Outside the White Tower.

Wu Yuan and Pang Jian, one flew to the top of the tower, and the other fell down.

Demon Sect Wu Yuan took the lead in exerting his strength, using his divine soul to control the Purple Demon Eye.

"Hemotian, break the sky with the magic eye!"

Wisps of soul threads floated out from the top of Wu Yuan's head and escaped into the huge evil and terrifying demon eye.

In the depths of the demon eye, which was gradually becoming huge, a majestic ancient demon god absorbed the soul silk of Wu Yuan and condensed it into reality.

In the hands of His four demons, he held a rosary, a token, a spoon and a kettle, as if they had fallen into this world from myths and legends.

The four powerful artifacts that were controlled by the Great Demon God Hemodis and had a world-shattering reputation in the extraterrestrial galaxy were also like the projection of the "God and Demon Creation Academy", revealing the outside of the Purple Demon Eye for a moment.

It's just a moment.

There is an incomparably vast divine might, shattering all the enchantment bans, allowing that white tower to break through the shackles and fly into the sky again!

The four artifacts that seemed to be projections of the void also tore apart the black clouds in the sky at this moment, forcing Ling Yimo and the strange god to appear and exist in everyone's field of vision.

"Ling Yimo!"

"Ghost Alien Gods!"

"Peng!"

With the exclamations of Hu Yuanfei and Fan Chen, the "God and Demon Creation Academy" forcibly built by Ling Yimo was shattered and reproduced again and again.

appeared, and then the "God and Demon Creation Academy" erased by the great demon god Hemotian resisted the infection of demonic energy again and again.

It wasn't until the twelfth time, when the "God and Demon Creation Academy" disappeared again, that Ling Yimo completely defused the attack of the Purple Demon Eye.

However, the shadow of the outer gods has vanished.

The flashes of the four major demon weapons, and the boundless power of the Great Demon God Hemotian erupted, making Ling Yimo, who only had one soul body, miserable.

"Hemotian!"

He gritted his teeth and drank softly, and his spirit quietly disappeared.

Wu Yuan got carried away and went to show the power of the artifact Purple Demon Eye, and the dew of Hemotian in his eyes, which made him jealous and chose to hide the divine shadow temporarily.

"Wu Yuan, not bad!"

Hu Yuanfei did not hesitate to praise.

In the sky above the rising White Tower, the existing evil force was swept away by Wu Yuan with the Purple Demon Eye.

The path to heaven in the White Tower suddenly became much easier.

"Rush!"

Dong Wenjian in the tower, with a saint-level rune in his palm, slapped on the inner tower wall as if he didn't want money.

Those runes that were placed in the Ancient Law Sect, and only the core disciples of the inner sect were eligible to be rewarded, were all used to enhance the flying momentum of the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda.

"Whew!"

The white pagoda was like a silver-white rainbow, rushing straight into the sky.

In the torrential rain and lightning, the White Tower became brighter and brighter, and was noticed by many alien powerhouses who had come to the Fourth Realm.

"Yin Spirit Temple, Heavenly Spirit Pagoda, Terran Elite!"

"Huh! Is that...... A complete land on the border? ”

"There is the breath of a god!"

Many powerhouses of different races who did not get the news and were in different broken lands noticed the sudden appearance of the Demon Spirit Continent because of the flying sky of the White Tower.

"Let's take a look!"

Many high-level alien powerhouses came from different fragmented lands.

At the same time, under the White Tower.

There was a tall figure, which gave birth to a turbulent and strange magnetic field, and began to take the initiative to involve thunder and lightning.

"Crackling!"

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and one by one disappeared into that figure.

Suddenly slender lightning swam over his body like a dragon and snake, flying through his flesh and blood, making him resemble an outland thunder god.

This strange figure also attracted the attention of many alien races and fierce beasts, and the eighth-level Yan Clan and Ghost Clan warriors were full of solemnity and fear in their eyes.

Fan Chen shouted: "Pang Jian, just have me below!" You should work with Wu Yuan to guide the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda to the sky! ”

"No, you go up there to escort the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda!" Pang Jian shouted in a deep voice: "Under the tower, leave it to me to deal with!" ”

Fan Chen, who was overwhelmed by the eighth-level Yan clan warriors, instinctively wanted to refuse coldly.

However, after glancing at Pang Jian at this moment and feeling his state, Fan Chen's eyes lit up, and he nodded lightly: "Okay!" Take care of yourself! ”

He stepped on the golden word "Tai", held the word "one" as a sharp blade, and exchanged positions with Pang Jian in the void.

Ben was below, and he flew all the way up to the top of the White Tower.

When Wu Yuan put away the purple demon eye and entered the White Pagoda to breathe, Fan Chen became a sharp blade on the White Pagoda, an obstacle to breaking the reappearance.

And at the bottom of the White Tower, he turned into Pang Jian, the eighth-level Yan warrior who came to the other side.

At this moment, he stepped on the divine artifact "Heart of Winter" and secretly activated the power of the thunder pool in the spiritual sea.

He tried to pour the cold power in the artifact and the thunder and lightning that converged on the surface of his body into the battle of the stunner gun.

"Peng!"

The stunner exploded in the palm of his hand.

This spear from Bagua City could not bear the infusion of such explosive power after all, and it was destroyed at a critical moment.

High-grade spiritual weapons, after all, are only high-level spiritual weapons, not holy weapons and artifacts.

"Wow!"

In desperation, he summoned the Source Demon Sword that had infested the sword soul.

Even if it is only a broken sword, the material and level of the Source Demon Sword are still higher than that of the Shock Spear, and it can withstand the power granted by the artifact.

"Ice! Thunder! ”

Pang Jian slashed downward with a sword.

