In Ling Aotian's muttering, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the Broken Saint Tower.

Ling Aotian and the others stared at the light shining on the Broken Saint Tower, their eyes were full of shock, just by the light shining on the tower, they could know the strength of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, because, just by entering the tower alone, the light on the tower exceeded the light that appeared when tens of thousands of powerhouses were in the tower before.

Of course, this does not mean that the strength of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord can rival the 50,000 powerhouses, and the above shows that the strength of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord is the strongest among these people who break into the tower.

In the shocked gaze of Ling Aotian and the others, the light on the Broken Saint Tower continued to flicker, and half an hour later, a figure appeared from the Broken Saint Tower and fell heavily to the ground.

Ling Aotian recognized it, it was a strong man who had entered the Broken Saint Tower, but at this time, the strong man's aura was extremely weak, and he was obviously injured in the Broken Saint Tower.

"It seems that it's not just the Phantom Demon King's old thing who wants to break into a higher level!" Ling Aotian looked at the strong man with a weak breath a little helplessly.

Bang!

With Ling Aotian's voice, several more figures fell out of the tower, and the last one who came out was the Phantom Demon King.

As the Phantom Demon King fell out of the Broken Holy Tower, the figure of the Phoenix Falling Pavilion Lord appeared outside the Broken Holy Tower again.

"Do you want to die?" Fengluo Pavilion Lord's voice was full of anger, his face was slightly pale at this moment, obviously, after a hard battle in the Broken Holy Tower.

"Ahem!" the Phantom Demon King coughed twice in embarrassment, "That, Fengluo boy, this matter is not for me to wait." "To be honest, these people were really unwilling at first because of the low number of layers they had broken through, so they had the idea of taking risks to break forward, but it was precisely because of their thoughts that they almost buried themselves in the tower, if it wasn't for the Fengluo Pavilion Lord to appear in time, now they are afraid that they have already fused with the Broken Holy Tower, therefore, in the face of the anger of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, they all feel ashamed.

Seeing that several people bowed their heads and were silent, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord sighed and said: "You are all predecessors who have been famous for thousands of years, I know that you are unwilling to be left behind, but, do you know that your previous actions are very likely to completely cut off the hope of the powerhouses of the War Continent to break through the holy level, at the beginning, I could have been able to break through to the ninth layer, but it was precisely because I thought that if this happened, it might trigger the stronger power of the Breaking Holy Tower, so I endured it." ”

Listening to the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, those cultivators couldn't help but be afraid for a while, indeed, the moment they entered the next layer, they had a faint feeling that that kind of power was not something they could resist.

"Pavilion Master, several of them all know that they are wrong, let's think about it, how to break the secret of the Broken Holy Tower!" Seeing that the Phantom Demon King and a few other old guys all lowered their heads and didn't speak, Ling Aotian hurriedly spoke.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord was only too excited that his tone was so heavy, and when he heard Ling Aotian's persuasion, he gradually calmed down and fell his gaze on Lu Hao and the three heads.

"Now, if we want to completely crack the secret of the Holy Tower, I'm afraid we will have to rely on the two of them. ”

Ling Aotian understood what the Fengluo Pavilion Lord meant, after all, among the few people present, only Lu Hao and the three heads were demonic beasts, and only demonic beasts could resist the deprivation of the cultivator's holy fate by the Broken Saint Tower.

"Green Hazy, Santou, next, it's up to you!" Ling Aotian set his eyes on Luhao and Santou.

It was about the holy path of the mainland cultivators, and the green hazy and the three heads naturally would not refuse, and nodded at the same time.

"You go into the Broken Holy Tower first, I passed on everyone's method of understanding the Holy Fate before, I think you have already written it down, after entering the Broken Holy Tower, you can feel it first, and then continue to move forward after making sure that your Holy Fate will not be deprived, if my guess is wrong, you must return immediately, remember!" Fengluo Pavilion Lord explained to Lu Hao and the three heads.

Midori nodded at the same time as the three heads and walked towards the Broken Tower.

A flash of light flashed, and the figures of Green Hazy and Three-Headed disappeared outside the Broken Holy Tower, and the originally dim light on the Broken Holy Tower flickered again.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord stared at the Broken Saint Tower with a solemn face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed, and half an hour later, a light flashed from the Broken Holy Tower, and the figures of the green hazy and the three-headed appeared outside the tower again.

"What's the situation?" asked the Fengluo Pavilion Lord nervously.

"No, although the Broken Holy Tower is not fast in absorbing our Holy Fate, but it can still absorb our Holy Fate, and the three heads and I didn't dare to go down any further, so we retreated. Midori said helplessly.

"How could this be?" the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was stunned.

"Hahaha! It seems that the Holy Road of the Battle Continent has been completely cut off!" As the last glimmer of hope was shattered, the Phantom Demon King burst out laughing maniacally.

"Alas!" Looking at the other cultivators who were also in despair, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord sighed helplessly and said, "Since that's the case, let's go!"

