Dafutu asked him to wear a coarse cloth robe, a pair of straw boots, and black hair, and walked up step by step.

Thousands of bronze bells, under the beating of the rain, slowly swayed, the sound was heavy and distant, echoing his footsteps.

Bang la, bla blah...... The sound of a huge stream of water came from the desert, and as Fury rose, the raging blood gradually seeped into the desert, surging up like a tide.

The originally lush vegetation was instantly stained red with blood, and there were countless heads, corpses, skeletons, and eyeballs...... For a while, the plants here became more lush, and the colorful flowers also became bright.

The blood, exuding a strong stench, made people creepy, but the blood, as soon as it touched those plants, was moistened, and became incomparably beautiful, incomparably beautiful.

The plant thrives and exudes the fragrance of the plant.

The huge Tallinn, red and green, is a beautiful match.

Gradually, the smell of blood was masked by the scent of the forest.

A huge breath of life, emanating from the stone towers of different heights, was as thick as a cloud of mist, in stark contrast to the raging blood-colored river below, which was both strange and real.

Above the top of the tower, there are no beams, no columns, everything is unobstructed. Because the distance was so far away, all he could see was the endless clouds, surrounded by endless clouds, the cold was pressing, and when he exhaled, he could form ice crystals.

The wind howled from all directions, blowing a group of monks in gray robes, making their clothes hunt, but one by one they looked solemn, their hands bowed, and they did not say a word.

Above them, there was a platform made of bones, on which there were three simple steps, which were used to make steps.

On every bone, black leaves and white petals grew, shining.

These plants exude an endless yin energy, making people feel as if they are in an ice cave, and there is a strong smell of blood, which spreads.

Among the white petals was a throne, half carved of flesh and blood, and the other half of rattan and flowers.

On the throne, there was no one.

"Bell!" "Bell!"

The sound of the bell rang out from all directions, shaking the clouds in the sky as if they were boiling.

When the one hundred and eighth bell sounded, Fu Li's figure was revealed.

"Meet your lord!"

The whole audience scattered and bowed together.

The Floating Shadow nodded slightly, and walked straight ahead.

He quickly reached the top of the steps, and then stepped on the throne.

At the moment when he took the first step, the petals around him immediately turned from white to pale red.

A strong breath of blood suddenly spread, instantly filling the entire tower.

At the same time, in the space in all directions, pictures of bloody rain and bloody wind immediately appeared, all of which were all feats made in order to save this world after Fu Li succeeded him.

There is a doorman wearing a gray robe, holding a spiritual weapon magic talisman, killing the Quartet, killing the Quartet, killing the Quartet; There is a monk in the tower of reincarnation, disguised as himself, spreading plagues and curses; There is a process of selecting elites, a process of fighting each other, and a process of stepping on the white bones and reaching the top. There was once a big floating slaughter who launched an encirclement and suppression of the puppet army, causing countless deaths.

When Fu Li walked to the throne, lifted his clothes, and sat on the throne, all the killing turned into a thick blood mist, rolling in the void, and a black and red crown descended on Fu Li's head.

In an instant, the blood was shining, like a sea of blood pouring down, and the white bone flowers on the steps were dyed with a deep dark red, as if they were dyed red by blood.

Many monks in the reincarnation tower bowed down in unison and bowed down in unison.

Fu Li sat on the chair, his eyes illuminated by the red light, and said softly: "Cause and effect cycle, cause and effect cycle." Since taking over the Holy Tower, Fu Li has always been cautious and has not slackened at all. ”

"During his reign, he launched many wars against the puppet army and killed many people."

"At the same time, he also conducted in-depth research on curses and poisons, and made it his mission to spread the poison and drive out the nine plagues."

"The younger generation is incompetent, I just want to have a clear conscience, worthy of the Holy Tower, worthy of this world!"

"Who has been right and who has been wrong for a hundred years?"

"Please also ask your ancestors to make decisions for us!"

With these words, a majestic gate slowly emerged in the sky.

On the left is a sea of blood with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, full of corpses, as if the end of the world. The right side is full of flowers, flowers are in full bloom, and it is peaceful.

"Dafutu Ling Fuli, diligent and diligent, has made great contributions."

"Worthy of the trust we place in you."

"This land, because of you, has become peaceful."

"The people in the world are all people who are consumed by profit, we are willing to live for the world, for the world, for the world!"

Fu Li stood up and bowed: "Be taught!"

With that, he took down the pagoda that was wrapped in a layer of crimson light and held it high, "For the sake of the Holy Pagoda, for this world, for this land, I, Fu Li, give up the position of the Lord of the Pagoda now, and ask the ancestors to grant it!" ”

The person inside the gate replied very directly: "Yes!"

At the same time, the Futu Tower was also like ice and snow under the scorching sun, instantly shattered, turned into a little moonlight, and dissipated into the void.

Only a ball of blood, as if it was alive, suddenly rose into the air and rushed into the sea of blood of the giant tree on the left.

In the next second, a burly man wearing a gray robe stepped out, and a powerful aura instantly filled the entire tower!

The head of the "Five Plagues"!

The old ancestor took a step and had already climbed the steps.

The blood-red flower had turned into a pitch-black flower at this moment, no different from flowers and leaves.

At the same time, in all directions, a scene of corpses piling up appeared, whether it was a human race, a foreign race, a treasure of heaven and earth, or a spirit, all of them were turned into ruins by this huge reincarnation tower in an extremely terrifying way, with human heads rolling down and corpses piling up.

The "Five Plagues" Ancestor walked to the throne, sat down, glanced at his gaze, and said in a deep voice: "The Buddha's voice is out of the way, and the position of the Lord of the Great Floating Slaughter is vacant." ”

"This seat is going to be in charge of the Holy Tower, do you have any objections?"

"The cycle of the sun and the moon, the gain and loss of luck. Meet the Lord of the Great Floating Massacre! ”

"Meet the Great Floating Massacre!"

Old Ancestor nodded, closed his eyes, and after a while, he spoke: "I have made an appointment that in half a month, in the sky above Frost Resisting City, I will compete with that junior from the Chongming Sect." ”