The moonlight of the full moon is like a thin layer of silver gauze, falling on the top of the mysterious and quiet white tower, making the top of the tower even more dazzling and bright, as if this is the star closest to the ground in the middle of the night.
The light at the top of the tower comes from inside the tower. The top floor is as bright as day, and there are countless night pearls surrounding it, reflecting the dizzying light.
This space, which is open day and night, is the place with the highest status and the most admired place in the entire Holy City. But no one knows that there is such a scene in it. Apart from the dazzling light, it is just an empty room.
There is a tall and thin man in the room. His clothes are low-key and inconspicuously luxurious. His long untied hair is hanging around his shoulders. Different from the smooth black hair of the woman, his hair color is also dark black, but it has a sense of vicissitudes of time.
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The man turned around and revealed the white hair on his temples. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and his skin was not sagging, only slightly pale.
If ordinary people knew who he was, they would be even more shocked.
The Lord of Shenglin City, the Lord of Cangyao, Lord Yongxi, actually looks so young.
In this world, even though cultivation can extend a person's lifespan and slow down aging to the maximum extent, a person like Yong Xi who has lived for more than four hundred years without his hair turning completely gray is completely rare in the world.
But those who have seen Yong Xi will be even more disbelieving because he has not always been like this.
His hair, which was once nearly half gray, seemed to be reborn and gradually turned black!
With an almost inaudible sigh, Yong Xi's fierce and resolute eyes, whose momentum has never retreated even because of his age, said, "It's finally here."
Compared with his appearance, his voice betrayed his true age.
But those four words with an extremely clear and calm tone seemed to be able to stir up a storm.
The slightly pale face gradually turned a little red, and this change was a weak speed visible to the naked eye.
The entire Sky Tower shook violently from the bottom up. Yong Xi stepped on the ground with his feet and clearly felt the intensity of the power below.
The Sky Tower that has stood firm for nearly a thousand years, every stone brick comes from the black stone of the once sacred peak of Kunlun, which is enough to withstand all the forces in the world. But how can someone's power be able to shake it so much?
"It seems that this is the power of the Shura Martial God." He didn't look worried at all, but his eyes gradually showed relief and greed, "Finally, it's here."
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In the Temple Herb Garden, huge air currents rise from the ground with a momentum that reaches straight into the sky.
Mu Lingbo is in the center of the magic circle, serving as the medium for the fountain of power.
The powerful force caused strong winds to rise in the garden, causing Xianyou's long hair to scatter in all directions, and her beautiful face was cold and focused at the moment.
Every word is full of power. The moment it is exported, one direction of the magic circle will light up, and the ground will vibrate even more intensely.
The power of each word was unstoppable. As the last word came to an end, there was no change like landslides or earth-shattering, but the circle suddenly became silent.
There was no howling of the wind, no sharp friction sound of power in the air, and no vibration of the magic circle.
Everything was calm as if nothing had happened. The Baicao Garden was still just the Baicao Garden. If the large areas damaged by the strong wind were not displayed before his eyes, Mu Lingbo would almost have thought it was just a dream and nothing had happened in reality.
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However, the peace was only for that moment after all. The moment Xian You opened his eyes, the Silver Sea Ice Dragon let out a long roar and the dragon's body rose from the ground.
