Chen Tian looked at Zhao Hao's forehead and Kong Meng's forehead. He was almost sure that was correct.

Speaking of which, Kong Meng is worthy of being the owner of the purple and golden halo.

On this battlefield, an opportunity appeared above Zhao Hao's head and an opportunity appeared above Jin Yu's head.

However, two opportunities appeared above Kong Meng's head, and their overlap with Zhao Hao and Jin Yu was really favored by fate.

"The feeling of this opportunity is getting stronger and stronger."

"If I guess correctly, it should be in the mountains!"

Chen Tian took a deep breath and held the Bishui sword in his hand: "Be careful, everyone."

When everyone heard Chen Tian’s reminder, they were also alert.

But Jin Yu curled his lips: "Five hundred miles from Blood Demon Valley to here, can you sense the opportunity here?"

"It's simply outrageous. You kid are so fooling! Do you think this sculpture is a sand sculpture?"

Of course, these words were all muttered by Jin Yu in his heart and did not say them out.

After all, I am still by Shen Tian’s side, so I’ll give him some face.

Everyone followed the mountains and crossed a mountain.

Gradually, a huge purple tower that was thousands of feet tall appeared in front of everyone.

But I saw that the tower was purple in its entirety, faintly in harmony with the void, and there were seven colors of clouds lingering.

What's strange is that from the top to the bottom, there are cracks everywhere, appearing as bright red as blood.

It is like a series of demonic patterns, making people shake their hearts.

The battle between gods and demons sounded faintly in the void, and the sound of wars colliding with soldiers and swords, and a strong bloody and murderous aura came to my face in an instant.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to see a terrible illusion.

It was an extremely magnificent battlefield. There were bloody dragons falling between heaven and earth, the gods carrying their wings were torn apart, and the golden body of the Buddha shattered...

The thick blood color covered the entire world, and the void was constantly collapsing, transmitting a pitch-black turbulent flow as dark as ink.

Dong!!!

Suddenly, a bell sound came.

All the illusions completely disappeared and everyone came to their senses.

Kong Meng looked at the giant tower, and his eyes showed a palpitations: "It turned out to be this tower."

Chen Ao scratched his head: "Is there anything special about this tower?"

Qin Yundi took a deep breath and said, "Thousands of feet, purple, and cracks all over the body are the legendary tower of the fallen fairy world."

Seeing Chen Ao, Song Fugui and others seemed to not understand, Qin Yundi introduced: "It is said that this tower fell from the void at the end of the ancient war."

"When this tower appeared, cracks seemed to be shattered at any time, but I didn't expect it to have been cracked for thousands of years."

Chen Ao asked, "Did no one try to collect it?"

Qin Yundi said: "The immortals who came from the fairy world wanted to forcefully collect this tower, but were directly collected by this small tower and refined to death, shocking the five realms."

"Since then, no one dares to force the tower to collect."

"However, although this tower cannot be collected, this God of War Tower is still one of the most precious opportunities on the battlefield!"

Qin Yundi's eyes were full of heat: "Senior brother is worthy of being the son of luck, he can actually find it!"

"It seems that my senior brother has a fate with this tower, maybe..."
Chapter completed!