Tower...

The impact this word brought to Yan Wenchang was no less than the shock brought by Lu Ze's strength.

You should know that except for the head of the Yan family and themselves, there is no third person who knows about the "tower".

The reason why I was able to know this secret with the head of the family was that I was only concerned with the representative identity of the vassal family, and I heard it while chatting by the great elder.

The core secrets of the five major families and the actions of the vassal families are all for the service of that "tower".

Although Yan Wenchang had never really seen it, it did not hinder the tower's position in his heart.

It is a great existence that countless people are willing to sacrifice for, it is a sacred, vast, and even unreferenced existence.

Whenever you mention it at any time, you should use a look up and awe.

However, at this moment, the young man in front of him said to see the tower in an extremely domineering tone!

That kind of momentum, without fear or awe, is just a kind of indifference rooted in the bones.

This is completely opposite to the belief that Yan Wenchang cultivated for many years. When his faith was defiled, the spiritual pillar also showed cracks.

This made him feel panicked for no reason. In order to cover up this panicked and inexplicable fury, the rage was forced back by the other party's terrifying strength.

Therefore, Yan Wenchang's emotions collapsed a little.

He jumped up and stood there, trying to shout and question him angrily, but in the end he didn't speak, his whole body trembled slightly.

Zhang Xinghuo saw this detail, and then she was smart and immediately understood that what the master said just now was far more important than she thought.

Otherwise, how could Mr. Yan be frightened by a word?

"Impossible..." Yan Wenchang murmured to himself, his face changed again and again. After seeing Lu Ze officially stepping into the bone-burning ground, he suddenly remembered who would relieve his sword energy when the other party died!

【No, you can't die.】

The desire to survive suppressed everything, and he suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Stop! There is the dead air that will burst out your body. If you go on, you will--"

Um?

Yan Wenchang's voice came to an abrupt end, and he widened his eyes.

I saw a radiant energy that was as solid as the essence rose on Lu Ze's body. The magnificent red was as deep and pure as a gem, which was a brilliance he had never seen before in his life.

Just staring makes people's eyes fall into it, and the soul is trembling involuntarily.

A black mist that could be seen in the naked eye floated in the air. The black mists were from slight to thick, pulled out from silk threads, merged into streams and rivers, and finally turned into big waves and slapped at the uninvited guest.

As the executor of this "sacrificial sacrifice", Yan Wenchang naturally knew how terrifying this bone-burying land was!

Those black mists are clearly poisonous, and no warrior can avoid their invasion and... temptation!

When the star source power, which is far more pure than the normal world, enters the body, no warrior can resist the feeling of rapid power filling!

However, this is the beginning of entering the abyss, and I can no longer withdraw and return.

The star source power that is several times pure and violent is like a pollutant, which will quickly pollute the entire body of a warrior and cause all inhalers to explode and die.

The black mist that was briefly sucked in before will eventually return to heaven and earth with the blood of the dead warrior. The countless white bones are the best proof for thousands of years.

No one can really have those black fogs.

Therefore, this place has become a forbidden area of ​​the Mizuhara Land and a taboo that is absolutely forbidden to be discussed within the five major families.

But now, what did he see?

Yan Wenchang rubbed his eyes, wanting to make sure that he could see more clearly.

When the torrent of black mist fell on the man...

The originally magnificent and deep true red energy shook violently.

Crack-

Slight sparks appeared in the air.

The next second, the whole body's energy was ignited!

It covers three meters of the whole body and turns into a blazing flame, like a beacon in the dark night, becoming the only light in this world.

The angrily ignited true red energy looked like a bottomless pit. No matter how crazy or heavy the black fog surging around was, when it really came into it, even a splash of water never appeared.

I saw black fog spiraling around, swelling around the huge flames, and instantly turned into fire dragons, further highlighting the posture of the gods who appeared in it.

The magnificent scene made Yan Wenchang and Zhang Xinghuo stunned.

“It’s nostalgic.”

Lu Ze's whole body was covered with cold flames, and even the red flames leaping around his eyes outlined his expression extremely coldly.

These star source powers that are trapped in the bone-burned land and are dozens of times the density of the outside world are like arsenic to others, but for him, they are an energy reservoir that has reserved the pure star source power for thousands of years.

As for the murderous intent and violence, how could it be one ten thousandth of him?!

Lu Ze kept his pace, and even the footprints left by every step were burning!

Every time he took a step, his aura was increasing in size, like a giant whale swallowing the sea.

But in just a hundred meters, there was only the back in the eyes of the two people behind him.

Before the back, there was a black fog that was repeatedly compressed.

Behind the back is a turbulent flame.

One man forms an army, separating the two realms.

[He walked in the fog, but seemed to support the sky and carry the stars...]

Zhang Xinghuo's eyes were shining. She felt like a devout pilgrim, and now she just wanted to worship the figure.

But just as she was eager and excited, the figure stopped.

At this time, if you can look down from the sky, you can see that Lu Ze happens to be standing on the middle line of this world.

Master, why did you stop?

...

Lu Ze stopped and raised his eyelids slightly. The black fog rolled and stirred, but could not hide the rumbling thunder behind him.

His gaze seemed to penetrate all the barriers and saw the shadow at a higher place.

Lu Ze withdrew his gaze, his eyes were filled with sorrow or joy. At this moment, even the ignition of the qi around him became stagnant.

A storm was about to come across the audience, and the two behind them were so nervous that they dared not breathe loudly.

Whether it was Zhang Xinghuo or Yan Wenchang, there was a vague premonition in his heart, and he seemed to have to witness history.

...

Lu Ze only looked for a short moment and then withdrew his gaze. He stepped on his right foot and gently fell down, but it seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds. The space at his feet showed abnormal distortion.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! When the soles of your feet have not completely fallen, a red ripples spread, but the red qi gathers into a stage.

One, two...

Ten handles, hundreds of handles...

The vast and dense red dust Qi sword condensed from the Qi, each of which was only the size of a palm. However, when the thousands of flying swords hung beside Lu Ze at the same time, the sharp edge was so sharp that people couldn't open their eyes.

Tears shed in Zhang Xinghuo's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. She refused to give up every second of the scene from now on.

Finally, she saw the master take the second step and the second step rises.

In the sword energy corridor, Lu Ze slowly walked into the air in a divine manner.

Kacha!

A thunder suddenly flashed in the black fog, cracking hard towards Lu Ze, but was shattered into electric flowers by the hanging sword energy corridor.

Several other lightning flashes crackled out, but they could only turn into futility and became the lightning that swirled around Lu Ze.

Lu Ze stood between the light and the Thousand Swords with his hands behind his back, looking at the bone land where Lu Mixin buried Wuyuan, his eyes were silent.

A calm voice floated and spread all over the place with the bitter wind.

A whisper is to both heaven and earth and to yourself.

"I only have the way forward, and there is no body behind me."

When the sound falls, the five fingers of the right hand form a palm support.

Thousands of swords went against the sky, and the red torrent was like the pillar of the fire god, shining everywhere.

Lower your eyebrows and cover your hands.

In the red clouds, the sword fell like rain.

Hesit...

The fine sounds are connected into lines and are laid into pieces, like a torrential rain, covering the entire bone burial ground.

The black fog that was originally squeezed to half surged wildly and wanted to fight back, constantly rolling to annihilate the falling sword energy.

But the sword rain in the red cloud seemed endless. When a Qi sword was annihilated, there were ten Qi swords and hundreds of Qi swords fell down.
To be continued...