Outside the White Tower.
Wu Yuan and Pang Jian, one flew to the top of the tower and the other sank down.
The Demon Sect Wu Yuan took the lead in using his soul to control the Purple Demonic Eye.
"He Motian, break the sky with his magic eyes!"
Wisps of soul threads floated out from Wu Yuan's head and escaped into the evil and terrifying huge evil eye.
In the depths of the gradually growing demonic eye, a majestic ancient demonic god absorbs Wu Yuan's soul thread and condenses it into reality.
The rosary beads, tokens, spoons and kettles held in His four demonic hands respectively seemed to have fallen into this world from myths and legends.
Four powerful artifacts controlled by the Great Demon God Hemotian and famous among the stars in the universe also appeared for a moment outside the Purple Demon Eye like the projections of the "Demons and Demons Creation Institute".
Just this moment.
There was an incomparable divine power that broke all the barriers and restrictions, allowing the white tower to break through the restraints and fly into the sky again!
The four artifacts that looked like projections in the void also tore apart the black clouds in the sky at this moment, forcing Ling Yimo and Ability God Youkui to appear and exist in everyone's field of vision.
"Ling Yimo!"
"The alien gods of the ghost tribe!"
"Peng!"
As Hu Yuanfei and Fan Chen screamed, the "Creation Institute of Gods and Demons" forcibly constructed by Ling Yimo was shattered and reappeared again and again.
The "Gods and Demons Creation Institute" appeared and was wiped out by the great demon Hemotian, and it resisted the invasion of demonic energy time and time again.
It wasn't until the twelfth time when the "Gods and Demons Creation Institute" disappeared again that Ling Yimo completely neutralized the attack of the Purple Demon Eye.
However, the shadow of the alien god Youkui from the outside world has disappeared into thin air.
The flash of the four magic weapons and the immense power of the Great Demon God He Motian caused Ling Yimo, who only had one soul, to suffer unspeakably.
"Hemotian!"
He gritted his teeth and drank softly, and his soul quietly disappeared.
Wu Yuan forgot about himself and went to show the power of the divine weapon Purple Demonic Eyes, and the revelation of He Motian in his eyes made him fearful and chose to temporarily hide the divine shadow.
"Wu Yuan, not bad!"
Hu Yuanfei praised without hesitation.
Above the rising white tower, the existing blocking evil force was swept away by Wu Yuan with his purple devil eyes.
The journey to heaven in the White Tower suddenly became much easier.
"rush!"
Dong Wenjian in the tower was holding holy talismans one after another, and they were tapping the inner tower wall as if they were free of money.
Those talismans placed in the Ancient Fa Sect, and only the core disciples of the inner sect were eligible to be rewarded, were all used to enhance the flying momentum of the Tianling Pagoda.
"call out!"
The White Tower is like a silvery white rainbow, soaring straight into the sky.
In the heavy rain and lightning, the White Tower became brighter and brighter, and was noticed by many strong aliens who came to the fourth realm.
"Yinling Temple, Tianling Pagoda, human elites!"
"Hey! Is that... the complete landmass of the border?"
"There is the aura of the gods appearing in this world!"
Many strong foreigners who had not received the news and were in different places noticed the sudden appearance of the Demon Spirit Continent because of the flying white tower.
"Go over and have a look!"
Many high-level foreign warriors came from different places.
At the same time, under the White Tower.
There is a tall figure, which generates a turbulent and strange magnetic field, and actually begins to actively involve thunder and lightning.
"Crack!"
Thunder and lightning filled the sky, disappearing into the figure one by one.
The lightning suddenly became slender, wandering around his body like a dragon and snake, flying through his flesh and blood, making him look like a thunder god from the outside world.
This strange figure also attracted the attention of many alien races and ferocious beasts. The eyes of the eighth-level Yan Clan and Ghost Clan warriors were filled with solemnity and fear.
Fan Chen shouted: "Pang Jian, as long as I'm down there! You should work with Wu Yuan to guide the Tianling Pagoda to fly into the sky!"
"No, you go up to escort the Tianling Tower!" Pang Jian shouted: "Leave it to me to handle it below the tower!"
Fan Chen, who was so distressed by the eighth-level Yan Clan warrior, instinctively wanted to refuse coldly.
However, after taking a look at Pang Jian and feeling his state, Fanchen's eyes lit up and he nodded slightly: "Okay! Take care of yourself!"
He stepped on the golden word "Tai", held the word "一" as a sharp blade, and changed places with Pang Jian in the void.
He, who was originally at the bottom, flew all the way up until he reached the White Tower.
When Wu Yuan put away the Purple Demon Eye and entered the White Tower to adjust his breath, Fan Chen became a sharp blade on the White Tower, trying to break the obstacle to reappearance.
At the bottom of the white tower, there was Pang Jian, the eighth-level Yan clan warrior from the opposite side.
At this moment, he stepped on the divine object "Heart of Winter" and secretly inspired the power of the thunder pool in the spiritual sea.
He tried to pour all the cold power in the divine object and the thunder and lightning gathered on the surface of the body into the killing gun battle.
"Peng!"
The killing gun suddenly exploded in his hand.
After all, this spear from Bagua City couldn't bear the infusion of such explosive power, and was destroyed at the critical moment.
After all, high-level spiritual weapons are just high-level spiritual weapons, not holy weapons or divine weapons.
"Wow!"
In desperation, he summoned the Source Demon Sword which had lost its soul.
Even if it is just a broken sword, the material and grade of the Origin Demon Sword are still higher than that of the Killing Spear, and it can withstand the power given by the divine object.
"Ice! Thunder!"
Pang Jian slashed downward with his sword.
