On the barren plain, Jian Chen's purple and green swords strode forward, and when he came to the area where there was no mist within a radius of dozens of miles, Jian Chen's also became cautious, not daring to be as careless as he was in the fog before.

In the fog that covers the sky and the sun, only the fierce spirits need to be guarded against, and some of these fierce spirits are powerful enough to pose a threat to the Holy Emperor, and even let the Holy Emperor fall, but in front of the strong people in the Source Realm, no matter how powerful the fierce spirits are, they cannot pose the slightest threat to them, because the fierce spirits born in the fog are the strongest and only the Holy Emperor.

However, on this plain, there is a terrible thing that makes the Source Realm fall, and it is the True Pagoda left here by the Saint Realm's supreme powerhouse.

Jian Chen's expression finally became stern after walking on the plain for more than thirty miles, with a touch of solemnity, staring straight ahead, the holy light flashing in his eyes.

I saw that more than ten kilometers in front of him, an ancient tower was standing there quietly, the ancient tower was hundreds of meters high, it looked very ordinary, there was no slightest strangeness, the only thing that could attract attention was the sword marks distributed on this ancient tower.

Each sword mark is very deep, deeply engraved on the ancient tower, making this originally very ordinary ancient tower look very broken and scarred. Moreover, among these sword marks, there was a faint divine light flickering in each of them, and a powerful sword aura was emitted from time to time.

This sword aura is so strong that it is earth-shattering, and there is no doubt that it has the power to destroy the world, even if it is as strong as sword dust, when he feels these sword qi, his heart is beating in shock.

Jian Chen stopped, stood there and stared at the True Tower silently for a moment, then took a deep breath, slowly calmed down his mood, and walked towards the True Tower with a firm pace.

Suddenly, standing in front of the original static dilapidated ancient tower, suddenly began to vibrate, with the vibration of the ancient tower, the space around the ancient tower immediately produced layers of ripples, the space is violently shaking, so that the ancient tower looms, at the same time, with the vibration of the ancient tower, there is a fluctuation visible to the naked eye, with a power that seems to be able to destroy the world and spread rapidly, where the ripples pass, the space is violently distorted, if it is not for the ancient tower where the space without white fog is incomparably solid, far beyond the sea outside, I am afraid that just the spread of this ripple can destroy the entire area here。

Jian Chen's gaze became extremely fierce in an instant, when he and the Seagod Temple's master Arti Blue Devil came here, he had fled under this ripple, but at this moment, he faced this terrifying ripple as before, but he did not dodge or dodge, between thoughts, the Ziying Sword turned into a purple rainbow and flew into his hand, Jian Chen held the Ziying Sword, and directly stabbed the ripple that spread rapidly.

A sword came out, and suddenly the sky was full of purple clouds, and there was a dazzling light flashing on the Ziying sword, exuding a shocking sword aura, this sword, integrated into Jian Chen's perception of the way of the sword, with a trace of the power of the rules, this sword of Ling, has the slightest weakness than the power of the late Nayuan period, and even the strong people in the later stage of Nayuan have to change color in the face of this sword.

"Bang!"

The Ziying Sword collided with the ripples with earth-shattering power, and suddenly broke out with a dull sound, and a terrifying energy aftermath erupted, forming a ruining storm that rushed to the surroundings, pressing the entire earth to sink, cracking countless cracks, but when this ruining storm rushed towards the fog in the high sky, it dissipated out of thin air before it came into contact with the mist, as if this had become another realm, and the area shrouded in the mist were two different worlds.

Jian Chen's body shook violently, but his body stood firmly in place and did not retreat, but his feet had fallen deep into the incomparably hard soil.

At this moment, with Jian Chen as the center, within a radius of dozens of miles, the earth has sunk more than a foot compared to before, and with the sinking of the earth, the soil has become harder, and it has become like a rock.

Just when the True Tower shook out a circle of ripples to attack the sword dust, those sword marks on the ancient tower also suddenly became brighter, at this moment, one hundred and eight sword marks on the ancient tower, each of which exuded a dazzling light, and thirty-six illusory divine swords came out, slowly wandering around the ancient tower, and began to suppress the ancient tower.

The ancient tower kept shaking, and inside the tower, there was a muffled sound from time to time, as if it was competing with the seal of the sword mark, but there was no second ripple.

After a few moments, the tremors of the ancient tower gradually weakened, until finally there was complete silence, and the whole ancient tower once again regained its previous dead silence, standing there motionless.

Jian Chen stared intently at the ancient tower, and the Ziying Sword was held by him as he spoke, surrounded by a layer of purple light, covering the true face of the Ziying Sword. When the ancient tower was completely silent, Jian Chen approached the ancient tower again.

Although the True Tower was damaged, after all, the machine spirit was still there, and the True True Tower controlled by the machine spirit could still exert unimaginable power, and it was definitely not close to the strong people of the Source Realm, even if the strength reached the original source, it was difficult to protect themselves in the face of it, but at the moment, the True Tower had the seal of the Immortal Venerable, so that the power it could exert was limited, and it was no longer an easy task to kill the sword dust.

Next, there was no movement from the True Tower, as if it had completely fallen silent, until Jian Chen had already walked in front of the gate of the True Tower, and the True Tower did not make the slightest reaction.

Standing in front of the gate, Jian Chen looked up at the broken ancient tower hundreds of meters high in front of him, one hundred and eight sword marks on the broken ancient tower, each of which was several zhang long, at this moment these sword marks were still dazzling, the sword aura was soaring, and thirty-six illusory swords were swimming in the sky, containing the trajectory of the avenue, and the power of rules was permeated.

Jian Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he had secretly raised his vigilance to the highest, although the ancient tower was silent, the seal on it had been operating, which made Jian Chen's heart understand that the ancient tower in front of him was not as quiet as it seemed.

The gate on the first floor of the ancient tower, which is dozens of meters high, has been broken, and the broken location is a layer of powerful energy condensation, forming a slightly illusory gate blocked there, which is almost materialized.

At this moment, Jian Chen's sword suddenly appeared, and the Ziying Sword collided with the gate of the True Tower, and suddenly a deafening roar broke out, and the True Tower stood there unmoved, and this broken gate didn't even shake, but the illusory part of the part was composed of energy, but the light was a little dim.