"Refining this Town Soul Tower!" Ye Zhou woke up in shock, remembering the place he had ignored before.

Yes!

This Soul Suppression Tower is a collection of the strength of the Pishan Sect to sacrifice and refine the power of the generations, and the spiritual power in it is abundant to the extreme, even if he has experienced the loss of most of the world of the end of the law, it is not something that he can fight hard for as a low-level monk in the middle of the real life.

It's definitely the dumbest approach, but it's not useless.

A gap was cut out of the forbidden light mask, and he could just allow his true yuan to penetrate through this flaw and refine this magic weapon.

It may sound like a delusion, but it's a must-try.

And it's not impossible.

Every word of the nine-character formula contains profound mysteries.

The weapon word trick he comprehended was the control of energy, and everything that contained spiritual power could be manipulated and refined with the war word formula.

The origin of the nine-character true recipe is mysterious, and the quality of the exercises is far beyond imagination, after all, it is the method of sealing the orb, and it may be possible to refine this soul tower with it.

Once successful, this unbreakable prohibition will be broken naturally.

It's just that the body of this magic weapon is so huge, it must be extremely difficult to refine, but this is the only way for him, so he can only try his best.

"Bing!" he knotted the soldier mark with both hands, manipulating the true yuan to penetrate through the forbidden crack.

The true yuan naturally composes a seal script, which is mysterious and unpredictable, not any kind of writing in the world, but like a tiny pattern, which is difficult to understand.

But Ye Zhou instinctively sensed that it was a soldier word.

The words of the soldiers were dense, like ants, as if they had spirituality along the forbidden road, and went deep towards the core of the magic weapon.

Along the way, he encountered many secret doors, as if the person who refined this pagoda was deliberately left, and only by using a specific method can he unlock the secret door and touch the core of the magic weapon to successfully refine it, so as to prevent the people he sent from stealing the magic weapon of this door.

But the soldier characters that Ye Zhou Zhenyuan had transformed seemed to be formless and substantial, and they penetrated through the secret door without being hindered in the slightest.

Soon his consciousness entered a dark space, so vast that there was no end in sight.

The magic weapon is self-contained, this is its internal space, and when the magic weapon is in its heyday, it should be full of inspiration and vast as the sea.

But now there is no heaven and earth aura absorption, there is no monk true yuan to nourish it, this place has dried up a lot, and the spiritual energy gathers like a small pool of lake water, but the number is also beyond imagination.

Ye Zhou's true yuan was not in it, just like a small drop of water that couldn't splash the slightest wave.

But in order to refine this magic weapon, he must put his own True Yuan Brand into it and firmly occupy one place.

Ye Zhou gritted his teeth and encouraged all the remaining True Yuan to pour into it in one go.

True Yuan quickly surged in, deep into the deepest part of this spiritual lake.

But this spiritual lake was too big and too big, and his true essence was just like a trickle flowing into it, which could be washed away at any time.

In desperation, he had no choice but to compress the true yuan to the extreme, and finally turned into an entity, like a small crystal bead.

Ye Zhou's true yuan was exhausted, and he fell to the ground limply, panting in his mouth and nose, but he was not surprised.

The quality of this Soul Suppression Tower is too high, and the level of cultivation with his current cultivation is less than one percent, but this is enough for him to invoke some of this magic weapon's ability, at least it is not difficult to make a small hole in the prohibition of this magic weapon itself.

But he didn't act immediately, but spent another day and night refining the essence of the sun and moon with the orb, and restored the true yuan to its best state, and then he pinched the seal with both hands and released the devil son and mother from the soul refining gourd.

"Ye Daoyou, how is it?" As soon as Wei Dongling came out, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Let's go!" Ye Zhou smiled lightly, his mind moved, and he made a seal.

The Soul Suppression Tower shook, revealing a small opening, just enough for one person to enter and exit.

Ye Zhou walked straight in, and Wei Dongling hurriedly followed, his face full of astonishment, "You... How did you do this? Why is the Soul Suppression Pagoda under your control, can't you sacrifice the pagoda?"

Her face was full of incredulity, and before Ye Zhou could answer, she shook her head, "No! This Soul Town Tower is a magic weapon, and few people in the past generations of my Bishan Sect can completely control it, at most, it is just to use some special methods to control some of the power of the Town Soul Tower. ......”

"Wei Daoyou, you're wrong! I haven't finished refining this magic weapon, not even one percent, but I can barely control some of its power!" Ye Zhou said lightly.

"So that's the case!" Hearing this explanation, Wei Dongling could barely accept it, but the eyes that looked at Ye Zhou were still uncertain.

Each sect has different exercises, and the magic weapons that are refined also need specific mantras to be practiced.

This Ye Zhou was able to forcibly refine the magic weapons of other sects, although it was not completely successful, but it was also an extremely strange thing.

Just when she was surprised, Ye Zhou had already come to the door of the Black Tower.

In front of him is a huge bronze door, the style is simple, tightly closed.

Ye Zhou sensed it carefully, but he didn't notice any unusual aura.

He pushed it slightly, and the bronze door opened with a hoarse sound, as if it were not defended at all.

Ye Zhou knew in his heart that this Town Soul Tower had long been desired by no one to preside over it, and the arrangement of the outer layer of prohibition was already the limit, and there should be no extra arrangement in this black tower.

Even if there is, if the aura is exhausted, how much power can it have?

This is not speculation, but Ye Zhou's preliminary cultivation of this magic weapon, and he has already sensed this black tower.

Although he doesn't know all the specifics, he can still identify the danger in advance.

He walked slowly into it.

The nine-story black tower is 100 meters high, each floor is more than 10 meters high, this first floor is a spacious hall, the inside is empty, and the inside is very dark.

But Ye Zhou, as a cultivator, can see at night, so he naturally doesn't care about this.

He naturally opened his spiritual eyes, and a faint ghostly light sprinkled down to take in the surrounding scenes.

Suddenly, his eyes shrank, and he saw a tall and burly body standing in the shadow in the middle of the main hall, more than three meters tall, like a giant, but there was a heavy shadow behind it, falling down from both sides, looking like a pair of wings.

But if you are human, how can you have wings?

And this man is a little too tall!

Ye Zhou walked over to take a look, and found that this was indeed a pair of wings, this huge body was a monster similar to a human form, with a bloody mouth and fangs, the whole body was as hard as steel, black as raw charcoal, and the whole body was covered with silver hair, dense bushes, emitting a foul smell.

It was motionless, as if it had been dead for a long time, but its fierce strength remained, and when it got closer, it rushed towards it like a huge mountain, which was terrifying.

"Is this ......?" Ye Zhou was stunned, and his steps retreated again and again.

"Flying Zombie!" Wei Dongling floated in, his voice heavy, "This is a flying zombie that my Bishan Sect suppressed more than a thousand years ago!"