I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

Lu Wenwu squatted down, covered his hands with a layer of dragon scales, and then covered them with a thin film formed by dragon flames, and then picked up a piece of bone to examine it carefully.

Gently kneading, the bones broke and broke like rotten wood, and powder fell down.

These bones are not only human, but also animal and monster bones.

Lu Wenwu took a step forward, and clouds and mists automatically appeared under his feet, supporting him like a lotus platform.

Riding on clouds and mists, the innate ability of the true dragon clan, just like people can breathe automatically when they are born.

However, Lu Wenwu doesn't like to use this very much.

The movement speed is too slow, which is not convenient when fighting.

It is probably only useful in this kind of exploration.

Lu Wenwu carefully observed in the hall and gradually moved inside.

There were no signs of fracture on the bones, and they were arranged in a relatively neat manner.

It didn't look like homicide, but rather like collective suicide.

In the current environment, if there is no external force, there should not be a scene where the flesh and blood disappear completely, leaving only the eerie white bones.

Lu Wenwu is quite experienced in this aspect.

As he walked further in, the more intact the bones were, and the more gorgeous the robes on their bodies became.

It is worth mentioning that Lu Wenwu did not see any magic weapons above the Jindan stage, nor did he see any storage bags.

Even the robes on these bones were rarely worn, and the few that were worn were obviously damaged. It is estimated that the array embroidered on them had been invalid many years ago.

All the way to the end, Lu Wenwu found a sealed bronze door behind a huge rotten and collapsed shrine, which was also an altar for the tablets of the ancestors.

The effect of time is terrifying.

Not all creations are as indestructible as the Dragon Mansion.

The seal that was as solid as a rock is now fragile, and the restriction is like a candle in the wind, which seems to be blown out with just one breath.

Lu Wenwu operated the skills and directly switched to the Purgatory Dragon Body, and then used his innate power to transform into a human form.

The dragon body can withstand most of the strange forces, which is something that the human body does not have.

Faced with this unprecedented situation, Lu Wenwu decided to play it safe.

The ancient ban of thousands of years was too fragile.

The dragon claw just gently pressed on it, and the layers of bans were shattered all over the ground.

The bronze door behind it collapsed in half, revealing the dark passage behind it.

Lu Wenwu looked down at the broken pieces of the door. The part behind it had completely turned into a strange gray, which was very similar to the evil aura entangled outside the small world!

But compared to that weird black, the gray on the bronze door gave Lu Wenwu a much less evil feeling.

It's a bit like

an enhanced version of the dark fallen power of the fallen light energy clan! ?

Lu Wenwu was suddenly shocked.

Different worlds, the same power, could this be a coincidence?

He felt that he seemed to have vaguely touched the core of the copy system.

Thinking carefully, he had experienced so many copies, and it seemed that most of them had the background of the end of the world.

Either it has already erupted, or it will erupt after it.

Combined with the information revealed by the old dragon emperor,

This world is probably in trouble.

Lu Wenwu couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't directly slaughter the evil and the righteous, so he probably did something right.

The golden sun fire lit up on the dragon's horn, and the warm light dispelled the coldness that was encroaching from all directions.

This corridor that didn't know where it led to was very long. On both sides of the wall, which was completely covered with a sticky gray juice, there were still long-burning lamps that were once used for lighting.

Unfortunately, after the spiritual energy supply was insufficient, these lamps had long been damaged.

Continuing down, a slight, biting whisper suddenly came to my ears.

This large amount of noisy whispers couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was like a mosquito, buzzing, disturbing people and making them irritable.

Some regretful scenes began to emerge strangely in Lu Wenwu's mind.

For example, the purity cannot be improved for a long time, and the egg-filled pancake cooking cannot break through to the higher level of the Wanfa Tongshen Realm.

I feel that the whole person has lost his happiness and has lost interest in life.

Lu Wenwu's expression became serious.

This is not right.

It must be fifteen points wrong.

Why do I have such a weird idea?

The next moment, the majestic power was mobilized, and it directly formed a posture like a Buddha bell upside down on his body.

