The Lord of the Sword Tower, who had disappeared for a long time because of a woman, suddenly appeared in the Demon Spirit Continent.
One person and one sword, hovering above the land.
All the aliens from the fifth realm, including ferocious beasts, were frightened by this fat man in blue.
No matter where they are, they can clearly feel that there is a sword intent that is faintly locked on them.
However, those sword intentions that were enough to kill them were all hidden and silent.
Because they are not qualified enough.
Because Li Zhaotian disdains this.
"Pang Jian!"
Li Zhaotian's voice echoed throughout the world, allowing every alien and ferocious beast to hear it clearly.
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"Pang Jian, where are you? I know you are still alive!"
"Pang Jian, remember to tell me your movements as soon as possible!"
Xuanyou Continent.
After a moment, Li Zhaotian narrowed his eyes and sneered, saying mockingly: "We sent out several eighth-level bloodline warriors, but they failed to kill Fan Chen and others. It's really embarrassing."
She was breathing heavily, her heartbeat was racing, and she seemed to know that she would die at any time.
Once the ghost altar was completed, countless pieces of paper flew out like snowflakes.
Dong Tianze shook his head and said: "I am used to working alone and don't like to be in charge of a sect."
"If one day, I die because of Li Zhaotian's apotheosis, I won't complain." Li Bai was so cool that he had long looked down on life and death, saying: "After I die, a stronger shadow will appear. We demons
The Scale Clan is never afraid of death. They are only afraid that they will not die well-deserved, or that their death will not be worth it."
Li Bai, who has reached the tenth level of bloodline, is the most famous strong man in the fifth realm. However, Li Zhaotian, who has not been promoted to a true god, can injure Li Bai with just his peak immortal realm cultivation.
"So, please summon your father."
"good."
Li Zhaotian asked calmly: "Where is he?"
Similar praises and praises appeared in the gathering places of major human monks, making the practitioners of Jianlou feel proud and proud no matter where they were.
"You will suffer the consequences!" Zi Mo said angrily.
"Your actual level of cultivation has surpassed that of my master. If nothing unexpected happens, your combat power should also be higher than mine." Han Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Will you accept the position of leader of Yinling Temple?
?”
"I have no intention of serving as a guest in another sect, nor do I want to take over the position of leader." Dong Tianze bent down to salute, lowered his head and said: "It's you, master, who chose me in the fourth realm. No matter what your reasons are, it's you."
Arrange for Tianling Pagoda to come down and teach me the orthodox soul cultivation techniques of Yinling Temple."
In the main hall of Yinling Temple.
Purple ink splashed to the ground and said loudly.
If this person were promoted to a true god, how high would his combat power be?
He frowned slightly, first disappeared suddenly, and then suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Ying.
"Um."
"Not seen."
Pang Jian has recovered from his injuries. He has been carving the flesh and blood body recently and is a little absent-minded.
He used the way he communicated with Pang Jian to manipulate the ghost altar, writing notes every now and then and passing them on.
He felt that it was time to part again.
…
"Okay." Li Zhaotian agreed readily.
As for Xuan Ying, the strongest genius of the Demon Scale Clan, she was holding the long serrated knife, her narrow and sharp eyes, her divine light was restrained at this moment.
"As soon as you see the message, tell me your whereabouts and I will come right away to find you!"
Xuanying bowed respectfully to Li Zhaotian with the highest etiquette of the Demon Scale Clan, and said: "My father solemnly promised that because his bloodline has reached the tenth level, this battle is not fair. Therefore, he will never allow it.
Another strong person in the world participates.”
Xuanying lowered his head slightly and said: "There must be a strange object in him that can move across the void. I searched deep into the earth and could not feel any trace of his existence."
"Lord Zi Mo, do you want me to betray my faith and be despised by the world?"
"That's the way it is."
But he still refused to believe it.
Tianyuan City, in the elegant manor built by Xiaoshu Pang Ling for Pang Jian.
But he really couldn't smell Pang Jian's breath, nor was he aware of the sword command.
Li Zhaotian nodded: "I know."
Pang Ling, who was in the form of a soul, learned about the indeterminate battle through the ideological sea of the Mu tribe, and said quietly: "Father, are you ready to leave?"
After the battle between Level 10 Li Bai and Li Zhaotian, both sides were seriously injured.
After saying this, he sat down on the ground.
Alien warriors with eighth-level bloodlines and ferocious beasts gathered around the broken mountain peak where Xuan Ying was, holding back the sword intent that followed them everywhere.
Dong Tianze's realm has improved too quickly. For him, the Yinling Temple is indeed...the temple gate is too small.
"I know that you must be seriously injured and still undergoing painful recuperation, so you are unable to build a ghost altar."
After a pause, he spoke again: "I came down from the upper realm first to find my disciple Pang Jian, and secondly to select a tenth-level strongman from the fifth realm."
"I arranged for someone else to cooperate, why don't you allow it?" Zi Mo said coldly.
When Xuan Ying threw out the long serrated knife, and the scene of pieces of land shattering inside the magic knife emerged, there were thoughts belonging to her that went straight to the fifth realm of eternal darkness.
This also made Han Zhiyuan feel embarrassed.
"Then, I am a member of Yinling Temple, and I will always be."
After pondering for a moment, he did not take out the sword order from his bracelet, but chose to build a ghost altar.
He turned and left.
Xuan Ying asked for Li Zhaotian's opinion and said: "My father said that the complete land of Purgatory is too rare. He is unwilling to wield the magic sword or break the foundation of this world like his ancestors did."
"I'll send a message first."
