As the missing Saint Fate returned to their bodies, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and Phantom Demon, whose strength had already reached the peak of the Saint Level, immediately felt a sense of completeness, and the Saint Grade barrier appeared in their minds extremely clearly.

"Seniors, now that your Holy Fate is complete, you should prepare for the next tribulation first, and then prepare to break through!" Ling Aotian said to the Feng Pavilion Master and the others.

Several powerhouses who had been trapped at the peak of the Venerable level for a long time were overjoyed, and after explaining to Feng Qingyi and the others, they hurriedly looked for a place to cultivate.

After the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others left, Ling Aotian once again communicated with the Holy Fate in his body.

It was an extremely slow thing to dissipate the Holy Fate in his body that did not belong to him, and it took nearly a month for Ling Ao Genius to disperse the tens of millions of Divine Fate in his body, and his strength was also dissipated because of the Divine Fate in his body, and he returned to the level of the early stage of the Venerable Rank.

For the loss of the power he got again, Ling Aotian did not feel the slightest sense of loss, he knew very well that although he had reached the god-level level with tens of millions of holy fates before, but, after all, it was a rootless tree, if there was not enough holy fate to replenish, his god-level strength, if he wanted to go further, it was almost impossible, but the huge number of holy fates, how could it be so easy to get them, unless he was also like breaking the holy tower, frantically stealing the holy fate of cultivators, but this kind of practice, he was disdainful, and it was precisely because of this that he decisively dispersed the holy fate that did not belong to him on his body, intending to start from scratch。

After dispersing the Holy Fate that did not belong to him in his body, nearly three million Divine Fate expressed his gratitude to Ling Aotian and left, while the remaining more than seven million Divine Fate still lingered beside Ling Aotian without the slightest intention of leaving.

"Now that the Broken Saint Tower has been destroyed, you should leave quickly and return to your master!" Ling Aotian said to the Saint Yuan who was surrounding him.

"Our master has long since dissipated into this heaven and earth, and we have nowhere to go. "Seven million Divine Connections are sending such a message at the same time.

Ling Aotian was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses, the Broken Holy Tower has existed in the world for an unknown number of years, and in these endless years, it is obviously impossible for the strong people who were sucked away by the Broken Holy Tower in the early stage to live in this world anymore, that is to say, these more than seven million Holy Origins now have no owner.

"Then what are your plans?" When Ling Aotian learned that these seven million holy fates did not have a master, he also had the urge to take these holy fates back into his body, so that although his strength could not reach the god-level level, it was enough to reach the peak of the saint-level, however, he quickly dispelled such an idea, after all, if he inhaled these holy fates into his body, it would not be of much benefit to his cultivation, but would affect the progress of his own strength, so he forcibly suppressed this impulse in his heart and asked about the plans of those holy fates.

"Can we follow you?" asked the Templars, expectantly.

Ling Aotian was stunned for a moment and said, "You are willing to stay by my side, I am naturally willing, but once I take you back into my body, it will definitely affect my own strength improvement, which is not very easy to do!"

Hearing that Ling Aotian was willing to let them stay by his side, those Holy Fates were overjoyed, as if they were afraid that Ling Aotian would change his mind, and those Saints hurriedly said: "No, you don't need to include us in our bodies, we are actually a kind of consciousness body, you only need to include us in your consciousness space, and we will be able to cultivate in it, and it will not affect you." ”

Ling Aotian hesitated for a moment, letting these holy fates enter the consciousness space, he would inevitably be a little worried.

"Don't worry, if we enter your consciousness space, it is impossible to cause any harm to you, and in the future, when you need us, we can also summon us out and fight for you, we really have nowhere to go, if we have been in this space, we will be completely dissipated in a short time. Seeing that Ling Aotian was a little hesitant, those holy fates hurriedly said.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Aotian nodded to the holy edges surrounding him, and said, "Okay, since that's the case, you can follow me to my space and settle down temporarily, and in the future, if any of you want to leave, I will let you go." ”

"Great! We finally don't have to dissipate!" Seeing Ling Aotian agree, more than seven million Saint Yuan cheered.

Seeing the surprised looks of those holy fates, Ling Aotian smiled slightly, and destroyed his spiritual power to communicate with the Oneiroi space, forming a passage to the Oneiroi space in front of him.

"You guys go in!" Ling Aotian said to those holy fates.

Seeing that Ling Aotian had opened up the consciousness space towards them, the more than seven million Saint Fate swarmed in without any hesitation.

Ling Aotian's consciousness also entered the Oneiroi space with those holy fates.

"Your consciousness space is really good, we are cultivating here, it is really good. Those Saints quickly noticed the difference in the Oneiroi space and became excited.

