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The old man of the sword asked stood in mid-air like a god, and the Jiuyang Sword continued to exert pressure on the nine-story demon tower under his control. Ancient and obscure characters flickered out of the void, surrounding the nine-story demon tower and controlling it. These ancient characters are like chains that lock the Emperor Tower there, even if they are as strong as the Emperor Tower, they can't break through the encirclement of this character chain.

"Ask Jian, what the hell do you want to do!"

Everyone saw with their own eyes that one imperial weapon was sealed and suppressed by another imperial weapon, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

The sword was silent, as calm as an old pine tree. A mysterious chant was emitting from the void, as if it was cooperating with the seal of the sword, and the shiny characters became more and more calm and stable.

Shout!

After all, there were still people who couldn't help it, and a ray of sword light shone in front of everyone's eyes, and went straight to the sword!

Wen Jian pouted his head slightly, a disdainful chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth, finally someone couldn't help it!

"Yan Shen Sword!"

Airplanes~

A vague aura divine sword formed behind the sword, and he only used one look. The Qi Divine Sword had already passed through the body of the person who rushed towards him! It just stopped in mid-air!

"Poof~"

A trace of extremely thin golden thread gradually emerged at the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Supreme Might, and slowly, the golden thread became longer and longer...

Laugh at!

"Senior Brother!" "Senior Brother!"

A terrible roar erupted through the crowd, and several figures burst out of the air, trying to rush towards the figure in the sky that was splitting in two. But when they approached, they saw two golden mist-like humanoid phantoms.

"Senior brother!!"

The Heavenly Venerable Leader looked painfully at his fellow disciples who were about to turn into flying mist, and there was only endless remorse in his eyes. Why didn't he stop him at the moment when his junior brother rushed out, and when he saw that the soul of the senior brother who had supported him so far was gone, endless sadness clouded his heart.

"Ah!! junior brother, my brother will definitely avenge you!!" Tianzun Da Neng's eyes were red from hatred, and only two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

He slowly turned around and faced the old man who asked Jian, who also looked at him expressionlessly. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was quietly solidifying.

"Master, you must not do anything stupid!"

Finally, someone still grabbed this Heavenly Venerable and said urgently. Under the persuasion of everyone, a ray of clarity finally regained in his eyes. However, in the eyes in which he looked at Wen Jian, hatred still occupied most of it.

"From now on," he said slowly.

"My Zixia Cave Tianmo Qianyi Pulse... will never die with you!!"

The vicious voice penetrated deep into people's souls like a curse, and everyone couldn't help but feel chills all over their bodies, looking at this Heavenly Venerable with palpitations.

"Mo Qianyi?"

Asking Jian seemed to be very unfamiliar with this name, Rao was thinking for a moment and still didn't remember which famous power it was. He simply didn't want to, anyway, he hadn't been threatened once or twice. A Celestial-level enemy wasn't enough for him to look at it squarely...

"Let's go!"

After glaring at the sword at the end, the Zixia Cave Tianzun gave the order to retreat. It was the wisest move he had ever made, and he knew that even staying here wouldn't have the slightest effect on Wen Jian. Although he really wanted Wen Jian to go to his brother's funeral immediately, reason was telling him that he had to wait for a better time!!

Airplanes~

As the Zixia Cave Heavenly Vein disappeared into the area of the Gathering Fire Land, the power of the Holy Land was also one less. But from beginning to end, the expression of the sword has never changed.

One after another, obscure characters continued to pop out of the void behind him, and the nine-story demon tower at this time had also been firmly imprisoned.

Wen Jian stood in the void and stared at the people around him, the long sword in his hand swearing his attitude.

As ancient and obscure characters burst out, the people of the Holy Land seemed to understand what he was trying to do. He wanted to use the pure yang power of the fire gathering land and the peerless edge of the Nine Yang Sword to seal the nine-story demon tower here. After thinking about it, they have made some moves, and they must have a statement!

Airplanes~

The Thousand Treasure Tent and the Double Dragon Scissors burst out of the Emperor's power and exerted pressure on the Jiuyang Divine Sword.

"Ask the old man of the sword, it's time for you to stop!"

Wu Tianlan and Iron Ape intervened at the same time. Even the living fossils of the Dao Sect, which had been motionless, slowly floated forward with a whisk of dust.

Qianjian stared at them, his eyes like deep pools of water.

"Looks like we're destined for a war?"

Wu Tianlan shook his head and was uninhibited, "For the sake of the Nine-Story Demon Tower, this battle is necessary. ”

The iron ape sulked in a sullen voice, and did not hide the battle intent in his eyes, "The master of the door sent me, my old ape naturally has to do things well!"

The long-haired old man of the Dao Sect stroked his beard and pinched the trick, chanting the Daozun Dharma number, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Yet!"

After hearing this, Wen Jian no longer suppressed his strength. In an instant, four different forces erupted. The legendary Yin and Yang Heavenly Dao, Time and Space Heavenly Dao, and Chaos Heavenly Dao were inserted horizontally in mid-air, whipping each other and repelling each other as if they were training. The four holy lands and living fossils have all begun!

