There was chaos, and there was confusion in all directions. Tang drunk entered the formation formed by the sword gall and qin heart stone at this moment, and came here.

When you look up, you don't know where the end is. The space was filled with chaos, the spiritual power was violent and disordered, and the hurricane was raging.

The wind carried a lot of sand grains, hitting the body, and there was a dark pain. Only when you feel it carefully do you know that the sand grains in this wind are all condensed by spiritual power.

The sky was gray, and some of it hung low to the east, as if the support point of heaven and earth had collapsed in the east. Tang Zui saw that there was no road ahead, and he could only follow the angle of the sky and go to the east.

The hurricane kept coming, and the drunken plain white robe of the blowing Tang floated up, and the hunting sounded. After a while, the chill hit, accompanied by the sound of the wind, which is indescribably desolate.

Although the spiritual power is violent, when absorbed into the body, it will suddenly feel like a knife cutting inside the body. Tang Zui took out a bottle of spirit wine and drank it down.

Immediately, his body was filled with spiritual power, and he began to chant the mantra and continue to condense his power, stimulating the "Brahma Nine Styles" to a perfect state.

In an instant, the jade-colored skin appeared, and there was an additional layer of golden light barrier outside the skin. In his hand, he held the Natal Treasure Floating Sword.

Adjust to the best state to meet the unknown dangers of this land of creation.

It wasn't until I walked for three days that something appeared in front of me. What I saw in front of me was a huge stone pillar! The stone pillar was as black as ink, and it was impossible to see it really.

As far as the eye can see, it towers into the sky and there is no end in sight. When he looked upward, he was only in the middle of the place, and he was obscured by the clouds of chaos.

Tang Zui slowly approached, and saw that the bottom layer of the stone pillar of Tongtian was actually made of countless weapons piled up, and all weapons were spiritually lost, like scrap iron.

Tang Zui knew that this stone pillar of heaven was the core of the land of creation. All the secrets are hidden here, and if you look closely, you can't see any ladder to go up.

In addition, there is a ban on air and no sword flying. But the base is the height of a seven-story pavilion in the secular world, but the stone pillars of the sky are all over the body, and all kinds of weapons are inserted around it.

Tang knew that if he wanted to go up, he could only do it by constantly stepping on the utensils inserted into the stone pillars. Jumping up at the moment, holding a cold moon shovel inserted into the base in his left hand!

Then the spiritual power condensed on his legs, and then he jumped and stepped on the Cold Moon Shovel. It kept moving towards the top of the stone pillar.

It took only one day to pass the base of this magnificent stone pillar.

When I got close to the stone pillar, I found that the base was not even one percent of the length. Tang was drunk and sighed, this place of creation left by the Sword Ancestor Sword was really good.

I don't know what kind of material the stone pillar is made of, just like the legendary Babel Pillar. The hurricanes that produced the land of creation were all produced by this stone pillar.

Tang drunk all the way to dodge, unable to predict the sudden birth of a hurricane, to avoid the danger of being blown down. Step by step, slowly.

Constantly drinking spiritual wine, replenishing the consumed spiritual power. and maintaining the exercises of the "Nine Styles of Brahma", after all, I don't know when the danger will erupt.

The more I went up, I suddenly felt a nameless pressure arise spontaneously. It seems that the spiritual pressure of heaven and earth is oppressing Tang Drunk's ascending path.

Although Tang drunk slowly, he never stopped. After about half a month, I slowly got used to this place. The rate of ascent is also many times faster.

The skill of jumping on the pedal is also very handy, and with some martial arts learned in the secular world, it is even more like a fish in water.

It was very close to the stone pillar in the middle, hidden by the chaotic clouds!

It's a pity that Tang was drunk and jumped up again, just landed on a blood-colored broken sword, and before he could gain a firm foothold, something suddenly happened.

I saw a small golden sword condensed by violent spiritual power, flying out and rushing to kill itself. Decisive and ruthless, fast and fast.

Tang was drunk close to the stone wall, and the floating sword in his hand was filled with spiritual power, and he had already prepared. When the golden sword flew in front of him, the Futu Sword flowed black and white, and suddenly it shone brightly.

Directly resisted the blow of this small sword, and the small sword was instantly cut in half, and in an instant, it turned into a little bit of violent spiritual power, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Then Tang was drunk and didn't dare to stay, and continued to rise, but there were more and more golden swords. Although it didn't do much damage, the spiritual power was consumed rapidly, and the pace of ascent was also delayed.

It wasn't until after the seventh day that Kankan reached the place where the clouds of chaos were covered.

Tang drunk stopped, and the hurricane was raging all around.

After such a long time, both the body and the Dao Dan have adapted to the violent spiritual power here. Relying only on spirit stones and spirit wine to draw spiritual power has too many drawbacks.

Tang Zui began to try to absorb this violent spiritual power, only to see that the spiritual power between heaven and earth had just been inhaled, and then it was like a whale devouring a tiger, swarming in. Following this trace of absorbed spiritual power, all of them crowded into the body.

Tang drunk felt a headache, his body was like a knife, although there was some pain in the "Brahma Nine Styles", but such a majestic violent spiritual power also made the body a little unbearable.

On the other hand, the milky white Dao Dan didn't expect such a majestic violent spiritual power to hurt the Dao Dan. Dao Dan shone a white light in his body, slowly absorbing the spiritual power.

Tang Zui felt that there was a slight gap between the early stage of his foundation building period and the middle stage, and there were faint traces of breakthroughs. In addition, absorbing this violent spiritual power so frantically is also a kind of tempering of the body.

Then he began to absorb frantically without any taboos, constantly drinking the spirit wine, anesthetizing the unbearable pain in his body.

Overhead is the chaotic clouds, Tang Zui is not in a hurry to go up, but wants to use this process to break through to the middle of the foundation building period!

Tang was drunk and cultivated, and the milky white Dao Dan absorbed spiritual power five times faster than ordinary people. And now I don't know how much berserk spiritual power I have absorbed.

I saw that Dao Dan seemed to have reached some kind of critical point, and he trembled. The white light on the outer layer of Dao Dan became brighter and brighter, and he took out the best spirit wine given by Qiu Dingtian.

After drinking a bottle, the white light emitted by the Dao Dan began to slowly converge. The violent spiritual power that followed by the bearer merged into the Dao Dan.

The shaking that Dao Dan stopped slowly calmed down. Tang was drunk and roared to the sky, venting the pain of this spiritual power stinging his body.

Now we have reached the middle of the foundation building period!

The spiritual power was once again instilled into the Futu Sword, and he suddenly felt a little stronger. After a short rest, he drank another bottle of spirit wine to adjust his body to the best state.

With such a person and a sword, standing on top of a broken sword, and staying for two days, Tang was drunk before he was ready to move and continue to go up.

Leaping forward, his whole body was wrapped in chaotic clouds. He had crossed the middle of the stone pillar of Tongtian, and when he looked up, he saw a magic staff inserted into the stone pillar.

Tang Zui immediately stood on top of the black-brown staff, and the soles of his feet secretly worked hard to balance his body. I found that this black-brown staff was full of spiritual power.

Although it is somewhat damaged, it is also an extraordinary high-grade magic weapon.