The third thousand two hundred and sixty-eight chapters
The moment Zhuo Wen entered Phoenix Purgatory, he immediately felt an icy cold energy invading him.
He opened his eyes and immediately discovered that what appeared in front of him was endless black flames.
These flames are not as hot as flames at all, but are filled with the coldness and coldness of ice and snow.
Surrounding the black flame is a not-so-wide passage. This passage is very deep, and I don't know where its end is.
Zhuo Wen exploded into the Pangu Holy Body, his whole body exuding crystal clear light, and he held on to the black flames.
“It’s so cold!”
The moment the black flame invaded the surface of his body, Zhuo Wen shivered and felt a cold that penetrated his bones.
At the same time, black flames were burning all over his body. Although it gave him a cold feeling, his body was scorched black by the flames, making him look extremely terrifying.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen's Pangu Holy Body was extremely hard and unusual, coupled with his strong recovery ability, so he carried this powerful black flame and walked towards the depths of the passage.
After about half a stick of incense, Zhuo Wen walked out of the end of the passage and found that the sight in front of him was countless times wider.
"This Phoenix Purgatory is actually a small world!"
Zhuo Wen looked ahead and found that this place was an endless wasteland.
It's just that these wastelands are burning with boundless black seas of fire.
The whole world is filled with a cold and strange atmosphere.
Zhuo Wen jumped into the wilderness and was immediately overwhelmed by the surrounding black sea of fire.
Bah, bah, bah!
Zhuo Wen clearly heard that his body was burning in the sea of black fire, and the sound it made was quite harsh.
He found that the flames in this black sea of fire were much more terrifying and powerful than the black flames in the previous passage, and he could barely resist it.
While resisting the black flames, Zhuo Wen's eyes were quite blank. He was not familiar with this small world in Phoenix Purgatory at all. He only saw that it was full of sea of fire, and he couldn't even identify the direction.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen saw a figure crawling with difficulty a few hundred meters ahead.
He took a closer look and found that it was a burnt human figure. The strange thing was that the human figure was obviously burnt, but its whole body was shaking violently, as if it was seriously cold.
Zhuo Wen could tell from the burnt humanoid outline that this should be a male.
"help me!"
The charred human figure raised its head with difficulty, looked at Zhuo Wen, and made a pleading cry.
Zhuo Wen helped the man up, put his right hand on his shoulder, and cast the mysterious light of creation.
I saw the power of Xuanguang, like a thin veil, spreading all over this person's body, blocking the surrounding black flames. Although the resistance was quite reluctant, it made this person's condition much better.
Zhuo Wen took out a healing pill and fed it into the man's mouth.
The moment this person saw the healing pill, his eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to take it.
Miraculously, after taking the magic elixir, the burnt skin on this person's surface began to gradually recover, and dark blue scales grew.
"Fellow Taoist, I cannot stay in this black-hearted sea of fire for long. You must first take me away from this black-hearted sea of fire!"
After the man recovered a little, he spoke much more clearly and pointed in one direction and said to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen nodded, supported the man, and summoned the flying artifact, but was quickly stopped by the man.
"Fellow Taoist, this is Phoenix Purgatory. Flying artifacts cannot be used, let alone fly here. Otherwise, flames more terrifying than this black-hearted sea of fire will rain down from the sky! By then, no one can save you!" This person!
Said quickly.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was surprised, but he put away his flying artifact, put the person on his back, and quickly flew towards the direction pointed by the person.
This man was lying on Zhuo Wen's back, but he was getting more and more frightened.
The Black Heart Sea of Fire is an extremely terrifying and dangerous place in Phoenix Purgatory. Very few people can survive more than half a stick of incense in the Black Heart Sea of Fire.
And now Zhuo Wen, who was carrying him on his back, was not only running steadily and fast in the Black Heart Sea of Fire, but also seemed not to be too affected by the black flames here.
After a while, Zhuo Wen saw a high ground not far ahead.
This highland is generally dozens of feet higher than the wasteland where he is. Although that highland is also filled with black flames, it is relatively thinner than here.
Compared with the high ground, the lower lowlands here look a bit like an endless sea of black fire.
After Zhuo Wen jumped to the high ground, he clearly felt that the black flames around him were much weaker.
If he could barely resist in the Black Heart Sea of Fire, then on this high ground, these black flames just felt like it was tickling him.
Zhuo Wen put down the human figure on his back, and then realized that the human figure had recovered a lot from its injuries, and blue scales had grown all over its body.
Seeing the alien race in front of him, Zhuo Wen was obviously stunned, because he was very familiar with this alien race, and it actually belonged to the Sharman race.
Speaking of which, when he was in the Starry Sky Battlefield, he killed many people from the Sharman tribe.
No, he calmed down quickly. The cultivation level of this shark race can only be regarded as average, probably only half-step to the level of a Creator.
The alien in front of me must have been caught by the Phoenix Clan very early and thrown into the Phoenix Purgatory. I am afraid that he, Zhuo Wen, does not even know what he did to the Shark Clan.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving your life! My name is Wu Rui, and I am from the Shark clan! I don't know your surname, fellow Taoist!"
The shark man quickly hugged Zhuo Wen, his eyes full of gratitude and awe.
The aura on Zhuo Wen's body was stronger than his own. He guessed that he should be a powerful creator. Such a powerful person was willing to save him, so he was naturally extremely grateful.
Zhuo Wen nodded. Just when he was about to ask the Sharman tribe something about Phoenix Purgatory, he couldn't help but frown.
Because, he found two figures walking out from behind a huge rock in front of the highland.
"Holy Marten Clan?"
The two figures were a man and a woman. The appearance of these two aliens was almost exactly the same as that of the human race. The only difference was that the mink tails were exposed behind them. Zhuo Wen immediately thought of the holy mink clan.
These two men and women from the Saint Marten Tribe are not weak in cultivation. They are both in the early stage of Creation, and are much stronger than Wuruike.
When Zhuo Wen saw these two men and women from the Holy Marten Tribe, he immediately knew that Wu Rui should be chased by these two men and rushed into the sea of black heart fire.
If he hadn't rescued him in time, Wu Rui would have died in the black-hearted flames.
"Wu Rui! You escaped into the sea of black heart fire and still managed to come out alive. You deserve a big life!"
The man from the Holy Marten Tribe walked slowly over, looked at Wu Rui and said coldly.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhuo Wen with a slightly fearful look and said: "Fellow Taoist, we are from Tianluo Sect. You must also know the name of our Tianluo Sect. If you don't want to die, it's best not to
If you interfere in our affairs, get out of here now!"
With that said, the man and woman ignored Zhuo Wen at all and came straight towards Wurui.
It seems that in their opinion, after being reported to Tianluomen, this person will definitely not cause trouble and have no fear.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. Originally, he didn't want to cause more trouble. He didn't bother to pay attention to the grudge between the man and woman and Wu Rui.
He just wants to know the area of the world in Phoenix Purgatory, and he can ask Wu Rui and these two people.
But this man from the Holy Marten Tribe was determined to offend him and told him to get out, even though he, Zhuo Wen, was a loser.
"I have already handed over all the magic medicine to the sect master, why does the sect master still want to kill me?" Wu Rui slowly backed away and said with a look full of reluctance.
"It's strange that you know too much. That magic medicine is very important. The sect leader doesn't allow anyone to leak it. He only believes in dead people, so your death is the best choice!"
The men and women, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded Wu Rui, their voices full of mocking laughter.
Unfortunately, their smiles quickly froze, and two sword lights flashed out from between their eyebrows.
The two of them fell to the ground without even making a sound, completely losing their breath...