Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

Before Zhuxiong rushed to the entrance of the stone gate, the dark red charm exploded instantly, and the whole ground collapsed.

"No way!"

Zhuxiong only felt his body lighten, and then fell heavily on the ground.

"what!"

The falling distance was not very long, but Takeo still felt some burning pain in his back.

He patted himself on the back and stood up, but the scene in front of him made him feel fear and faint uneasiness.

The dilapidated land was full of desolation, and a strong bloody atmosphere filled everything around.

Countless broken hilts and blades were firmly inserted into the soil, with almost no place to stay, which was in stark contrast to the extreme luxury of the upper floor.

It is not an exaggeration to call the hillside mound in front of it Daoshan. The huge stone wall with a height of [-] meters is also covered with hideous cracks, as if it may collapse at any time.

Zhu Xiong secretly sighed, he was really unlucky, why didn't one of the so many weapons fall down to accompany him.

He looked up at the big hole he fell into, and he was taken aback in his heart. The dark sky seemed like everything he encountered before was a dream.

"Test [-] is completed, and test [-] is now starting, the target task [walking across mountains of swords and seas of fire]!"

In Zhuxiong's mind came the non-emotional notification sound again, he blinked, looked at this seemingly not far distance, and walked up directly.

Takexiong took a step carefully first, and the steep hillside above was filled with denser sword blades, shining a cold light under the moonlight, which made people feel timid.

"the fifth step!"

Takeo stood on tiptoe and took his fifth step carefully, his trousers were almost close to the blade.

"brush!"

Before Zhuxiong had fully settled down, a blade protruded from the ground and pierced Zhuxiong's sole.

"what!"

Zhuxiong let out a muffled snort, and the next moment the blade on the knife mountain seemed to be alive.

The rusty blade continued to protrude from Zhuxiong's feet, and an extremely wide sword directly penetrated Zhuxiong's feet.

"Ugin's sledgehammer is here!"

Zhuxiong's face was pale, and he instinctively summoned Ujin's sledgehammer, but the result was not as he imagined.

"Kakkaka!"

The blade on the hillside turned into a slender blade, and the blade grew faster and faster, almost turning into a forest full of blades.

"what!"

Zhuxiong clenched his teeth, his facial features were twisted together at this moment, the huge pain from his body had already driven him into madness.

He struggled to hold the blade of the big sword inserted into his foot, his muscles tensed, and he pulled out the big sword with his bare hands.

"Pfft!"

The moment Zhuxiong pulled out the big sword, the soles of Zhuxiong's feet were already blood red, and bright red blood flowed continuously from the shocking wound, the bloody wound was shocking.

"Clang clang clang!"

Holding the big sword, Zhuxiong directly slashed across the growing blade forest.

It's just that everything was in vain, the blade did not slow down after being slashed by Zhuxiong's big sword several times, the endless blade grew longer and denser.

When Zhuxiong was helpless, he thought of what the gods had said to him.

[Weak mortals need to prove their will to God, keep moving forward, and finally prove your faith! 】

At this moment, Zhuxiong gritted his teeth, and slashed forward with the big sword in his hand without any rules. He just stepped on the mountain of knives and rushed down in one go.

"Kakkaka!"

The blade pierced Zhuxiong's soles mercilessly. Every time Zhuxiong took a step, he was enduring severe pain. His feet were already numb at this moment, and he only had one goal in mind.

"Keep going forward!"

"Crack!"

The big sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand such a violent high-intensity slash, and more than half of the sword flew out directly, but Zhuxiong didn't have a trace of panic, his eyes were full of determination.

"If there is no sword, I still have hands!"

Takexiong forcefully peeled away the dense blades on both sides, and his hands were full of small wounds cut by the sharp blades.

"last step!"

Zhuxiong struggled to say the last few words, but he lost his center of gravity and fell straight down, and just now his hamstring was cut off by the protruding blade.

"what!"

Takexiong instinctively propped his hands on the ground, and the sharp blade pierced into his palm. If Zhuxiong was too late to react, the blade would directly pierce Takexiong's head.

At this moment, Zhuxiong felt the great pain that went deep into his soul, and he bit his lips unconsciously. He didn't want to give up, because it was only the last step.

But this step seems to be as far away as a moat, the slender blade has completely blocked Zhuxiong's way.

Zhuxiong casually picked up a one-handed sword with a yellow handle, and went straight to the forest of blades that blocked his last step.

"brush!"

Takexiong half-kneeled on the ground with some wrong force, because when he swung his knife towards the dense blade, the mountain of knives disappeared, replaced by an altar made entirely of gold and iron.

Takexiong's body was covered with cut wounds left by the blade, and his wounds were still dripping with blood, like a survivor crawling out of a pile of dead bodies.

It's just that Zhuxiong didn't feel dizzy due to blood loss, which made Zhuxiong somewhat confident.

After waiting for a while, the god-like voice did not sound, Zhuxiong knew that it seemed that he had to force his way in.

'Zizzizi! '

The blood dripping from Zhuxiong's wound evaporated instantly on the altar, turning into a wisp of blood-colored mist and floating in the air.

The temperature on the surface of the altar is already ridiculously high, but Takeo's current condition is very dangerous. One of his hamstrings has been broken by the blade of the sword. At this moment, he can only go to the altar on his stomach.

"Keep going forward"

Terrible high temperature directly enveloped Takeo, just as one of Takeo's palms was attached to the ground of the altar, the surface of the palm felt warm first, followed by scorching pain.

"what!"

At this moment, the water in Zhuxiong's body evaporated rapidly, one of his hamstrings had been broken, and a circle of blisters had appeared on the palm of that hand just now.

Takexiong looked at the picked up one-handed sword in his hand, it looked rusty, Zhuxiong threw it aside, then took a long breath, and crawled to the altar in one go.

"Climb over even if you climb!"

Zhuxiong crawled directly towards the altar with wounds all over his body. The terrifying heat wave hit him like raging waves. Zhuxiong only felt that his skin was extremely tight, and it fell off in the next second.

"Keep going forward!"

Zhu Xiong gritted his teeth, at this moment he is completely relying on a will to support himself till now.

His legs were already scorched, and Takeo's hands were as ripe as tomatoes in the garden.

Just when Zhuxiong was about to lose his hold, a dense flame rose from his body.

At this moment, the wound on his body is slowly healing little by little.