In endless darkness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a dark golden evil hand, attached to the terrifying shadow, falling from the sky, directly towards the extraterritorial demon.

"Boom!"

The powerful power was emanated, and the extraterritorial demons didn't even have a chance to resist, and they were suddenly slapped into countless evil lights and shadows, dissipating.

"Whoa......

Binocular closure.

Wu Yangyu's brows began to furrow.

There was a look of helplessness on his face.

Although he already knew that this demonic nature in his body was definitely not simple, he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Just now, the hand of dark gold was the evolution of its own demonic nature.

With the stimulation of the extraterritorial demons, he finally began to stimulate that wisp of demonic nature, but the power displayed by the extraterritorial demons was still unsatisfactory.

It was impossible to completely unfold that wisp of demon, and even be suppressed alive.

"Only by drawing out this demonic nature can I have a chance to suppress it, and now it seems that I have to continue to climb the tower. ”

Thinking.

Wu Yangyu walked and moved.

From the tenth floor onwards, each layer of this tower of demons will become more and more powerful.

Really.

When you step into the twelfth floor.

Wu Yangyu lasted here for half a month before he suppressed the evil people sitting in it.

But.

He also discovered an advantage in the Tower of Demons.

The time here is a 100-to-1 ratio compared to the outside world.

Or rather.

In the Tower of Demons, a hundred days, but the outside world has only passed a day, and under this advantage, Wu Yangyu can better begin to comprehend layer by layer.

Thirteenth Floor...... Fourteenth Floor...... 16th Floor......

Gradually, the speed at which Wu Yangyu was moving forward gradually began to slow down.

Even when he came to the nineteenth layer, his body was already covered by a layer of dark power, and his whole person was like an eternal evil god.

Obviously, in this constant battle, his body was also infected by the aura of the Tower of Demons.

But.

Wu Yangyu didn't care at all, and even intentionally began to integrate these powers into himself, and with the help of the power in them, he began to continuously draw out his own demonic nature.

How.

This wisp of demonic nature in his body, the real pride, no matter how he urges, there is no sign of it beginning to emerge.

"Poof......

Finally.

When Wu Yangyu broke through to a card again and successfully stepped into the twenty-first layer, an absolute will came again.

This will is terrifying and suffocating.

Even the moment he just stepped in, Wu Yangyu's body felt like a heavy force struck by lightning, and it was crushed in front of him.

A mouthful of blood, gushing fiercely.

"Boom!"

The divine iron roared, stirring in the space.

This voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and it seemed to be like Hong Zhong Da Lu, rolling out, not even allowing Wu Yangyu to have half a minute of respite and opportunity, and in an instant, it attacked Wu Yangyu again.

In the face of such an attack, Wu Yangyu didn't think about it, and quickly dodged.

"Boom!"

Moment.

Just when he just dodged away, a huge force had already slashed down.

It was a sharp-edged aura, very ancient, as if it had come from an immortal eternity.

"What the hell is this...... What is it?!"

Barely taking a breath, the moment he noticed the person who shot in front of him, the corners of Wu Yangyu's mouth couldn't help but twitch fiercely.

In the void.

A sharp mark, twisted like a sword.

Faintly, you can feel that there is an immortal killing aura enveloping it.

It's like an unsheathed sword, ready to be slashed at any moment.

"Knife Intent...... No...... This is the sword intent ......"

Squinting his eyes, Wu Yangyu roared in a low voice.

In this layer, it turned out to be empty, but this sharp light and shadow like a sword was no less than any of the powerhouses in the tower that Wu Yangyu had encountered.

Moreover, the other party seems to be tangible, but it turns into an invisible during the attack, which makes people unguardable.

"It's not just sword intent and sword intent, among them, there is also a general trend, which seems to be beyond the power of artistic conception!"

To be able to transcend the artistic conception, Wu Yangyu only knows one kind of comprehension - Dao Domain!

He himself has the realm of the gun, and the power and profundity of it absolutely surpass the gun intent.

However, Wu Yangyu is very sure, this is like a sword like a sword shadow, it is definitely not a Dao Domain, it seems to be stronger than the artistic conception, but it is weaker than the Dao Domain, at least in terms of breath, not only mixed, but also has some other breaths.

Come to think of it.

He couldn't help but stare closely at the sharp light and shadow like a sword.

Gradually, a faint coldness began to rise at the corner of his mouth:

"I didn't expect that someone would inject their soul into their artistic conception......"

