"Is this the power of the saint level?" Feeling the powerful power in his body, Ling Aotian muttered to himself.

"Hurry up, keep sucking!" the Holy Rim Cui in Ling Aotian's body urged.

Ling Aotian smiled, after feeling the powerful power in his body that belonged to the saint-level powerhouse, he had a faint feeling that as long as he rescued all those holy fates in the teleportation array, his strength would go further, in that case, it seemed that it would not be difficult to destroy this Broken Saint Tower.

With this in mind, Ling Aotian once again activated his mental method and absorbed the Holy Fate in the teleportation array.

Ling Aotian had miscalculated the number of Holy Origins in the Broken Saint Tower, at first he thought that it was only about one million, but until nearly five million Holy Margins were absorbed by him, there were still about half of the Holy Margins on the teleportation array.

Of course, the larger the number of Holy Fates on the Teleportation Array, the happier Ling Aotian naturally became, and amid the excited shouts of those Holy Fates in his body, he used his mental method with all his strength to absorb the Holy Fates on the Teleportation Array.

The Holy Origin in Ling Aotian's body continued to increase, two million, three million...... With the continuous increase of the holy edge in his body, his strength is also constantly improving, the early stage of the holy level, the middle stage of the holy level, and the peak of the holy level.

The moment the last Divine Fate in the teleportation array entered Ling Aotian's body, the coercion of the Heavenly Tribulation came again.

Boom Boom!

The sound of thunder was earth-shattering.

This time, Ling Aotian had already prepared, so naturally he didn't care too much about the coming thunderstorm, he raised his sword and pointed at the thunderstorm above his head.

"Come on!" Ling Aotian's voice was full of confidence.

I don't know if it was because of Ling Aotian's provocation, the thunder in the sky moved, and several thunderbolts slashed down.

Ordinary heavenly tribulations, tribulation thunders will fall one by one, but this time, the generation of tribulation thunders is like crazy, and there are five or six as soon as they come, which makes Ling Aotian's face look ugly.

Of course, although there was some surprise at the unconventional behavior of the thunderstorms, Ling Aotian didn't care too much, at the moment when the five or six thunderbolts were about to reach the top of his head, his feet were on the ground a little, the volley rose more and more, and the remnant sword in his hand slashed towards those thunderstorms with great strength.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The power of Ling Aotian's Saint-level peak collided with the Tribulation Thunder, making an earth-shattering sound.

Those few thunderbolts that slashed towards Ling Aotian were slashed aside in Ling Aotian's attack, and they bombarded the ground fiercely, blasting five or six large craters out of the ground.

Those five or six tribulation thunders, after this attack, exhausted the last of their strength and completely dissipated.

Successfully blocking the first wave of thunder attacks, Ling Aotian felt a stronger coercion coming from above his head before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Ling Aotian looked up, his face turned green, because above him, several tribulation thunders appeared again, and these tribulation thunders were obviously thicker than the previous ones, and the power contained was stronger.

"It's really addictive!" Ling Aotian shouted, jumped up again, and rushed towards the thunderbolt that had not yet had time to split.

Click!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunderbolt struck again.

"Get out of here!" Ling Aotian roared, stabbing out several swords.

In an earth-shattering loud noise, those few thunderbolts dissipated again, and Ling Aotian's body also fell because of the bombardment of those thunderstorms.

"Are you still coming?" Ling Aotian raised his head and stared at the calamity clouds that seemed to be about to disperse overhead, and roared.

At this moment, Ling Aotian was injured internally because of the hard shock with the thunder, and a trace of blood hung on his mouth, which looked particularly scary.

"You're crazy, you actually provoke the Heavenly Tribulation!" At this moment, the Holy Fate in Ling Aotian's body came out with such words, "Don't you know that the Heavenly Tribulation can't be provoked?"

It seemed to confirm the words of those holy fates, and those tribulation clouds that were originally going to disperse actually gathered again because of Ling Aotian's words.

A devastating coercion emanated from above the clouds.

Click!

The clouds in mid-air began to brew thunder.

Ling Aotian didn't move, calmly staring at the clouds in the air, his eyes radiating an incomparably confident light.

After about ten minutes of brewing, dozens of tribulation thunderbolts took shape.

"Come on!" Ling Aotian raised the remnant sword again.

Rumble!

The first thunderbolt, with the momentum of lightning speed, slashed head-on towards Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian's remnant sword shook, and a sword light shot out from the remnant sword, meeting the thunder.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the sword light dissipated, and the thunder disappeared without a trace.

Ling Aotian raised his head, looked at the several thunderbolts above his head that had not yet fallen, let out a loud shout, and jumped into the air again.

At this moment, several Tribulation Thunderbolts that stayed near the Tribulation Cloud moved, and they continued to intertwine, forming an extremely thick Tribulation Thunder, which blasted towards Ling Aotian.

Such a powerful thunderstorm, Ling Aotian was shocked in his heart, from above that thunderstorm, he felt a great threat.

It seems that you have to be careful, otherwise, you have to let this thunderstorm be ruined!Thinking like this, Ling Aotian began to frantically activate the true qi in his body, and a powerful aura emanated from Ling Aotian's body.

