"Enough trouble!" A woman's majestic voice descended from the sky, and suddenly the square of hundreds of thousands of people was silent, breathing stopped, and even her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, as if no one was there.

That voice is the realm of the gods has gathered the power of heaven and earth, who else is recklessly releasing the power of the gods on this wandering continent? The realm of life and death can only go out without worry. The power of God, that body may be destroyed by the power of heaven and earth.

The Cloud Spirit Divine Body was not damaged by the power of heaven and earth, but it did suffer internal injuries. She underestimated the backlash of the power of heaven and earth, and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. I had no choice but to show up on the high platform, it turned out that she was already on the high platform, if it wasn't for such a change, everyone would not know where she was.

She wiped the corners of her lips with a square handkerchief, and looked down at the blood on the ground turning into a wisp of red dust floating between heaven and earth. Fortunately, the blood stains were not turned invisible with mana, otherwise they would be injured for no reason.

At this time, she was really helpless about the power of heaven and earth. It can't be used, it can't be absorbed, on the contrary, it is used and absorbed, even if it is the blood of the elves, as long as the body is penetrated by the power of this spell, it will be imprinted with the mark of the curse in the bloodline. Yun Ling still doesn't know what that mark is, let alone crack it. Her mind sank, and the more she worried about the spell, the heavier her heart became. It seems that the original plan is not working. At this time, he noticed that the eyes of the kneeling people were shining on him like the sun, so he coughed lightly and said, "Although today's so-called meeting to invite the gods is ridiculous, it is not for nothing.

I am Yun Ling, your former patriarch. Maybe it will be your so-called clan god in the future, no matter what you call it, it's all right. I will continue to protect this family.

As for this greyhound, don't get me wrong, he is Huanran, and if it is Huanran, he is your clan god. He has his troubles, so when you see him, don't add to your troubles because of him, for it would be unwise to worry too much.

Therefore, when you see him again in the future, treat him with clan courtesy, and do not neglect him! As for his past, there will be a record of his past in the clan classics, and in a few days, the upper and lower levels of the Yuanwei clan will know about it.

There is also a clan god who is working hard for us to resist the power of heaven and earth, and it is inconvenient to see you. Within the family, I only believe in the clan rules, and if anyone disrespects the clan gods, the clan rules will be punished!"

"Patriarch, the greyhound should live in my house, and I bought all the meat today!"

Yun Ling frowned slightly, and glanced at the gray dog, but the gray dog didn't care. Yun Ling raised his head to look at the place where the voice came from, and found the drum in the crowd, as if he was unaware of his great disrespect for the clan god in front of everyone.

Grandpa scolded angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Yun Ling said in a deep voice: "That's it, punish you for entering the Heavenly Tower for seven days!"

The crowd was dumbfounded. Wentian Pagoda is a mysterious place where the clan gods retreat and retreat, and many clansmen have been punished into the tower since ancient times, but no one has come out of it since ancient times. Is it too much to punish a young boy in this way? But no one dared to oppose the command of the clan god. So, Xuan Zhongxing's heartache should be. Looking at his painful appearance, Yun Ling secretly laughed in his heart.

There are 12 floors in the Askan Tower, and each floor has a separate space. When a monk enters the Tao, many key problems can be solved at various levels. It stands to reason that the clan can clearly indicate the function of the Heavenly Tower. But since 10,000 years ago, the Asking Heaven Tower has been a mysterious place, and even Xuan Zhongxing, who is the patriarch, has not received the slightest information, let alone others?

For 10,000 years, the cultivators who have been punished into the interior have always been responsible for Bo Bai, the reason is that Bo Bai has been deep into the realm of runes, and the Wentian Tower itself is a giant rune tower, which contains space and can isolate the power of heaven and earth.

Those clansmen who entered the interior were all arranged by him to cultivate in a suitable realm space, and for many years, some people died inside, but most of them still survived. In the unknown future of the clan, they will become a hole card for the clan to go out of the mainland.