This was robbed in the previous wave of looting after the battle of Tianji City. Most of the Buddhist disciples carried some cultivation methods of merit power, so he picked up what he could learn and learned it.

The merit golden bell was upside down, and the annoying mumbling suddenly disappeared.

The irritable mood was also driven away.

After solving this small problem, Lu Wenwu continued to move forward.

In this weird scene, if he didn't know that he was in the world of cultivation, he almost thought he was running to Azkaban to fight with Dementors.

I don't know if the Guardian of the Gods can work in this situation.

Unfortunately, Lu Wenwu doesn't know how to use it.

He only has the vast Merit Lotus Sea, and if he leaks a little bit of his aura, he can crush the erosion of this negative emotion into ashes.

They walked for about half an hour.

According to Lu Wenwu's fast-moving speed, he walked at least ten kilometers.

But the space wanderer's magical power reminded him that he didn't walk that far.

Instead, he kept "standing still", passing through several layers of different space barriers, and finally reached his destination.

After walking out of the black corridor, the corrosive force became stronger.

It has completely condensed into a gray mist, which is constantly evaporated on the merit bell, making a "chi chi" sound.

The consumption rate of merit power is a bit fast.

In this environment, the merit power accumulated by the real monks among ordinary mortals can only last for about three seconds.

Then they will be eroded by this pervasive negative aura and completely become a puppet like a walking corpse.

Lu Wenwu did not rush to go deeper, and directly activated the eye of analysis.

Before, he was worried about problems in the void, but now facing the power of the second level, the warning of spiritual perception is not as strong as before.

[Evil Aura/Secondary Corruption Power (None)]:? ? ? /? ? ?

[Cultivation]: None

[Current Status]: Concentration continues to rise

[Analysis]: The secondary power of corruption emitted by the true demon will continue to erode the souls of all intelligent creatures. If they cannot resist, they will eventually become corrupt servants.

After getting the analysis results, Lu Wenwu took a deep breath and continued to walk deeper.

As expected

The worst result was guessed by himself.

The further he went inside, the thicker the mist formed by the power of corruption became.

As if it had its own life, it swarmed towards Lu Wenwu, as if it was going to drown him directly.

Lu Wenwu turned a blind eye to this.

A huge amount of merit power continued to surge outward, and no matter how much corrupt power came, it would not escape the fate of evaporation when it touched the merit golden bell.

The mist condensed into streams of air like pythons around.

In front of each air stream, there seemed to be a human face shaped like a skull.

Those hideous faces kept releasing shrill howls, hissing in strange tones, and constantly exerting a strong negative erosion.

Lu Wenwu didn't care, just like the tigers and lions surrounded by tourists in the zoo, flying deeper on his own.

The gray power of corruption became stronger.

Broken flying swords began to appear on the ground.

Their owners had long disappeared without a trace, not even their bones were left.

But these natal flying swords that condensed the essence of their masters' lifelong cultivation were left.

Even though they were already rusty like ordinary antiques, even though they had a lot of gaps and even broken due to years of erosion, even though the sword spirits had dissipated and the sword intent was almost gone.

These flying swords that once galloped in the world of immortal cultivation were still inserted here, inserted in the soil built of blood and flesh, telling the earth-shaking and tragic battles of one sword immortal after another.

This place is like a sword tomb.

It buried countless sword immortals and countless evils.

Finally, Lu Wenwu stopped after passing a bunch of broken flying swords.

In front of him, a skeleton that seemed to be made of jade was half-kneeling on the ground, and the flying sword in his hand, which was half-inserted into the ground, was still making a "shining" sound.

The sword energy was surging, and the power that escaped could still cut the falling power that kept emerging into pieces.

But the power was no less than that of thousands of years ago.

Lu Wenwu stared at it for a long time, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he only sighed.

Qingxuan Sword Master was a ruthless man, and even more a madman.

Without the eye of analysis, Lu Wenwu saw through the essence of this jade-carved skeleton at a glance.

There was no residual soul or jade slip left, but he still understood everything.

