Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 216
"It's a great feeling. It seems that I can break through to the sixth level of the True Astral Realm after breaking through the second floor!" Yang Xuan laughed. can be greatly improved.

hum!
Suddenly, the surrounding space distorted, and when Yang Xuan came back to his senses, he found himself in a smaller hall.

"This should be the second floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower." Yang Xuan whispered, and then found that there were many liches around him, twice as many as the first floor. Needless to say, they were stronger, but Yang Xuan He is an evildoer, whose strength cannot be judged by his cultivation base. Before these liches could move, he attacked first, wielding the long silver sword to kill wantonly.

During the ups and downs, a group of liches died tragically, and Yang Xuan also obtained a large amount of power of the witch god, and his cultivation broke through to the sixth level of the true astral realm without accident, and the true essence in the sea of ​​energy became more concentrated.

"Haha, okay, this is exactly the good fortune that was given to me. I will definitely break through the ninth floor this time." Yang Xuan was ecstatic, the speed of this practice is too fast, I don't know how many times faster than sitting in meditation .

On the third floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower, the number of liches has reached hundreds, and the screams of some liches can even make people dizzy, but Yang Xuan is determined and is not affected at all. He casts shadow escape, and his body is like a ghost Generally rushing forward, the silver long sword in his hand drew out a gorgeous sword light, full of the supreme will to kill, beheading hundreds of liches like chopping melons and vegetables.

Boom!

A majestic power of the witch god poured into the sea of ​​qi, and Yang Xuan felt that the true energy in the sea of ​​qi had grown a lot. If it increased a little, it would break through to the seventh heaven of the true astral realm.

"The power of the witch god is really strong. This is because my cultivation base is too high. If I only have the cultivation base of the fifth and sixth heavens of the Condensation Realm, I would have already broken through to the True Astral Realm if I reached the third floor."

With thoughts flashing, Yang Xuan came to the fourth floor, slaughtered the liches around him, plundered the power of the witch gods, and successfully broke through to the seventh heaven of the True Astral Realm.

In the following time, Yang Xuan was like a broken bamboo, breaking through the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors at an incomparable speed.

When he reached the eighth floor, he finally encountered resistance.

The reason is simple, there are too many liches, and the entire eighth-floor hall is packed to the brim, and these liches have made a qualitative leap in both size and strength.

Especially the two huge liches among them are definitely the existence of the level of the leader of the lich, and their strength is comparable to that of the warriors of the seventh and eighth heavens of the Vientiane Realm.

Yang Xuan was attacked by many liches and two lich leaders, and finally had to become one with the war puppets.

Even so, it took some effort for him to clear the main hall, obtained a large amount of power of the witch god, and successfully broke through to the eighth heaven of the True Astral Realm.

However, a strange thing happened, Yang Xuan waited on the eighth floor for a long time but did not make it to the ninth floor.

Just when he got impatient and wanted to crush the ancestral witch jade talisman to leave, the space in front of him twisted, and a bloody light appeared in the void a few meters away in front of him, and then slowly became solidified, forming a A bloody eyeball.

This bloody eyeball was as big as a fist, Yang Xuan looked at it, and his heart trembled involuntarily. This eyeball was extremely strange, and it gave him an unspeakable terrifying pressure.

"Human, you are very powerful. You are the second person to step on the eighth floor of Zuwu Tower in ten thousand years." An indifferent voice came from the bloody eyes.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Yang Xuan forced himself to remain calm, wondering if the bloody eyeball in front of him was the spirit of the Ancestral Witch Pagoda.

But all artifacts have artifact spirits, and artifacts are immortal, unless they are destroyed by external forces, otherwise the artifact spirits will not perish, and belong to the existence of immortality.

"Humans, don't be nervous. I am the Artifact Spirit of Zuwu Tower. You can call me Blood Spirit."

"I have seen Lord Blood Spirit."

"Well, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Since your potential has not reached the sky level, and you are not a descendant of my master witch god, the ninth floor of the Zuwu tower will not be open to you."

"In that case, the boy will leave."

"Don't worry, don't you humans have a saying like this, the rule is that the dead are alive, I decided to let you enter the ninth floor."

"Oh, why is that?"

Hearing this, Xue Ling was silent for a long time before saying: "My lord Sorcerer God built the Ancestral Witch Tower, hoping to leave a little chance for his descendants, but no one has been able to break through the eighth floor for thousands of years, and the Sorcerer God in the Ancestral Witch Tower The power is almost exhausted, and at that time, I will also fall into a deep sleep, and it will take a long time to wake up."

"So that's the case." Yang Xuan nodded, and asked, "I don't know if Lord Blood Spirit will make it more difficult for me to enter the ninth floor?"

This is what Yang Xuan is most concerned about. If the blood spirit increases the difficulty, he is not sure that he will be able to overcome it, and he will even pay the price with his life.

"Don't worry, I won't increase the difficulty of the ninth floor. As long as you can break through the ninth floor, in addition to getting a lot of power of the witch god, you can also get a secret treasure left by my lord."

