Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

It is undoubtedly a very difficult task for an ordinary saint to find the correct mechanism among dozens of nine-colored whirlpools.

They can often only rely on intuition and luck.

But Indra is different. With his Chaos Dharma Eye and system insight, the slightest differences in these whirlpools are clearly visible.

In a moment, he found the correct location - the thirteenth nine-color vortex on the left.

As I took a step forward, the scene before me suddenly changed.

The previous pressure disappeared without a trace, and in its place was an endless wasteland burning with blazing golden flames.

A scorching wave hit me in the face, the air seemed to be on fire, and every breath was accompanied by a burning sensation.

As far as the eye can see, there are jumping and swaying golden flames, illuminating the entire sky with a red gold.

"It seems that the first level tests one's foundation, and from the second level onwards, it is a test of laws and great principles."

Indra understood clearly in his heart.

The 108th floor of the Tower of War God is a test for all the monks in the heavens. The higher you go, the more difficult it is, but once you pass it, you will be blessed with great fortune.

Just the first level of pressure had condensed and purified his body, soul, and divine power.

Affected by this, the fusion of the black and white witch patterns suddenly accelerated, directly increasing from more than 1% to 2%.

This was truly a great fortune for him.

The fusion of black and white witch patterns not only represents a brilliant future, but also represents the most real combat power at the moment.

After only one level of trial, his strength increased by nearly one-fold. If this were to be made public, it would probably scare countless people.

Of course, the greater the luck, the greater the difficulty.

The flame of the second layer is no ordinary fire; it is the ultimate of the way of fire in the heavens, encompassing all the flames between heaven and earth.

This kind of fire can be called "Hongmeng Heavenly Fire".

A spark falling from the sky can burn up the entire universe. Unless one is a saint who has achieved great success in the Tao, one would not dare to be contaminated by it.

As soon as Indra stood still, he felt an extremely violent fighting spirit mixed with a heat that could burn everything, pressing in from all directions.

This fighting spirit is purer than the first level, and more primitive and barbaric. It is as if countless heroic souls are roaring unwillingly, wanting to burn all living beings who set foot here to ashes.

"Master, be careful!" Xiao Qi said solemnly, "The golden flame here is not ordinary fire."

"It is a special kind of primordial heavenly fire, formed from the blood and immortal fighting spirit of the powerful warriors who fell on the ancient battlefield. Not only is the temperature extremely high, it can also burn the soul and corrode the will!"

Almost at the same time when Xiao Qi finished speaking, Wu Yueling, who followed Emperor Shitian into this place, snorted.

Holy light rose up around her body, trying to resist the pervasive burning heat and fighting spirit, but the golden flame was like a maggot on her tarsal bone, constantly penetrating her body's protective divine light, causing fine beads of sweat to seep out of her smooth forehead.

She looked towards Emperor Shitian, but saw that he was still standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. The golden flames that were powerful enough to burn all time and space twisted and avoided strangely within three feet around him, as if he had encountered some nemesis of a higher level.

The chaos source power in Emperor Shitian's body was active to the extreme at this moment. The fighting spirit contained in those violent golden flames not only did not cause any harm to him, but was absorbed into his body like a young swallow flying into the forest. After being refined by the chaos source power, it was transformed into the purest energy, nourishing his soul and body.

This feeling is much more overbearing than the first level of silently bearing pressure, and of course the effect is more obvious.

Once upon a time, he used luck, literature, and fighting spirit to condense a three-color divine crown. To him, fighting spirit was indeed a very good tonic.

"The fighting spirit here seems to be more in line with me." Emperor Shitian's heart moved slightly, and the strangeness of the Hongmeng divine body appeared again.

He could feel that this burning battlefield was more like a treasure land for cultivation for him.

At this moment, the light and shadow behind shook, and the figures of King Chiyan and Leng Wuchen also appeared in a panic at the edge of the entrance to the second floor.

As soon as they stepped in, they let out a groan of pain.

The Blazing King originally practiced fire-related techniques and had a strong resistance to flames, but the moment he came into contact with the golden flame, his innate true fire, which he was so proud of, trembled as if it had encountered a king, and was suppressed to the point of being almost extinguished.

Under the burning of the golden flames, the protective demonic power on his body hissed, and his skin quickly turned charred black, emitting bursts of meaty aroma.

He roared angrily and tried his best to mobilize his demonic power, but he could only barely stand at the entrance. Every extra moment he stayed there was a huge pain.

Leng Wuchen's situation was even worse.

The skills he practiced were biased towards Yin and cold and the soul. Although the Soul-Suppressing Bell was a treasure from the upper realm that could suppress the soul, its effect was greatly reduced in front of this purely masculine golden flame that targeted the soul.

The golden flames were like countless tiny needles, constantly piercing his soul, causing his head to split with pain and his face to turn as pale as paper.

He even saw that a saint with weaker cultivation who followed in with a fluke mentality, as soon as he stepped into this area, he didn't even have time to scream before he turned into ashes in a few breaths, and even his soul did not escape.

"Impossible! What the hell is this place!" The Blazing King gritted his teeth. He saw Indra standing in the sea of ​​fire as if he was strolling in a garden, while he couldn't even go deeper. This strong contrast almost drove him crazy.

Leng Wuchen looked deeply at Emperor Shitian, and then at the cultivator who was burned to death in an instant. He endured the severe pain in his soul and took a step back suddenly, leaving the coverage of the golden flames. He returned to the passage barrier between the first and second floors, gasping for breath, with lingering fear.

He understood that this second level of test was no longer something he could participate in.

If you force your way in, you will die.

Seeing this, King Blazing was unwilling to give in, but he also knew that it was meaningless to persist, and it would only waste his strength or even cost him his life.

He glared at Emperor Shitian fiercely, then retreated reluctantly, standing side by side with Leng Wuchen, staring at the golden sea of ​​fire with complicated eyes.

Being peerless geniuses, they were so proud in their hearts, but they did not expect that they would stop at the second floor of the Tower of War God.

In fact, they are still relatively lucky. Many saints find it difficult to pass even the first level of the foundation test.

The Tower of the God of War is indeed the most difficult trial place in the entire Hongmeng.

Indra ignored their retreat, his attention was completely attracted by this strange battlefield.

He walked slowly forward, and with every step he took, the golden flames under his feet would split to the sides, revealing a charred and cracked earth.

The air was filled not only with scorching heat, but also with an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if telling of a shocking war that took place thousands of years ago.

He saw in the distance huge ruins vaguely visible in the flames.

There are also some skeletons as big as hills. I don’t know what kind of giant beast left them behind. Even though only bones are left, they still exude a frightening pressure.