Eternal Demon King

"It feels so good, it seems that I can break through to the sixth level of the real astral realm after passing through the second floor!" Yang Xuan said with a smile, this Ancestral Witch Pagoda is indeed well-deserved. can be greatly improved.

hum!

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

"This should be the second floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower." Yang Xuan whispered, and immediately found that there were many lichs around him. The number was twice that of the first floor. Needless to say, the strength was stronger, but Yang Xuan He is a monster, and his strength cannot be judged by his cultivation. Before these lichs could start, he attacked first, wielding a silver sword and slaughtering.

As the rabbits rose and the birds fell, a group of liches died tragically, and Yang Xuan also gained a lot of the power of the witch gods, and his cultivation base broke through to the sixth level of the real astral realm without any accident, and the real essence in the sea of ​​qi was even more concentrated.

"Haha, well, this is completely the good fortune sent to me, I must pass 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 meditating and practicing Qi. .

On the third floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower, the number of lich has reached hundreds, and the screams of some lich can make people dizzy, but Yang Xuan is determined and unaffected at all, he cast shadow escape, his body is like a ghost Usually rushing out, the silver long sword in his hand draws splendid sword lights, full of supreme killing will, beheading hundreds of lich like melons and vegetables.

Boom!

A majestic power of the witch god poured into the sea of ​​​​qi, and Yang Xuan felt that the real 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 real 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 or sixth level of the condensed yuan realm, I would have broken through to the real astral realm when I reached the third floor."

In the flickering thoughts, Yang Xuan came to the fourth floor, started killing the lich around him, plundered the power of the witch god, and successfully broke through to the seventh heaven of the real astral realm.

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

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

The reason is very simple. There are too many liches, and the entire eighth-floor hall is crowded. Moreover, these liches have made a qualitative leap in both size and strength.

In particular, two of the giant lich were definitely at the level of a lich leader, and their strength was comparable to that of the warriors in the seventh and eighth levels of the Vientiane Realm.

Yang Xuan was attacked by many lich and two lich leaders, and finally had to unite with the war puppet.

For this reason, he also took some effort to clear the hall, obtained a large amount of the power of the witch god, and successfully broke through to the eighth heaven of the real astral realm.

However, something strange happened, Yang Xuan waited for a long time on the eighth floor and did not reach the ninth floor.

Just when he waited impatiently and wanted to crush the Ancestral Witch Jade Talisman and leave, the space in front of him was distorted, and a bloody light appeared in the void a few meters in front of him, and then slowly became solid, forming a shape. Bloody eyeballs.

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

"Human, your strength is very strong. You are the second person who has stepped on the eighth floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower in ten thousand years." An indifferent voice came from the blood-colored eyeballs.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Yang Xuanqiang calmed down, doubting whether the blood-colored eyeballs in front of him were artifacts of the Ancestral Witch Pagoda.

All artifacts have artifact spirits, and artifacts are immortal. Unless they are destroyed by external forces, artifact spirits will not die out, and they belong to an immortal existence.

"Humans, don't be nervous, I am the artifact spirit of the Zuwu Pagoda, you can call me a blood spirit."

"I have seen Lord Xue Ling."

"Well, I'm not talking nonsense with you. Since your potential has not reached the heaven level, and you are not the descendant of my Lord Witch God, the ninth floor of the Zuwu Tower will not be open to you."

"If that's the case, then the kid will leave."

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

"Oh, why is that?"

Hearing the words, the blood spirit was silent for a long time before saying: "My lord the witch 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 ten thousand years, and the Witch God in the Ancestral Witch Tower The power is almost exhausted, and by then, I will also fall into a deep sleep, and it will take a long time to wake up."

"I see." Yang Xuan nodded and asked, "I wonder if Lord Xue Ling will make it more difficult for me to break into the ninth floor?"

This is Yang Xuan's most concerned issue. If the blood spirit increases the difficulty, he is not sure that he will be able to pass through, and even pay the price of his life.

