The golden tower suddenly rose up, causing all the mud and sand to fall. It is a hundred feet in diameter and is made of unknown purple gold. Various rare treasures are hung on the eaves of the octagonal tower. Overflowing with aura, indescribably luxurious.
It kept going up until it reached the ninth level of heaven, and then it stopped. It completely overlaps with the thirty-two-story illusory golden pagoda.
At this time, not only the Qingxuan people, but also the one or two elders of the Cangsheng Realm were all surprised and stunned. Even Xiu Guan had a strange color flash in his eyes.
Six immortal-level swords hovered in the sky. When the sword power gathered together and circled back and forth, the thoughts of Mingyu and the others were also rapidly communicating.
"Why is there such a purple gold tower under the main hall of the academy?"
"I don't remember Master Xizi mentioning it."
"Speaking of which, this thirty-three-day formation does have a blank space. But I didn't think much about it. I thought it was necessary for the formation to function like this -"
"It's so funny! I have talked about it no less than three hundred times in the palace, but I have no idea that there is such a golden pagoda below. For more than eight thousand years. Has no one ever thought about exploring the place under this academy? The foundation?”
"What a majestic place the Cangsheng Academy is? Who dares to dig it up and see what's going on? With the thirty-three-day formation blocking the way, our spiritual senses can't even get in. After all, this formation is the foundation of my Cangsheng Dao. If I'm not careful, What should I do if the digging is damaged?”
"But I wonder if Uncle Xiuguan knows?"
After a while of silence, someone changed the topic.
"Junior brother is still going through the tribulation, I wonder what's going on now?"
"It should be okay, the Guangxuan Sword is still running. Although that person is in charge of the Blood Cloud Sword, Senior Brother Wei Xu has not yet finished his calamity, but his strength has broken through the barrier of the Holy Realm. It is estimated that he can still hold on for a while, but this time It’s extremely difficult to survive the catastrophe we’re facing!”
"I think Junior Brother Wei Xu can survive for half a moment at most. After half a moment, I'm afraid he won't even have the chance to be reincarnated. It's a pity that we can't help him—"
"So, the key to this battle is to see whether Junior Zong Shou can master the God Refining in half a moment?"
"It would be extremely difficult for the Sword Spirit to truly recognize it—"
Mingyu still didn't know that the spirit that refined the divine sword had already been with Zong Shou.
Everyone is worried about Wei Xu, but also comforts them in this dome.
"If it really happens that we can't hold on, we must work together first to send Junior Brother out of the Sky Realm."
"That's natural! But having said that, the golden pagoda behind Junior Brother is really weird. In the past, neither you nor me have conquered this weapon. Could it be that this thing is the real hub of the thirty-three formations?"
"Even if we miss, we're probably not far off. There's probably a big connection between the big one and the small one. Have you ever felt that these thirty-three formations are getting stronger?"
The ground shook, Zong Shou's eyes were blank. The foot stepped on the top of the golden pagoda and was carried up to the sky. It was not until the top of the pagoda pierced the ninth level of the sky barrier that the pulling up force stopped.
Zong Shou felt quite dumbfounded at this time. The oath he made just now was just to pull out the God of Refining.
However, the Divine Refining Sword has not yet been mastered, but instead a nine-story golden tower rushed out from the ground.
Even slightly worried, he looked at the sword in his hand.
It is Lian Shen!
The sword is inserted into the stone and can be pulled out without much effort.
The really difficult thing is to get the Divine Sword to be recognized, to be able to control the sword and use magical powers.
So when the stone layer cracked and the golden pagoda rose, this sword also followed him to the ninth level of heaven.
At this moment, even though Zong Shou was looking at the sword body, his energy chakras and energy channels in the sword were almost integrated into one body. He still couldn't make the sword and the array of weapons in the sword waver at all.
"It's still a little short of that!"
"But this thing behind me, this tower given to me by Brother Wei Xu, is it really the core of the thirty-three-day formation."
"As expected, I thought this object was part of a treasure."
"Thirty-three days, Daluo, Zhi, Emperor of Heaven. That's it—"
Zong Shou took a deep breath and pushed away all the distracting thoughts. His eyes were focused on the sword in his hand again, and he no longer paid attention to the two golden pagodas, one large and one small. All the soul consciousness is restrained, and it is constantly washing the body of the God Refining Sword.
Not being able to control the sword in one fell swoop was actually expected. As early as the beginning, he had already expected that the price he had to pay this time would be no small matter. Since this sword, after he vowed to rule all people equally and bless the people of this world, he was still not satisfied.
So-
"Holding this sword, I swear to be the Emperor of Heaven! I will become the Lord of the Thirty-three Heavens, the Emperor of All Peoples, and the King of Ten Thousand Immortals! Under Fan Gu's rule, all people and immortals will be treated equally regardless of race! Gu may not be able to achieve true An equal world can make the people under the rule a fair world and a just law - "
There was silence in the sky for a moment, and Zong Shou's feet were shaken again. The golden pagoda continued to rise up, and the divine sword was filled with awe. Beside Zong Shou, the 'nameless' mouth actually disintegrated piece by piece and turned into wisps of red light, which merged into the purple gold sword in front of Zong Shou.
The vast sword force spread across the sky, echoing with the other six swords.
Let more and more power of heaven and earth gather into the realm of the sky.
This time, the Seven Swords of the World were not even controlled by anyone, but they had gathered 60% of their power on the thirty-two-layer golden pagoda.
Xing Xie couldn't resist it at first, and then roared like a wild beast. The figure was forced down by an invisible force! He fell down from the thirty-first level of heaven. It kept sinking until it fell back to the twenty-third level, where it barely stabilized.
The rest of the people also had extremely solemn expressions at this moment, feeling the heavy pressure.
Not only the thoughts of heaven and earth caused by the Seven Swords of the World, but also the Thirty-Three Heavens Formation are also strengthening. In fact, many parts of the center of the formation, which was already riddled with holes under their impact, have been destroyed by this. Pull out an eighteen-story golden pagoda and replace it.
And this thing is so strong that it deserves to be called a sacred treasure.
They all had a vague feeling that something was wrong, if this sword was really being refined by 'Tan Qiu'. If it were the golden pagoda that didn't know how heavy it was, all of it protruded from the ground.
So today’s battle—
Zhu Zi's face was as gloomy as water. Qingxuan stopped talking. He just looked thoughtfully in the direction of Wei Xu.
If this person could be dealt with earlier, then the Seven Swords of the World—
But I felt a sudden chill in my chest. When I looked back, I saw that it was a beautiful scene, looking at it coldly.
Suddenly he knew that the number one person in the Cloud Realm had recovered some of his remaining strength and had seen through his plan.
Even if he could break free from the shackles of the thirty-three formations at this time, he might not be able to escape the obstruction of this show.
Demon Lord Taishi next to him also saw it, but snorted coldly: "Lord of the Thirty-three Heavens, Emperor of All Peoples? Lord of Ten Thousand Immortals? Arrogant—"