Chapter 165 Purple Tower

The fertile land is very unusual. It can be said that it is extraordinary and should not exist in time. There is no earth, stone and dust on the ground, and the chalcedony shines.

There is no wild weed in this place, and ordinary rattan trees can't grow here. This is the ancient jade field. Only the treasure medicine can grow, and the level is very high.

Finally, a vague thought came from the fragments of the Eastern Emperor's Bell in Lu Chong's mind, forming an illusory pattern in his mind. From it, he could barely see the path of the fertile land. Lu Chong was overjoyed, no longer hesitate, and walked directly.

Lu Chong was very cautious and careful. If he took the wrong path in this place, he would be doomed in an instant. As soon as the battle of Tianzun was opened, there was no place to die when the Venerable came.

The more he walked in, the more awe he became. Let alone the imperial array, the ordinary array is beyond his understanding that there are absolutely rules laid by the array masters in this place, which is a final kill.

Even if you break the killing array of the ancient Tianzun, there are countless complicated serial arrays, and the two blend together to form a map of killing immortals, with no entry or exit.

He silently looked at the illusory picture in his mind, compared it carefully, and walked very slowly, because as long as the road deviation was a little, he could not turn over forever. Only a sheep intestine path was feasible, tortuous and very complicated.

Suddenly, his look condensed, and he saw a man sitting on a piece of blue jade in a stone forest, solemn and surrounded by immortality.

On its body, there are wisps of horrible air machines that emit incomparable deterrence, each of which weighs more than 10,000, like a magic mountain oppressing.

In my heart, I was particularly shocked that such world-class figures were absolutely invincible!

This robe is old, and there is a branch stuck between the gray hair. It is surrounded by the hidden fog overflowing from the pregnant fairyland in front of it. The weather is amazing.

Spreme Master! Lu Chong felt something, and this was a supreme venerable.

"Senior." He called softly and suddenly saw the existence of such an equal level, which made him feel a little guilty.

The person in front of him did not react at all. He sat on the long cyan jade like a clay sculpture, and only the fairy light swallowed out.

"No, although there is a strong vitality, there is no divine fluctuation. This person should die. I went."

Lu Chong quickly made a judgment, looked awe-like, opened his eyes, and his heart was full of surprise. This is a venerable person. Did he die here like this?

He carefully observed that the man's body was intact, and the body still had a light method. The fairy spirit went in and out along the pores, as if he was spitting, but his eyes were closed and the yuan spirit became empty.

"This..." Lu Chong was stunned. This man should have died. Even if his body is not lacking, he has no soul, and it can't be said that he is still alive.

This is not a natural sitting, otherwise it should have been transformed. This is an ancient venerable who was killed, whose flesh and blood were not withered and preserved.

"It's really weird and lifelike, just like living. It's a pity that these characters have died in the magic circle." Lu Chong was more cautious. No venerable person broke into it. If he strayed into it, it was conceive of the horror.

He opened his eyes and found that there was a magic lamp in the venerable's body, which is still bright and full of vitality. It was swallowing the fairy light, making the body seem to have life.

"The Most Precious Treasure!"

Lu Chong was surprised. This was definitely a treasure. It was only a few feet away from him, but it made him sigh and couldn't walk over it.

There was no choice but to continue to move forward, turn left and right, and enter a hilly area. Lu Chong felt the bursts of blood! For example, it can cut people's skin and bones

After a distance, he saw a dazzling red, a piece of blood steaming, far from this safe path, but it was also frightening.

"Another venerable died here!"

Lu Chong opened his eyes and saw a corpse in front of a hill, which was much worse than the empty person just now. This venerable man's flesh and blood were blurred and suffered from the burning body.

Of course, he is dead. It is impossible to feel this pain, but it is really miserable. Half of his body is burned dry and blood is ling out.

Lu Chong's heart was moved. This was not caused by Tianzun's killing array, but an unimaginable ancient secret art, which transcended everything he had learned and intertwined into a source of fire with the help of thousands of dragons, which can kill all life.

"Has there ever been a heavenly master in the world who used arrays to prove the way and served in the ancient heavenly court?"