"Don't worry, I won't increase the difficulty of the ninth floor. As long as you can pass the ninth floor, you will not only get a lot of witch god's power, but also get a secret treasure left by my lord."

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

Yang Xuan looked serious and remained silent. He was not afraid of death, but he could not die because he still had to save Qin Lan and find his father and Uncle Fu.

"Why, don't you want to, yes, you humans have always been greedy for life and fear of death." Xue Ling said with a slight sarcasm.

"Lord Xueling's words are bad, not all human beings are greedy for life and fear of death."

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

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

"wish you success!"

After speaking, the blood-colored eyeballs disappeared.

At the same time, the scene around Yang Xuan's body was broken like glass, and after a while, he came to a strange place.

Time went backwards, just when Yang Xuan crossed the eighth floor, in the mountain belly outside the Ancestral Witch Tower, silhouettes continued to flash. They were all Ancestral Witch Sect disciples who crushed the Ancestral Witch Jade Talisman and forcibly sent it out, that is, a few seconds. At the same time, Su Ziyao, Shi Yu and others also came out.

Among them, Su Ziyao, Shen Yuexin, Li Yunfei, and Mu Qingyu broke into the fourth floor.

Shi Yu, Luo Cheng, Tie Feng, and Zhou Kun made their way to the third floor, while Shangguan Lian, who had just entered the Primal 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 broke through to the third realm of the real astral realm, Li Yunfei and Mu Qingyu broke through to the real astral realm, and the rest Shi Yu, Luo Cheng, Tie Feng, Zhou Kun and Shangguan Lian have improved more or less.

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

"That pervert is a pervert, and he must still be in the Ancestral Witch Tower." Shen Yuexin muttered.

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

"Quiet." Wu Ming, the leader of the Ancestral Witch Sect, shouted.

The audience suddenly became quiet, but after a while, someone couldn't help but ask: "Sect Master, did someone really break into the eighth floor!?"

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

hum!

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

It was a bizarre image. In a hall, a young man in white was killing.

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

But it wasn't over yet, the punch had just landed, his waist and hips were united, and another punch was thrown.

This punch is a powerful secret technique, a red-golden fist roars out, causing dozens of lich to explode one after another, like a bright scorching sun explodes, and a dazzling light erupts, boundless, inside the image The entire hall was shaking and shaking, as if it couldn't bear it.

Many Ancestral Witch Sect disciples were shocked and shocked. How powerful this white-clothed boy was, he was able to slaughter crazily on the eighth floor, as if entering a realm of no one.

Although this was an image and no sound came 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 also of the fifth level of the real astral realm. Why is his strength so powerful, he is much more powerful than Senior Brother Tao, Senior Brother Tao may not be able to catch his punch when facing him!"

"Yeah, although Brother Tao has the cultivation base of the pinnacle of the True Astral Realm, he has no confidence to pass the eighth floor."

The Ancestral Witch Sect disciples present whispered and whispered, staring blankly at the white-clothed boy in the image rushing in and killing the lich.

"Look, what are those two lich!?"

At this moment, a disciple of the Ancestral Witch Sect pointed at the two huge, red-eyed lich in the image and shouted.

"My God, that's the leader of the lich, and it's two ends. That kid will definitely not be able to break through the eighth floor."

However, there was a scene that made many Ancestral Witch Sect disciples stunned. The boy in white dashed and slashed across a large number of Liches, and his whole body suddenly glowed with golden light, and he turned into a golden man in an instant.

"What!?" The eyes of a group of Ancestral Witch Sect disciples almost popped out. They didn't know that Yang Xuan used the means to turn into a golden man.

This golden man is too strong, like a golden armored god of war, fighting against a group of hundreds of lich, without losing the slightest.

Not only that, but wherever the Golden Man had rushed, several lichs must have been slaughtered, and their flesh was blurred.

Soon, all the liches were emptied, and the golden man turned his fists to smash the two leaders of the liches, and they were evenly matched.

This is a battle between dragons and tigers. The golden man becomes more and more courageous, giving up his life and forgetting to die. He is a fierce mess, fighting fiercely with the two lich leaders.