At the moment when the Dan Furnace smashed into pieces in Ling Aotian, the space on the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower began to tremble violently.

"Hurry up, the tenth floor of the Broken Holy Tower is about to be destroyed. Ling Aotian's body shouted.

Let's go, where to go?" Ling Aotian thought helplessly, since he entered the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower, he hadn't found any way out.

"Go back the way you came!" Shengyuan's voice came again.

Go back the way you came?Ling Aotian was a little stunned, wasn't the stairway that entered the tenth floor sealed, how could he go back the way he came? Although he thought so, Ling Aotian still looked towards the place he had come from before.

The ladder that had disappeared had reappeared somehow.

At this moment, the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower was already close to the brink of collapse, Ling Aotian did not hesitate, his figure flashed, and he entered the stairway.

When Ling Aotian returned to the ninth floor along the ladder, the Ghost King was staring at the ladder that suddenly appeared in a daze.

"You, why are you back again?" the Ghost King asked, somewhat puzzled.

"There's no time to say, hurry up, let's get out of here. Ling Aotian walked down the ladder quickly and said to the ghost king.

Although the Ghost King didn't understand what was happening, he was overjoyed to hear that he could leave the ninth floor of the Broken Saint Tower, which had trapped him for tens of thousands of years, and immediately raised his feet and walked up the ladder.

"Not this way!" Ling Aotian quickly grabbed the Ghost King who wanted to step on the ten-story staircase.

"If we don't get here, how can we leave?" the Ghost King was a little stunned.

Listening to the words of the Ghost King, Ling Aotian hurriedly glanced at the ninth floor, and when he found that the stairs leading to the eighth floor did not appear, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"The structure of the Broken Saint Tower is special, and if you want the staircase to the eighth floor to appear, you need to wait until the tenth floor is completely destroyed. The Holy Fate in Ling Aotian's body cleared Ling Aotian's doubts.

After hearing what Sheng Yuan said, Ling Aotian smiled and said, "Don't worry, wait a while, and the passage to the eighth floor will appear." ”

Ling Aotian was right, not long after he stepped down the stairs, the staircase that had completed the tenth floor collapsed, and the ninth floor of the Broken Saint Tower also began to shake violently.

In the shaking, a staircase leading to the eighth floor appeared.

"Let's go!" Ling Aotian shouted, pulled up the Ghost King, and entered the staircase leading to the eighth floor.

Just as Ling Aotian retreated from the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower to the ninth floor, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord outside the Broken Saint Tower suddenly stood up.

"The Broken Holy Tower has collapsed!"

At the sound of his voice, several others quickly stood up and looked towards the Broken Holy Tower.

What came into everyone's eyes was. The ten floors of the tall Broken Saint Tower collapsed little by little.

"Brother Tian, Brother Tian is still inside!" Seeing this scene, Lu Hao exclaimed, and immediately thought of Ling Aotian, who had no news after entering the Broken Saint Tower. He was about to rush towards the Tower of Broken Saints.

"Green Hazy, wait a minute!" the Fengluo Pavilion Lord raised his hand to stop Green Hazy.

"Pavilion Master, don't stop me, I'm going to save Brother Tian. "Midori is in a hurry.

"Calm down, Green. The Fengluo Pavilion Lord didn't let the green haze leave, and patiently explained to him, "Think about it, this Broken Holy Tower has existed for so long and is intact, but it collapsed after Brother Ling entered the tower?"

Lu Hao was stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he asked with some uncertainty: "What does the Pavilion Master mean is that the reason why this Broken Holy Tower will collapse is because of Brother Tian?"

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord pondered for a moment and said, "Judging from the speed of the destruction of the Broken Saint Tower, it should be Brother Ling destroying the Broken Saint Tower layer by layer, so everything that happens in the tower should be under his control, and there should be no danger." ”

Hearing the words of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, Lu Hao was finally a lot relieved, but in order to make sure that there was no problem with what the Fengluo Pavilion Lord said, she still set her eyes on the Phantom Demon King for verification.

The spiritual imprint was controlled by Ling Aotian, which made the Phantom Demon King unwilling, and at this moment, when he saw Lu Hao setting his eyes on him, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Don't worry, as long as I live, that kid will be fine!"

When the Phantom Demon King said this, he immediately realized that he had missed his words, and he couldn't help but look at everyone with a little weakness, fortunately, everyone was paying attention to Ling Aotian's situation at the moment, and they didn't care about what he said at all, which made his heart breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, the green haze was even more focused on Ling Aotian's heart, and after getting the answer from the Phantom Demon King's mouth, she finally put her mind at ease and set her eyes on the Broken Saint Tower that was slowly destroying again.

Although the judgment made by the Fengluo Pavilion Lord based on the situation of the Broken Holy Tower was not very accurate, one thing was indeed correct, Ling Aotian was indeed not in any danger, at this moment, he and the Ghost King were walking extremely leisurely along the stairs that kept appearing, towards the bottom of the Broken Holy Tower.

