A magic wind rushed across the face, and it was about to hit the tower of silence.

Inside the tower, Ye Lingyue and others all held their breath, holding their hearts in fear, wondering if the Death Tower could escape this fatal blow.

At that moment, the exquisite bells hung on the cornices of the Silent Pagoda, shaking.

Those were a few golden bells, but the size of a fist, with the glyph of "" engraved on it.

The magic wind blade is amazingly powerful, but these little bells did not move at all.

Just as the Demon Blade was about to split towards the Tower of Silence, several small bells trembled.

As soon as the bell wobbled gently, there was a long beep, as if there were Sanskrit sounds under the ancient Buddha lamp.

That Sanskrit sound turned into a wave of sound. The sound was like a wave, and the magic wind blade ran into it.

Brahma sounds burst into the ears, actually suppressing the magic wind blades in the mountain stream.

boom--

In the mountain stream, a large number of magic wind blades broke apart at this moment and turned into a ray of fresh wind.

In the devil's village beneath the mountain stream, the irony on the dialect's face froze at his lips.

The long, tower-like tower broke through the magic wind blade and fell straight down the mountain stream.

I heard a loud roar, and the whole mountain was shaken, almost not turning the magic soldiers' village upside down.

"Come well! Corpse Wing Dragon, go out."

Ye Lingyue and others were listening to the pleasant ringtones in the Silent Tower, only to feel the tower's body falling rapidly.

The Tower of Extinction is extremely fast, but the people inside the tower do not feel a little uncomfortable.

"General, we have gone deep into the mountain stream."

The female soldiers observed the situation below the tower.

However, under the mountain stream, those disturbing magic wind blades dispersed, and under the mists, I saw the location of the defense base camp.

An eagle nest-like soldier's wall appeared at the bottom of the mountain stream.

A large number of demon soldiers are scattered under the mountain stream.

But he saw a man and flew out of the demon's village.

The man was dressed as a demon soldier, and his face was pale and pale, without half of blood.

"It" raised his face and looked at the pagoda in the air, with no expression on his face, as if wearing a mask.

Unlike what Ye Lingyue had seen in the Seventh Army earlier, the debate in front of him changed his body again.

It's just its cold eyes that Ye Lingyue recognized it at a glance.

"Alien Demons."

Ye Lingyue's heart sank.

On the dialect's expressionless face, a cold arc of laugh opened.

"It" raised his hand and made an extremely provocative gesture towards Ye Lingyue.

But seeing it pointing, it seemed to pinch a magic decision.

The ever-falling tower of silence seemed to hit an invisible wall.

In the air, a black and golden formation appeared.

The formation, like a rusty gear, reveals an ancient and terrible breath.

Only the sound of "clicking click" was heard, and the gear twitched.

The black-gold formation is like an open door.

He heard a terrible dragon chant, and in the formation, a corpse dragon circling out.

The size of the corpse dragon is much larger than the one Ye Lingyue had seen in the Jiuzhong Shenyuan earlier.The most amazing thing is that it also has two faucets.

That is?

Ye Lingyue took a deep breath, eyes fixed on the corpse dragon.

There is no good flesh in the whole body of the dragon. Every bone in it is actually made up of densely packed human heads.

"I waited for the Protoss. For more than ten thousand years, I slaughtered 100,000 mysterious demon soldiers.

The argument is complacent.

This corpse dragon was used to greet Ye Lingyue specifically.

The corpse dragon was born, and now in front of the Tower of Death, the Tower of Death was not a small one. In front of it, it suddenly became a small point.

However, the corpse dragon flicked its wings, and several corpse light bursts towards the tower of silence.

The light of the corpse demon, with a breath of breath of death, as long as it was slightly contaminated, the godskin skin flesh, artifacts dust.

Once the Half Tower gets half a point, it will fall in grade.

The Tata of Extinction jumped up in the air, and in the air, like a monkey's head, turned a few tumblings.

But he saw it in the black light, avoiding flicker freely, as if playing with a naughty and clumsy old man.

The corpse dragon missed several attacks and had lost patience.

Its horrible two-headed head shook, and there was a roar in his throat.

His wings shuddered, and his figure disappeared into the air instantly.

Ye Lingyue was shocked in the Tower of Silence.

The corpse dragon has the power to escape.

Suddenly, the tower suffered a heavy setback, and an angry dragon appeared above the tower.

The angry dragon crawled on top of the tower, and the sharp bone claws buckled the tower of silence.

Just swept the dragon's tail, and a hurricane rose around the tower.

The Tower of Violence shook violently, with a loud bang, it was heavily smashed on the steep cliff on the left side of the mountain stream.

In the tower, Ye Lingyue and others fell and turned back.

Under the mountain stream, the debate laughed.

"Ye Lingyue, you really thought you were hiding in the tower, you can sit back and relax. I want to see how long you can survive."

When the corpse dragon collided, all the people in the dead tower were attacked.

It grabbed the pagoda and crashed into the mountain wall again.

"No, I'm afraid this evil animal wants to forcibly destroy the tower of silence."

Ye Lingyue urged the divine power in his body and barely stood firm.

She has the power to protect her body, and the situation is a little better. The female soldiers beside her are not so lucky.

One by one, they were bumped upside down and some were even slightly injured inside.

"It's not the way to go on like this, you have to compete with the beast."

Ye Lingyue was thinking.

The Tower of Extinction is a peerless artifact with excellent offense and defense, but no matter how good the artifact is, it must also be in the hands of the host in order to play a real role.

Although Zitangsu ordered the Death Tower to submit to Ye Lingyue, he did not teach Ye Lingyue to control the Death Tower.

In this way, the Death Tower in Ye Lingyue's hands is like a solid armor, but there is no way to attack.

With repeated shocks, Ye Lingyue also felt that the sky was turning.

Even if the tower was not broken, the people inside would fall apart.

"Everyone obeyed their orders and formed an array."

Ye Lingyue drank suddenly. The sound was like thunder, which alarmed four.

Inside the tower, the female soldiers were suddenly excited.

The female soldiers thought they had heard it wrong, and the general asked them to line up at this time?

Just in the tower, how to line up?

In spite of the confusion in his heart, the military command was like a mountain, and the female soldiers stood up beside each other, forming an array.

One hundred female soldiers, the divine power inside, burst out at the same time.

The corpse dragon once again grabbed the tower of silence and slammed into the mountain wall.

But at this moment, in the tower of the Silent Tower, there was regenerative heresy, a brighter and brighter red light looming out of the tower.