The first thousand four hundred and seventy-seventh chapters nine points
Jian Chen's eyes also fell on the dimmed sun high in the sky. At this moment, he also saw that the sun was probably the weapon spirit of the Huanzhen Tower.
As Jian Chen looked, the sun suddenly began to change, and finally transformed into a boy wearing a red robe. The boy seemed very young, but his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of endless years, especially between the boy's eyebrows. , a shallow sword mark is so eye-catching.
The boy looked at the purple and green swords with a solemn expression, his eyes full of fierce murderous intent. When his eyes fell on Jian Chen, he suddenly laughed and said sarcastically: "I guess he is your Yin and Yang swordsman." New master, I didn’t expect that the famous Yin and Yang swords in the immortal world would consider such a weak person as their master, it’s really ridiculous.”
Listening to the boy's sarcasm, Ziying Qingsuo's expression remained unchanged. Ziying said: "It's true that the pagoda spirit, if you don't have the seal of the Nirvana Immortal Lord on your body, we who are severely injured may not be your opponents in your territory. , but now, it is not too difficult for us to destroy you. Surrender is your only chance to survive."
"Hmph, it's a fool's dream to want me to surrender to an ant. Not to mention that he is not even a god. Even if there is a Taishi standing in front of me, I will never surrender. What's more, you are still in the immortal world. On one side." The true tower spirit said coldly.
Jian Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he held the Purple Ying Sword and rose into the sky, heading straight for the boy, slashing at the boy with his sword, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't surrender, then I will have to let you perish."
As soon as the sword came out, it immediately transformed into a huge purple sword energy that was a hundred meters long, roaring away with earth-shattering power.
"Just for you, a mere ant dares to speak like this to me. Even if I am extremely weak, you cannot kill me. Just go and practice for hundreds of thousands of years." The boy in red was full of arrogance and showed his attitude toward Jian Chen. With deep disdain, he saw a slight stroke of his finger, and the power in the first floor of the True Tower suddenly surged from all directions, and a pressure that seemed to be able to destroy the world spread out.
However, at this moment, in the space on the first floor of the True Tower, the phantoms of the four divine swords guarding the southeast, northwest, and northwest that Jian Chen had seen earlier shook slightly, and a hazy sword light suddenly emitted. After realizing the power of the True Tower, the boy was able to mobilize only a small amount of power.
But even if it is a small thread, it has the power to attract the source, condense into a thread and shoot towards Jian Chen.
Jian Chen's Purple Ying Sword pierced the silk thread made of condensed energy from the boy. The thread collapsed with a roar and dissipated in the first layer of the Huanzhen Tower. The power of this thread was greater than that of Jian Chen. The beheaded Saint Abandoned Realm Nayuan strongman was slightly inferior to Dead Wood, so not only was it impossible to hurt Jian Chen, but it was also difficult to even stop Jian Chen's steps.
After a pause, Jian Chen's figure immediately turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot, rushing towards the red-robed boy at a faster speed than before.
The red-robed boy's expression changed, and he immediately retreated. On the way back, he kept waving his arms. Under the suppression of the phantoms of the four divine swords of the Nirvana Immortal Lord, he struggled to gather the energy of the Huanzhen Tower. Threads were condensed that had the power of a strong Nayuan blow, and all the threads shot toward Jian Chen like lightning as the red-robed boy waved his arms.
Jian Chen's eyes were sharp, and his figure quickly approached the red-robed boy. All the threads coming towards him were cut off by Jian Chen, and waves of violent energy erupted, dissipating in the deafening roars. It can't stop Jian Chen's approach.
Seeing that he was unable to do anything to Jian Chen, the red-robed boy's complexion suddenly twisted, becoming extremely ferocious, and roared: "Damn old man Nie Mie, he was incapable of destroying the Huanzhen Tower, but he divided me into nine parts , were suppressed in the nine-layer world of Huanzhen Tower, not only making it impossible for me to recover my vitality, but also being suppressed day and night by the sword energy left in my body by the old man Jiannie. Otherwise, how would I be able to survive today? He ended up in such a miserable state that he couldn't even kill an ant."
Looking at Jian Chen who was approaching quickly, the red-robed boy knew that he could not escape. The seal on his body made it impossible for him to recover even in his own territory. The longer the fight lasted, the worse it would be for him, and he suddenly became crazy. He stood up, and moved forward without retreating. He rushed towards Jian Chen with the last strength, and roared: "I have nine bodies in total, each one is stronger than the last. This first level is my weakest body, and the ninth level is my weakest body. You are the strongest. If you can kill my body on the first level, then let me see how you kill my strongest body. If you don't kill my body on the ninth level, you will never get the True Tower. "
The red-robed boy rushed towards Jian Chen without fear of death, facing the Ziying Sword that emitted purple light without dodge, and faced it with his own chest.
"puff."
The Purple Ying Sword passed through the red-robed boy's chest. At the same time, the red-robed boy also punched Jian Chen. The violent collision between his fist and his body caused a dull muffled sound.
Jian Chen's expression changed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his body immediately flew backwards, and the body of the red-robed boy also slowly dissipated.
Jian Chen only managed to control his body and stabilized several kilometers away, with a hint of paleness on his face. Even though the tower weapon spirit was divided into nine parts by the Nirvana Immortal Lord, and there was still a seal in the body, the weakest clone could still survive after all. With the strength of the Source Realm, he withstood a blow from a strong person in the Source Realm, which made Jian Chen extremely uncomfortable and suffered heavy injuries.
As the red-robed boy disappeared, the space where he originally stood began to shake and gradually turned into a black hole.
Looking at the black hole, Jian Chen knew that it was probably the entrance to the second level, but he was not in a hurry to move forward. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the void, and as an extremely rich source of light and holy power emerged, Jian Chen's body was instantly wrapped in a layer of soft white light, and the injuries on his body were recovering at an incredibly fast speed.
In just a few breaths, Jian Chen's injuries, which in other people's eyes would take at least several months, or even years, to recover, were completely restored as before.
After adjusting his state to its peak, Jian Chen stood up and walked towards the black hole leading to the second level with firm eyes.
The space on the second floor of Huanzhen Tower is also a big world, desolate and lifeless.
After arriving at the second level of space, Jian Chen first broke through the clouds and stared at the sun in the sky. This was a real setting sun, severely damaged, and its size was no longer one-tenth of what it was when it was intact.
Jian Chen stared at the setting sun for a long time, and finally determined that it was not the real tower weapon spirit. Then he turned his gaze to the white clouds at his feet, disappointed the surroundings, and only left here after confirming that there were no problems.
Jian Chen flew aimlessly in the second level of space, passing over a series of bare mountains. Lying on the mountains were the skeletons of some ferocious beasts. Their bodies were very huge. In front of each skeleton, there were objects that far exceeded those of the Source Realm. The strength may be due to the damage to the Huazhen Tower. These skeletons that should be able to be preserved for a long time have now been completely weathered and turned into a pile of dust with a light touch.