At this moment, the thunderbolt had already come to the top of Ling Aotian's head.

"Break it for me!" Ling Aotian roared, the remnant sword in his hand gathered the true qi of his whole body, and blasted towards the thunderbolt.

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering bang, Ling Aotian's body flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Aotian's mouth, and the moment it collided with this tribulation thunder, he suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

However, the tribulation thunder that slashed towards Ling Aotian did not dissipate due to the previous collision, and slashed towards Ling Aotian again.

Ling Aotian's face became solemn, the Heavenly Tribulation, it is really not easy to provoke, no wonder there are countless cultivators, all of whom have been split into ashes because they can't survive the Heavenly Tribulation.

Just when Ling Aotian was moved by the strength of the Heavenly Tribulation, that Tribulation Thunder had already come to the top of his head.

A trace of madness flashed in Ling Aotian's eyes, and he actually rushed out again to meet the thunder.

Boom Boom!

After an earth-shattering loud noise, the tribulation thunder finally dissipated, and Ling Aotian also fell down in an instant when the tribulation thunder dissipated.

"Hurry up!" shouted from the Divine Fate in Ling Aotian's body.

Ling Aotian smiled bitterly, the collision with the Tribulation just now had consumed too much of his strength, and at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

If the Sky Tribulation Cloud made another Tribulation Thunder, it would be troublesome! At this time, Ling Aotian finally realized how unwise he had been to provoke the Cloud Tribulation.

Fortunately, Ling Aotian's worries were superfluous, and the calamity clouds in the sky above Ling Aotian did not make the calamity thunder again after that tribulation thunder dissipated, and slowly dissipated.

At the moment when the thunderstorm dissipated, several golden rays of light appeared in the place where the thunderstorm was originally located, and those golden lights slowly approached Ling Aotian.

Bathed in those golden lights, Ling Aotian couldn't help but let out a groan, the feeling of his body being nourished and getting stronger made him a little.

Under the bath of that golden light, Ling Aotian's strength began to slowly climb, and finally broke through to the peak of the saint level and reached the god level.

The powerful power contained in his gestures made Ling Aotian show a look of satisfaction.

"Now I should be able to destroy this Broken Saint Tower!" Ling Aotian's gaze fell on the teleportation array.

When he saw the true appearance of that teleportation array, Ling Aotian's heart shook suddenly, and he secretly shouted in his heart, if he had believed in the wall at the beginning, then he would probably have disappeared from this world by now, because the teleportation array he saw before was actually not a teleportation array at all, but a huge Dan furnace, and the reason why that Dan furnace looked like a teleportation array was actually because of the Holy Fate attached to it.

Could it be that this Broken Saint Tower was a tool for alchemy? Ling Aotian couldn't help but guess like this.

"That's right, this Broken Saint Tower is actually just a tool for a strong man's alchemy, those strong people who entered the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower before have all turned into pills because they didn't resist the temptation," the Holy Fate in Ling Aotian's body confirmed Ling Aotian's thoughts.

Using the Holy Fate as a fire, using the strong to refine the pill, what a poisonous method! Ling Aotian was shocked in his heart.

"With your current strength, you should be able to destroy that Dan Furnace, as long as you destroy that Dan Furnace, the Broken Holy Tower will no longer exist. The holy fate in the body said.

Ling Aotian, who originally wanted to destroy the Broken Saint Tower, learned that the Broken Saint Tower actually used a strong person as a material for alchemy, and he was even more determined to destroy the Broken Saint Tower.

While!

With a clear sound, the Dan furnace made of unknown materials was intact,

Ling Aotian was stunned, with his god-level strength, he still couldn't destroy that Dan furnace, what kind of material was that Dan furnace made of?

No one answered this question for Ling Aotian, and Ling Aotian was not willing to fail, and once again waved the remnant sword in his hand and slashed towards the Dan furnace.

However, that Dan furnace seemed to be against Ling Aotian, no matter how he chopped it, it was always intact, not even a trace was left.

"You can't destroy this Dan Furnace like this, only by merging with the sword in your hand can you exert enough power to destroy this Dan Furnace. The Holy Fate in Ling Aotian's body spoke again.

Merge with the Remnant Sword?Ling Aotian frowned, and after a long time, he recalled the scene when he was on the sixth floor of the Broken Saint Tower.

At that time, he seemed to have some kind of peculiar connection with the remnant sword in his hand, could that be the feeling after merging with the remnant sword?

With the idea of giving it a try, Ling Aotian began to slowly close his eyes, trying to communicate with the remnant sword.

Airplanes!

The remnant sword in Ling Aotian's hand trembled for a moment, and then, a ray of light flashed from the remnant sword.

"Break it for me!" Ling Aotian swung his remnant sword and slashed at the Dan furnace again.

Boom!

Finally, a crack appeared in the Dan furnace, which could not be destroyed no matter what.

Seeing that the attack had been effective, Ling Aotian was overjoyed and swung several swords again.

Under Ling Aotian's continuous attacks, the incomparably strong Dan furnace finally shattered.