"Havoc?!"

Mu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and almost at the same time, he suddenly felt a great horror coming.

That kind of crisis can be called devastating, even the Martial King, who he now regards as the supreme powerhouse, and even, the Martial Emperor and the strong, have been slaughtered like pigs and dogs!

Hiss!

With a shudder, Mu Feng woke up from the shock.

"It's horrible!"

Mu Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered.

"Got it?"

There was a hint of surprise in the machine spirit's words.

"It's no wonder that you are a son of great luck, and it is normal to feel a trace of that kind of catastrophe!"

Machine spirit, dignified way.

However, before Mu Feng was a little complacent, he was a son of great luck.

The machine spirit said in an undisguised voice of disgust: "However, you are too weak now, and in the face of such a catastrophe, you are not even cannon fodder!"

Mu Feng: "......"

"How long will it be until the real catastrophe strikes?"

Mu Feng asked in a deep voice, after all, with his current speed, in a hundred years, at that time, Mu Feng has the confidence to grow into a giant!

He was still young, and all he lacked was time to grow.

"More than a hundred years, less than a few decades!"

The machine spirit said heavily.

Jian Feng frowned slightly, and Mu Feng also felt a heavy pressure.

Soon, the young man was freed from that solemn atmosphere, it was useless to think too much, and working hard to improve his strength was the king.

"So, my reward?"

Mu Feng looked at the void with burning eyes.

"Hehe, in the war between heaven and earth back then, many of the master's treasures were consumed, so now there is only this Zhentian Tower and this troll corpse left to you. ”

Mu Feng didn't have too much to lose, after all, it was already a great opportunity to get this former Dao soldier.

Even, Mu Feng had no doubt that if someone recognized this great killing weapon between heaven and earth, I am afraid that the Martial Emperor and the Martial Emperor would come one after another, setting off a bloody storm!

"Why did you choose me? Also, can you tell me about this troll corpse and the tower of Zhentian?"

Mu Feng asked.

"Because, you have cultivated the exercises that your master once practiced-the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Venerable Scripture!"

"What?!"

Mu Feng was shocked, the first time he heard that in addition to him, there were people who practiced this exercise.

"Don't be surprised, the reason why Zhentian Tower was born is that on the one hand, it sensed that catastrophe, and on the other hand, it was naturally because it felt that the martial artists who also practiced this exercise!"

"And the so-called selection is just a pretense to test you, although you are very weak now, but there are still some commendable things about your qualifications and character. ”

"The former master, but the strongest one between heaven and earth, I hope that you have obtained the Zhentian Tower, don't insult it. ”

The machine spirit said to himself.

"This troll corpse is a demon saint that was killed by the master when he was not yet a god master, and it is comparable to a human martial saint powerhouse. ”

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

Hiss!

Mu Feng was shocked.

With the memory of the peerless Ruthless Emperor, he naturally knew the meaning of the Martial Saint.

That kind of strong person is definitely standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid in this world, and the mountains and the earth are cracked between the gestures, and the galaxy is reversed!

Smashing his mouth, Mu Feng looked at the corpse of the troll in front of him in shock, which still made his heart tremble.

Back then, the owner of the Heavenly Tower in this town was really too fierce!

"Now you, this troll corpse, you don't need it yet. ”

"However, my next words, every sentence, you must listen carefully, this matter is related to the impending catastrophe, my human race, the key to victory!"

Ignoring Mu Feng's shock, the machine spirit continued.

Mu Feng was awe-struck and listened carefully.

"In the past, my lord's name was: Wuzun. Under his seat, there are nine Martial Saint-level powerhouses. Eight of them have already fallen, but there is still one Cloud Saint, who may still be alive in the world. ”

"Therefore, you need to find him to assist you in repairing the Zhentian Tower, so that you can hope to truly restore the power of the Zhentian Tower's former destruction of the world!"

"Cloud Saint?!"

Mu Feng said in a low voice, his eyes flickering.

But in my heart, I was full of slander.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of such peerless powerhouses, I am an ant that can be destroyed with a single breath.

Assist yourself, don't be funny!

Before he had the ability to protect himself, he would never jump in front of that person.

Otherwise, if someone has a bad intention, they will not be able to destroy themselves and replace them.

"But you also pay special attention to the catastrophe between heaven and earth back then, only Yun Sheng survived, and there may be some reasons worth pondering. ”

Saying this, the voice of the machine spirit was filled with a hint of extreme coldness and weakness.

Mu Feng's eyes shrank, and he faintly guessed in his heart, could it be that this machine spirit suspected that the so-called 'Cloud Saint' might be a traitor?!

This gave Mu Feng a headache, and he smiled bitterly, it seems that this Zhentian Tower is really a hot potato.

"I'm going to fall asleep soon, and I'll pass on the repair method of the Zhentian Tower to you soon, boy, so do it yourself. ”

Saying this, it was as if the spirit was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Hey, now, what is the use of this Heavenly Tower?"

Mu Feng hurriedly asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Hmm... It can be used as a storage weapon. ”

Zhentian Tower said weakly.

"However, when the people were refining the Zhentian Tower, the power of the law of time was engraved in it, and every time it was restored to one percent of its power, the speed of time in this tower could be doubled!"

"In other words, the Zhentian Tower has all been restored, and one year of cultivation in it is equivalent to a hundred years in the outside world!"

"Shhh

Hearing this, even Mu Feng's calmness couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy.

If all of this Zhentian Tower is restored, one year of cultivation is equivalent to a hundred years in the outside world, what a rebellion!

The problem of time that you lack the most is no longer a problem!

"Good baby!"

Mu Feng trembled with excitement.

"Congratulations... Big brother!"

The little eagle opened his senses, and he couldn't help but be happy for Mu Feng.

"Hmm!"

Mu Feng nodded and said happily: "When the time comes, our brothers will cultivate in the tower together and become the strongest in this world together!"

The boy was in high spirits, and the little eagle was also very excited.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the space trembled, and a small crystal tower levitated in front of him.

It exudes dazzling colorful light and is beautiful.

"Beautiful?"

Mu Feng couldn't help but be intoxicated, could this be the original appearance of Zhentian Tower!

Thinking of the quaint appearance of the Zhentian Tower outside, it seems that it is indeed quite damaged!

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Mu Feng only felt that his mind was rising, and a stream of information flowed in.

Among them, there are records about how to refine the Zhentian Tower, and of course, how to repair it!

Call~~~

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Mu Feng sat down cross-legged.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, a drop of essence blood shot out and poured directly into the crystal miniature Zhentian Tower.

At the same time, the eyebrows were agitated, and the surging power of the divine soul began to entangle upward.

"Let's go, refining!"

.......

(End of chapter)