Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 215 Power of the Witch God
"The Ancestral Witch Tower is opened every ten years. This is your chance. Whether it is a dragon or a worm, whether it is soaring into the sky or doing nothing, it depends on how many floors you can climb." Wu Ming, the leader of the Ancestral Witch Cult, soon discovered After getting up, after a simple but exciting opening remark, he ordered several elders of Guiyi's inner gate to start distributing ancestral witch jade talismans.

This ancestral witch jade talisman is a piece of blood-colored jade the size of a palm, engraved with many lines like ghostly drawn talismans. Dangerous, just need to crush this talisman to be sent out, avoiding casualties among disciples.

However, having the Ancestral Witch Jade Talisman does not mean absolute safety. According to what Ditian said, the higher the number of floors of the Ancestral Witch Tower, the more liches there are and the stronger they are. The Broken Ancestral Witch Jade Talisman was killed by the Lich.

About half an hour later, Yang Xuan and the others also got an Ancestral Witch Jade Talisman.

"Okay, let's all go with me and head to Zuwu Pagoda." Wu Ming didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand, and took the lead to walk towards a stone cave in the distance.

Many inner disciples of the Ancestral Witch Cult did not delay, and followed up one after another.

Yang Xuan and the others, led by Di Tian and Fei Xuan, followed all the way to the rear.

Inside the stone cave is a passage dug by hand, which is quite spacious. After walking for about a stick of incense, everyone went straight to an empty mountainside, and deep in the mountainside, there appeared an ancient and heavy bronze gate.

This bronze gate is about ten feet high and three feet wide. There are many ferocious beasts grinning on the door. Each beast has blood-red eyes. Instead of looking at each other, the soul seems to be swallowed. Very uncomfortable.

But this is compared to Yang Xuan and the others. Many inner disciples of the Ancestral Witch Cult did not change their faces and were not affected by it at all.

"Okay, I'm going to open the Ancestral Witch Tower right now. I hope that someone can break through the ninth floor this time and reproduce the former glory of my Ancestral Witch Cult." Wu Ming said, striding to the left side of the bronze gate Stand still, there's an altar there.

The altar is not big, about half a meter high, and triangular in shape. On the top of the altar, there is a bloody eyeball the size of a fist.

Wu Ming murmured a few words solemnly in front of the altar, and then danced and danced a few times, as if after praying, he stretched out his hand to hold the bloody eyeball, and injected energy into it.

The blood-colored eyeballs were like a greedy monster, absorbing a lot of energy but seeing no reaction at all, until Wu Ming's face turned red and he was sweating profusely, feeling that he couldn't take it anymore, the blood-colored eyeballs began to bleed.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound, the bronze gate opened, and a nine-story black tower about five feet high appeared in the eyes of everyone. It was spinning counterclockwise so quickly that it was impossible to see what was inside.

Although Yang Xuan was far away from the pagoda gate, he still felt a little good fortune escaping from the pagoda gate, and understood that there must be great good fortune in the Zuwu Pagoda. If he could break through the ninth floor, his cultivation might be able to It has been greatly improved, and it would be great if he could break through to the Vientiane Realm before arriving at the Sword God Palace.

"Brother, is the black pagoda the Zuwu Pagoda?" Shi Yu looked at Di Tian and asked in a low voice.

"That's right, the Zuwu Pagoda is a low-grade artifact. You will be able to enter the world inside the pagoda after passing through the pagoda's gate." Di Tian nodded and said.

Artifacts are also divided into grades, from low to high, which are low-grade artifacts, mid-grade artifacts, top-grade artifacts, and top-grade artifacts. Above the top-grade artifacts, there is also the legendary good fortune artifact. The Eternal Life Hall is a good fortune artifact, and it is also It is not known whether there is a stronger artifact on the artifact left over from the last chaotic era.

After saying a word, Ditian warned again: "Opportunities and crises coexist. I hope that all juniors and sisters will fight steadily after entering the Zuwu Pagoda. Once you are in danger, remember to crush the Zuwu Jade Talisman as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Shi Yu and others expressed their understanding, while Yang Xuan stretched out his arms to hug Su Ziyao, and whispered in her ear, "Yaoer, protect yourself."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Also, little thief, I know you're in a hurry to improve your cultivation to save Sister Qin Lan, but..."

"Don't worry, I won't act recklessly." Yang Xuan interrupted, he was eager to improve his cultivation, but he is not a reckless and impulsive person, if he knew that he could not break through the Zuwu Tower, he would definitely not force it Of.

"Well, that's fine. If something happens to you, I won't be alone." Su Ziyao gritted her teeth.

"Really?" Yang Xuan chuckled.

"With so many people watching, can't you behave yourself?" Su Ziyao was ashamed and pushed him away.

Just as Yang Xuan was about to say something, Wu Ming's vigorous and powerful voice came: "Okay, the Ancestral Witch Tower has been opened, you go in."

"Yes, Master." A group of Ancestral Witch Sect disciples replied in unison, and then they stepped into the tower gate in an orderly manner according to their cultivation level and disappeared.

