Looking at the gaze of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, Lu Hao leaned towards Ling Aotian a little unnaturally.

"Fengluo boy, have you thought of any way?" the Phantom Demon King's eyes showed a hint of hope.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord pondered for a long time and said, "If my guess is correct, it seems that this Broken Saint Tower's collection of cultivators' holy fate is only for human cultivators, if that is the case, it is also possible to break through the tenth layer of the Broken Saint Tower." ”

"You mean to let the demonic beasts break through the Holy Tower?" The Phantom Demon King seemed to understand the thoughts of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord nodded, and said, "That's right, if the Broken Holy Tower has no effect on the Broken Saint Beast, we can use the Demonic Beast to enter the Broken Saint Tower, and then find out the secret of the Broken Saint Tower from the tenth layer of the Broken Saint Tower, and find the part of the Holy Fate that we lost." ”

Listening to the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, the Phantom Demon King couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Good boy, it's really yours!"

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord didn't take the Phantom Demon King's compliment to heart, he pondered for a while, and said, "Although I already have a guess about how to crack the Broken Saint Tower, now, it is not the best time to do it. ”

"Fengluo boy, can't you finish the words at once?" The Phantom Demon King, who was full of hope, listened to the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, as if he had received a basin of cold water on his head, and said with some dissatisfaction.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled slightly, and said, "Phantom Senior, you are so old, and you are still so uncomposed, aren't you afraid of the jokes of the juniors?" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Ling Aotian, who was listening to their conversation on the side.

"Jokes, my own spiritual imprints have been handed over, what kind of jokes are I afraid of!" the Phantom Demon King muttered in his heart, and said angrily, "Boy, stop talking nonsense, tell me your plans quickly." ”

Seeing that the Phantom Demon King's face was a little unsightly, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord no longer made fun of him, and said: "I have a feeling that this Broken Holy Tower seems to become stronger and stronger as it absorbs the Holy Fate, so if you want to successfully break the Holy Broken Tower, the safest thing is to take back all the Holy Origins that have been absorbed by the Broken Holy Tower." ”

The Phantom Demon King felt extremely unfamiliar with the Holy Fate, but when he thought that his things were quietly stolen by the Broken Holy Tower, his heart was extremely awkward, so when he heard the proposal of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, he didn't say anything, and nodded: "It's very good, it's great to be able to get back the Holy Fate that was stolen by it before the secret of the Broken Holy Tower is unlocked." ”

"In this case, then Senior Lao will gather those strong people who failed to break into the tower!" said the Fengluo Pavilion Lord with a smile.

The Phantom Demon King entered the Broken Saint Tower at the earliest, and he naturally knew very well about those strong people who broke into the tower after him, so after listening to the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, he didn't say anything, and after a few simple words to Ling Aotian, he went to gather those strong people.

After the Phantom Demon King left, after a few brief exchanges between the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and Feng Qingyi, he didn't say much, sat down in front of the Broken Saint Tower, and cultivated.

The Phantom Demon King's efficiency is good, on the third day after he left, there were strong people who gathered in front of the Phantom Demon Tower one after another, these strong people, after hearing that it was possible to get rid of the control of the Broken Holy Tower, were extremely excited, at this moment, as soon as they came, they put their expectant eyes on the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

Feeling the several hot gazes around him, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the dozens of people present, and said: "Everyone, don't be impatient, there are quite a few strong people controlled by the Broken Holy Tower, first wait for them to come, and then I will pass on the method of taking back the Holy Fate to everyone." ”

Although those strong people couldn't wait to enter the Broken Saint Tower to reclaim their holy fate, they also knew that they could do this, and they had to rely on the middle-aged man in front of them, so no one said anything, they all sat down in front of the tower, waiting for others to arrive.

Time kept passing, ten days had passed, and tens of thousands of powerhouses had gathered before the Holy Tower was broken.

Seeing the black oppressive figure in front of the Broken Saint Tower, Ling Aotian couldn't help but gasp, the number of powerhouses that had appeared on the continent for thousands of years had reached an extremely terrifying level, and these more than 10,000 powerhouses were just the tip of the iceberg.

After more than ten days, the number of powerhouses gathered in front of the Broken Holy Tower had reached more than 50,000 people.

The Phantom Demon King has finally returned.

"Fengluo boy, everyone is almost here, let's start!" Because he was eager to take back his own holy fate, as soon as the Phantom Demon King came back, he began to urge the Fengluo Pavilion Master, and he didn't care about his dusty appearance at all.

The Phoenix Pavilion Lord nodded, slowly stood up, and looked at the more than 50,000 people in front of the Five Eyes Tower.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Fengluo Pavilion Lord's body.

