This is a big tree with a blood-red body and a rich blood aura, as high as 10,000 feet, standing tall in the sky.

Song Xing's divine soul power was suppressed here.

Therefore, he could only rely on his own flesh to climb the sacred tree.

The sacred tree is as high as 10,000 feet, with lush branches and leaves, and the trunk is like a blood dragon entrenched in the clouds, with teeth and claws, lifelike.

The branches are crisscrossed, criss-crossing and constructed into a network.

In this web, there were countless bloody aura, turning into filaments like poisonous snakes, wrapping around the trunks of trees and extending upwards.

"Hey, there's still a sword aura left here." Song Xing's eyes narrowed slightly: "This should be the sword intent of a certain strong man, bound by chains, sealed in this divine tree!" ”

He looked up at the sacred tree, and suddenly, at the top of the sacred tree, a stone tablet appeared.

The stele is quaint, inscribed with dense symbols, and flashes of blood.

"This should be some kind of imprisoning supernatural power," Song Xing's eyes showed a fine light: "It's a pity that this kind of confinement seal has been broken and has long lost its effectiveness." ”

The next moment, he urged the power of the divine soul and injected it into this stone tablet.

The flickering runes on the surface of the stele suddenly lit up.

At this moment, the entire Divine Tree trembled, and it seemed that there were invisible ripples spreading, rippling in the Lock Demon Tower.

Immediately afterwards, from the trunk of the sacred tree, streams of blood light erupted, surging towards Song Xing, reflecting on his body, showing blood red, as if carved from glazed jade.

"Huh?" Song Xing was puzzled.

This strand of blood light is the power of blood jade Bodhi!

After the fall of the gods, their bodies decay, and the blood of the gods solidifies into stone, but they will still leave a little bit of essence, which can be obtained by some charms, and if this essence is devoured and refined, it can be transformed.

However, this essence is not pure, and the impurities are extremely heavy, and for ordinary people, it is a deadly poison.

Only extremely fortunate beings can digest it and completely transform it into the power of their own body.

Suddenly, the sacred tree shook, and a dull explosion came from the trunk.

Above the Lock Demon Tower, a faint ripple appeared.

Immediately after, a bronze spear pierced through and stabbed at Song Xing, intending to shoot him on the spot.

Song Xing's divine soul power skyrocketed, and he grabbed it with his palm and pinched the spear.

Above the spear, a hideous demon appeared, roaring again and again, struggling frantically, trying to break free from Song Xing's control.

But in the next second, he was directly suppressed by Song Xing and turned into ashes.

When Song Xing stepped into the eighth-layer Lock Demon Tower, he felt the entire Lock Demon Tower tremble violently, and there was a boundless demon sound, as if countless resentful spirits were roaring.

Song Xing's pupils shrank, and he suddenly sensed a strange power, sweeping through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, rushing towards him.

These forces, yin and evil and ferocious, are like the tide, overwhelming the world, and want to submerge and wipe out Song Xing.

The next moment, Song Xing's whole body was burning, his entire body was wrapped in flames, making a crackling sound, and bursts of black smoke came out.

This demonic sound, which contained extremely powerful attack power, actually penetrated into his flesh and blood.

"Divine Power - Divine Mind Transformation Knife!"

Song Xing let out a low shout, and his divine thoughts condensed into a divine sword, slashing the Quartet.

The endless souls around him were annihilated in the screams.

This divine thought is composed of Song Xing's own spirit, bloodline, etc., which is closely related to his divine soul, and once he encounters danger, he can burst out with extremely powerful attacking power.

As soon as the divine thought came out, Song Xing suddenly felt that his body was comfortable, and those strange forces that invaded him retreated one after another.

However, the Lock Demon Tower was too powerful, and as soon as Shen Nian left the center of his eyebrows, an even more terrifying magic sound immediately sounded, like a cry and a complaint, burrowing into his head, making him have a splitting headache and almost faint.

"It's so powerful, but I underestimated that this lock demon tower is too powerful."

This lock demon tower is full of endless souls, these souls are ancient gods, who died in the lock demon tower, and will wake up every thousand years.

What kind of lock demon tower, it is clearly the town god tower!

Song Xing's eyes were sharp, and his hands were sealed: "Divine thoughts turn into fire and burn everything!" ”

Under the control of Song Xing's divine soul, his divine soul once again released the power of the fiery divine soul, enveloping this area.

The power of the divine soul to overcome all kinds of evil!

As the power of the divine soul diffused, those terrible wails came to an abrupt end.

The entire space fell silent.

The power of the divine soul has absolute restraint against evil.

Between Song Xing's divine thoughts, he found a white mist, which was constantly twisting and wriggling, vaguely showing a human figure, as if he was in an illusion.

"You dare to play with the Nightmare Technique in front of me, do you really think that your methods will work for me?"

Song Xing sneered and urged the power of the divine soul.

His divine soul instantly turned into a round of great sun, and with a bang, it crashed into the white mist.

Suddenly, the white mist dissipated, and the illusion vanished.

A thumb-sized bead of white bone floated in midair.

The white bone beads shine brightly.

Song Xing's eyes flashed, and a burst of divine soul power erupted, and he ingested the white bone beads.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the white bone bead suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, and a wisp of dark power shot out from it, blasting into Song Xing's mind.

"Hmph, stubborn!" Song Xing snorted angrily, he didn't dodge at all, and let this obscure power hit his forehead.

It's an obscure atmosphere, extraordinary, with a touch of death. If an ordinary monk encounters it, it will surely meet with bad luck.

However, Song Xing was unheard.

This force hit his forehead, and it was absorbed in an instant.

Immediately, two sentences appeared in Song Xing's mind.

"The god of the town, the god of the town......"

These two sentences seem to contain an inexplicable and mysterious power, which is extremely profound and addictive.

"Sure enough, this Demon Lock Tower was created by the Demon Clan to subdue many gods and suppress them, so that they would be trapped in the Demon Lock Tower forever. It's just that the gods here are very powerful and unfathomable during their lifetimes, and I don't know who sealed them here. Song Xing's mind changed sharply, and he deduced many things.

He seemed to see the scenes in the Lock Demon Tower countless years ago, all of which were imprinted in his heart, and one picture after another flowed in his heart: countless golden armor gods were suppressed, chained, scarred and bloody.

It was a great battle, and in the end, the owner of the Demon Lock Tower won.

Song Xing saw a skeleton, all of which were gods.

During their lifetimes, they were also majestic, ruling hundreds of millions of miles of territory, calling for wind and rain, scolding Fang Xuan, and standing proud, but under the lock demon tower, they still turned into corpses.

"Gods, the flesh and blood of gods, can be described as an excellent tonic for the divine fetus......"

When entering the ninth floor of the Lock Demon Tower, Song Xing looked at a long river, rolling and flowing, with white bones piled up on it, and some of the white bones even maintained their alien appearance.

On top of the river of bones, an altar stands with various gods enshrined.

"Divine Soul Sacrifice!"

Song Xing was taken aback, he recognized it, this was the Divine Soul Sacrifice, the altar that communicated with the outside of the sky, summoned the soul of a powerful Divine Spirit, descended for himself, and obtained a huge gain.

(End of chapter)