The extremely cold power in the divine artifact "Heart of Winter", and the thunder and lightning absorbed by the divine artifact Thunder Pool, turned into a streak of ice and thunder sword light.
"call out!"
The source of this power, the sword light from two extraterrestrial divine objects, first fell on the stone ax of the Bull Demon Clan warrior.
"when!"
The Bull Demon warrior holding the stone ax tightly with both hands felt as if a piece of ice and thunder exploded in the starry sky when the sword light touched the stone axe.
The majestic power of the gods that is difficult to match, such as the ice demon and the thunder god, vent their anger on the stone ax he holds.
The strong and domineering body of the Bull Demon Clan warrior and the simple stone ax suddenly sank down.
The seventh-level ice sculpture carrying him screamed miserably, and was suppressed by the residual force of the ice thunder that he transferred outwards, and died before it even hit the ground.
"Useless beast."
The Bull Demon Clan warrior cursed and flew away one step ahead of the ice sculpture before it landed.
"boom!"
He landed like a mountain, and after a few leaps and bounds, he reached the stone pier that suppressed the Hunyuan Ball.
"Old man, let's fly into the air and fight again!"
Regardless of suppressing Hunyuan Ball, Shi Dun led him towards the sky again, heading towards the Tianling Pagoda.
"call!"
The extremely huge Hunyuan ball suddenly turned into a marble the size of a thumb and fell towards the underground gap of the continent.
Heaven.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Pang Jian, who was holding the broken sword, suddenly began to exert force. With beams of sword light mixed with ice and thunder, he went around killing strong foreigners.
The sword light passed by, and all the aliens who could not avoid it died instantly!
Even the eighth-level Flame Clan warrior and the eighth-level Ghost Clan warrior had to avoid his edge.
These two foreign warriors smelled the unusual scent of divine power in the sword light. They knew that Pang Jian was extremely difficult to deal with at this moment, so they stayed away from the White Tower for a while.
Soon, except for the two of them, all the other seventh-level and sixth-level aliens and ferocious beasts were slaughtered by Pang Jian.
"Little junior brother is mighty!"
Hu Yuanfei clenched her fists and waved her arms excitedly. She boosted everyone's morale, and with a smile on her face, she said: "Fanchen, please pay attention, we should go back to the third world!"
Liu Youyu pursed his lips slightly and suddenly felt relaxed.
The eighth-level ghost warrior who put pressure on her stepped on a boulder and kept moving away from the White Tower, so that she did not need to be nervous and alert.
"Can a person born in the Sea of Chaos really be invincible in the same realm? No! With this kind of power, even the realm of Nirvana may not be able to withstand it!" Dong Wenjian of the Ancient Fa Sect secretly smacked his tongue.
Pang Jian stepped on the "Heart of Winter" and absorbed the thunder and lightning with his body. The power he displayed by swinging his sword at this moment was definitely not something that could be achieved by the Soul Traveling Realm!
Dong Wenjian vaguely felt that if Pang Jian had been like this, Zhou Yi of Jiuli Sect would not be able to get any advantage at all.
"A guy with the same surname as you, Dong, was seriously injured because of saving him. This seems to have stimulated him." Lin Manhe, who was at the lower level of Tianling Tower, stuck his head out and looked down at Pang Jian, and said seriously: "This is him Real combat power.”
Dong Wenjian's face changed slightly: "He hasn't exerted any strength?"
"Well, because you are all exerting your strength, he did not use his full strength." Lin Manhe nodded lightly and said calmly: "He has at least two rare objects that have reached the divine level. And those two rare objects , it doesn’t come from our purgatory, it has the aura of foreign gods.”
Dong Wenjian was even more shocked: "Is this kid really from the fourth realm?"
"Whenever a time of great chaos comes, in the fourth and third realms, there will always be one or two figures who can alarm the entire purgatory. He, Dong Tianze, Zhou Qingchen..." Lin Manhe's eyes said, Shining with a strange light, he said: "Our human race can dominate Purgatory, and we can go from the weakest ethnic group in the lower world to the first level of Purgatory step by step, because of people like this!"
Pang Jian, Dong Tianze, and Zhou Qingchen all came from the fourth realm that they had looked down upon before.
But it is these new leaders who shine like comets in the dark night sky, illuminating the way forward for the Purgatory Human Race and opening up a new path for the Purgatory Human Race.
The Tianling Tower is still rising gradually.
The thick lead cloud that exists forever and can be seen by the people of the Fourth Realm when they look up is already very close at hand.
At this time, Fanchen took a deep breath.
He shrunk the word "一" and held it in his palm, spreading his spiritual consciousness to rush into the lead cloud, and gain insight into the enemies that might be lurking in the lead cloud.
Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror also shined towards the lead cloud, secretly alerting the hidden opponent.
Hu Yuanfei also became nervous again.
Pang Jian, who was so powerful that he almost single-handedly helped them solve all the troubles below the White Tower, made the three eighth-level alien warriors dare not approach.
But the filthy supernatural power has spread in the third world, and alien races and ferocious beasts have appeared above.
Since Ling Yimo had set up a trap, and since many powerful foreigners responded, it was absolutely impossible not to plan carefully.
Then, when they are about to break out of the fourth realm, that lead cloud may be their last hurdle.
as expected.
"Roar!"
A huge beast with a vague figure was hidden in the depths of the lead cloud. It stared at the approaching Tianling Tower with its scarlet eyes.
Just its roar shook everyone in the Tianling Tower, and their ears and nostrils were bleeding.
Fan Chen groaned, resisting the urge to vomit blood, and took the lead in rushing into the clouds with the word "Tai Yi".
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(End of chapter)
