The tower body runes are densely packed, and each layer is carved with hideous sirens totems, exuding the heart-wrenching quasi-emperor pressure.

"Suppress!"

The pagoda instantly turned into a huge tower of thousands of feet, holding the momentum of suppressing the heavens, and facing Ye Qiu under his head.

"Be careful, little bastard!" Changmei Zhenren shouted.

However, Ye Qiu did not dodge or avoid, and let the pagoda cover himself.

The entrance to the black hole at the bottom of the tower was like a huge mouth in the abyss, instantly swallowing him.

"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man laughed to the sky: "Boy, no matter how talented you are, you can't even think about it even if you enter this Jiuyou Demon-Suppressing Tower..."

"Click!"

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the pagoda suddenly vibrated violently, and cracks appeared on the tower.

"What?" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically.

Follow immediately.

"boom!"

With a earth-shaking sound, the entire pagoda exploded.

Ye Qiu was bathed in golden light and stepped out of the fragments in the sky, like a god of war coming to the world.

"Your pagoda doesn't seem to be very good." Ye Qiu shook his wrist, his tone being outrageously plain.

The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, and gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, don't be proud, look at my seventy-two dragon bone sword formation!"

With a wave of his sleeves, seventy-two long white swords broke out of the air.

Each sword is made of the spine of the real dragon. The sword body is surrounded by the resentful dragon soul and emits a shrill dragon roar.

"Buzz--"

Seventy-two dragon bone swords were arranged in a mysterious formation in the air, and the void was destroyed in an instant at the point where the sword tip pointed.

The terrifying sword energy intertwined, like a cage, surrounding Ye Qiu.

"This sword formation is made of seventy-two real dragon spine, which is dedicated to the bloodline of the dragon clan!" The middle-aged man looked at Ye Qiu and said with a grim smile: "Today I will let you taste the pain of the ten thousand dragons devouring the heart!"

"cut!"

With his order, seventy-two dragon bone swords trembled at the same time, turning into seventy-two white rainbows that penetrated the sun.

Each sword light contains the resentment of a true dragon's soul, which is extremely powerful.

Faced with such a killing formation, Ye Qiu's eyes became cold and he said in a cold voice: "Use the dragon clan's spine to refine weapons, the crime will be more serious."

After the words came, he slowly clenched his fists, and the blood of the real dragon in his body boiled like magma.

Suddenly, a more solid figure of the five-clawed golden dragon appeared behind Ye Qiu's back, and the dragon's eyes opened angrily, suppressing the world.

"break!"

A simple word seems to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Ye Qiu's fists came out at the same time, and wherever the fist wind passed, the space collapsed and time stagnated.

"Puff puff puff--"

The seventy-two dragon bone swords were as fragile as glass under Ye Qiu's fist, and burst one after another.

"No!" The middle-aged man's eyes were bloody.
Chapter completed!