The roar of the dragon reverberated between heaven and earth.

This Magnificent Thunder Dragon that has revealed its true body is the one who gathers the Purgatory Thunder Dao as one, and he is the strongest of the current demon clan.

He is also the thunder god of this world, and if he can break the forbidden heaven of purgatory and soar into the vast galaxy, he will also be the best of the thunder gods.

is both from the ancient demon clan and the same thunder god, and Fandi is not as powerful as him.

When He began to fly away with all his might, there were almost no beings in this heaven and earth who were faster than Him, except for those who knew the mysteries of the Void.

"Whoosh!"

In a moment's breath, this fierce old dragon that shocked the heavens and the earth stepped out of the Holy Spirit Continent.

He saw at a glance that Li Zhaotian was walking in the void on the sword tower.

Secretly infiltrated the Holy Spirit Continent, suddenly appeared above the True Dragon Palace, imprisoned his dragon son and dragon grandson with sword light, forced him to hand over Pang Lin, and killed a ninth-level ice dragon Li Zhaotian, who actually wanted to leave with a swagger!

Today, if Li Zhaotian really retreats with his whole body, where will his old face go?

"Li Zhaotian!"

The hideous and huge dragon head of the dragon stared at the sword tower and opened his mouth to spit out.

A fiery ball of thunder blasted towards the sword tower like a star, and exploded in the middle of it.

"Boom!"

The heavenly dome seemed to shatter, and one after another, thunderbolts as thick as waterfalls, fell straight down from the void of the Second Realm.

The explosion of the thunderball, the thunder that emitted, was the furious declaration of the Purgatory Thunder God.

The thunder and lightning of this realm were mobilized and requisitioned by Him at this moment, turning into His power to strangle his opponents.

Between Him and the Sword Tower, in front of the Sword Tower, in this open land realm of thousands of miles, thousands of dazzling and thick thunderbolts suddenly appeared.

These thunderbolts are violent, tough, and massive, and they contain the divine power to destroy all beings.

"Thunder, the voice of the destruction of the world!"

"Boom! Bang! ”

In the void of thousands of miles, the broad thunder and lightning actually blossomed and bore fruit like a dao tree, condensing into thunderballs like grinding discs.

Countless thunderballs exploded one after another, splashing immeasurable lightning and turning into a sea of thunder.

"Whew! Whew! ”

There were nine thunder vortices, which grew out of that sea of thunder and connected with the thunder and lightning of the falling waterfall.

The nine-story tower-like sword tower, in such a terrifying environment, was bombarded by thunderballs in the sky, intercepted by the writhing waterfall, and imposed heavy restrictions by the nine thunder vortexes.

Thousands of sword lights surrounded the sword tower, colliding with the thunder divine power of the dragon.

In an instant, tens of millions of thunder and sword lights collapsed.

"Wow!"

Inside the Sword Tower, the ancient sword marks imprinted on the walls shined with a dazzling light.

The previously shrunken sword tower began to rise up little by little, hard against the bombardment of thunder and lightning, and with the power left by those sword gods in it, it crushed the thunder and lightning that attacked.

The Sword Tower has given birth to many amazing sword gods.

There are several sword gods who are not only famous in the purgatory world, but also after stepping out of purgatory, they are proud of the gods in the vast galaxy.

Before they left this heaven and earth, they all engraved the true meaning of their sword path on this sword tower, leaving a part of their divine power.

And this is the horror of the Sword Tower.

"Whew!"

A jet-black holy sword flew out of the window of the sword tower and condensed into a smart crow.

It flew between the thunder waterfalls, cutting off the waterfalls that seemed to connect the sky and the sea one by one.

This sword is called "Spirit Raven", and it is just a holy sword.

But its former owner was the Sword God Void Spirit.

When the Ethereal Spirit Man was in purgatory, he only had a "spirit crow" in his hand, but he killed a violent demon god, and also caused the tenth-level warrior of the Fifth Realm to die tragically.

If the dragon hustle and bustle steps out of the galaxy, when he knows that the Void Spirit Sword God is outside of purgatory, he also has a great reputation.

Before breaking the purgatory forbidden and leaving, the ethereal spirit left the "spirit crow" in the sword tower, imprinting the mystery of his sword path for those who are destined to understand.

The "Spirit Crow" is not a divine sword, and it is not qualified to be placed on the lowest floor of the sword tower, but its owner is by no means ordinary.

There have always been three sword lights inside the "Spirit Crow".

With the roar of the "Spirit Crow", many thunder waterfalls were broken, and the first sword light fell into the sea of thunder below.

"Whew!"

A thunder vortex was instantly torn apart by the sword light, and the thunder Dao rules that belonged to the dragon hustle were all wiped out by the sword power.

The "spirit crow" flew by, and the second sword light went straight to the forehead of the old dragon that was winding thousands of feet, and the "jingle bell" pierced the dragon's horns, forcing the dragon to stop.

After the "spirit crow", the bird chirps, the golden jade, the fire flow, and the three swords come out together.

It's also just a holy sword, but the holders of these three swords are all sword gods who are mighty in the world.

Inside, there are also remnants of the divine power of the sword god.

The bird's song turned into a spirit bird, the golden jade was a golden broadsword, and the fire stream set off a flow of fire.

The power of the sword god inside made the three swords instantly sublimate, and each handed a sword to this sea of thunder and lightning to the tens of thousands of feet old dragon.

The sound of the bird crowed, overshadowing the thunderous roar.

The golden jade sword submerged into the sea of thunder and lightning, and then split a large thunder vortex, so that the "Nine Thunders and World Annihilation" magic power of the dragon could not be maintained.

