The surroundings were shrouded in black smoke and mist.
Ordinary people's naked eyes can only see a few feet away. On the red land, in the black mist, there seem to be countless ghosts and resentful ghosts roaring.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in this countless miles of space.
In the center of the sky, there is a circular square platform. On the square platform, a naked upper body, muscular man, looking at the fog, all three heads wrinkled slightly.
Next to this strong man, Jian Wuqi, dressed in white clothes, looked at the space, sniffed suddenly with a flat nose and said: "Senior, if I guessed correctly, this is ghost energy, right?"
"Yes, it is indeed ghostly."
This strong man thought he was the Great Asura King. The big head on the left side of the Great Asura King looked at Jian Wuqi and said softly: "If you are using real energy and spiritual power, then we are using this ghost energy, so
, if you want to stay in our Shura clan, you must be familiar with this ghost energy."
"The thirty-six purgatory of Shura are all filled with this ghost energy?" In Jian Wuqi's eyes, Jian Yuan looked at this space.
"That's definitely not the case. The first eighteen floors are full of ghost energy, resentment, murderous energy, sea of blood, mountains of corpses, souls, and spiritual thoughts. The back is naturally a non-stop battle. Boy, it's still too late to regret it now."
Jian Wuqi did not speak, but asked curiously: "Does Sang Zhu also have this kind of ghost energy? Why can't I feel it?"
The Great Shura King chuckled and said: "This is a kind of power. It is not about cultivating oneself into an evil ghost. The clones of Emperor Ziwei, Emperor Fengdu and the Four Saints of the North Pole in the Sanqing world are all guarding hell, and there is no ghost.
It’s lingering.”
Jian Wuqi nodded thoughtfully, but the Great Shura King You paused and continued: "Ksitigarbha has been in hell for so many years and has not turned into a ghost, so the only thing you have to worry about is that this ghost energy enters the body.
How to deal with it. If this continues, there are still great opportunities for the thirty-sixth path of Shura. It depends on whether you are lucky or not."
"As I said, it's too late to regret."
Jian Wuqi didn't answer any more. The white gown on his body fluttered slightly and he suddenly walked towards the black mist.
The Great Shura King did not say a word, and the three heads looked towards Jian Wuqi in unison.
With one step and two steps, the black mist falling on Jian Wuqi became thicker and thicker.
Nine or ten steps later, the black mist pressing on Jian Wuqi's shoulders was already extremely thick, and began to penetrate into Jian Wuqi's body.
As soon as the ghost energy in the black mist entered the body, a biting chill went straight to the forehead. These ghosts that entered the body seemed to be in Jian Wuqi's physical body and began to gnaw at Jian Wuqi's physical body. The rich
The ghost energy seems to have penetrated into the muscles and blood vessels.
Jian Wuqi frowned, and suddenly a faint sword light emitted from his body. Fortunately, during the countless hours of practicing swordsmanship, Xin Xiaoqi learned from Xin Xiaoqi's use of purple thunder to forge his body, and Jian Wuqi also used the sword essence to wash his entire body.
This sword light emanated from Jian Wuqi's body, cutting all the ghost energy out of the body.
Not only that, the ghostly aura on his shoulders was also twisted into nothingness by the faint sword light on Jian Wuqi's body. Jian Wuqi raised his brows and walked towards the depths of the black smoke.
"The Thirty-six Paths of Shura Purgatory, I have to hurry up, but I hope it won't be all like this." Jian Wuqi thought in his heart.
Thinking of this, Jian Wuqi no longer paid attention to the Great Shura King behind him, and walked quickly towards the depths. The Great Shura King nodded, either in approval or optimistic about Jian Wuqi, his tall body trembled slightly,
Disappeared in place.
On the third floor of Shura Purgatory, Jian Wuqi sat on the square platform in the center of the space, his eyes suddenly full of exhaustion.
From the relative ease on the first level, to the somewhat difficult level on the second level, the ghostly energy on the third level is somewhat difficult to resist.
The ghost energy on the third level seems to be dispersed in the air like substance. In other words, what is floating in the air is not air, but ghost energy.
The third layer of ghost energy is no longer floating lightly on the skin and drilling into the body, but there is a trace of ghost energy in every breath.
Not only that, this is like semi-substantial ghost energy, like semi-transparent evil ghosts, pressing themselves firmly in place, then gnawing at their own flesh and burrowing into their internal organs.
Jian Wuqi touched his flat nose and kept mobilizing his sword energy, thinking to himself that when the sword energy is used up, I am afraid that he will really be turned into a ghost by this ghostly energy.
