Eternal Demon King

"Be careful, this hammer is not light, don't let it slip."

"Don't say it, this thing is really not light, at least it weighs 10,000 catties."

"The 10,000-jin giant hammer is second. If you want to beat the bronze drum, you have to explode with a force twice the weight of the bronze hammer."

"real or fake!?"

"This matter is absolutely true, and, the more you go up, the power will increase exponentially. It is said that when you reach the highest ninth floor, you need to hit eighteen times the weight of the copper hammer to beat the copper drum.

"Damn it, without the use of external force, who can have 180,000 catties of physical strength, that's impossible."

"There are days outside the sky, and there are people outside people. You can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it. I know that an hour ago, someone broke into the eighth floor."

"What, the eighth floor, doesn't it mean that the person has a huge strength of 170,000 catties."

On the first floor of the Drum Tower, in the center of the spacious hall, there is a large drum lying on the ground.

The big drum is made of ancient bronze, with a dark yellow surface.

Around the drum, dozens of people gathered here.

These people are all qualified to enter the Drum Tower without exception. Some people have hundreds of lives. Sometimes there are people who step forward, pick up the copper hammer with both hands and swing it vigorously, hammering heavily on the bronze drum. , making bursts of muffled noises.

A loud noise from the bronze is considered clearance, and a small noise is not enough to reach the second floor.

"Hey, someone is here again."

"Haha, looking at his skinny appearance, I'm afraid it's hard to even pick up this copper hammer."

"You can't just look at people's appearance. Maybe people are not as bad as you say."

Suddenly, there were whispers in the crowd, and then everyone's eyes turned to the main entrance of the hall.

There, the figure of a young man was clearly visible, walking slowly.

The young man was Yang Xuan, with a calm expression on his face, ignoring everyone present, he walked in front of the bronze drum, and grabbed the bronze hammer.

Although the copper hammer weighed 10,000 kilograms, it was like a toy in his hands, and he twisted it up easily.

The look of lifting a heavy weight was so effortless that everyone was speechless for a while.

"What a powerful body, is this child a dragon!?"

The Dragon Race is famous for its great strength. Looking at the heavens and the world, even if it is a body refiner in the Eternal Life World, it is difficult for the physical body to compare with the Dragon Race.

Just as the crowd was guessing about Yang Xuan's origin, a deafening sound came, but it was Yang Xuan who picked up the copper hammer and slammed the copper drum vigorously.

The bronze drum was struck by him with a hammer, and the entire drum surface was constantly vibrating, and then countless cracks appeared. If you only need to lightly hit it again, I am afraid it will be scrapped on the spot.

"Oh my God, what kind of force is this, it even destroyed the drum face."

"Monster, this child is a monster!"

"Damn it, damn it, the drum face is so rotten, what are we going to do next?"

Looking at the tattered drum face, some people expressed shock, while others were outraged.

Just think, the drum surface is like this, how do they beat the drum?

I am afraid that if the hammer goes down, the drum surface will be smashed into smashes.

"What about people, is there no one in charge to take a look?"

someone shouted.

"The drum surface is seriously damaged. I'll find someone to repair it. You all go out."

A black-armored puppet walked in and said expressionlessly.

"Damn, we haven't done the task yet, how can we just let us out?"

"That's right, the bronze drum on the first floor is broken, so let's go to the second floor, right?"

Many people spoke out and did not want to leave.

"To break through the Drum Tower, you must progress step by step, layer by layer. This is the rule, and no one is an exception."

The black armor puppet said coldly,

"Your Excellency, can I go to the second floor?"

Yang Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the black armor puppet indifferently.

"you……"

"This bronze drum was damaged by me and was beaten by me."

"If you can beat the bronze drum, you will naturally be able to go to the second floor."

Hearing the words of the black-armored puppet, someone said unwillingly, "He made the bronze drums look like this, isn't this not destroying public property?"

"If you have the ability, you can also destroy the bronze drum. If you can't, it can only prove that you are too weak."

Leaving a sentence, the black armor puppet turned around and left, leaving a group of people waiting to look at each other.

"Everyone, let's stop here."

Yang Xuan shrugged, came to the back of the hall alone, and walked along a corridor to the second floor.

"Who is this son?"

"I know, he is the evildoer who passed the Yan Luo Temple, it seems that his name is Yang Xuan."

"It turned out to be him, no wonder his strength is so terrifying."

...

On the second floor of the Drum Tower, there were only a few dozen people, all of them sitting cross-legged, secretly regaining their strength.

It is very laborious to beat the drum. Some people cannot beat the bronze drum for the first time, and they need to make persistent efforts to continue to beat the drum.

When Yang Xuan came here, he directly swung the copper hammer, causing the copper drum to make a loud noise, and then went up to the third floor as if no one else was there.

The higher you go, the fewer people there are. When Yang Xuan came to the fifth floor, he saw only one person, a person he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

"Haha, it can be considered that the younger brother can find the elder brother."

With a smile on his face, he stepped forward quickly and gave the man a bear hug.

This person is a barbarian, a barbarian, with a strong physique and natural brute strength. With the physical strength of a barbarian, Yang Xuan is not surprised at all.

"Why are you here, brother? I plan to go out of the Drum Tower and go to Beicheng to find you!"

The barbarians were also very happy when they saw Yang Xuan.

After more than a year of ascetic cultivation, coupled with the encounter with the immortal world, the tyrant's cultivation base has already entered the realm of divine power.

Although he was just entering the Divine Power Realm for the first time, coupled with his physical strength, his strength was also very powerful, and ordinary Divine Power Realm warriors were no match for him at all.

"By the way, you said to find me, do you know that I am in the City of Destiny?"

The tyrant realized that after realizing it, he opened his mouth to ask.

"Little brother not only knows that eldest brother has come to the City of Destiny, but also knows that eldest brother is in the Drum Tower. As for the reason, brother Rong will tell you slowly..."

Yang Xuan and Barbarian sat looking at each other, and slowly informed the situation in the Temple of Destiny. Barbarian could not help but be amazed when he learned the ins and outs of the matter.

He never imagined that in the Temple of Destiny, it was so miraculous that people could still be traced.

After being apart for a long time, they naturally have a lot to say.

After a long time, Manba got up and said, "The fifth floor is already my limit. Brothers are going to go through the barrier, so let's go now. I heard that so far, no one has reached the ninth floor."

"Okay, see you later."

After some reminiscence, Yang Xuan left and went up to the sixth floor. As for the bronze drums on the fifth floor, it was easily beaten by him.

Just before entering the Hall of Eternal Life, he had opened up four of the eight gates of life and death. Few people in the world could match the strength of his physical body.

A small fifth floor, still can't beat him.