The stream of fire fell on the back of the dragon, causing the dragon's scales to explode like a golden iron shield.

The three swords were fired together, and the bloodline and supernatural power of Long Huan were broken, and Long Huan's true dragon body was injured.

And this is the powerful heritage of the Sword Tower, and it is the power left over from generations of Sword Gods.

Although the Sword Tower has declined in this era, and no new Sword God has come out for a long time, none of the powerful true gods of those human races dare to underestimate the Sword Tower.

King Li, Zhu Ji, Ghost Mother, Su Wanrou, and the strongest were able to unanimously leave the last divine seat to Li Zhaotian.

Just know the great achievements of the Sword Tower!

If Li Zhaotian can successfully become a god, if he holds this sword tower with the highest killing power, the confidence of the entire human race will instantly jump to a new level.

When Pang Jian was active in the Holy Spirit Continent, the Dragon Cave did not dare to act rashly, and the reason why the Dragon Cave maintained restraint.

It is also because Li Zhaotian is attacking the position of the true god.

After the news of Li Zhaotian's defeat was transmitted, there was a series of actions on the side of the Dragon Cave, and Long Huan allowed those dragons to be a little presumptuous.

It's just because he also knows the horror of Li Zhaotian, and he knows how superb it is to let Li Zhaotian hold the sword tower with the qualifications of a true god.

"Mr. Mu, it's up to me to consume his sword power, please stop him from retreating."

The dragon roared.

He flipped his dragon scales and sprinkled drops of dazzling dragon blood, creating more violent and powerful thunder vortexes, thunder balls, and lightning waterfalls.

He was able to withstand countless sword lights, and with the sword power left by the sword god, he was rampant in the void.

As strong as Him, the dragon's body is constantly being cut by the sword light, and some dragon scales are either exploding or exploding.

He knew very well that after this battle, the tens of thousands of years of accumulation of the Sword Tower would be squandered.

He is the strongest demon god in the world, and the dragons are known for their strong dragon bodies and have exaggerated healing powers far beyond all intelligent beings.

He is willing to pay a certain price, willing to be injured once, and also consume the foundation of the Sword Tower.

He's going to fight to solve all the hidden dangers!

The Sword Tower is currently in the hands of Li Zhaotian, Li Zhaotian has not yet been promoted to the true god, and he still has the confidence to dare to resist.

He believed that the Sword Tower, which was not controlled by the Sword God, could not kill him now.

Once the Sword Tower was controlled by the god-sealing Li Zhaotian, or controlled by the newly promoted sword god Pang Jian, then these ancient sword powers that had not been exhausted could severely damage or even kill him.

He would never allow that to happen.

"Got it."

Mu Wentao's voice sounded faintly.

This human god who had no face to face Li Zhaotian was dressed in silver armor and covered with a mask of the same texture.

He suddenly appeared in front of the sword tower.

At this moment, those sword lights flying out of the sword tower were attacking the old dragon behind him.

A ghostly cyan hall was shaken out by Mu Wentao.

There are many souls of strong people who have fallen in the Purgatory Heaven and Earth, regardless of race, and they have emerged from the windows of the cyan hall.

"Wow! Rushing! ”

Dozens of windows were open, revealing dozens of faces.

"Senluo ghosts, all souls die."

There are demon souls, human souls, and undead souls of different races, all whispering in that cyan hall, forming a counterbalance to all "souls".

The hall called "Senluo Palace" is scattered with blue light, shining towards the sword tower.

Inside the Sword Tower, many swords that were nurtured by sword spirits suddenly became dim.

The sword soul, which is also a form of "soul", is also restricted by this Senluo Hall that belongs to Mu Wentao.

Divine Sword, Holy Sword, as long as the spirituality is suppressed, the power of the sword will naturally be greatly weakened.

"Mu Wentao, as the true god of the human race, you were actually instructed by that old dragon to attack me. You ghost sacrifice sects, do you really want to be enemies of our human race? ”

Li Zhaotian at the top of the Sword Tower shouted.

"It's not our Ghost Sacrifice Sect, it's just me."

At this time, Mu Wentao was still maintaining the reputation of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, and said indifferently: "I am willing to fall, I am rebellious, I am a scum among the true gods." But it's just me, and the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, and ...... My sister doesn't matter. ”

"You are from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, you are a god seat that the Ghost Mother has sought for you, and you are cultivating the Tao of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect!" Li Zhaotian sneered and sneered, "You still dare to say that it has nothing to do with the Ghost Sacrifice Sect? If it weren't for the Ghost Mother being strong enough, do you think no one would cure your Ghost Sacrifice Sect? ”

Mu Wentao didn't argue with him, but said: "Fortunately, Senior Sister can protect the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, so that the sect will not be implicated because of me." ”

"But she can't protect your death."

A soft voice burst out.

As soon as this sound came out, Li Zhaotian immediately laughed and said, "It seems that it is not me Li Zhaotian who is going to die today, but you Mu Wentao!" ”

The first floor of the Sword Tower.

When the "Senluo Palace" shone with a misty blue light and fell to the sword tower, Pang Lin's soul was also restricted, as if he was pulled into a ghostly place and could not find himself.

As soon as that soft voice appeared, a divine light pierced through this netherworld, pulling Pang Lin back to the world in an instant.

"Master!"

She cheered on the first floor of the Sword Tower, her eyes shining with surprise, she knew she was safe.

"Whew! Whew! ”

One fat and one thin, two old men, and a sword soul named Feng Niang, who were a little stagnant when they acted before, but now they are agile and free.

The shackles imposed by the "Senluo Palace", the checks and balances from the "soul" level, were eliminated at once.

"Su Wanrou!"

Mu Wentao turned his head.

……

(End of chapter)