in his eyes. He was acutely aware that an extremely huge spiritual force was gathering.

"Ancient wind, what's the matter?" Shui qianrou asked, looking at the frown of ancient wind.

"It's all right, let's continue on our way." he shook his head, expanded his body again and went towards Shengwang mountain.

People moved on all the way, and some people shot at them along the way. However, after the ancient wind killed two triple martial arts practitioners in the soul forging realm, those martial arts practitioners turned pale one by one and avoided them from afar.

After a quarter of an hour on their way, they finally came to the end of the white bone road. When they stepped into the bloody door, the startling color in front of them changed, and they appeared on a desolate earth. Further away, there is a big mountain, which is sent into the clouds. Although it emits golden light, it seems that there is a magic spirit swinging in it.

The sense of killing is clear, and the ancient and powerful breath is everywhere. The whole space is filled with a thrilling sense of war, which makes the ancient wind and others boil with blood.

"Here is..."

Looking at the desolate and broken earth in front of them, the ancient wind's face was slightly frozen, which was completely different from the golden holy mountain they saw outside.

"This is the battlefield of gods and demons. It is said that when the continent in this purgatory tower was not broken, there were gods and Demons fighting here. That battle, the sun and moon changed color, the earth collapsed and the stars fell, which directly led to the destruction of the whole continent. This is their battlefield, and their flesh and blood finally integrated into this land." Shui qianrou said solemnly with a pretty face.

The ancient wind pondered and said, "I'm afraid the so-called devil is an evil devil."

All of them were silent. Along the way, they met an unknown evil devil. Although they finally solved them, they all reduced their strength because of the passage of time. Otherwise, I'm afraid they could kill them in one breath.

While they were talking, the space suddenly cracked, and the space blades stained with magic spirit flew out, tearing the space with sharp power.

They saw with their own eyes that more than a dozen martial arts practitioners in the soul forging realm were directly cut in half without even a chance to reflect.

"Be careful."

Those space blades seemed to have no sign of melting, and continued to cut them towards the ancient wind. The ancient wind roared, and a sense of supremacy rose on his body. The momentum of dominating the world made the people of the eight kings' residence and the sixteen sects all freeze.

"Broken."

With a low roar, the fist intention of overlord fist blooms and directly destroys those space blades.

"Where are we going next?" the ancient wind looked at Shui qianrou and said, crushing the space blade. He doesn't know much about purgatory tower, let alone the space of Shengwang mountain.

"It's still a long way from the holy Pavilion of Shengwang mountain. We'll hunt for treasure and search all the way. As long as we enter the holy Pavilion, we can choose to leave the purgatory tower. Of course, we can continue to climb Shengwang mountain and compete for the throne." shuiqianrou said with a smile.

"The throne of the crown, the baptism of the holy king?" Gu Feng smiled and said, "what are you waiting for? Let's hurry."

Although the area here is wide, there were too many martial arts in HuangXuan region at that time, so they didn't separate. Here is the more dangerous, treasure hunting and looting, and for the last baptism of the holy king, everyone will not stay.

The crowd advanced, walked for about a quarter of an hour, and came to a mountain outside. There was a riot in the mountains, followed by more than a dozen people rushed out of it and fled around in panic.

"What happened to make them so afraid?" Feng Qingyang said with some doubts.

But then they saw it. A violent spiritual power came from the mountains, followed by the shaking of the mountains and the earth, with the potential of thousands of animals. The smoke and dust in front of them filled out, and they looked at the ancient wind, and their faces couldn't help changing. In the mountains, hundreds of monsters really hit. Those monsters have the triple cultivation of soul forging realm. The top twenty have the triple peak strength of soul forging realm.

"Go."

As soon as Gu Feng's face changed, he called and ran away in the distance. In the face of such level monsters and such a large number, even if their team is strong enough to deal with these monsters, they will suffer heavy losses in the end.