“Geeh…”

With a slight frowning, he opened his mouth and gritted his teeth coldly. He was competing with a chair, and his teeth were grinding very happily.

On the wooden chair, purple and black light flowed. Although it was not very thick, it was very tough, as if it was made of fine iron, bound and wrapped around cold limbs.

However, he couldn't help grinding his teeth and biting it, and gradually nibbled the branches extending from the wooden chair. Perhaps it shouldn't be called "gate". Blood oozed out of his gums and dripped on those branches. The branches suddenly shone and withered quickly. Then the entire wooden chair instantly turned into a dry shape, losing its spirituality.

He pulled the dead branches wrapped around his body in a few seconds, stood up coldly, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and felt a warm feeling when he entered his hand.

“…”

After a little silence, he wiped the blood completely, pulled the dead wooden chair, quickly split it slightly into wooden strips, and suddenly smashed it towards the surrounding tower wall.

Although the branches of the wooden chair were dry, they were still very resilient. They made sounds on the wall, as if they had touched something. The tower body suddenly became bright and buzzed. There were mysterious patterns lit up, wandering non-stop, like dragons gathering.

"roar--!!"

The dragon roared and became powerful, as if a giant dragon suddenly woke up in the tower, trying to suppress the insect that dared to provoke.

In an instant, a burst of oppressive aura erupted in the main hall of this layer of tower. The tower body that could be seen was bright, exuding mist divine luster, forming a huge map of the Molong swallowing tower.

The ancient picture seems to be embedded in the tower, and the situation on it is very realistic: there is an ink dragon swimming, its scales are crystal clear, its head is magnificent, and its five fingers are catching in the air, opening the dragon's mouth and devouring a pagoda.

If the people present could see the outside world at this moment, they would find that the disk-shaped ink dragon passage was really swimming, tightly entangling the demon-locking pagoda, and the spire of the tower that the dragon mouth angrily broke through seemed to be about to swallow the entire tower.

Outside the Demon Locking Tower, both the cultivators of the Artifact Sect and the sword cultivators on the Fallen Ridge were frowning and looking straight in front of them, surprised and puzzled.

"What happened? Why did this pagoda suddenly burst out with divine power? Could it be that the beast-like man had triggered some formation to completely revive the pagoda..."

Everyone looked at the demon lock tower, and their expressions suddenly became shocked and no longer spoke.

At this moment, the bronze giant door suddenly closed tightly, and the door was shining with dazzling divine light. The seven door nails were bright and clearly appeared in the divine light, leading to the long river of spiritual power in the void, causing the momentum of the entire pagoda to rise step by step.

The ink dragon passage revived, like a real dragon entangling the pagoda, which had completely swallowed the spiral of the tower. Both the ink dragon and the pagoda were trembling, and endless runes lit up, brilliant and majestic.

At this moment, the pagoda refined by Venerable Molong was too bright, blooming with endless brilliance, reflecting the night like day. A vast and unpredictable force surged up in the tower, violently oppressing the surroundings. The momentum was extremely powerful, like a mountain collapse and tsunami, breaking wildly.

The body of the beast without a soul fell down. Although it was unwilling to roar, it could not stand up again and gradually turned into a pool of mud. The infinite poisonous insects were dissipating, suppressed by the terrible aura and wiped out.

Endless magma seeps out of the surface, bright red, with infinite heat inside, gushing like a huge fountain, which flows into a magma siege in a short moment.

The magma was extremely hot at this moment. Some magma fire beasts reappeared, with strange runes on their bodies, and they were shooting and rushing freely, burning the remaining poisonous insects to ashes.

The void exploded, and the pagoda turned into a hot ocean, and there was an endless vast and heavy aura swelling. The seven ancient chariots of the Qi Sect were all blown away, and the Lihuo Sword Formation at the Fallen Ridge collapsed, and twenty-eight people vomited blood and flew backwards in the void.

"What the hell is going on! What did you do!"

Inside the Demon Locking Tower, Song Li roared angrily, staring at the cold, his strong body trembled, gradually "tree transformed" and regressed back to the evil appearance.

Now the divine beauty in the Demon Locking Tower is cold and the Taoist patterns are intertwined. The tower body is gradually shrinking. There is a great suppression breath flowing, suppressing all demons and making big monsters of his level feel palpitations.

"Kaku..."

With the sound of light and the rich aura continued to spread, the last six remaining sea beasts such as Lao Ao were trembling and panicking.

