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The ancient and mysterious bronze hall is majestic and solemn, covering hundreds of zhang of the sky, and the huge bronze pillars are towering to the sky, carving the angry faces of ancient immortals, demons, gods and demons, and a terrifying aura is brewing in the palace.

The huge bronze hall door is closed, there are countless mottled scratches on it, imprinted with the traces of time, there are a lot of corpses piled up below, there are human races, there are demons, white bones are forested, the front of the door is piled up into a mountain, endless years, the fairy and demon qi have been dissipated, and the bones are also rotten to almost annihilation.

The sword light flickered, and the sorrow fell in front of the hall, and there was a strong wind blowing, and the pile of corpses and bones suddenly disappeared.

Correspondingly, the magic weapons beside the bones turned into powder and dissipated without a trace under the sudden strong wind, and the rest were also broken and turned into a pile of useless scrap copper and rotten iron.

Broken sorrow shook his head, thousands of years have passed, those remnant treasures have been eroded by the years, tempered by the spiritual treasure array, and they have long lost their aura and no longer have any power.

But......... This iron rod....... It doesn't seem to have affected much!

Looking at the pitch-black iron rod that was obliquely inserted on the jade ground in front of him, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the closer he was, the clearer he sensed the fluctuating aura on the iron rod.

Violent, fiery, with a desire not to be mediocre, it is getting stronger.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to hold the iron rod, his fingers were sharp, and he struggled to pull it out.

"Boom ........."

The crimson flames soared into the sky, roaring, the flames dancing into dragons, the fiery and terrifying temperatures, and the baked void was extremely distorted.

This is not an iron rod, but a black war spear, two meters long and three, the spear body has mysterious flame patterns, the spear is as long as a crescent moon, and like the fangs of a fierce beast, the cold light is shining, the ridge is cold, and when I look at it suddenly, I thought it was a fire god dragon rising from the sky, drinking the moon and roaring.

"The best war spear, good thing!"

Broken Sorrow danced the war spear casually, the divine flame was scorching, the dragon danced for a long time, and the domineering spear edge shattered a void, and he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The name of the war spear is called Yanliu, it is an innate spirit treasure-level divine weapon, it was damaged in the battle, and it has been suppressed in this bronze hall for tens of millions of years, and then it has been reduced to the level of the best magic weapon.

"Although the treasure is good, it is not suitable for me after all, I want to disappoint you, stay at ease for a while, I won't be lonely for too long, after a while, I will find you a master again!"

Feeling the excited and violent breath on the Yanliu War Spear, he shook his head and laughed lightly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to the war spear in his opponent, he put it away.

At this moment, the entire bronze hall changed color, and the terrible magic sound filled the surroundings, and a demon head shuttled through the void, rolling, looking extremely terrifying.

"Poof..........."

The sharp edge slashed in the air, and behind him, a huge and hideous demon head was cut into pieces by the sword, and the moment the head and corpse fell to the ground, it was shocked into powder demonic qi and disappeared.

"Those who trespass on the Corpse Ancestor Temple will be killed!"

In front of the bronze hall, on the four huge bronze pillars, the immortals, demons, gods, and demons have four breaths, and the majestic figure stepped out of it, with a full twenty or thirty zhang figure, on both sides of the jade avenue in front of the temple gate, there are ten figures ten feet high and stepped out, and the fairies, demons, gods and demons are all there, all with angry faces, and a solemn face.

Behind him, the bronze pillar stood in the sky, but the murals of gods and demons carved on it had disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"Ancient gods and demons?"

Broken sorrow was slightly moved, his eyes were full of divine light, he glanced around, and then stared at the four huge figures in front of the hall, Shaoqing, as if he had seen through something, shook his head, with a touch of ridicule, and said in a cold voice:

"Among you, there are immortals, demons, gods, and demons, all of whom are ancient and famous supernatural powers, but now, they are just wisps of immortal remnants, detained in this innate spiritual treasure, guarding the door for people, it is really sad and lamentable!"

The black light shone, and among the four figures in front of the hall, the demon king stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and turned into a black black long stick in his palm.

Its body is like an ape, with a green horn on its head, and its body is densely covered with green scales, and there are black mangs circulating, as if it has been touched by the pain in its heart, and at this time it is furious, and it grins at the blood-colored beast's mouth, showing sharp teeth, and roars angrily:

"Oh, where did you come from, boy, even with an ant like you, you dare to talk about ancient demons, treat this saint, and kill you with a stick!"

The voice is like an old bear, and it is as sharp as a monkey's hiss, and the demon body is thirty feet high, almost half as tall as the bronze hall.

A demon king, like a Shura, it holds a trident, with a human shape, an ugly face, and a pair of huge flesh wings that are as hideous as blood on its back, such as a magic hook on the long tail of the whip, and the blood is bursting, containing poison.

On the side, the immortal moon robe and star crown, all beards are white, and thirty-six starlight swords roam in the air around them, each of which contains a terrifying aura and a terrifying edge.

"Those who trespass on the Corpse Ancestor Temple will be killed!"

The god general's face was cold and solemn, and he looked at Xuan Chou and coldly repeated what he had said before, and then, he saw a twenty-four-story exquisite pagoda in his hand, flying out of his hand, and suppressing it on the spot.

At the same time, the twenty Dharma bodies on both sides of the jade road also surrounded them at this moment, their faces were cold, their anger was monstrous, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Groaning ........."

A majestic and domineering sword roar rose, his face was expressionless, and with a move of his empty hand, the Tianlin sword floated and manifested in his palm, the unicorn roared, the sword was swallowed, and the clear and flawless white jade avenue suddenly cracked a sword mark.

"Whoever stops me today will be slaughtered!"

Word by word, without any emotion, like a sonorous sword, slashing the heart.

The Demon Saint and the Demon King laughed at the same time, and a huge sound wave shook the bronze hall, covering the thunder.

"The ant-like Terran monk is actually going to slaughter us, are you overwhelmed, or do you want to be dying!"

"It seems that he is still a sword cultivator, the flesh and blood of the human sword cultivator, but it is extremely extraordinary, I haven't drunk blood for thousands of years, I have almost forgotten the taste of blood and food, and the hybrid like livestock dares to stretch out their claws to us!"

"Boom ........."

As if in response to the words of the demons, with the boundless power, the divine tower fell violently, a loud noise shook the heavens and the earth, like a giant tower, standing in front of the bronze hall, twenty-four layers of pagodas, each layer is dazzling, each layer represents a heavenly dome town.

This is the Heavenly Divine Tower, twenty-four floors, representing the twenty-four heavens, under the Divine Tower, even the reincarnation of the heavens will also be suppressed, the ancient gods war, I don't know how many strong people of the human race, fell under this divine tower.

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