The eleventh level seems to be deep in the center of the earth.
This space is all red. Even the temperature is much higher than the top ten.
An unpleasant, pungent smell went straight into Jian Wuqi's nostrils.
Jian Wuqi stared blankly, seeing that the eleven fiery red layers were all filled with blood.
Moreover, this blood is not the blood of ordinary pigs, cats, dogs, horses, and cows. This blood seems to exude a faint power.
In the Great Shura King's Palace in the Black Iron City, he looked at the Shura nobles who were also confused and said calmly: "This thirty-sixth floor of purgatory is actually the best place for cultivation tailor-made for our Shura clan by our ancestors.
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"In the long war between the Shura Clan and the Celestial Clan, our Shura Clan warriors and heroes all fell one by one."
"The sages with foresight have either collected or made rubbings of the flesh, blood, will, and souls of these warriors and heroes and placed them in these thirty-six levels of purgatory."
"Although you are Shura nobles and princes, you have almost forgotten the history of the Shura clan. As mortals have their say, forgetting history is tantamount to betrayal."
Many Shura clan leaders and nobles immediately lowered their heads in shame when they heard the words of King Shura.
King Shura did not look at them, but continued: "Just like you, you don't know why the royal city of our Shura clan is called Black Iron City?"
"That's because, in the past, our royal city was not so ugly and ugly."
"Before, our royal city was called the Three Linked City. It was made of gold, silver, and iron. However, the Celestial Clan broke the gold and silver cities into pieces."
"So, these thirty-six levels of purgatory have retained all the negative effects of the city's destruction. The great sages have molded the broken gold and silver cities into the thirty-six levels today.
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"It is precisely because of the existence of these thirty-six levels of purgatory that when we fight against the Celestials and we suffer heavy losses, a large number of new Shura warriors will join us."
"Moreover, in these thirty-six levels of purgatory, if you are willing, you can also transform mortals into Shura clan."
"This method of refining is the first eighteen levels. Of course, it depends on whether you are willing or not."
King Shura, in the royal palace, many nobles listened carefully to the truth. They couldn't help but have complicated expressions on their faces. They didn't expect that Shura, the second in the Eight Divisions, had such difficulties in the past.
Sangzhu, who had been silent until now, asked curiously: "I know all this, but I want to know what it will be like after the thirty-six purgatory?"
The Great Shura King chuckled and said: "There have been rules since ancient times. If you pass the thirty-sixth grade, you will be the Shura King."
Jian Wuqi, who was on the eleventh level, let out a long sigh and whispered: "Is this going to enter my body again?"
Jian Wuqi had no choice but to slowly walk into the blood pool.
Suddenly, blood was rolling in the blood pool. In the rolling blood, there seemed to be thousands of troops roaring.
These streams of blood seemed like a huge army, advancing through Jian Wuqi's skin.
The advancing army of blood and energy filled the meridians and blood vessels, filled with new flesh and blood, and filled the bones.
This blood energy entered Jian Wuqi's body and turned into streams of energy and blood, which seemed to nourish Jian Wuqi's body.
After a while, the blood energy in the eleventh level suddenly and completely disappeared into Jian Wuqi's body. Jian Wuqi's limbs and body seemed to be full and rounded.
Jian Wuqi glanced around in confusion. How fast was this level? Although the energy and blood contained the will to kill and the army, it was nothing compared to the tenth level.
Although he was confused, Jian Wuqi stopped staying and ran directly to the twelfth floor.
Perhaps Jian Wuqi didn't notice that the figure running towards the twelfth floor became much fuller.
On the twelfth floor, in the same blood pool, Jian Wuqi no longer hesitated and jumped into it hurriedly.
"Boom", there was a sudden loud noise in the body. In this loud noise, countless blood energy went straight into Jian Wuqi's body.
The blood energy that entered Jian Wuqi's body suddenly increased in pressure. Jian Wuqi seemed to see an ancient Shura King in the blood energy, standing in the blood energy and roaring angrily,
The sound of angry shouting was like a giant thunder striking Jian Wuqi suddenly.
Suddenly, the ancient Shura King roared like thunder, and the sea waves were flowing under his feet. Jian Wuqi's body felt like the waves of the sea were suddenly washing away.
This thunderous, turbulent wave, caught in the blood, almost hit Jian Wuqi's sea of consciousness. Although Jian Wuqi's three souls, seven souls and divine thoughts had long intercepted this power, Jian Wuqi
Wuqi also felt dizzy for a while.
