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When Zhu Zhu rushed to the Martial God Tower, the Great Elder had already walked out of the Martial God Pagoda with Yan Jitian and started to move in the sky nearby.

Fortunately, the Martial God Tower itself was an artifact, and it did not collapse due to the fierce battle between the two, but the tower body was still shaking because of the mana surge.

The Qi refining period monks on the Martial God Pagoda Square and the other people who came to watch the gathering of the tower couldn't bear this terrible pressure, some of them fell directly to the ground and couldn't get up, and they ran away early in the morning when they saw the opportunity to cultivate better, and the Yuanying Daojun of the three major sects in the city rushed to suppress the formation, and no one noticed Zhu Zhu in the chaos.

The dense dark clouds above the Martial God Pagoda rushed and surged like a wave, the original clear sky had become like a dark night, the breath of death and despair shrouded the entire square, and the blood-red light and shadow flowed down from the sky above the top of the Martial God Tower, like thick plasma spreading and flowing above the tower body, where the red light passed, the solid tower body made a crackling and bursting sound, and the smooth and smooth stone wall began to rapidly weathering and cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's the Blood Pool Demon Fire!

As long as there is enough time, this terrifying heavenly fire, which is the true meaning of destruction, can completely turn the Martial God Tower into ashes, and all the monks in the tower will accompany them to the funeral!

The Great Elder naturally wouldn't see this kind of thing happening, and soon there was an extra layer of crystal-like shell on the surface of the Martial God Tower, and when the blood pool demon fire touched this layer of crystal shell, the flow speed suddenly slowed down.

However, the Heavenly Fire was always the Heavenly Fire, and the time that the Great Elder could support was limited, so he could only wait anxiously for the Great Elder of the other two major sects to arrive as soon as possible.

"Yan Jitian, this emperor really overestimates you. Do you really think that you can take the Martial God Tower away with your own strength?! "The Great Elder is fighting against the attacks of the fusion of two Heavenly Flames at the same time, and he also has to divide his mana to protect the Martial God Tower, which is really difficult.

If it weren't for the fact that Yan Jitian had not yet broken through the Mahayana period, and there was an obvious difference in cultivation level between the two sides, he would definitely lose this battle.

This is still because Yan Jitian wanted to destroy the Martial God Tower and divide the blood pool demon fire to burn the tower body, so he did not use the three heavenly fire fusion skills, otherwise the Great Elder was afraid that it would be even more difficult.

The Great Elder remembered that Zhu Zhu had said that he had "not done his best" before. Sure enough, it was not a bluff, two or more heavenly fires were fused together, and the power was really shocking.

"If you can't take it away, then burn it! This is definitely something that this palace can do with the power of one person. You're waiting for those two old ghosts of Jin Baozong and Sacrificial Sect, hehe! They're busy today. I'm afraid that for a while, you won't be able to wait for them to appear......" Yan Jitian has completely recovered his true appearance, with a lazy smile on his demonic and handsome face, and he looks confident.

The Great Elder felt a pang in his heart, under normal circumstances, the Great Elder of the other two factions should indeed appear at this time, but there was no movement at all, could it be that there was something wrong with them?!

Yan Jitian has always acted cunning and treacherous. If he hadn't planned carefully, he would never have risked his life like this.

The Great Elder's heart was awe-inspiring, knowing that today's affairs were afraid that they would not be good, he glanced at the top of the Martial God Pagoda covered in the blood pool demon fire with a complicated expression, which was the supreme holy place in the hearts of the Martial Kingdom, the ninth layer of the Martial God Tower.

There are countless legends about the ninth layer of the Martial God Tower, and only a few people know what will ascend to the ninth layer and become holy. It's just rumors.

Those who ascend to the ninth floor will become the master of the Martial God Tower, and will have the opportunity to obtain the supreme exercises and inheritance left by the ancestors of the Martial Kingdom, and some "things" of immeasurable value will be sealed on it.

And everyone who wants to ascend to the ninth layer needs to endure the trials that are extremely harsh, even the Great Elder himself can only reach the eighth layer.

The current situation is critical, if it is delayed any longer. If the ninth layer of the Martial God Pagoda was defaced by the blood pool demon fire, they couldn't afford the consequences at all.

The Great Elder made a decision almost immediately, and flew to the top of the tower, his hands quickly sealed, and a huge ice rune fell from the sky through the crimson light and shadow of the blood pool demon fire. Sink directly into the top of the tower and disappear.

As the ice talisman disappeared, the Martial God Tower suddenly stopped shaking, and a cold aura spread rapidly from the ninth layer, unexpectedly dispersing the thick blood pool demon fire as liquid in an instant, and a phantom figure of a white-clothed and white-haired old man appeared in the air, brushing it towards the direction of Yan Jitian.

The castration of this palm looked very slow, and even revealed a bit of elegance and indifference, but it shook Yan Jitian nearly a hundred zhang away at once!

Several Yuanying Daojun, who were watching the battle in the square, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Great Elder has summoned the soul of the artifact to help! The Martial God Pagoda has been worshiped by the monks of the Martial Kingdom for many years, as an artifact, the strength of its soul is difficult to compare with the monks of the Mahayana period, and it is no wonder that Yan Jitian will be defeated in one move.

Although Yan Jitian was frustrated, he was also carrying a heavy treasure and was not too seriously injured, he raised his eyes and looked coldly at the phantom of the white-clothed old man who gradually blurred in the air, and hummed: "This palace depends on whether your soul can block the fire of destruction in this palace!" ”

As he spoke, a jet-black phantom suddenly flew out of his wrist, turning into a set of jet-black dragons ten zhang long in the wind, the ink-colored dragon scales were faintly glowing with blood-red fluorescence, and above the dragon's head, one eye was as red as blood, and one eye was gray and cold, staring viciously in the direction of the Martial God Tower, shaking his head and tail, and spitting out a dark red flame towards the Martial God Tower.

It was the fire spirit of Yan Killing the Heavens, after absorbing and fusing the three heavenly fires, it had completely transformed into a dragon, and the flames it spewed out were the world-destroying fires that fused the power of the three heavenly fires of the Demon Domain, the Xuanying Ghost Fire and the Blood Pool Demon Fire!

The entire square instantly became lifeless because of this dark red flame, and many low-level monks who couldn't avoid it turned into ashes under the light and shadow of the flames before they even had time to scream, and even a few Yuanying Dao Monarchs were too busy to take care of themselves, and the self-defense magic weapon of the all-out releaser retreated sharply.

The dark red flames didn't look fierce, but they were impossible to resist, and anything that appeared in front of it would decay to ashes the next moment.

When the people in the distance saw the light of this dark red flame, they felt a sense of despair of death and darkness and the destruction of heaven and earth enveloping their hearts, and the whole person gradually became numb and sluggish.

The aura of death, darkness, and destruction spread wildly in all directions, and the entire Chongwu City became like a dead city.

If you can't stop the spread of this flame immediately, I'm afraid that before tomorrow, Chongwu City will really turn into ruins, and everyone in the city will become undead, and the Martial God Tower, which is the main target of this flame, can't protect the lives of hundreds of monks in the tower even if it barely saves itself. (To be continued) site URL:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)