It took about the time of Zhancha, seeing all the disciples of the Zuwu Cult entered the Zuwu Pagoda, Wu Ming smiled at Ditian and said, "Nephew, let the little guys behind you enter the tower."

"Go in." Di Tian turned his head and said to Yang Xuan and the others.

"Let's go, be careful after entering the pagoda." As he said that, Yang Xuan led Su Ziyao and others into the Ancestral Witch Pagoda immediately, and seeing Yang Xuan and the others disappear after entering the pagoda gate, Wu Ming couldn't help but said: "Xian Nephew, except for the slightly better talent of the boy in white, these little fellows are not that outstanding, are you really going to take them to the Sword God Palace?"

"Talent is not the most important thing. As long as they endure hardships and are willing to practice hard, they will still be able to achieve something in the future." Di Tian shook his head and said, "Also, the shaman lord was wrong this time. The boy in white is extremely talented, and his talent may be more than a notch better than those of you disciples who entered the Ancestral Witch Pagoda."

"Here, Mr. Ditian, are you sure you're not joking?" an elder of Guiyi's internal sect of the Ancestral Witch Sect asked in surprise.

"Hehe, I never joke. As long as my junior brother doesn't fall, I'm destined to look down on the younger generation and crush my peers." Di Tian said with a light smile.

"It seems that my nephew values ​​him very much, so let's wait and see how many floors he can climb." Wu Ming smiled lightly, and didn't take Yang Xuan very seriously.

In his eyes, Yang Xuan is just a boy at the fifth level of the True Astral Realm. Although his talent is not bad, it can only be regarded as average among the disciples who entered the Zuwu Tower like them. Layers are not bad.

……

After a burst of intense dizziness, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, and Yang Xuan appeared in a closed hall.

The main hall is very large, covering tens of thousands of square meters. There is a hard black floor under the feet, and there are many bronze lamps on the four walls. The lights inside are burning, so that the whole main hall is not dim.

Looking around, Yang Xuan could even clearly see many ferocious beasts carved on the four walls of the hall. He understood that these beasts were liches, pet beasts recovered by ancient witch gods, and they were extremely difficult to deal with.

"A lich, I want to try how powerful it is!" Yang Xuan raised his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand slightly, and a three-foot long silver sword appeared in his hand.

This is a high-grade spiritual sword, and the sword is engraved with a sharp formation, which makes this sword extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud.

This is one of the many spiritual weapons that Yang Xuan obtained from the ancient mysterious territory. In order to break through the ninth floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower, Yang Xuan had already recognized the owner of this sword last night, and was planning to use it to break through the Ancestral Witch Tower.

At this moment, the space in front of Yang Xuan fluctuated violently, and a blood-colored eyeball appeared out of thin air.

This eyeball is exactly the same as the eyeball on the altar, staring at Yang Xuan as soon as it appeared.

No, it's more like spying than sizing up. Yang Xuan felt as if he didn't have any clothes on, and was seen inside and out.

A few seconds passed, and the bloody eyes glowed with blood, and an indifferent voice came out.

"Bone age: 17 years old, cultivation base: the fifth heaven of the True Astral Realm, potential assessment: mid-level earth-level."

"Uh, I only have the potential of an earth-level middle-grade?" Yang Xuan was surprised, and then he was relieved.

This so-called potential evaluation is based on bone age and cultivation base. The younger the bone age, the higher the cultivation base, the higher the potential. The strength of potential depends not only on bone age and cultivation, but also on physical strength and one's own understanding of martial arts.

Just like Yang Xuan, just because of his physical body, just because he comprehended the killing sword intent at the age of 17, his potential assessment should reach the sky level.

Soon, the bloody eyeballs disappeared, and phantoms appeared around Yang Xuan, and quickly solidified.

These are more than a dozen evil beasts with a length of three meters, two horns on their heads, and sharp teeth and claws. Needless to say, these evil beasts are liches.

"Wow wow..." After a series of ear-piercing screams, all the liches moved and rushed towards Yang Xuan, who was flailing his teeth and claws.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and there was no panic on his face. He didn't even use any secret skills. He danced the silver long sword in his hand, forming a solid sword screen around his body. The head lich died on the spot and was strangled by the sword curtain. Don't underestimate this sword curtain, but it contains a powerful killing sword intent, and its lethality is terrifying.

The number and strength of liches depend on the potential of those who enter the tower. Although Yang Xuan only has the potential of the earth-level mid-level, his strength far exceeds his cultivation base. For him now, the witches on the first floor of the Zuwu Tower The demon is too weak to be vulnerable.

"puff!"

Following the death of the last lich, the lich corpses on the ground exploded one after another, turning into a strange energy and rushing into Yang Xuan's body.

This energy is naturally what Ditian called the power of the witch god. It is a strange kind of good luck energy. As soon as it entered Yang Xuan's body, it poured into his sea of ​​qi, strengthening the true essence in the sea of ​​qi. .

(End of this chapter)