The voice, echoing in this empty tower, seemed to be talking to itself, but at the moment when the voice fell, the blade-like edge in front of him trembled violently:

"Hmph...... Such a keen sense of perception, this seat has been hidden here for thousands of years, and it is rare for anyone to see through it, I didn't expect that a mere junior would have such eyesight!"

The blade like a sword flickered slightly, and suddenly a sound came out.

The voice was old and abnormal, but it had a sharp fluctuation like metal, as if it was a divine soldier after a thousand tempers, and vaguely, it was mixed with a crazy spirit.

"I didn't expect that there would be such crazy people in this world...... Integrate into the artistic conception with your own soul, and moreover, it is still the artistic conception of both sword intent and sword intent, you have clearly given up your life!"

"Life?"

In the sharp edge like a sword, a sneer quickly came out:

"The juniors are even trying to teach me, the way of the sword, the way of the sword, the supreme avenue, in order to pursue the way of the two, I even killed my own bloodline and relatives, in order to comprehend the essence of it wholeheartedly, and later, my martial arts continued to improve...... However, I entered a bottleneck period, and I went on a killing spree, killing every life I could see...... After slaughtering one city after another, I realized that if I want to break through myself, I must give up everything, all emotions, and even the shackles of my own body!"

Hiss......

Such words made Wu Yangyu's body tremble for a while.

It's not fear, it's a chilling coldness.

The guy in front of him has mutated into a monster rather than a human soul.

For the sake of so-called power, he would even attack his relatives, and even he himself never let go.

Slaughter the city.

This is something that is rare that Wu Xiu can do.

No matter how ruthless a person is, it is difficult for him to be so indifferent to life.

Right now.

Wu Yangyu finally understood why this guy appeared in the Tower of Demons.

In the layers of towers he has experienced, those who suppress them are simply kind compared to this guy in front of them!

"Twisted martial arts!"

Looking at each other coldly, Wu Yangyu's tone already showed disdain.

"You dare to defy my martial arts!

"Boom!"

The roar suddenly burst out.

For a time, the space in the tower was fierce.

The sharp edge of the sword mountain and the sea of swords overwhelmingly came towards Wu Yangyu.

That terrifying aura had even gone beyond the realm of the royal road and reached the level of a monarch.

The edge of a knife is like a sword, and every swing of the sword emits a shocking destructive power, which makes people's hearts palpitate to the extreme.

"Get out!"

But.

Facing this scene, Wu Yangyu did not have any timidity.

If it is said that the person in front of him is a human being, and he still has a heart of jealousy, however, this guy is a mutation of soul and artistic conception.

Soul is undoubtedly one of Wu Yangyu's best means.

In an instant.

On his left eye, a scarlet bloom.

Above the center of the eyebrows, the eyes of Qiyan opened at the same time, and with the release of Dao light, it eroded out in an instant.

The huge divine power, like an invisible net, directly swallowed the edge.

"Hell Palace!"

In an instant.

Under the gaze of his Seven Yan Eyes, a figure appeared in it.

The figure was full of madness, and the sword intent and sword intent on his body were entwined in it, and even turned into a substantial shackle and wrapped around the other party's body.

Obviously, this figure is the real appearance of the other party.

This person is also a poor person, and his obsession has long been deeply rooted in his soul.

But.

The wretched will have something to hate.

Facing a person who dared to slaughter even his relatives, friends, and even cities, Wu Yangyu had absolutely no mercy.

In an instant, the hell palace was unleashed.

A boundless and huge palace directly shrouded the other party's body, and at this moment, within that palace, the gate of hell opened, and countless illusions were born.

"Ah......h

Looking at those illusions, this person's will fell in an instant.

A miserable scream, an instantaneous outburst.

This madman's obsession seems to be stable, but it is like a gushing volcano, and these illusions are the key to opening this crater.

"Buzz ......"

The edge of the sword was like a sword, trembling rapidly, and in this surface, sections of cracks continued to appear, obviously, this guy was close to collapse.

Those visions include his relatives, lovers, friends, and even countless innocent people.

For him, this has endless lethality.

"Scum!"

Glancing at the other party coldly, Wu Yangyu continued to choose to move forward.

Everyone has a thirst for power, but this person's thirst for power has been distorted and degenerated.

But.

It was precisely because of this encounter that Wu Yangyu's heart began to be affected.

For a while, in his body, a faint wisp of evil aura slowly began to wake up, and the source of that breath was the wisp of demonic nature in his body!