In the past, the Qingxuan Sword Master integrated the spiritual veins of the world into his body as a wick, used his own nearly ascended cultivation and flesh to cast wax oil, his own soul turned into candlelight, and his natal flying sword as a guide, and sealed this place for thousands of years!

Lu Wenwu sighed again, stretched out his hand and waved, and suddenly a strong wind blew here, rolling up countless black mud and dust.

In other words, the flesh and blood of the sword cultivators turned into dust.

The loyal and brave people of the Qingxuan Sword Sect were all buried here.

When the mud and dust were all dispersed, the broken flying swords were supported by Lu Wenwu in the air, and the true appearance was finally revealed under the jade-colored skull transformed by the Qingxuan Sword Master.

It was a sealing formation.

A forbidden formation that can be regarded as ancient among the dragon clan.

It needs to be powered by spiritual veins, the life of the peak of the transformation of the spirit is the core of the formation, and it consumes the flesh and blood and souls of countless cultivators and mortals to be cast.

It is said that once it is refined, even real immortals can be sealed.

The success rate of refining is less than one percent.

Lu Wenwu did not believe this kind of nonsense data at first.

But now, Lu Wenwu believes it.

The power that can destroy the world took thousands of years to melt through this formation, which shows how domineering its peak posture is.

He is worthy of being a sword cultivator, worthy of being the strongest sword master in the past.

Crazy enough!

Refining this ancient forbidden formation to seal the real demon.

If it is done, it will not do him any good, and it will not even completely solve the problem.

If Lu Wenwu does not come, all his efforts will be in vain, and the creatures of this small world and the sword cultivators of Qingxuan Sword Sect will die in vain.

If the forbidden array had failed to be refined, Qingxuan Jianzun would have become the sinner of the whole world and would have been completely nailed to the pillar of shame - if this world of cultivation still had a future.

As a sword cultivator, he chose the most extreme solution.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

Although this ancient forbidden array had long been overwhelmed, even every operation was groaning in pain.

But after all, Lu Wenwu came.

He finally waited for his successor.

Qingxuan Jianzun, who thought he could not solve this major hidden danger, directly closed the small world jump point. The seal cast by the whole sect and countless creatures was still useful after all!

If he had not made this decision decisively at the time, I am afraid that before Lu Wenwu came, this world of cultivation would have turned into a scorched earth.

"Old man, you really gave me a difficult problem."

Lu Wenwu muttered in his mouth, and put one flying sword after another belonging to the Qingxuan Jian Sect into stone boxes.

After using the power of merit to completely purify the fallen power on it, it was collected in the Dragon Mansion.

"You believe in the wisdom of future generations. Future generations say it is difficult to resist."

After collecting all the flying swords, Lu Wenwu came step by step to the completely jadeified corpse of Qingxuan Jianzun, and the divine beast patted the shoulder blade of the skeleton.

As soon as his hand touched it, a huge amount of smoke evaporated.

Then came a piercing scream.

As the center of the formation, the skeleton of Qingxuan Jianzun was the most seriously infected.

Except for the top of the head where a trace of spiritual vein power still existed, the rest of the parts had long been a false prosperity, and the inside was full of fallen power.

Even the flying sword had been almost completely eroded by the fallen power, which was worthy of the power of the ancient immortal treasure.

"I should say it or not, I came here by chance."

Lu Wenwu estimated.

The situation of this forbidden ancient formation is not optimistic.

And it is very, very pessimistic.

How bad is it?

It can be counted down completely.

And it is.

Ten!

Nine!

Eight.

"There shouldn't be anything worse than this!"

Lu Wenwu complained, activated the Eye of True Vision and scanned the terrifying limb that had broken through some of the seals.

After confirming the data, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he had turned into a purgatory dragon body and appeared outside the mountain protection formation, rushing madly towards the way he came.

Space flickered, light and shadows, the wings of the dark dragon, flying in the clouds, and controlling the wind.

Lu Wenwu used all the means to speed himself up.

Even the already eliminated explosive steps were not spared.

The current situation is urgent, and the speed can be accelerated!

Even if it can be faster by one second!

He already knew the reason for the demise of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

Then the next thing to do is to save the world from the hands of the true devil!