Storm of Kings

The eyes of the god deer were round, and in a blink of an eye the cultivators walked cleanly, without even looking at him.

Maybe that young master is too important, there is really no need to guard his miserable deer, after all, too one door is not for nothing.

The passage leading to the center of the holy tower is a bit dark, but unlike the past, the purple lightning divine thunder that permeates the passage is very weak, but occasionally splashes of cobweb-like electric light, as if it is undefended.

The sacred deer secretly thought about it and understood that this situation is normal, because the sword mound sacred tower is fully resisting the pressure created by the terrible giant, and Taiyi disciple has probably retreated to the foot of the sacred tower, so as to defend it. Bring more pressure.

"I am in fortune now! But only ten minutes." Shenlu suddenly got up, thinking that he should do something with the help of God.

"I heard that Taiyimen buys swords all the year round in the world. Whether it is a broken flying sword or a magical sword that is famous all over the world, they all try their best to get them, and then put them into the holy tower to build a sword mound. No one knows what this holy tower is. How far has it been?"

"Huh, too, I regard my Nine-Colored Deer Clan as a beast. When we are alive, we will find ways to control and use it. When we die, we will peel off the skin and extract the remaining value to extract the remaining value. Those stupid deer have long accepted their lives, but I am different. The leader of the wild sacred deer, failed to cross the catastrophe and became prey, dormant for many years and finally waited for the opportunity, but when will he not take advantage of it?

Shenlu stepped forward resolutely thinking of this, and a purple lightning divine thunder suddenly flashed in the passage, but the "crackling" kept ringing, but its power was pitifully weak.

"Okay!" The deer shook his body vigorously, shook off the blood and bans, and suddenly a nine-color sword light burst out from behind, facing the purple lightning god thunder without fear, he quickly passed through the passage and entered the formation hall.

I saw hundreds of array disks floating in the hall that looked like stone discs. Those who entered did not hold tokens, and these array disks immediately burst into bright light.

Shenlu was horrified, and immediately realized that Taiyi still had reservations, and did not use the reserve power of the Sword Tomb Sacred Tower, but deliberately let other sects consume the foundation first.

"Oops! Since this tower hasn't used its reserve power, isn't it extremely dangerous now?" Shenlu wants to quit at this time. At least two hundred formation plates release formation patterns to lock him, maybe in the next second. Will shake it into blood mist.

This sacred tower is a treasure of Taiyimen Township, so how can there be no masters in it?If it weren’t for the two Supreme Sword Saints who had been caught in the glorious years of seeing the king, they suddenly became extraordinarily old, forcing them to move to remove the influence, otherwise they should enter the center of the Holy Tower to control the formation at this time .

At the level of the Saint King, he has stood at the pinnacle of all beings, infinitely close to eternity.Even if it ages rapidly after being recruited, as long as it is not targeted by the King of God, it is not inevitable.

But if you let it go and let this influence solidify, you will die, at least your body functions will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, the Saint King's Recruitment must also pay attention, unless they have Zhou Lie's skill and transfer the damage with a top-notch avenue, so that there will be nothing wrong in an instant, and there is no need to worry about permanent damage to body functions.

At this moment, the master of the Taiyi Sect had already ordered the other two Juggernauts to enter the tower to control the center, so that they could be safe in the next situation.

However, the young sect master's injury worsened, and the entrance to the holy tower was in a mess, forcing a swordsman to stop and stabilize the injury for the young sect master.

At this moment, the external pressure exploded, and time and space flickered and turned into bright bubbles to suppress.

The billions of flying swords floating at the waist of the Sacred Tower Sword Tomb neighed to themselves, and they pointed their swords towards the sky, suddenly bursting out a bunch of thousands of miles of sword lights piercing the darkness.

"Om..." With big hands covering the sky, the twenty-six-wing giant raised his hand and grabbed it towards the Sacred Tower Sword Tomb.

"No, I will enter the center to control the formation." Tsing Yi Sword Saint left the voice and was no longer in the same place. Another Sword Saint just wanted to stop and follow along. Unexpectedly, the young master's injury deteriorated immediately, and he couldn't escape. The monks of the Saint King level took action to suppress.

"Damn it!" The dignified Juggernaut was dragged here by a wounded, and one can imagine the anger in his heart.

However, there is no other way. He can ignore it when he is someone else. But the person who has been hit hard is the young master, and the fourth generation ancestor of the young master is precisely the elder of the master, who cannot afford to offend him.

At this moment, Shenlu looked at himself in astonishment.

He didn't even lose a single hair. It was really lucky. Once again, through the crisis, the formations that locked him had been forced to deflect, hanging from a high place and buzzing constantly.

Suddenly a voice came from my ear: "Little Lu, you are so bold, you want to get involved in the treasure of Taiyi Town School. Just now, you have exhausted all your good fortune, and I am afraid you will die in the next."

"Ah? Sir, save me." Shenlu is not a weak person, and suddenly turned to look at the passage, only to feel a terrible breath coming towards him.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhou Lie quickly transmitted his voice: "I will sign the spiritual deed immediately. I will come with my heart. It is difficult to deal with the Sword Master with your strength. He is here."

Sure enough, the shadow retreated to reveal a figure.

Taiyi Swordsman in Tsing Yi frowned when he saw a nine-colored deer standing in the hall. This kind of figure did not rub the sand in his eyes.

The sharp gaze swept across the body of the god deer, and said coldly: "The evil animal is so courageous! Even if the ban on the body is removed, don't you want to get involved in the Sword Tomb Sacred Tower?"

"Boom..." A Sanshou sword blasted away.

The light of the nine colored swords buzzed and revolved, but the difference in cultivation level was greater than that of the sky. The Sword Saint blasted the god deer out with only one blow, and his breath fell rapidly.

"Huh?" The Sword Saint Tsing Yi was very surprised. The deer stood up stubbornly after a sword was hit by him, with flames burning in his eyes.

"Do you dare to struggle in front of me?" The second sword is ready to go.

The god deer suddenly roared: "Conclude a contract."

"Boom..." The nine-color sword energy rotates, and the arrays floating on the heights vibrate. All the hidden sword mounds of the holy tower hum, aiming the array patterns at the Tsing Yi Sword Saint and Divine Deer.

"What's going on?" Tsing Yi Juggernaut felt very strange. It is normal for the formation pattern to target the Shenlu, why some formations would turn their spearheads to target him.

"What did you do?" The Sword Saint was furious, raised his hand to take out a crystal clear token, immediately fixed those out of control formations, and quickly changed the formation to point to this mysterious nine-color deer.

The Shenlu even spoke: "You shouldn't take out this token."

Tsing Yi Sword Saint was shocked: "Who are you? Too one does not allow the deer to go to the crossbones in the throat to speak. You unexpectedly avoided my perception and descended on this evil animal. You are by no means a general unknown."

"Hahaha, I'm Demon Lord Zhou Lie." Shenlu had no idea of ​​hiding his identity, making Tsing Yi Sword Saint look horrified, and he took two steps back until he stood firm and realized that he was shy.

"Old Demon Zhou? Demon Zhou? Are you still alive?"

"Afraid? But you are not convinced, kneel down!" Zhou Lie yelled, and the room was shining suddenly, making people chill.

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