The extremely cold power in the fetish "Heart of Winter", the thunder and lightning absorbed by the fetish thunder pool, turned into an ice and thunder sword light.

"Whew!"

The source of this power, the sword light from the two extraterrestrial gods, first fell on the stone axe of the Bull Demon Clan warrior.

"Dang!"

The Bull Demon Clan warrior who was holding the stone axe tightly in both hands, when the sword light touched the stone axe, it felt like a piece of ice and thunder starry sky bursting open.

The incomparable majestic divine might, such as the two gods of Ice Demon and Lei Gong, vented their anger on the stone axe in his hand.

The strong and domineering body of the Bull Demon Warrior and the quaint stone axe slammed down.

The seventh-level ice sculpture carrying him screamed miserably, and the remnants of the ice and thunder that he transferred outward, and the oppression died before it landed.

"Useless brute."

The Bull Demon Clan warrior cursed and flew away one step ahead of the ice sculpture before it landed.

"Boom!"

He landed like a mountain, and in a few leaps and bounds, he reached the stone pier where the Mixed Yuan Ball was suppressed.

"Old man, let's take off and fight again!"

Regardless of suppressing the Mixed Yuan Ball, Shi Dun took him to the sky and went to the Heavenly Spirit Tower.

"Whew!"

The extremely huge hybrid ball suddenly turned into a marble the size of a thumb's head, and fell towards the underground crevices of the continent.

Heavenly.

"Whew! Woohoo! ”

Pang Jian, who was holding a broken sword, suddenly began to exert his strength, and a beam of sword light mixed with ice and thunder divine power slashed and killed the powerhouses of different races everywhere.

The sword light passed, and the alien races that couldn't be avoided died in an instant!

Even the eighth-level Yan Clan warrior and the eighth-level Ghost Clan warrior had to avoid its edge.

These two alien powerhouses smelled the unusual smell of divine power in the sword light, and they knew that Pang Jian at this moment was extremely difficult to deal with, so they stayed away from the White Tower and slowed down.

Soon, except for the two of them, the rest of the seventh- and sixth-level alien races and fierce beasts were all slaughtered by Pang Jian.

"Little junior brother is mighty!"

Hu Yuanfei clenched her fists and waved her arms excitedly, she encouraged everyone's morale, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and said: "Fanchen, pay attention, it's time for us to go back to the Third Realm!" ”

Liu Youyu pursed his lips slightly, and he also felt suddenly relaxed.

The eighth-level ghost warrior who was pressuring her stepped on a boulder and kept moving away from the White Tower, so that she didn't need to be nervous and vigilant.

"Those who are born in the Chaos Sea can really be invincible in the same realm? No! Under this kind of power, the Silent Destruction Realm may not be able to withstand it! Dong Wenjian of the Ancient Law Sect secretly smacked his tongue.

Pang Jian, who stepped on the "Heart of Winter" and absorbed thunder and lightning with his body, the power displayed by swinging the sword at this moment was definitely not something that the Soul Wandering Realm could do!

Dong Wenjian faintly felt that if Pang Jian had been like this a long time ago, Zhou Yi of Jiuli Sect would not be able to bargain at all.

"The guy with the same surname as you was seriously injured because he saved him, which seems to have irritated him." Lin Manhe, who was on the lower floor of the Tianling Pagoda, poked his head out to look down at Pang Jian, and said seriously: "This is his real combat power." ”

Dong Wenjian's face changed slightly: "He hasn't made any effort all along?" ”

"Well, since you're all working hard, he didn't exert his full strength." Lin Manhe nodded lightly and said calmly: "On his body, there are at least two strange things that have reached the god-level level. And those two strange things are not from our purgatory, they have the breath of foreign gods. ”

Dong Wenjian became more and more shocked: "This kid is really from the Fourth Realm? ”

"Whenever the world of great chaos comes, in the fourth and third realms, there will always be one or two characters who can alarm the entire purgatory. He, Dong Tianxue, Zhou Qingchen ......" Lin Manhe's eyes shone with a strange light, and said: "Our human race can dominate purgatory, and we can kill from the weakest race in the Nether Realm to the first layer of purgatory step by step, relying on such characters!" ”

Pang Jian, Dong Tianxue, and Zhou Qingchen were all from the Fourth Realm, which they looked down on before.

But these newcomers are shining like comets in the dim night sky, shining on the way forward for the Purgatory Terrans, and they want to open up a new path for the Purgatory Terrans.

The Heavenly Spirit Pagoda is still gradually rising.

That eternal existence, the thick lead cloud that can be seen by the people of the Fourth Realm is already close at hand.

At this time, Fan Chen took a deep breath.

He shrunk the word "one" and held it in the palm of his hand, spreading his sense and rushing into the lead cloud, discerning the enemies that might be lurking in the lead cloud.

Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror also shone on the lead cloud, secretly vigilant to hide the opponent.

Hu Yuanfei also became nervous again.

Pang Jian, who was very powerful, almost single-handedly helped them solve all the troubles under the White Tower, so that the three eighth-level alien warriors did not dare to approach.

But the dirty power has spread in the Third Realm, and alien races and fierce beasts have already infested above.

Since Ling Yimo has set up a situation, and since there are many strong people of different races who have responded, it is absolutely impossible not to plan carefully.

Then, when they are about to break out of the Fourth Realm, that layer of lead cloud may be their last level.

Sure enough.

"Roar!"

A huge beast with a vague body was hidden in the depths of the lead cloud, staring at the approaching Tianling Pagoda with scarlet eyes as red as blood.

Just a roar shook everyone in the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda, their ears and nostrils were bleeding.

Fan Chen snorted, resisted the urge to vomit blood, and took the lead in rushing into the clouds with the word "Taiyi".

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(End of chapter)