Thinking about it, many men of the Shura clan may have been affected by this cold and ghostly aura, so they are in a state of ghostly aura.
Jian Wuqi looked helplessly at the rich ghostly aura and thought to himself: "How should I deal with it if I am the boss Xin Xiaoqi?"
Suddenly, a fierce look appeared on Jian Wuqi's face.
Jian Wuqi, who was determined in his heart, suddenly removed the faint sword energy from his body, and unexpectedly, the ghost energy invaded his body one after another.
Countless sword essences emerged from the sword furnace in the body, but the heart and brain of the protector were open to the ghost energy, driving straight in.
Suddenly, the countless ghost energy around Jian Wuqi surged into Jian Wuqi's body like a roar. Visible to the naked eye, the ghost energy in this space gradually became thinner.
Within a moment, Jian Wuqi's body, meridians, and hair were all filled with a strong ghost energy.
Although his face was originally dark, but very good-looking, it gradually became cold and cold, and a black mark suddenly appeared on his forehead and between his eyebrows.
Not only that, the nails on Jian Wuqi's hands began to grow slowly, as if they were about to turn into evil spirits.
Jian Wuqi suddenly realized that this Shura Purgatory was a place for cultivators to practice. As a mortal, I was afraid that he was not suitable. He didn't know whether the cultivation that King Shura mentioned was cultivation, or a way to resist.
But as a Shura and a princess, Sangzhu probably has a lot of ghosts in her body. If she gets married to Sangzhu, will her relationship with Sangzhu be the same as it is now?
Jian Wuqi withdrew his mind in a funny way. This time he suddenly withdrew his mind and was suddenly shocked. The space became thinner with the ghostly energy, but it was about to fill his body. At this time, the ghostly energy seemed to be filling his body.
Transform your body to allow more ghost energy to enter.
Jian Wuqi's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to be lazy anymore. Suddenly, the sword essence erupted from the sword furnace, and immediately strangled the ghost energy in the meridians, flesh, and hair until all traces of it were gone.
Jian Wuqi relaxed his brows and stood up easily. However, Jian Wuqi didn't notice the ghostly aura in his meridians and flesh.
On the fourth floor, Jian Wuqi just emerged from the square platform and suddenly fell to the ground helplessly.
The ghost energy here is so strong that it can no longer be described as energy.
Jian Wuqi seemed to have fallen into a quagmire of ghost energy. His body weighed more than ten thousand kilograms, and he was so oppressed that he could not move.
Jian Wuqi looked at it somewhat depressedly. This already seemed to be a substantial ghost energy. Now, he was trapped in it and it was difficult to even breathe. It seemed that he was really not suitable for this ghost place. The Shura clan could proceed step by step.
I have cultivated to this point, but I am afraid that I will not be able to achieve it.
But now, if you want to resist forcefully, you may not be able to do it. This is only the fourth floor. Who knows what the next few floors will be like?
What if I want to integrate this ghost energy into my own technique?
Jian Wuqi looked at the dark space and suddenly thought of Mount Xumi, whether it was for Sangzhu, Xin Xiaoqi, Sister Wen, or Jian Zong, he still had to work hard!
Jian Wuqi thought of this, touched his flat nose, roared, and immediately absorbed and circulated this ghost energy through his usual practice route.
For a moment, there was a ghostly aura in the sword furnace. This ghostly aura was incompatible with the huge sword essence on his body. Suddenly, they suddenly started attacking each other in the sword furnace.
Jian Wuqi looked at the sunny and domineering Jian Yuan and the cold and cold ghost energy. They were fighting endlessly in the sword furnace. The sword furnace was also shaking, as if it was about to burst at any time.
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Jian Wuqi frowned deeply, not knowing what to do now.
Suddenly, the green sword in the circular cauldron burst out with a crimson light. The green sword actually flew towards the sword furnace, as if it was about to return to the sword furnace.
Different from the round furnaces of Xin Xiaoqi's Shangxiao sect disciples, the round furnaces of the Jianzong disciples are actually sword furnaces. Jian Wuqi looked at the green sword and felt a cruel heart, as if treating a dead horse as a living horse.
Put the green sword back into the sword furnace.
The green sword came into the sword furnace and suddenly erupted into countless fires. Jian Wuqi looked at the fire. This magical flame has been silent since the flame channel in the chaotic land was recovered. Today
It's a bit abnormal.
Jian Wuqi couldn't help but wonder secretly: "What does this fire spirit want to do?"