Looking at these extra white pressure points of light in the Oneiroi space, Ling Aotian smiled slightly and said, "Since you like it here, stay in it with peace of mind, I'll go out first." ”

Ling Aotian entered the Oneiroi space just to see if those Saints were satisfied with the Oneiroi space, and after seeing that they liked the Oneiroi space immensely, he was relieved, and without communicating with those Saints, he left the Oneiroi space and returned to reality.

Just when Ling Aotian's consciousness had just returned to the outside world, a powerful coercion swept over from all directions.

Heavenly Tribulation! Ling Aotian's heart moved, he had already experienced this kind of coercion twice, so naturally he quickly recognized the origin of this coercion.

"I don't know which of them has broken through to the holy level?" Ling Aotian looked with some curiosity in the direction where the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others were.

Ling Aotian's guess didn't last long, and three tribulation clouds floated from the sky, each drifting towards the top of the mountain where the three Fengluo Pavilion masters were retreating.

The three of them broke through at the same time! Ling Aotian's heart moved, and from the three tribulation clouds floating to the three mountain peaks at the same time, Ling Aotian instantly understood.

Boom! With a thunderstorm rushing down, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others began to survive the tribulation.

The wanton thunder blasted towards the top of the mountain frantically.

In the incessant loud noise, three figures rushed into the clouds from the three mountain peaks, facing the thunder that was chopping.

Time kept passing, and after a frantic bombardment, the clouds of calamity in the sky slowly dispersed.

Three powerful breaths, emanating from the top of the three mountains.

Saint-level! The Battle Continent, after being silent for thousands of years, finally appeared again.

The Fengluo Pavilion Master let out a burst of happy laughter, jumped down from the top of the three peaks, and came to Ling Aotian and the others.

"Congratulations on your breakthrough!" Ling Aotian smiled at the others.

Fengluo Pavilion Lord, Phantom Demon King, and Ghost King Xie Yan successfully broke through, which was naturally a great joy, and everyone was immersed in joy, however, they didn't know that what awaited them next would be a fierce battle with blood and fire.

Just as Ling Aotian destroyed the tenth layer of the Broken Saint Tower, in an unknown space, a young man in white suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Broken Holy Tower is destroyed!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and then, from his body, a void appeared, and as soon as that phantom appeared, he stretched out his hand to tear the void in front of him and stepped in.

In an extremely secret place in the War Continent, a masked man dressed in black was cultivating with his eyes closed, and suddenly, his body trembled, and then, he fell to his knees with a thud: "Welcome Master!"

"Ghost, the Broken Saint Tower for the teacher has been destroyed, go and take a look, who did it?" a voice came.

"Yes, Master!" replied the man in black, kneeling on the ground, with great respect.

There was no more sound.

After a long time, the black-clad masked man stood up from the ground.

"The Broken Holy Tower was destroyed, damn it, who did it? At the beginning, the master gave me this broken holy tower and asked me to take it to the War Continent, intending to refine a furnace of the Extreme Holy Pill, but now, the broken holy tower has been destroyed, if I don't find out who did it, the master will definitely not let me go!" muttered to himself with a solemn look in his eyes.

"It seems that I have to go to the Ghost King Village myself!" After a long silence, the man in black strode out as if he had made some kind of decision.

Besides, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others, after some excitement, calmed down.

"The Broken Holy Tower has been destroyed, and we should also go out! Those strong people who left before have been gone for more than a year, and we should also go out to see what the mainland has made of them. "Fengluo Pavilion is the main road.

Everyone nodded, to be honest, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was worried that those strong people would make trouble when they appeared on the mainland, and he wanted to keep them in the Ghost King Village temporarily, but because his strength was not able to suppress those strong people, he had to give up, and now, the Broken Holy Tower has been lifted, and the obstacles of the cultivators on the continent no longer exist, and it is time for them to leave here and return to the continent to solve the troubles left before.

With such thoughts, everyone didn't stop for long, galloped all the way, found a teleportation array, passed to the vicinity of the exit of Ghost King Village, and left Ghost King Village.

Just when Ling Aotian and the others had just left the Ghost King Village, a black-clothed masked man appeared in the Ghost King Village, he fainted into the village, only took a brief look, and then galloped away in one direction.

In front of the ruins of the Broken Holy Tower, the man in black frowned and looked at the Broken Holy Tower with only a piece of ashes left, and as soon as he raised his hand, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

Then, the scene before the destruction of the Broken Holy Tower emerged from the light curtain.

"It's him!" After a long time, the black-clothed masked man raised his hand and put away the light curtain, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Near the entrance of the Ghost King Village, a wave of fluctuations came out, and then, several figures appeared in the open space in front of the entrance.