The huge ancient tower.

Zhang Yuan and the purple-robed figure continued to bombard and kill, and terrifying light continued to burst out, and the energy swept across the board. The two fought hundreds of times, and the purple-robed figure had already begun to squirt blood.

Anger burned in his heart.

Every time he killed Zhang Yuan, a strange suction force would come from the Fire Lin sword, sucking his blood all over his body was restless and difficult to control.

This holy weapon is extremely strange.

Zhang Yuan once again slashed at him with the Fire Lin Sword.

He inspires all over his body of true energy and shoots at Zhang Yuan like a tide.

The true energy formed strange vortexes, trying to trap Zhang Yuan's Fire Lin Sword.

Zhang Yuan immediately realized the other party's purpose and suddenly roared.

boom!

The voice was terrifying, which made the other person's mind confused, and his true energy was stagnant.

Zhang Yuan's aura suddenly burst out, shaking away the vortex of the other party's true energy and sweeping towards the other party.

The face of the figure in purple shirt changed, and finally realized it and hurriedly wanted to dodge.

But it was still slow, and the Huolin Sword directly swept off a piece of his arm and screamed shrillly.

The broken right arm started to burn automatically as soon as it flew out.

His entire right shoulder was directly roasted, and the smell of anxiety was exuding.

Zhang Yuan took the opportunity to immediately slam a palm.

The powerful palm wind, with terrifying power, imprinted heavily on the other party's chest. With a bang, it knocked the other party backwards and smashed it into the distance.

He vomited blood from his mouth, and the meridians on his body were directly cut off by Zhang Yuan. He lay in the distance, his face looked painful and he could no longer move.

Zhang Yuan was panting, and the burning golden light on his body began to quickly restrain himself.

The golden sun and other visions behind it also faded.

The purple-shirt figure is powerful and has been killed with him so many times in a row. Zhang Yuan himself suffered a serious injury and his meridians are tingling like a broken sting.

"I never thought, I, Zhao Yuanhao, fell into your hands for a hero in my life. The Yangtze River pushes the old waves, and the era that belongs to me is really over."

The figure in purple clothes sighed: "It's hateful, the three seals are only one last step away, and they are ineffective!"

Zhang Yuan quickly walked over and took off the poison pouch in his mouth. He did not kill him immediately, but kept him useful.

I have to test a bold guess in my heart later.

He put the Fire Inn Sword back into the sheath, groped Zhao Yuanhao's body, and quickly found some relics, and then found a lot of them on Master Yuanhui.

Zhang Yuan immediately took action and quickly put these relics back to their original position. Each layer had a special formation to maintain, and these relics were all located at the eye of the array.

As Zhang Yuan stuffed the relics back to his original position, the relic tower that had originally swayed violently began to calm down quickly.

The magic roar below was shrill and unwilling, as if it was desperately bombarding the relics tower.

But it was useless. The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the cracked ground was slowly healing, and the demonic energy that kept overflowing seemed to be suddenly blocked by an iron gate.

boom!

Finally, the entire relic tower was completely settled and shining glory bloomed.

The demonic energy from all directions was quickly purified.

Around Shaoshi Mountain, the thirty-six main peaks that were originally violently swayed, all returned to quiet again.

All the magic roars were isolated and ended abruptly.

The heaven and earth return to silence again.

Zhang Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally calmed down.

Sure enough, it makes sense for Ren Xingyun to let him come over.

The seal of hell is not that easy to untie.

The formations of our predecessors were not so easy to break.

Merit value +5000

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed.

Only 5,000 merit points?

It seems that saving the world is not that great merit.

Zhang Yuan touched his chin and said to himself: "Is this only temporary and the chaos in the world will happen in a short period of time, so I only counted some of my merits?"

He couldn't figure out the reason for the moment.

But at this time, there is no need to worry about the lightning outside, and the sound of thunder is rolling, and even greater changes will happen.

He wants to test the guess in his heart as soon as possible.

He took out the red gourd in his arms, looked at the handwriting on it, and silently said "Blessing of the Ancestor".

Then he quickly returned to the ninth floor, opened the gourd lid, and quietly pointed the figure in purple clothes.

"Zhao Yuanhao!"

Zhang Yuan shouted softly.

The figure in purple shirt vomited blood and sighed, "Aren't you willing to give me some fun?"

His meridians were broken all over his body, and his mouth was taken with a poisonous sac. He could not even commit suicide at this moment.

"Cough```"

Zhang Yuan coughed lightly and said, "I'll give you a happy time later. I'll call you your name first. Can you respond to me? Zhao Yuanhao."

"What do you want me to do?"

The figure in purple clothes is difficult.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan felt the gourd in his hand tremble, and the purple and gold light on the surface flowed, and the entire red gourd became extremely heavy. The starlight on the gourd's mouth was like a world contained inside.

The terrible weight made Zhang Yuan feel that his arms were about to be broken.

He was shocked and his palms were loosened.

Dong!

The purple gourd hit the ground hard, shaking the entire ancient tower.

Zhao Yuanhao's hair stood upside down, and an unimaginable feeling of fear appeared, his face turned pale and he screamed in horror.

Logically speaking, he is not afraid of death, what else is there to be scary in the world?

But at this moment, there was an unimaginable fear, with shit and urine coming out, screaming, and the soul trembling.

"ah!"

The body turned into a beam of light and directly penetrated into the gourd.

Whoosh!

It disappeared, and the purple-gold light on the surface of the gourd slowly dimmed again.

Zhang Yuan's hair was standing upside down, and he was shocked.

Is this true?

He could not believe it!

Then he looked ecstatic and hurriedly stuffed the gourd plug on the red gourd. The weight of the red gourd has returned to its previous appearance.

Zhang Yuan took it in his hand, his eyes were shocked, and various thoughts were surging in his mind.

The experiment was successful.

But is this a copy or the original version?

How did the legendary thing really appear?

Has this world ever buried a more terrifying civilization?

Is the Fantian Seal outside Bingzhou City also true?

All kinds of thoughts in his mind were confused.

At this moment, I don’t know how to describe my mood, because everything in front of me may be subverting.

A civilization unknown to him was initially unveiling the veil to him.

Merit value +300

A blue light flashed past my eyes.
To be continued...