The Lord of the Sword Tower, who had disappeared for a long time because of a woman, suddenly appeared in the Demon Spirit Continent.
One person and one sword, hovering above the land.
All the aliens from the fifth realm, including ferocious beasts, were frightened by this fat man in blue.
No matter where they are, they can clearly feel that there is a sword intent that is faintly locked on them.
However, those sword intentions that were enough to kill them were all hidden.
Because they are not qualified enough.
Because Li Zhaotian disdains this.
"Pang Jian!"
Li Zhaotian's voice echoed throughout the world, allowing every alien and ferocious beast to hear it clearly.
"It doesn't seem to be there."
He frowned slightly, first disappeared suddenly, and then suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Ying.
On the broken flat mountain peak, the eighth-level magical armored beast shivered and crawled to the ground in a very wise manner.
As for Xuan Ying, the strongest genius of the Demon Scale Clan, she was holding the long serrated knife. Her narrow and sharp eyes were filled with introverted light at this moment.
She was breathing heavily and her heartbeat was racing, as if she knew she would die at any moment.
Li Zhaotian asked calmly: "Where is he?"
"Not seen."
Xuanying lowered his head slightly and said: "There must be a strange object in him that can move across the void. I searched deep into the earth and could not feel any trace of his existence."
Li Zhaotian's eyes looked strange, he touched his round chin and murmured: "I didn't sense the sword command either."
His vast divine consciousness turned into wisps of sword intent and wandered around the Demon Spirit Continent. No life with blood and soul could escape the scrutiny of his divine consciousness.
But he really couldn't smell Pang Jian's breath, nor was he aware of the sword command.
"Girl, your bloodline is only level seven, I won't do anything to you."
After a moment, Li Zhaotian narrowed his eyes and sneered, saying mockingly: "We sent out several eighth-level bloodline warriors, but they failed to kill Fan Chen and others. It's really embarrassing."
"Xuan Ying, you are the last face of the people in the fifth realm, but I will not bully the big ones."
"So, please summon your father."
After saying this, he sat down on the ground.
A group of eighth-level alien warriors, one after another with ferocious beasts, holding back the sword intent that followed them like a shadow, gathered next to the broken mountain peak where Xuan Ying was located.
They thought that Xuanying would die, and that Li Zhaotian would go on a killing spree to kill this proud man of the Demon Scale clan.
"My father is Li Bai, the current leader of the Demon Scale Clan, with a tenth-level bloodline." Xuanying's eyes flashed with surprise.
Li Zhaotian nodded: "I know."
After a pause, he spoke again: "I came down from the upper realm, firstly to find my disciple Pang Jian, and secondly to select a tenth-level strongman from the fifth realm."
Xuanying was in awe and said: "Please wait a moment!"
"Um."
When Xuanying threw out the long serrated knife, and the scene of pieces of land shattering inside the magic knife emerged, there were thoughts that belonged to her, reaching the fifth realm of eternal darkness.
After a while.
"If you don't mind, can you move to another place and have a good fight with my father?"
Xuanying asked for Li Zhaotian's opinion and said: "My father said that the complete land of Purgatory is too rare. He is unwilling to wield the magic sword or break the foundation of this world like his ancestors."
"Okay." Li Zhaotian agreed happily.
"Thank you."
Xuan Ying respectfully saluted Li Zhaotian with the highest etiquette of the Demon Scale Clan, and said: "My father solemnly promises that this battle is not fair because his bloodline has reached the tenth level. Therefore, he will never allow it. Another strong person in the world participates.”
The respect in her eyes grew stronger, and she continued: "My father admires you very much when you came to the Demon Spirit Continent and did not kill the weak and innocent indiscriminately."
Li Zhaotian grinned: "Stop talking nonsense and give me the specific place."
"good."
…
Xuanyou Continent.
In the main hall of Yinling Temple.
"Your actual level of cultivation has surpassed that of my master. If nothing unexpected happens, your combat power should be higher than mine." Han Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Will you accept the position of leader of Yinling Temple? ?”
Dong Tianze shook his head and said: "I am used to working alone and don't like to be in charge of a sect."
Han Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment and said: "There are people from Demon Sect, Pure Land, Yuan Qing, and Taiyi Divine Kingdom who have expressed strong interest in you. With your realm and cultivation, you are enough to serve as a guest minister in any party. As your ranking rises, you can also choose at will from those spiritual treasures of the sect’s divine kingdom.”
Dong Tianze's realm has improved too quickly. For him, the Yinling Temple is indeed...the temple gate is too small.
This also made Han Zhiyuan feel embarrassed.
"I have no intention of serving as a guest in another sect, nor do I want to take over the position of leader." Dong Tianze bent down to salute, lowered his head and said, "It's you, master, who chose me in the fourth realm. No matter what your reasons are, it's you." Arrange for Tianling Pagoda to come down and teach me the orthodox soul cultivation techniques of Yinling Temple."
"Then, I am a member of the Yinling Temple, and I will always be."
He turned and left.
Returning to his cave, he looked at the ghost altar without saying a word, wrote another note and sent it over.
——Where are you?
After escaping, he used the Yinling Temple to inquire about Pang Jian's news.
As a result, everyone said that Pang Jian would definitely die.
But he still refused to believe it.
He used the way he communicated with Pang Jian to manipulate the ghost altar, writing notes and passing them on every now and then.
He firmly believes that Pang Jian is still alive, and he also believes that Pang Jian will build a ghost altar like him at a certain moment one day and tell him that he is safe and sound.
But he didn't know the specific day, so when no one summoned him, he meditated in this cave.
This was done so that he could know immediately when Pang Jian was summoned.
A few days later.
