Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

At the moment, at the top of the first floor of the demon tower in Bahuang Town, there is a blue light dense energy above the center.

These energies are the source of the eight barrens of the demons blocking the first layer of space.

Now, all the demons here have turned into nothingness, and all these energies have been completely put away and entered the blue light mass.

This light mass appears in the center of the space, with a radius of tens of feet. The magnificent energy flowing in it, even long Che, feels moved.

This is something he made himself. Now, when he faces it, he is also shocked. It can be imagined that his mind has experienced rebirth and what great changes have taken place.

However, this shock is not fear. This feeling of shock makes him have a desire from the bottom of his heart, a desire to climb to the peak of martial arts again.

"The power of the eight wastelands... In those days, the eight wastelands war emperor and the hurricane war Emperor didn't hesitate to be seriously injured in order to help me quench the eight wastelands earthquake demon tower... Unfortunately... They were young and promising, but they were finally killed by the Black Ghost demon Emperor..."

At this moment, long Che felt the breath of the power of the eight wastelands. For a time, his thoughts soared and thought of many things in the previous life.

Although this eight wasteland demon shaking tower is his Lingbao and known as the first artifact of dragon subduing, it paid a very heavy price when refining.

After recalling for a while, longche shook his head.

He has experienced a lifetime. There are too many memories. He can't bear to look back all the way.

Simply, he shook his head, and then suddenly grabbed the blue light!

Boom!

Suddenly, those blue lights, under his palm, gathered one after another and shrouded his body!

"The power of the eight wastelands, bless me. From then on, this first layer of space will be completely controlled again!"

With the blue light constantly controlled by him, a feeling of regaining control of the eight wasteland earthquake demon tower rises!

Although, it is only the first floor!

However, this feeling, like the tide, let him bathe in it, and his heart gave birth to infinite emotion and infinite pride!

"If you control the power of eight wastelands on the first level, you can cultivate heaven level martial arts, eight wastelands finger!"

"After swallowing these magic elixirs, I have completely reached the peak of the level of primary war king. If I cultivate the eight wasteland fingers, even the strong ones at the peak of the level of intermediate war king will not be afraid..."

Longche's eyes radiated a touch of pure light.

In this ancient battlefield, he can practice wantonly, practice crazily and improve his accomplishments without any worry!

Here, he can use all means to make himself strong. Everything takes becoming stronger as the ultimate goal!

Therefore, at the moment, he also has no slack.

After swallowing and refining the power of the eight wastelands, he began to use the power of the eight wastelands to cultivate the skill of that day level, the eight wastelands finger···

It's been such a night of practice.

CHIDI Qianli, longche's body, motionless, sat on the earth. It seemed that he had sat like this for countless years.

When the bright red light on the second day reappeared and shone through the whole earth, the breath that seemed to come from the ancient times spread from longche's body!