"This demon lock tower has recovered and wants to suppress all demon cultivators in the tower..." Lao Ao spoke with difficulty, bloodshot in his huge eyes, and he was extremely tired. The old man in gray shirt had hurt him before. Now, after a series of battles, he almost suppressed his physical potential. He was too weak to resist the suppressed aura of the pagoda.

"Rely on each other, don't get close to the wall of the tower." The green sea snake screamed, covered in blood, and large pieces of scales turned over, bloody and bloody, and was severely injured when fighting with Songli. The other sea beasts were injured in different injuries, and were very tired, surrounded by them, working together to fight against the breath of suppression.

"What level has the young man reached for the formation attained by the formation that he could easily stimulate the formation of this pagoda and make it truly revived." Kang Zhou and Miao Ze were shocked. As human race, they were not deliberately suppressed by the Locking Demon Tower, but their aura was a little sluggish.

Lengran stood there, silently hiding his merits and fame.

In fact, he was just focusing on his energy and touching it when he saw a place with rich vitality. He didn't know how the formation was operated, but he knew that after doing so, the situation would be beneficial to himself.

"Two, now the Great Yao Song is suppressed and his strength has been greatly reduced. Why not take this opportunity to kill him!"

Cold and deep voice opened, looking at Kang Zhou and Miao Ze.

"That's right!" The two nodded and responded, woke up from their daze, and divine beauty burst out all over their bodies, and they attacked Song Li.

The mysterious shield collided and the fire hammer shot. The two cooperated very well and attacked from the left and right sides to block the Sun Li's actions.

"It's too much!" Song Li frowned and shouted, trying to dance the Three Tribulation Dragon Pattern Stick in his wrist, his face suddenly turned pale and he collapsed with powerlessness.

"Swish..."

A sound of breaking through the air sounded. Jian Hong and Miao Ze rushed out, trying to block the shield and hammer two treasure soldiers, but they were immediately suppressed and killed, turning into bloody wood chips and exploding in all directions. They were just half demons transformed from corpses and tree species. After a series of actions, they showed fatigue. They could not compare to the real big demons and were killed by the two martial kings.

"It's your turn!"

Kang Zhou yelled softly, grabbed the hammer again while shooting, and smashed it to Songli.

The wind suddenly rose, and the fire was fierce. Although the attack power seemed a little weaker under the breath of the pagoda, it was actually a blow from King Wu.

The pine li's arms blocked out, and the thick branches as thick as dragons crossed and collided with the treasure hammer, making waves of sounds, which were very tough, but they could not fight against the flames on the treasure hammer for a long time, and were gradually burning.

"Buzz~"

The void trembled slightly, and the mysterious shield rushed over, like a giant seal, dazzling and mysterious. Miao Ze pushed the mysterious shield with one hand, and mist burst out all over his body. The rushing was very fast, making the mysterious shield even heavier and crashed into Song Li's chest.

"Bang!"

Songli was hit on the wall of the tower body, wrapped in endless suppression aura, making hoarse and painful hum. In the blink of an eye, she turned into an ancient tree with a human face, and then was brought into the hall pillar by mysterious patterns, turning into an ancient tree pattern and could no longer move.

"Several people should change their size immediately, we must leave here!"

Leng Ran said anxiously to several sea beasts, and suddenly ran, leading the way forward, and heading towards a certain place on this tower. His route along the way was very strange, but his speed was not slow. He avoided many formation mechanisms and walked around to the depths of the tower.

"Blow open this fake wall!" Leng Ran said to Kang Zhou. The latter did not dare to hesitate and immediately took action and waved the treasure hammer.

"Bang~"

The obstacle in front of him was driven away, revealing a deep tunnel. The three people and several sea beasts jumped down one after another, disappearing without a trace.

After a long time, the little three rushed out of the tower floor below and returned to the tower body this time.

"Songli was suppressed? Did that guy make the fool of it? How did he escape from the wooden chair..."

The little third son whispered in a low voice, and there was a black mysterious shadow in his palm, which was the soul body of Fei Beast.

"The magma is dried up, the dragon ball is broken, and the Yin River water comes out... My conditions for being born are not enough, and that body has been damaged. You don't have to waste time anymore." Feizun said in a muffled voice, feeling lonely and deep.

"I didn't expect Molong to separate your body from your soul and suppress it separately. Now you have suffered such losses..." The little son said quietly, frowned. He seemed to cross the tower in front of him and saw the distance, and said again: "I feel ashamed of you in this matter. I will give you that Taoist body!"
Chapter completed!