Having said this, Xue Ling paused, and said: "Humans, I have to remind you that the ninth floor of the Zuwu Tower is completely different from the first eight floors. It is a real killing field, and the Zuwu Jade Talisman cannot be used inside. You have to break through, if you can't break through, you have to die inside, are you willing to go in?"

Yang Xuan looked serious and kept silent. He was not afraid of death, but he couldn't die because he still wanted to save Qin Lan and look for his father and Uncle Fu.

"Why, don't you want to, yes, you humans have always been greedy for life and afraid of death." Xue Ling said slightly sarcastically.

"Master Xueling's words are wrong. Not all human beings are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Oh, then are you willing to go to the ninth floor?"

"Go, why don't you go, I'm bound to break through the ninth floor."

"wish you success!"

After speaking, the bloody eyeballs disappeared.

At the same time, the scene around Yang Xuan shattered like glass, and after a while, he came to a strange place.

Time went backwards, just when Yang Xuan broke through the eighth floor, in the mountainside outside the Ancestral Witch Pagoda, figures kept flashing. At the same time, Su Ziyao, Shi Yu and others also came out.

Among them, Su Ziyao, Shen Yuexin, Li Yunfei, and Mu Qingyu made it to the fourth floor.

Shi Yu, Luo Cheng, Tie Feng, and Zhou Kun made it to the third floor, while Shangguan Lian, who had just entered the Yuan Condensation Realm, barely made it to the second floor.

Even so, everyone's cultivation has been greatly improved. Among them, Su Ziyao and Shen Yuexin have broken through to the third level of the True Astral Realm, Li Yunfei and Mu Qingyu have broken through to the True Astral Realm, and the rest Shi Yu, Luo Cheng, Tie Feng, Zhou Kun and Shangguan Lian have improved more or less.

"Where is Yang Xuan, hasn't he come out yet?" At this time, Shi Yu looked around, but did not find Yang Xuan's figure.

"That guy is amazing, he must still pass through the Zuwu Tower." Shen Yuexin muttered.

"Okay, come here, you guys, Yang Xuan has already broken through the eighth floor." Ditian greeted, Su Ziyao, Shi Yu and others hurriedly walked to Ditian's side, and as Ditian's voice fell, many The disciples of the Ancestral Witch Sect were in an uproar, with exclamations one after another. No one thought that Yang Xuan, a foreigner, could break through the eighth floor.

"Silence." Wu Ming, the leader of the Ancestral Witch Cult, shouted.

The audience suddenly fell silent, but after a while, someone couldn't help asking: "Master, did someone break into the eighth floor!?"

"That's right." Wu Ming nodded, and lightly touched the bloody eyeballs on the altar with his big withered hands.

hum!
The blood-colored eyeballs glowed, casting a phantom in the sky.

It was a strange image. In a large hall, a young man in white was killing people.

Although the boy in white was young, he was powerful and extremely brave. With one punch, the body of a lich exploded.

But it wasn't over yet, as soon as the punch landed, his waist and hips joined together, and he punched out again.

This fist is a powerful secret technique. A scarlet golden punch roared out, causing dozens of Liches to explode one after another, like a round of bright sun exploding, and a dazzling light burst out, boundless and boundless. The entire hall was vibrating and shaking, as if it couldn't bear it.

Many disciples of the Ancestral Witch Sect were shocked and extremely shocked. How powerful this white-clothed boy was, he was able to kill wildly on the eighth floor, as if he had entered the land of no one.

Although it was an image and there was no sound coming out, they all felt how terrifying the strength of the boy in white was.

"Too strong, this kid is simply invincible!"

"I remember that he is only at the fifth level of the True Astral Realm. Why is he so powerful? He is much stronger than Senior Brother Tao. Senior Brother Tao may not be able to catch a punch from him when he faces him!"

"That's right, although Senior Brother Tao has the cultivation base at the peak of the True Astral Realm, he doesn't have the confidence to break through the eighth floor."

The disciples of the Ancestral Witch Cult who were present were whispering to each other, staring blankly at the white-clothed young man in the image rushing forward, blasting and killing all the liches.

"Look, what are those two liches!?"

At this moment, a disciple of the Ancestral Witch Cult pointed to the two huge liches with red eyes in the image and shouted.

"My God, that's the leader of the Lich, and there are two ends, that kid must not be able to break through the eighth floor."

However, there was a scene that stunned many disciples of the Ancestral Witch Cult. The white-clothed boy dashed across a large number of liches, his body suddenly burst into golden light, and he turned into a golden man in an instant.

"What!?" The eyes of a group of Ancestral Witch Cult disciples almost popped out. They didn't know that Yang Xuan had turned into a golden man by using tricks.

This golden man is too strong, like a god of war in golden armor, he fought against a group of hundreds of liches without losing the slightest.

Not only that, but wherever the golden man charged, there must be several liches killed, leaving a bloody mess.

Soon, all the liches were emptied, and the golden man shook the two lich leaders with his fists in rotation, and it turned out to be evenly matched, so powerful that it made people tremble.

This is a battle between dragons and tigers. The golden man became more and more courageous as he fought more and more.

(End of this chapter)