"The ancient family, no matter how decayed it is, is not something that outsiders can point out casually. ”

"No matter how strong you are, you can't do it!"

A black tower, from small to large, until a thousand feet, stood high in the sky, surrounded by black blood, and a young figure stood at the top of the tower, staring at the old man in the distance.

The young man was slender, his white robe fluttered gently in the wind, his long hair was tied up and danced in the wind, his knife-like face depicted anger, but his hands were standing behind his back, and his eyes were piercing, with the bearing of a superior person.

"Born in endless killing, contaminated with immortal blood, this should be the Killing Tower. The old man smiled slightly and looked at the man squarely, "You are from the Yang Clan." The tone was very affirmative.

"Yang Longtian!" the man stared at the old man, with the intention of asking the two behind him, "But you insulted my ancient family?"

"It's him!" a middle-aged man stepped forward slightly, stretched out his right hand, and pointed at the old man.

The young man nodded, confirmed, stared at the old man, and asked, "What does Your Excellency have to say?"

"Ancient Family...... It's really gone......" The old man shook his head slightly and said with a sigh.

"Whether the ancient family has declined or not, there is no need for outsiders to say. The young man frowned, his anger uncontrollable.

He also knows the situation of the ancient family, but it is not a decline, in fact, it is impossible to decline, and he can't tolerate outsiders to gossip, he doesn't allow it, just like he said, no matter how strong he is, it can't work!

It is the arrogance hidden in the blood at all times, the glory of the ancestors, no matter how strong the old man is, even if he says it well, he will not agree.

The strength of the ancient family is not reflected at all times, and it is destined to be hidden, how can outsiders know?

It's just an old man who thinks he's strong, and what can he know...... He sneered in his heart.

"Yes, you all know that it is indeed declining...... old man is still smiling, "but you are all a big family, with the glory of ancestors, and it is this glory that makes you have perseverance in your hearts, but it is the truth...... Death does not admit it!" The soft eyes flashed with disappointment, and immediately became indifferent.

"Who is Your Excellency?" the young man felt strange.

"Hehe, who do you ask me?" the old man shook his head with a smile, his tone was sad, "I...... It's just an old man who is dying, and he has already stepped into another world with half a foot. ”

"Why do you insult my ancient family when you're about to die?" the young man paused slightly, pulling his thoughts back.

The old man shook his head and sighed and said, "It's just that I have some emotions and some facts, why is there such an insult?" The disappointment in his eyes was even greater, and it was a little hard to believe that this was an ancient family, which had completely changed and changed beyond recognition.

While sighing and disappointed, he also understood that this was inevitable and already predestined.

"It seems that Your Excellency will not admit it?" said the young man's voice fiercely.

The old man didn't speak, just shook his head slightly, and he couldn't stop shaking his head.

"Then there's nothing more to say. The young man shook his head, "Since you have said it, take out the capital to say this, or, die!"

The Qianzhang Black Tower was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the black blood in the air became thick, as if there were tens of millions of troops fighting in blood, and the sound of killing was rolling, leaving the young man's feet and approaching the old man.

The old man was still smiling, but his eyes were a little awe-inspiring, showing solemnity.

"This is the Ancient Family!" With a sigh, the old man waved his arm, and a huge palm appeared and struck the Black Tower.

Unexpectedly, no sound of collision was heard, and the giant hand pierced through the Black Tower and slapped towards the young man.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the young man's figure suddenly became illusory, disappearing at the same time as the giant hand approached, and the next moment, standing on the top of the black tower, the black tower attacked the old man with billowing black qi.

The old man was calm, and another palm was slapped, and a palm was condensed in the air, not as big as before, only less than ten zhang, but the speed was extremely fast, and at the moment of shooting, it was already slapped on top of the black tower, making a dull sound, shaking the sky.

"Stand back!" the young man shouted, and a force quickly rushed out of his body, turning into an earth-colored barrier to resist the black tower that was backed back by a palm.

The middle-aged man and the old man standing in the air felt the churning of qi and blood, and at the same time as the earth-colored barrier appeared, their hearts were awe-inspiring, and they really realized the strength of the old man, and stayed away as fast as possible.

The Black Tower, is a killing tower, it is an immortal weapon, although it is no longer the strongest state in the passage of time, but it is also the treasure of the Yang clan, just like that, the palm was slapped away, and the eyes of the two were completely full of disbelief, and even their hearts felt numb.

He ...... Is that true?" the two looked at each other, thinking of the words of the old man who was fighting.

Two pairs of eyes, staring at the distance where they were fighting, and the two hearts suddenly rose with a sense of sadness, as if they were ...... That's true.

"Show me your true strength and let me take a good look. The old man shook his head, easily shaking off the black marks on his palm, and had already noticed the abnormality.

"Hehe, as you wish!" the young man smiled, his fingers changing intricately, and the wonderful imprint took shape in his hand, and he was beaten into the black tower beneath him.

The old man didn't move, quietly staring at the Black Tower, waiting for the changes in the Black Tower, to see if this Killing Tower could exert its power, and also to see if he could take it.

With the injection of the imprint, the black tower body changed rapidly, and the rolling black aura became more intense, as if it was full of palpitating painful depression, and it also seemed to release the vast aura of destruction existing in the tower, making the tower no longer a tower, like a slightly longer huge flowing black slurry.

"Kill the tower, kill everything!" the young man said softly, like a grim reaper, calmly pronouncing the death of life.

"Always ...... Not really!" The old man shook his head and smiled softly.

The next moment, the black arrived in front of him, a huge suction force restrained the body, he didn't move, he didn't even struggle, let the black thick slurry wrap the body, and after a very short time, disappeared into the seemingly endless black.

"Do you notice?" the young man frowned, and then smiled, "No matter how strong you are, and this killing tower is just an imitation, but what can this be?"

After all, the Killing Tower is an immortal weapon, his strength is not enough, he can't control it, even if he can control it, it is impossible to take it on his body, it must be used to protect the clan, protect the safety of the whole clan, always exist in the clan, and be guarded by many elders in the clan, and what he takes is just an imitation, and it can only be an imitation.

However, after all, the Killing Tower is an immortal weapon, an imitation, and it is not far off, since it is in it, not everyone can come out casually.

If the old man can, he doesn't believe it at all, and he is destined to die.

So, peace of mind.

A large mass of black pulp gradually shrank, and the Killing Tower gradually took the shape of a tower, turned to the size of a foot, and fell into the hands of the young man.

"In the corner of the vault, there are quite a few people from all races who have entered, so you should take a good look. A smile appeared on his young, handsome face, and he smiled, beckoning to his people in the distance, and swept towards the corner of the vault.

But before he could reach the sky, the sky above his head was ...... It's dark.