Pang Jian teleported to Qianli Yunze, healed his injuries with the help of Xiaoshu's life energy, replaced his spiritual power with dirty supernatural power, and filled his Dantian. He just learned that Li Zhaotian was injured and returned to the Sword Tower.
Because of him, Li Zhaotian fought with the leader of the Demon Scale Clan and was seriously injured.
His smile did not change and he said: "Before the battle, I made it clear that this was a battle between the two of us and would never involve a third person."
Li Zhaotian's eyes looked strange, he touched his round chin and murmured: "I didn't sense the sword command either."
After this battle, Li Zhaotian's fierce fighting power shocked all the aliens in the fifth realm.
On the broken flat mountain peak, the eighth-level magical armored beast shivered and crawled to the ground in a very wise manner.
Before he could hear from Pang Jian, he learned through his master Han Zhiyuan that Li Zhaotian from Jianlou entered the Demon Spirit Continent with a sword and started a battle with Li Bai, the leader of the Demon Scale Clan in the fifth realm.
"Pang Jian, Li Zhaotian, this pair of master and disciple shines in the whole purgatory!"
Xuan Ying, whose face was not covered with bright silver scales and whose appearance was extremely beautiful and outstanding, knew that the visitor was a majestic identity of the galaxy ghost clan in the outer realm, and said respectfully: "Who are you?"
He knew Pang Jian's identity in the Human Sword Tower, understood the emotions of the human master and apprentice, and also knew several of Pang Jian's friends.
"Xuan Ying, you are the last face of the people in the fifth world, but I will not bully the big ones."
The respect in her eyes grew stronger, and she continued: "My father admires you very much when you came to the Demon Spirit Continent and did not kill the weak and innocent indiscriminately."
"Li Zhaotian, who dares to penetrate into the fourth realm with one man and one sword, and who dares to challenge a tenth-level strongest, is worthy of being the master of the sword tower!"
"Sword Tower!"
Li Zhaotian grinned: "Stop talking nonsense and give me the specific place."
Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, Dong Tianze, Qi Qingsong and others.
"Girl, your bloodline is only level seven, I won't do anything to you."
…
——Where are you?
After escaping, he used the Yinling Temple to inquire about Pang Jian's news.
In the stone city temporarily built by the Demon Scale clan, Ling Yimo's illusory soul came uninvited and rushed into the eyes of the Demon Scale father and daughter who were talking.
They thought that Xuan Ying would die, and that Li Zhaotian would go on a killing spree to kill this proud man of the Demon Scale Clan.
"My father is Li Bai, the current patriarch of the Demon Scale Clan, with a tenth-level bloodline." Xuanying's eyes flashed with surprise.
As a result, everyone said that Pang Jian would definitely die.
"The Sword Tower is the true pillar of the human race during the Great Tribulation of Purgatory!"
He firmly believed that Pang Jian was still alive, and he also believed that Pang Jian would build a ghost altar like him at a certain moment one day and tell him that he was safe and sound.
While Pang Jian was feeling gloomy, he felt moved again.
"Thank you."
For those who have contact with Pang Jian, he either relies on the ideology of the Mu Clan or asks the Mu Clan to delve into it deliberately, which makes him well aware of Pang Jian's current situation and situation.
"Lord Zi Mo."
This was done so that he could know immediately when Pang Jian was summoned.
Li Zhaotian returned to the Sword Tower to heal his injuries, while Li Bai entered the Demon Spirit Continent and became the ruler of the fourth realm.
The extraordinarily handsome leader of the Demon Scale Clan, with slightly gray hair on his temples, looks to be in his early forties, and has an extremely chic and outstanding demeanor.
"It's worth paying any price to kill Li Zhaotian like this!"
"Master, you were injured because of me."
Xuanying was in awe and said: "Please wait a moment!"
To this day, His wisdom is in full bloom.
He did not expect that the master who had not really met and had been "imprisoned" by a woman would actually go deep into the Demon Spirit Continent of the Fourth Realm for him and search for traces of him throughout the continent.
His vast spiritual consciousness turned into wisps of sword intent and wandered around the Demon Spirit Continent. No life with blood and soul could escape the scrutiny of his spiritual consciousness.
Wearing a long snow-white dress, with no scales left on his body, the leader of the Demon Scale Clan, who looked like a human teacher, smiled casually and said: "I can't let him die."
Demon Spirit Continent.
Li Bai smiled and shook his head, saying: "Sorry, the faith I uphold is higher than Li Zhaotian's life."
"If you don't mind, can you move to another place and have a good fight with my father?"
"It doesn't seem to be here."
"For Li Zhaotian's betrayal, I think it's worth it." Zi Mo looked cold and said: "You should know that once he is promoted to a true god, he will be the most powerful existence in the human race. Not only the world of purgatory, but also the vast galaxy outside, all the gods will be affected by him.
Consecrated to the gods and frightened."
He dared to ridicule the high-ranking god of the ghost clan.
A few days later.
But he didn't know the specific day, so when no one summoned him, he meditated in this cave.
After a while.
The solid soul was cut off by Li Zhaotian's sword, and the soul turned into the illusory supernatural god Zi Mo again. E Mei frowned slightly and said: "Li Bai, why did you let Li Zhaotian go back alive?"
Han Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment and said: "There are people from Demon Sect, Pure Land, Yuan Qing, and Taiyi Divine Kingdom who have shown strong interest in you. With your realm and cultivation, you are enough to serve as a guest minister in any party.
As your ranking rises, you will be able to choose at will from those spiritual treasures of the sect’s kingdom.”
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Returning to his cave, he looked at the ghost altar without saying a word, wrote another note and sent it over.
"I know you must be alive!"
"..."
Dozens of notes were scattered around Pang Jian, all containing Dong Tianze's urgent words.