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord is extremely talented, and he can break through the Holy Tower alone and find out some of the secrets of the Broken Holy Tower, which can be said to be extremely remarkable, but at this moment, he is also in despair.

With great desperation, everyone began to slowly turn around, intending to leave the Broken Holy Tower.

"Aotian, let's go!" As he was about to leave, Feng Qingyi found that Ling Aotian was still standing in place, staring blankly at the Broken Saint Tower, without any intention of leaving, and reached out to pull him.

"No, I want to give it a try!" Ling Aotian stared at the Broken Saint Tower, his voice extremely firm.

"Aotian, it's useless, you are a human cultivator, you will definitely be sucked away by the Broken Holy Tower!" Seeing that Ling Aotian actually wanted to break through the Holy Tower, Feng Qingyi hurriedly dissuaded him.

"There are no absolutes in the world, Fengluo's predecessors deduced that the demonic beasts would not be sucked away by the Broken Saint Tower based on the fact that the Demonic Beast was able to break through the Holy Level, but the result was not like this, then, the Broken Saint Tower would definitely not be able to really absorb the Holy Fate of every human cultivator, even if this hope was extremely slim, I would give it a try!" Ling Aotian stared at the Broken Saint Tower and said with great firmness.

Everyone was silent, and the Fengluo Pavilion Lord also fell into silence, and after a long time, he raised his head, looked at the Broken Saint Tower, and said, "Brother Ling is right, maybe, there really is someone who can be fearless of the Broken Saint Tower. ”

"Pavilion Master!" Feng Qingyi was anxious.

"Tsing Yi, I know you are worried about Brother Ling's safety, but with me here, don't worry, I will enter the Broken Saint Tower with Brother Ling, if he can't resist the power of the Broken Saint Tower, I will take him away as soon as possible. The Fengluo Pavilion Lord said with a smile.

"Pavilion Master, but Aotian's strength ......" Feng Qingyi hesitated slightly when he said this, Ling Aotian's strength had increased during the time he entered the forbidden land, but now he had only reached the peak of a seventh-level fighter, and this kind of strength, entering the Broken Saint Tower, was obviously a little reluctant.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord also hesitated, indeed, with Ling Aotian's current strength, it was indeed a little reluctant to enter the Broken Saint Tower.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord just wanted to persuade Ling Aotian to give up temporarily, but he was taken aback by the firmness in Ling Aotian's eyes, and then, he said helplessly: "In this way, although Brother Ling's strength is still lacking, there should be no danger on the first layer, I will accompany him to walk on the first layer of the Broken Saint Tower, and after determining whether the Broken Saint Tower has any effect on him, we will leave, if the Broken Saint Tower is useless to Brother Ling, then we can wait for Brother Ling's strength to improve before breaking through the Holy Tower, how about it?"

Feng Luo Pavilion Lord's proposal was undoubtedly the safest, after Feng Qingyi heard it, he stopped talking and fell his gaze on Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian knew that this was already Feng Qingyi's biggest concession, if she didn't agree, she would definitely not agree, so she nodded and said, "What Feng Luo's predecessor said is extremely true, then I will let me explore the first floor of the Holy Tower before making plans." ”

After making a decision, Ling Aotian began to prepare.

The holy edge in the mouth of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord is an extremely mysterious thing, only a strong person who has reached the honorable level can sense it, Ling Aotian's strength is only at the level of a seventh-level warrior, so naturally he can't sense it alone, and in the end, it is with the assistance of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord that he can barely sense the kind of mysterious thing that exists in his body.

After sensing the existence of the Holy Fate in his body, Ling Aotian nodded towards the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

"Pavilion Master, wait a minute!" Just as the Fengluo Pavilion Master was about to take Ling Aotian into the Broken Saint Tower, Feng Qingyi spoke again.

"Tsing Yi?" the Fengluo Pavilion Lord frowned.

"Among us, Aotian and I have not yet entered the Broken Holy Tower, and I want to enter it with you. Feng Qingyi said.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord glanced at Feng Qingyi, who had a firm expression, and nodded helplessly.

After getting the permission of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, Feng Qingyi followed, and under the leadership of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, he entered the Broken Saint Tower with Ling Aotian.

The Broken Holy Tower, extremely mysterious, even the Fengluo Pavilion Master who entered the tower several times did not dare to be careless, as soon as he entered the tower, he paid attention to the surroundings, and after making sure that there was no danger, he let go of the hands holding the two.

"Tsing Yi, Brother Ling, I can't help you in the battle of the Tower, you can only deal with it on your own!" said the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and stepped aside.

Feng Qingyi and Ling Aotian glanced at each other and walked forward.

"Woohoo!" a loud roar came out, and in front of them, dozens of monsters appeared that were extremely similar to the ghosts they had seen outside the tower, but even larger.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they showed a fierce light in their eyes and rushed towards the two of them, and their powerful aura instantly swept the two of them in.

"Aotian, be careful, the strength of this monster has reached the level of a ninth-level fighter. After feeling the strength of these monsters, Feng Qingyi reminded Ling Aotian softly.