I don't know how the Broken Holy Tower was formed, the further down, the slower the speed of destruction became, at the beginning, Ling Aotian and the Ghost King retreated to the next layer, the waiting time was so short that it was almost negligible, but after retreating to the sixth layer, it took more than a day for the general to the fifth layer to appear.

However, what made Ling Aotian breathe a sigh of relief was that although the speed of destruction of the Broken Saint Tower was getting slower and slower, it did not stop, otherwise, he and the Ghost King really didn't know what to do.

A month later, Ling Aotian and the Ghost King finally retreated to the first floor of the Broken Saint Tower.

After five days of waiting on the first floor, the passage out of the Broken Tower finally appeared.

Ling Aotian and the Ghost King had a look of excitement on their faces, and they couldn't wait to step on the passage to exit the Broken Saint Tower.

The moment they stepped through the passage out of the Broken Tower, the first floor of the Broken Tower was destroyed.

The Broken Holy Tower, which had existed for an unknown number of years, finally collapsed completely, and in an instant, smoke and dust billowed around the Broken Holy Tower, and the entire sky was blocked by the dust generated by the destruction of the Broken Holy Tower.

Everyone waiting outside the tower widened their eyes, looking at the dust in the sky, where was Ling Aotian?

Finally, the dust began to dissipate, and two figures emerged from the dust.

"Brother Tian!" shouted the anxious Midori and pounced on one of the figures.

That person, naturally, was Ling Aotian, and Lu Hao rushed to him, hugged him, and asked with concern: "Brother Tian, how are you, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Ling Aotian smiled and stroked his green head, turning his gaze to the Fengluo Pavilion Lord on the side, "Fortunately, the Holy Broken Tower has been destroyed, and from now on, nothing can stop the cultivation path of the continent." ”

"Okay! good!" Fengluo Pavilion Lord's eyes were full of excitement, however, he quickly recovered from the excitement, and his eyes looking at Ling Aotian were full of disbelief, "Brother Ling, your strength?" The moment he saw Ling Aotian, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord found that Ling Aotian's body actually exuded a strange fluctuation, and under this fluctuation, he couldn't see Ling Aotian's strength at all.

How is this possible? You must know that the strength of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord has reached the peak of the Venerable Level, if it weren't for the fact that his Holy Fate was sucked away by the Broken Saint Tower, he would definitely have broken through to the Holy Level, but with such a strength, he couldn't even see through Ling Aotian's strength, how strong was Ling Aotian's strength?

Thinking of this, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord couldn't believe it, you must know that when Ling Aotian entered the Broken Saint Tower, his strength was only the peak of a seventh-level fighter, and now, he had only entered the Broken Saint Tower for about a year, how could his strength have improved so quickly?

As if seeing the shock of the Fengluo Pavilion Master, Ling Aotian smiled slightly: "Pavilion Master doesn't need to be surprised, I just had a little adventure in the Broken Saint Tower, and now most of my strength is actually an external force, and it does not belong to me." ”

Hearing Ling Aotian's words, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord looked at him with some doubts, obviously wanting to know the details from him.

Ling Aotian naturally knew what the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was thinking, he smiled slightly, briefly introduced the Ghost Queen to everyone, and began to talk about everything in the Broken Saint Tower.

What happened to Ling Aotian in the Broken Saint Tower seemed to be extremely simple, but in fact it was extremely dangerous, especially when everyone heard that there was a big deception in the tenth layer of the Broken Saint Tower, everyone couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him, even the ghost king who had been trapped in the tower for tens of thousands of years couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, on the ninth floor, it was Brother Ling that defeated me, otherwise, I am afraid that now I have been refined into an elixir." At this moment, the resentment that he had been trapped in the tower for tens of thousands of years had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Ling, what are your plans for those holy fates?" After knowing that Ling Aotian actually had tens of millions of holy fates in his body, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord asked, obviously he was a little worried that Ling Aotian was unwilling to give up the power he had obtained and take those holy fates for himself.

"Naturally, those holy fates will be dispersed!" Ling Aotian said without hesitation.

"Really?" Fengluo Pavilion Lord looked at Ling Aotian excitedly, he really didn't expect that Ling Aotian would have such courage, after all, if Ling Aotian gave up those holy fates, it would mean giving up the power he had gained, if he changed places, Fengluo Pavilion Lord himself didn't dare to say that he could resist such a temptation.

If I rely too much on those forces, it will limit my own development, and I will not do the kind of thing that gives up my future for the sake of immediate interests. ”

Next, Ling Aotian began to communicate with the Holy Fate in his body and said his plan.

The Holy Fate in Ling Aotian's body, because they didn't want to be trapped in the Holy Tower forever, they had no choice but to cooperate with Ling Aotian, originally they were still worried that Ling Aotian was unwilling to let them go, after hearing Ling Aotian's words, they finally put their minds at ease, but in an instant, tens of thousands of Holy Fates left Ling Aotian's body, and several of them directly entered the body of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and others.