Chapter Seventy-Eight: Brother Deserted Tower, Are You Sleeping Dead?
The divine voice of heaven and earth roared.
The appearance of the mysterious man made many people awe-struck and did not dare to make a move.
"Who the hell is he?"
Many people are extremely confused.
"The reincarnation of the barbarian god of war in the South Ridge?" A Southridge monk guessed.
Because it is too similar, in the current life of Nanling, there is such a tyranny and power, which is very in line with the Nanling barbarians.
"He emerged from the pit." The little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi whispered.
His words were soft, but they were heard.
Not only did he have such thoughts, but Yaochi Holy Maiden, Jin Chixiao and others all had a sentence in their minds.
"There's someone above me."
As soon as these five words appeared, they could not be dissipated.
The old immortal in the forbidden area?
Immediately, many people have this kind of thought, which is not without basis, on the contrary, only this statement is the most correct, because this kind of strong person will not appear for no reason.
There is no such strong person in the world at all, and it has not appeared for thousands of years.
Even Jiang Taixu, who was born not long ago in the Eastern Wilderness, does not have such power, he is known as the God King, and his strength is obvious to all, but there is still a big gap with the mysterious man in front of him.
Exclusion zone.
A taboo word that has always been avoided by the world like a snake and scorpion.
They are too mysterious, according to legend, there is an immortal supreme living in them, even if they are holding the Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers, they can't break it, six thousand years ago, the Tianxuan Holy Land Ju clan invaded the Ancient Forbidden Land, and all died inside.
Six thousand years ago, people were not as decadent and more powerful than they are now, but they are still gone, and it is creepy to think about them.
"Knock knock!"
There were bursts of criticism from the sky, which shook the deafening sound, causing the blue sky and white clouds to collapse.
Everyone was stunned when they saw it.
"What is he doing?"
A visually striking picture appeared, the mysterious man jumped into the sky, erupted into an extremely large wave, and he smashed into the barren tower with a fist.
The waves are like the sea, the ripples are like waves, and even some old monsters are coughing up blood again and again.
Everyone is covering their ears.
There was blood flowing down the seven orifices.
No one could bear that kind of sound, as if the emperor was angry and wanted to penetrate this world.
"That man's aura is still strengthening." The old guy from the Temple of War was hit the hardest at the front, but he didn't care about this, and looked at Tianyu with a shocked expression.
"The Sage King!?"
The old guy of the Changhe Sect exclaimed.
He made a judgment that this person's strength level was not in the realm of a saint, it was definitely higher, and there might only be a little higher.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
"This is a saint king, how could it be." Everyone changed color and could no longer remain calm.
Duan De's eyes widened, and he swallowed desperately.
How could such an existence be born.
"I just said, if you go to find death, believe it." The Black Emperor glanced at it, but its expression was also a little stupid, in fact, it was very excited, and it really wanted to get the Deserted Tower.
"Wasteland, Wasteland......"
Ye Fan kept chanting this name, his eyes flickering.
"Senior sister, do you think that person's figure looks like a person?"
On the other side, Shuang'er couldn't close his mouth for a long time, and he was surprised.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi was puzzled, and there seemed to be a hint in this sentence, and a person appeared in her mind, and the figures of the two were very similar.
"It's really his elders." A whisper came from the mouth of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
She didn't think of that person as Dao Tianjun, because was that possible?
The only thing that can be thought of is that this person is the elder of Dao Tianjun's clan, you must know the direct bloodline, some people look very similar, this is not nothing.
Boom!!
Another monstrous sound.
The mysterious man is none other than Dao Tianjun, he rushed out of the small world by gnawing on the medicine that can make people sick, in order to get the barren tower, he gnawed two medicines in a row, in order to make his duration longer.
"Hey, aren't you resuscitating yet?!" A loud voice swept away from the nine heavens.
Listen to this voice.
Then I heard the rapid crash.
Everyone was speechless, they could be sure that this was definitely a person from the wasteland, and it also had a lot to do with Dao Tianjun, this tone was too similar.
No one knows why for Dao Tianjun's approach.
Only Dao Tianjun himself knows what he is doing, first, he is trying the strength of the Deserted Tower, wanting to judge his strength by this, and second, the Deserted Pagoda has not really recovered.
The machine spirit seems to be closed and has not manifested, and it seems that the machine spirit is asleep or encountering some difficulties in perception.
And if you want to get the Wild Tower, you must get the approval of the Wild Tower.
He didn't know how to wake up.
Therefore, the most primitive method can only be used, as long as this kind of Extreme Dao Emperor soldier is affected by danger, it can definitely recover itself, not to mention that the origin of this barren tower is not ordinary.
As for how to find death in this way, Dao Tianjun doesn't know, but he is afraid of poverty and hunger, but he is not afraid of death.
"Brother Desert, are you sleeping dead?"
Dao Tianjun was puzzled, and he punched again.
Did I use too little force?
That's stronger.
Fang Zheng didn't use all his strength.
In the world, he has always been very low-key, rarely using all his strength, and this time is the same.
Rumble!!
Just as Dao Tianjun was about to strengthen his strength, his body trembled suddenly, and he felt an extraordinary aura.
This breath is not unfamiliar.
Qingdi is alive?!
Dao Tianjun was taken aback, is this guy still there?
"Little friend come in and see you." A coughing sigh came from the barren tower and submerged into Dao Tianjun's ears.
"Ahem...... Your old man is still alive. ”
Dao Tianjun snorted haha.
He was really speechless in his heart, why is the Qingdi still alive, obviously he has already sat down, if he knew that the Qingdi was still alive, he wouldn't come out if he was killed.
At this moment, the barren tower shook, and a light covered Dao Tianjun.
Seeing this, Dao Tianjun did not resist.
Because the Qing Emperor had no killing intent, and listening to his tone, there seemed to be something wrong, so he didn't bother to resist, he committed suicide if he couldn't do it, and then hid in the wasteland, he really didn't believe that the Qing Emperor could enter the wasteland, and the wasteland was not willing to contact too much.
"He's gone?! Is it dead? ”
Seeing Dao Tianjun's figure disappear suddenly, everyone was shocked.
The divine power of the Deserted Tower was too powerful, even if they could only perceive it vaguely, they didn't dare to probe out too much divine sense, for fear that their divine souls would be damaged, so they could only perceive that the Deserted Tower burst out with a ray of light, covering Dao Tianjun.
In a mysterious gray space.
Dao Tianjun saw a thin figure, sitting cross-legged on the futon, seemingly thin body, but there was a divine power that suppressed the heavens, and the eight desolations of heaven and earth were invincible in the world.
He sat there calmly, seemingly plain, but even more extraordinary.
There is a kind of power between the eyebrows, looking down on the red dust.
This figure Dao Tianjun understands who he is, the Qing Emperor, the last person to preach in the post-deserted ancient era......
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