The Heavenly Asking Tower was originally a sacred relic of the Xuan Demon Temple, which was stolen by Bo Bai. Without the Heavenly Tower, the Xuan Demon Hall could not be called the Xuan Demon Palace, so he betrayed the Xuan Demon Hall and followed Yun Ling. Although he was placed in the clan land, it belonged to his private property.

Those who serve are all his carefully selected cultivation elites, and they are more or less unable to break through because of the problems in the realm and have been inexplicably punished into it, and for nearly 10,000 years, this tower has not been allowed to come out, so as not to let the clansmen outside fear the tower like a tiger.

Now, it is not only a child who has been punished, but also the grandson of a patriarch, and although the child has done something unpleasant, because of his young age, it is inevitable that some of the clan will have some sympathy, and that sympathy can sometimes swell to the point of being fearless. One of the old men touched the ground with both hands and begged: "The clan god is gracious, and he should be punished according to the clan rules for offending the clan god, but the young master is young and ignorant, so let him be spared this time." ”

"There are no rules. Since the establishment of my Xuantian clan in ancient times, none of the eighteen generations of patriarchs has regarded the rules of the clan as nothing. Why do you have to change your original intention from the heart when you come to this generation?" Yun Ling said solemnly.

The old man's eyes were resolute, and his voice was hoarse, "First of all, no young person has entered the Heavenly Question Tower in the past, and secondly, no one has seen a single person enter it. Presumably, some people can't get out of it. This is a child, after all, it is the hope of our Xuantian clan. The younger generation will not live long, I am willing to accept it for this little child and enter the Heavenly Tower!" The last sentence seemed to be afraid that the clan god would not hear it, and the hiss was shrill and almost shouted.

He didn't say a word, and he looked indifferent, as if the matter itself had nothing to do with him. Don't say that if you enter the Heavenly Tower, not to mention that there is Grandma Yun Ling in it, even if you enter the Jedi, these clan gods will not ignore themselves. Especially his master was looking boredly at the east and looking at the west. Why worry about it?

Hearing that this old man was going to take it for himself, his heart suddenly dawned, and he said in his heart, after all, there was a clansman he didn't know well enough to say something for him. Although it may not have played any role, it also shows that he is not useless. Otherwise, how could this old man be so impulsive? He had no friendship with him, and he was not the white-bearded brother of his own line, but just an obscure and decadent old man of the side line.

He pleaded for himself, and what he asked for, if not to ask the heavens, but only to ask the heart. Is he the hope of the clan after all? He felt that he couldn't stand like this, and that he had to do something. So he went over and stretched out his hand to lift up the weak old man.

The old man was so frightened that he touched his head to the ground and did not dare to get up. He was waiting for the clan god to show mercy, how did he know that this drum drum actually came to make trouble, and he hated that iron could not become steel and said softly: "Please be cautious, the clan god is above, look at the heart and be respectful!"

"She's the god of the clan and my grandmother. How can it hurt me?" Gu Gu was still anxious about inquiring about the immortal stone before, and at this time he was overjoyed to be punished for entering the Wentian Tower, but how could he have thought that such an old man would suddenly appear to cause trouble. With an anxious look on his face, what he did was nothing more than his own selfishness.

The old man thought to himself that this little young master probably didn't know the danger in this tower, so he explained: "The little young master doesn't know, since ancient times, there have been countless children who have entered the tower, and they have never walked out of it. Before him, there were several descendants who were punished among them, and that was 2,000 years ago.

This tower is like the whirlwind monster of the ghost domain, devouring people invisibly. My old bones are useless, so let me go for the little master. I heard the patriarch tell you to cultivate, so you can cultivate well. The ancestral god is right, the future of the Xuantian Clan is yours, in the eyes of us old guys, you are the Xuantian Clan! Please stay aside!" The old man didn't raise his head, and the breath he exuded as he spoke rolled up the ashes that the Sky Splitting Flame had fallen on the ground like a puff of cherry blossoms.