"Everyone, I think everyone can't wait, I won't say much, I have a way to perceive the holy fate and take the holy fate, now it is passed on to everyone, as long as you comprehend it, you can enter the Broken Holy Tower to retrieve your own holy fate, however, you need to remember one thing, the broken holy tower is very dangerous, everyone after retrieving their holy fate, do not go deep into the next layer. After a brief explanation, the Fengluo Pavilion Master did not hide any secrets, and passed on the perception and method of collecting the holy fate that he had comprehended to everyone.

After memorizing the recipe passed down by the Fengluo Pavilion Master, more than 50,000 cultivators began to comprehend it in the same place.

Five days later, a cultivator stood up and walked towards the Broken Saint Tower.

"Will he succeed?" Feng Qingyi couldn't help but say.

"As long as he doesn't take the lead, it should be fine, and we can just wait and see how things develop. The Fengluo Pavilion Lord said softly.

Next, there were more and more strong people who got up and entered the Broken Saint Tower, but in ten days, outside the Broken Saint Tower, there was no longer a single cultivator, and the originally calm Broken Saint Tower continued to shine with the entry of these cultivators.

"Phantom Senior, why haven't you entered yet?" the Fengluo Pavilion Lord looked at the Phantom Demon King who had been staying in place.

The Phantom Demon King laughed dryly and said, "Hehe, that, I'm not a senior, how can I grab it with those little guys, let them go first!"

The reason is that although the Phantom Demon King was the first to enter the Ghost King Village and break through the Holy Tower, his results are not very outstanding, and he can be said to be the lowest among these cultivators, as a senior, his results are extremely embarrassing, which makes him feel embarrassed, therefore, he is not willing to enter with those cultivators, for fear that people will find out his blushing record.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, although he guessed the Phantom Demon King's thoughts, he didn't break it.

Two days after the last cultivator entered the Broken Tower, the Phantom Demon King finally got up and walked towards the Broken Tower.

If you want to take back the Holy Fate that was taken away from the Broken Holy Tower, how can it be so easy, Ling Aotian and the others waited outside the tower for two months.

Two months later, a light flashed on the Broken Tower, and then a cultivator who had entered the tower appeared.

"What's wrong?" asked the Fengluo Pavilion Lord with a smile.

The cultivator felt the condition of his body, a smile appeared on his face, and he arched his hand towards the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and said, "Thank you!"

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled slightly, signaling that he was not polite.

"Now that I've regained my lost Holy Fate, I wonder if I can get rid of the shackles of the Broken Holy Tower and leave this place?" the cultivator asked as he looked at the Fengluo Pavilion Master with anticipation on his face.

"I haven't tried this yet, but I think it should be fine, you can try it first. The Fengluo Pavilion Master didn't give the other party a positive answer, after all, he hadn't had time to try this yet.

The cultivator listened to the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Master, groaned slightly, and galloped away into the distance.

A few days later, the cultivator returned to the Broken Saint Tower again, bowed his hand to the Fengluo Pavilion Master, and said, "Great grace, I have been gone for many years, and I miss my family very much, so I chose to leave. ”

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled slightly and said, "Please!" From the man's words, he already knew that his guess was correct.

The man turned and walked away.

After the cultivator left, several more people came out of the tower, thanked the Fengluo Pavilion Master, and left in a hurry.

Ling Aotian and the others waited for about a year in front of the Broken Holy Tower, and the more than 50,000 cultivators who entered the tower all came out of the tower, and these cultivators, all of whom thought of their hometown, and after thanking the Lord of Fengluo Pavilion, they all chose to leave.

"Pavilion Master, the departure of these more than 50,000 cultivators may bring a lot of trouble to the mainland!" Feng Qingyi's eyes flashed with a trace of worry, after all, these cultivators are in different eras, the times have changed, and some of the forces they belonged to at the beginning may have long disappeared, if these strong people want to avenge their forces, I am afraid that it will cause a huge turmoil on the mainland.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord frowned, Feng Qingyi said that it was not unreasonable, but even if his strength was strong, he could not force these more than 50,000 powerhouses who were not bound by the Broken Saint Tower to stay in the Ghost King Village, and he could only watch them leave.

"Let them go! The Continent of War, there are countless strong people, although the strength of these more than 50,000 people is strong, but if they want to really bring huge chaos to the Continent of War, I am afraid it is not enough. The Fengluo Pavilion Lord said.

"What's the matter with that old fellow of the Phantom Demon King, he just broke into the fourth floor of the Broken Saint Tower, how could he not come out for so long?" Ling Aotian frowned, looking at the Broken Saint Tower, which was still flickering with light.

"Damn!" Ling Aotian's words reminded the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, he glanced towards the Broken Saint Tower, his face changed in an instant, he didn't care about saying anything more, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the Broken Saint Tower.

"That old guy won't rush forward without knowing whether he is alive or dead, right?" Seeing the Fengluo Pavilion Master rushing into the Broken Saint Tower, Ling Aotian couldn't help but mutter.