Before he could hear from Pang Jian, he learned through his master Han Zhiyuan that Li Zhaotian from Jianlou entered the Demon Spirit Continent with a sword and started a battle with Li Bai, the leader of the Demon Scale Clan in the fifth realm.
After the battle between Level 10 Li Bai and Li Zhaotian, both sides were seriously injured.
Li Zhaotian returned to the Sword Tower to heal his injuries, while Li Bai entered the Demon Spirit Continent and became the ruler of the fourth realm.
After this battle, Li Zhaotian's fierce fighting power shocked all the aliens in the fifth realm.
Li Bai, who has reached the tenth level of bloodline, is the most famous strong man in the fifth realm. However, Li Zhaotian, who has not been promoted to a true god, can injure Li Bai with just his peak immortal realm cultivation.
If this person were promoted to a true god, how high would his combat power be?
…
"Pang Jian, Li Zhaotian, this pair of master and disciple shines in the whole purgatory!"
"Li Zhaotian dares to go deep into the fourth realm with one man and one sword, and dares to challenge a tenth-level powerhouse. He is worthy of being the master of the sword tower!"
"The Sword Tower is the real pillar of the human race during the Great Tribulation of Purgatory!"
"Sword Tower!"
Similar praises and praises appeared in the gathering places of major human monks, making the practitioners of Jianlou feel proud and proud no matter where they were.
…
Demon Spirit Continent.
In the stone city temporarily built by the Demon Scale Clan, Ling Yimo's illusory soul came uninvited and rushed into the eyes of the Demon Scale Clan father and daughter who were talking.
"Lord Zi Mo."
Xuan Ying, whose face was not covered with bright silver scales and whose appearance was extremely beautiful and outstanding, knew that the visitor was a majestic identity of the galaxy ghost clan in the outer realm, and said respectfully: "Who are you?"
The solid soul was cut off by Li Zhaotian with a sword, and the soul turned into the illusory supernatural god Zi Mo again. E Mei frowned slightly and said: "Li Bai, why did you let Li Zhaotian go back alive?"
Wearing a long snow-white dress, with no scales left on his body, the leader of the Demon Scale Clan, who looked like a human teacher, smiled casually and said: "I can't let him die."
"I arranged for someone else to cooperate, why don't you allow it?" Zi Mo said coldly.
The extraordinarily handsome leader of the Demon Scale Clan, with slightly gray hair on his temples, looks to be in his early forties, and has an extremely chic and outstanding demeanor.
His smile did not change and he said: "Before the battle, I made it clear that this was a battle between the two of us and would never involve a third person."
"Lord Zi Mo, do you want me to betray my faith and be despised by the world?"
He dared to ridicule the high-ranking god of the ghost clan.
"I think it's worth betraying your trust for Li Zhaotian." Zi Mo said with a cold expression: "You should know that once he is promoted to a true god, he will be the most powerful existence in the human race. Not only the world of purgatory, but also the vast galaxy outside, all the gods will be affected by him. Consecrated to the gods and frightened."
"It's worth paying any price to kill Li Zhaotian like this!"
Zi Mo threw the ground and said loudly.
Li Bai smiled and shook his head, saying, "Sorry, the faith I uphold is higher than Li Zhaotian's life."
"You will suffer the consequences!" Zi Mo said angrily.
"If one day, I die because of Li Zhaotian's apotheosis, I won't complain." Li Bai was extremely cool. He had long looked down on life and death, saying: "After I die, a stronger shadow will appear. We demons The Scale Clan is never afraid of death, they are only afraid that it is not a worthy death, but they are afraid that their death is not worth it."
…
Tianyuan City, in the elegant manor built by Xiaoshu Pang Ling for Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who teleported to Qianli Yunze, healed his injuries with the help of Xiaoshu's life energy, replaced his spiritual power with dirty supernatural power, and filled his Dantian. He just learned that Li Zhaotian was injured and returned to the Sword Tower.
"That's the way it is."
Pang Ling, who was in the form of a soul, learned about the indeterminate battle through the ideological sea of the Mu tribe, and said quietly: "Father, are you ready to leave?"
Today, His wisdom is in full bloom.
He knew Pang Jian's identity in the Human Sword Tower, understood the emotions of the human master and apprentice, and also knew several of Pang Jian's friends.
Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, Dong Tianze, Qi Qingsong and others.
For those who were close to Pang Jian, he either relied on the Mu Clan's ideology or asked the Mu Clan to delve into it deliberately, which made him well aware of Pang Jian's current situation and situation.
Pang Jian has recovered from his injuries. He has been carving the flesh and blood body recently, and he is a little absent-minded.
He felt that the time of separation had come again.
"Master, you were injured because of me."
While Pang Jian was feeling gloomy, he felt moved again.
He did not expect that the master who had not really met him and had been "imprisoned" by a woman would actually search for traces of him from the entire continent for him to go deep into the demon spirit continent of the fourth realm.
Because of him, Li Zhaotian fought with the leader of the Demon Scale Clan and was seriously injured.
"I'll send a message first."
After pondering for a moment, he did not take out the sword order from his bracelet, but chose to build a ghost altar.
Once the ghost altar was completed, countless pieces of paper flew out like snowflakes.
"Pang Jian, where are you? I know you are still alive!"
"As soon as you see the message, tell me your whereabouts and I will come right away to find you!"
"I know that you must be seriously injured and still undergoing painful recuperation, so you are unable to build a ghost altar."
"Pang Jian, remember to tell me your movements as soon as possible!"
"I know you must be alive!"
"..."
Dozens of notes were scattered around Pang Jian, all containing Dong Tianze's urgent words.
…
(End of chapter)