Lu Chong is suspicious, because no matter how he looks at it, he feels that the mysterious taboo array in this place is not weaker than the ancient Tianzun killing array, otherwise there will be no double defense.

And most of the ten thousand dragon peaks in this fertile land are formed by this person's layout and biochemistry.

Lu Chong traveled a long distance. A total of three venerable people died here along the way, and the third person only had a bone and a drop of blood.

"In ancient times, countless sages came here. I don't know which plane or power these three people came from, and the bones could not be buried."

Lu Chong sighed that he could not help and could not come forward, otherwise the weapons left by these people would be enough to drive people crazy.

Finally, it was close to the valley of fertility surrounded by ten thousand dragon peaks. At this time, Lu Chong felt the piercing murderous intention, even with the fragments of the Eastern Emperor's Bell to protect himself.

There is a half-meter-high purple tower on the road, quietly lying there, like the eternal blue sky, vicissitudes and atmosphere, flowing inexplicable.

Lu Chong felt very unreal. Such a large piece of fairy material is really too illusory, just like a dream, which makes people dare not believe it.

"This is... Shenhen Zijin!" He even trembled.

The whole body is as crystal clear as a purple diamond, emitting dreamy brilliance, which is called divine scar purple gold.

Lu Chong exerted his strength, and a spiritual power rolled out to make it his own, but he tried it but failed.

And, at this moment, he felt a kind of murder, and the yuan god seemed to be about to be destroyed. He was ** all over his body and quickly stopped.

Such a piece of fairy material is half a meter high and is not mixed with any miscellaneous materials. This is really too shocking and its value cannot be measured. The ancient heavenly master has to jump in his heart.

"A fist-sized divine scar purple gold can shock the world and go crazy about it, but now such a big piece..."

The divine scar purple gold has been cast into a tower. It can be imagine that those who can own it must have magic power against the sky. This weapon is absolutely dangerous. If it acts recklessly, it may be a great disaster.

"Is it a magic soldier?! It is owned by God."

Ye Fan's heart was pounding. He was not sure, because there were various laws to kill the place where he was conceived, which could cover up all the air and was difficult to judge.

Why was such a fairy lost here? No matter how big a person is, he can't afford to spend it. It shouldn't be like this. It's a little muttering.

Finally, Lu Chong carefully came to the front, and a shocking killing machine overflowed. He beheaded the yuan god and could no longer get close.

Lu Chong stepped forward step by step and finally saw the crisis. The other side of the purple tower was stained with a few blood stains, bright red and dazzling, murderous.

He couldn't help but be stunned and didn't dare to act rashly. He looked at the scattered bones of the Venerable in the distance. His blood was shining and breath was consistent, which was regarded as the same origin.

"The divine blood of the venerable, this tower is his! And this venerable person is probably about to become a heavenly master, which can be called a quasi-celestial master.

Ye Fan's eyes are shining brightly. It takes so much to get such a large piece of fairy material, and it is really amazing to successfully make it into a embryo.

"The refining materials that were difficult for the ancient Heavenly Lord to get, but he had such a large piece that he should have a brilliant road ahead and go to the peak of the glorious testimony..." Ye Fan said to himself.

This person's creation is against the sky, which can be called the protagonist of a period of heaven and earth, but in the end it is unexpected that such a lucky quasi-heavenly master died tragically here.

"The heart of heaven is unpredictable, and a person with an infinite future has been killed."

Ye Fan has reason to believe that this person should be an anti-sky figure of a certain force. If there is no accident, he can prove that he will become a heavenly master. However, the fairy road is rugged and bumpy, and any outstanding person may turn into a white bone.

This also proves from the side that the "place of gestation" here is terrible. Such a quasi-Heavenly Lord with great creation has suffered a great disaster. He can't go against the sky here, and the so-called heaven has been deprived of a clean place here.

This made him feel awe-inspiring and even more careless. He took every step carefully and cautiously.

Ye Fan retreated, ran the emperor's demon formula far enough, peeled off a few drops of quasi-heaven's blood, temporarily put it aside, and then moved the purple tower over.

"What a great creation, this is the original embryo of the pole!"

He has observed for so long and confirmed that this weapon is only a coarse embryo, and no Taoist mark law has been engraved, indicating that the quasi-Tianzun had just received it that year.