Jian Wuqi swayed his slowly plumping body, slowly stood up from the sea of dry blood, and walked towards the thirteenth floor without stopping.
The thirteenth and fourteenth floors are still the same, the huge sea of blood has not changed at all.
But in the sea of blood on the thirteenth floor, the same ancient figure of King Shura appeared. This ancient King Shura had nine heads.
There are countless eyes flickering on the body, as if there are a thousand eyes staring at Jian Wuqi, and the more than 900 arms are waving in unison, controlling the flames.
Those countless eyes made Jian Wuqi's soul shake for a while, as if he was about to fall and fall asleep.
Countless flames seemed to burn the soul to pieces, making Jian Wuqi tremble with fear. This Shura King seemed to be a demon king that covered the sky.
In the fourteenth level of the blood sea, Jian Wuqi was quietly soaking in it. In the fourteenth level of the blood sea, the same ancient Shura King was holding a blazing sun in one hand and a moon in the other.
The demonic flames surged into the sky, seeming to be of great power.
It seems to be full of ghosts and demons.
This ancient Shura King actually said to Jian Wuqi: "Are you willing to join our Shura clan?"
Jian Wuqi was startled. He didn't expect this method to work. He thought to himself, if he got married to Sang Zhu in the future, wouldn't he be from the Shura clan or not?
"Yes!" Jian Wuqi no longer considered it.
The ancient Shura King seemed to be extremely satisfied with Jian Wuqi's answer, and said calmly: "Actually, if you don't join, I will wash your body for you."
Jian Wuqi couldn't help but rolled his eyes and thought to himself, then you still ask.
Suddenly, King Shura emitted endless divine light and demonic flames from the sun and moon in his hands.
This divine light and demonic flame shined into Jian Wuqi's body, illuminating all the energy and blood from the eleventh to the fourteenth level.
These four layers of Qi and blood slowly seeped into Jian Wuqi's small amount of new flesh that had just grown. The new flesh seemed to be alive and began to grow wildly.
"Ah, it's itchy!"
In the first few levels, Jian Wuqi rarely cried out in pain due to the huge pain, but this itchy feeling was really fatal.
Just when Jian Wuqi thought about this secretly, he suddenly discovered that his strange body, full of ghostly energy, resentment, murderous energy, and now the blood of the four ancient Shura kings of the Shura clan, was growing rapidly.
In the growing body, the will of the four ancient Shura kings seemed to be imprinted in it. This body immediately made Jian Wuqi feel extremely strong.
Jian Wuqi's spiritual thought penetrated into it. As soon as this spiritual thought entered the body, it was surrounded by murderous aura, resentment, ghost energy, and bloody energy. This spiritual thought, under the interference of this death aura, almost got lost?
Jian Wuqi suddenly had a strange idea in his mind. This body seemed to be like a skeleton and could be developed.
Just when Jian Wuqi had a strange idea, these four breaths emitted bursts of profound energy, going straight into Jian Wuqi's spiritual thoughts.
Suddenly, the river of Jian Wuqi's spiritual thoughts began to roll, and the spiritual thoughts actually headed towards the northern star in the starry sky.
The stars in the north surged, as if something was about to be born.
Then stars lit up one by one to the right of the Southern Dipper.
One or two, this is a huge galaxy, surging among the stars. This huge galaxy suddenly turns into a powerful innate holy beast.
The innate holy beast, coupled with the six stars of the South Dipper, suddenly turned into the Northern Xuanwu.
The seven groups of galaxies in the Northern Xuanwu are slowly activating and taking shape.
Just when the Xuanwu was about to take shape, Jian Wuqi's spiritual thoughts retreated like a tide.
Jian Wuqi understood in his heart that the power of his spiritual thoughts was not enough, so he couldn't help but sigh, it was such a pity.
"Crash." Jian Wuqi slowly stood up from the sea of blood, and the blood energy that had not been fully absorbed on his body turned into water and slipped from his body.
Jian Wuqi looked at the void of this space and let out a long sigh. It was only the fourteenth floor, and the thirty-sixth floor seemed to be far away.
But what Jian Wuqi didn't know was that when he looked at Jian Wuqi from a distance, he could only see sword lights flowing. In the body where the sword lights were flowing, a sea of blood surged, and murderous aura and resentment seemed to be the essence, guarding the whole body.
I'm afraid that Jian Wuqi doesn't need to use his sword, and ordinary people will be too scared to fight anymore.