Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 540 The ultimate battle spear, ancient gods and demons!

Chapter 540 The ultimate battle spear, ancient gods and demons!
In the center of Thunder Prison, above the clouds, a pillar of divine light shattered the sky and stood tall.

The ancient and mysterious bronze hall is majestic and majestic, covering hundreds of feet of the sky, with huge bronze pillars towering into the sky, engraved with the angry faces of ancient immortals, demons, gods and demons, a terrifying aura is brewing in the palace.

The huge bronze temple door is closed tightly, and there are countless mottled scratches on it, imprinted with the traces of the years. There are many corpses piled up below. There are human beings and monsters. The Qi has dissipated, and the bones have decayed to the point of almost annihilation.

The sword light flickered, and Duanchou fell down in front of the hall, and there was a strong wind blowing, and the pile of bones was instantly wiped out, and those who could survive all showed a tragic aura, and they must have been strong before they were alive.

Correspondingly, the magic weapons beside the bones turned into dust and disappeared without a trace under the strong wind, and the rest were broken and incomplete, turning into a pile of useless scrap copper and rotten iron.

Duanchou shook his head, tens of thousands of years have passed, those remnant treasures have been eroded by time and honed by the spirit treasure formation, they have long lost their aura and no longer have any power.

But this iron rod doesn't seem to be affected much!
Looking at the pitch-black iron rod slanted on the jade floor in front of him, surprise flashed in Duanchou's eyes, the closer he got, the more clearly he could sense the fluctuating aura on the iron rod.

Violent, fiery, with a desire not to be mediocre, it is getting stronger and stronger.

Without hesitation, Duanchou stretched out his hand to hold the iron rod, his fingers burst out with sharp edges, and he pulled it out with all his strength.

"boom"

The crimson divine flame soared into the sky, soaring and roaring, the flame danced and transformed into a dragon, the scorching and terrifying temperature, and the baking void was extremely distorted.

This is not an iron rod, but a dark-colored battle spear, two meters long and three meters long, with mysterious flame patterns on the body of the spear. Chi Fenghan took a quick look and thought it was a flaming fire dragon rising from the sky, roaring while drinking the moon.

"Extreme battle spear, good stuff!"

Duanchou waved the battle spear casually, the divine flame was burning, the dragon danced in the sky, and the domineering spear tip shattered a void, and he couldn't help admiring.

The name of the battle spear is Yanliu, and it is an innate magic weapon. It was damaged in the battle, and it was suppressed in this bronze hall for tens of millions of years. Only then did it descend to the level of the ultimate magic weapon.

"Although the treasure is good, it is not suitable for my use. I will disappoint you. Stay at ease for a while. You won't be lonely for too long. After a while, I will find you another master!"

Feeling the excited and violent breath on Yanliu's spear, Duanchou shook his head, smiled lightly, seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to the spear in the opponent's hand, and immediately put it away.

At this moment, the entire bronze hall changed color, and the shrill sound of demons filled the surroundings. There were demon heads shuttling and rolling in the void, appearing extremely terrifying.

"puff"

The sharp edge split the air, and behind him, a huge and ferocious demon head was cut into pieces by the sword. The moment the head and body landed on the ground, it was shaken into powder and the demonic energy disappeared.

"Whoever trespasses on the Temple of the Corpse Ancestor will be killed without mercy!"

In front of the gate of the bronze hall, on the four huge bronze divine pillars, there are four auras of immortals, demons, gods, and demons, and majestic figures stepped out of them, with a figure of twenty or thirty feet. On both sides of the avenue, there were ten figures ten feet tall floating out, including fairies, demons, gods and demons, all with angry faces and stern faces.

Behind him, the bronze divine pillar hangs down to the sky, but the murals of gods and demons carved on it have disappeared, as if they have never appeared before.

"Ancient gods and demons?"

Duanchou was slightly moved, with divine light in his eyes, he glanced around, and then settled on the four huge figures in front of the hall. After a while, he seemed to see through something, shook his head, and said in a cold voice with a touch of sarcasm:
"Among you, there are immortals, demons, gods, and demons, all of whom are famous and powerful supernatural beings in ancient times, but now, they are just a wisp of immortal soul, imprisoned in this innate spirit treasure, given to you. People guarding the spirit and guarding the gate, it is really pathetic, lamentable!"

The black light shone, and among the four figures in front of the hall, the demon king stepped forward, and when he stretched out his hand, a long stick with black light and black light appeared in his palm.

Its body is like an ape, with a green horn on its head, dense green scales all over its body, and black awns flowing around. It seems that it has been touched by the pain in its heart. At this time, it is furious. It opened its bloody beast mouth, showing sharp teeth, and roared: :
"Hey, where did you come from, you are such an ant, you dare to talk wildly about ancient monsters, wait for me, and kill you with one stick!"

With a voice like an old bear, and a shrill neigh like a monkey, the thirty-foot-tall demon body is almost half as tall as the Bronze Hall.

A demon king, like a Shura, holds a trident, has a humanoid body, an ugly face, a pair of huge fleshy wings like blood on the back, and a magic hook on the long tail like a whip. It is highly toxic.

On the side is an immortal in moon robe and star crown, with white beard and hair, and 36 starlight swords gliding around his body, each of which contains terrifying aura and terrifying edge.

"Whoever trespasses on the Temple of the Corpse Ancestor will be killed without mercy!"

The god general looked cold and solemn, watching Duanchou coldly repeating what he said before, and then saw a 24-story exquisite pagoda flying out of his hand, and suppressed it head-on.

At the same time, the twenty Dharma Bodies on both sides of the Jade Dao also gathered around at this moment, each with a cold face, a savage aura, and an angry flame in their eyes.

"sing"

A majestic and domineering sword chant rises, Duanchou's face is expressionless, and with a vacant move, the Tianlin sword floats and manifests in the palm, the unicorn roars, the sword light flickers, and the clean and flawless white jade avenue suddenly splits a sword mark.

"Whoever blocks me today will be slaughtered!"

Word by word, without any emotion, like clanging swords, killing the mind.

The demon saint and the demon king laughed out loud at the same time, and the huge sound wave shook the bronze hall, overwhelming the thunder.

"Human monks who are like ants want to slaughter us. Are you overthinking your strength, or you are still struggling to die!"

"It seems to be a sword cultivator. The flesh and blood of a human sword cultivator is extremely extraordinary. I haven't drank blood for thousands of years. I almost forgot the taste of eating blood. Bastards like livestock dare to stretch their claws at us!"

"Boom"

As if in response to the words of the demon, with boundless mighty power, the divine pagoda fell down with a bang, and a loud noise shook the world, like a giant pagoda that lifted the sky, standing in front of the bronze hall. The 24-story pagoda, each floor burst into dazzling light. Shenguang, each floor represents a sky town.

This is the tower of the gods, 24 floors, representing the 24 heavens. Under the tower of the gods, even Samsara will be suppressed. The ancient gods fought, and I don't know how many powerful human races fell under this tower.

(End of this chapter)

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