......

At the same time, Li Ruoxi and Yun Fan happened to touch the edge of the milky white flame. Li Ruoxi opened the curtain of fire, but what was sprayed in front of him was an even more hot and violent red-gold fire.

Through the curtain of fire, the two of them could see the four god-like figures fighting in the sky. It may be that he is afraid that this place will not be able to withstand the oppression of several imperial weapons, and the power of the four gods controls the power of the imperial weapons. But even so, the flames in the place of the fire were stirred up like a tsunami of fire, and the waves of fire rose more than a hundred feet high.

"No, it's getting more and more violent here. Don't run around after me, do you hear?" Li Ruoxi stared at Yun Fan. If he was in the state he was in before he was injured, this wave of fire would naturally not pose the slightest threat to him. But the key is that he is seriously injured, and at the same time he has to protect Yun Fan, which makes the pressure on his body increase geometrically!

"Hmm!" Yun Fan nodded heavily.

It's just that Yun Fan's face was not good-looking at this time, and a heavy pale color stained his face. Although the Emperor Tower is now sealed, he still has a sense of the Emperor Tower. He could feel that the Emperor's connection to him was weakening little by little... It was as if they had been deceived by something.

Do you really want to cut off your connection with the Emperor Tower?!" Yun Fan screamed in his heart. If the high-level leaders of Jiuyang Sword Valley really decided to do so, then his fate with Jiuyang Sword Valley would probably come to an end.

I hope I've thought about it too much... Yun Fan comforted himself.

......

At this moment, in the seemingly calm endless void, something unpeaceful is happening.

In a dark and chaotic void space, several huge figures like gods gathered here. The spatial turbulence in the Endless Void didn't seem to affect them at all, and even the space storm that the Supreme was about to change color for turned into nothingness and disappeared in the wave of their hands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid that this fire land will also be stirred up. We are all human races, so why do we have to engage in unnecessary internal friction for this?"

The Dao Venerable Divine Spirit, whose whole body was covered with mystical green spirits, spoke up and proposed.

And with the first person to speak, the topic was naturally continued.

"Hmph, for an imperial artifact. What's the point of internal friction, anyway, I don't agree that the nine-story demon tower is suppressed here. Who doesn't know the relationship between Jiuyang Sword Valley and the monster in the Gathering Fire Land, isn't it equivalent to being taken in by Jiuyang Sword Valley!"

This time it was the dark god who was shrouded in black mangs, needless to say, this must be the Nine Nether Purgatory Boss who was hostile to Jiuyang Sword Valley.

"Huh. The Crimson God sneered, "Old ghost, be careful what you say. Do you think I'm as filthy as you in Jiuyang Sword Valley? Besides, this nine-story demon tower was originally a disciple of my sect. I can suppress it wherever I want to be suppressed in Jiuyang Sword Valley, and it's not your turn to take care of it!"

"What did you say!"

Between words. The Umang deity was about to blow his beard and stare at the crimson deity.

Thanks to a group of holy land bigwigs in the middle. However, although the two didn't like each other, they didn't want to really make a move.

For a while, the situation returned to the beginning. The people below are fighting the law, and their real high-level people are deciding the final fate of the nine-story demon tower in the form of discussion.

"Alas... You guys. ”

In the end, it was the Dao Venerable Divine Spirit who shook his head and spoke out to break the embarrassing situation.

"Since none of you budge, can you listen to the old way?"

"You say, old way. ”

"Say it!"

The Dao Zun Divine Spirit had a blue light in his hand, pointing to the nine-story demon tower outside the void space.

"I think everyone knows the origin of this imperial artifact. ”

Speaking of this, he deliberately paused to give everyone time to think.

Everyone immediately understood.

"The barbarian forces are not easy to mess with, and the nine-story demon tower is the imperial weapon they value the most. And we can't take the Nine-Story Demon Tower for ourselves now, and we can't give it back!"

"So what do you think should be done?"

The crimson god asked in a loud voice.

Daozun God stopped for a moment, and waited for everyone to be ready, and then he spoke: "The great world is about to rise, and the world in the future will be young people. I think we should seal it down here first, and rely on the power of the fire spirits in the Gathering Fire Land to take care of it, and then inform the various sects about this. I don't think anyone needs to say that those boys should know how to do it. Only the strongest people are worthy of the existence of the first treasure of this earth! I don't know if you agree with what I said!"

“....”

Listening to the words of the Dao Venerable Gods, all the gods were groaning, as if they were thinking about something.

The crimson gods of Jiuyang Sword Valley didn't argue anything, he knew that this nine-story demon tower would definitely not be exclusive to them Jiuyang Sword Valley. Rather than fighting with the various forces, this is a better way!

After a while, someone finally took the lead in speaking.

"I agree!"

"Agreed..."

"Agreed!"

“....”

The ownership of the nine-story demon tower was determined in this way in the vote of everyone...