1The man named Sword Saint Mie Zui stood up from the chaos.
He took a step forward and arrived above the chaos.
His gaze was cast into the distance.
That is the direction of the main world of the Nine Saints of the Earth.
"Hmph, Lord Hong, don't think I don't know what conspiracy you guys are up to."
"So what if I let you enter the universe?"
"This time I will definitely be able to ascend to the heavens and integrate the Way of All Victory with the Drinking Saint Sword Intentions."
"You will die at the hands of me, the Sword Saint, sooner or later!"
"When the time comes, I will dig out your divine nature alive and use this Holy Drinking Sword of mine to slice your holy body alive for a billion years, only then can I quench the hatred in my heart!"
His eyes were filled with blood mist!
Suddenly he grabbed the Holy Drinking Sword covered with holy patterns in his hand.
A fierce slash at the space in front!
brush!
A pitch-black blade swept across the sky.
In the chaotic universe, countless big stars were shattered and the galaxy was cut apart.
Even some small universes that had just formed were shattered.
Countless newly born creatures inside were annihilated.
"Wait..."
His voice echoed in the chaos for a long time.
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In the Nine Saint Realms of the Earth Saint Continent.
The nineteenth day of Zong Tianming's retreat.
There is still one day left before the Wansheng Tower opens.
In the midst of the ever-changing Golden Crow, a tower of victory with no end in sight descended from the chaos.
This Wansheng Tower happened to fall on the top of the foundation pillar of the Ninth Holy Realm Continent, like an extension of the foundation pillar.
This place has long been tightly sealed, and tens of thousands of saints have gathered here.
These earth saints have different appearances.
Some have a human head and a sheep body, some have wings on their ribs, and some have a human upper body and a white skeleton lower body.
Some are so bizarre that they cannot be described in words.
Each of them exudes an extremely terrifying aura.
Chaos was born and died around them, and then it was restored.
Among them are many great saints who have reached the peak of the third transformation.
Each occupies one side.
His whole body was covered by a chaotic aura.
It looks ancient and mysterious.
Vivian and others were waiting anxiously outside the Samsara Inn.
"The Wansheng Tower only opens for half a day. If you miss it, you'll have to wait another ten million years for it to open again."
She had asked the waiter to send several messages in a row, but there was no response.
"Princess, I think we should stop waiting."
"But it delayed the important business."
"Yes, yes. It only opens once every ten million years. If you miss it, who knows if you can live to see it open again."
The saints in Vivian's team talked at once.
Millions of years is too long.
Even a powerful god at the second level can only live for tens of millions of years.
Most of these Holy Lords are in this realm.
If you miss this round, it is unknown whether you can survive until the next round.
However, with the impression left before, Vivian decided to wait a little longer.
At this time, Mingsheng received the message and was a little anxious, but he did not dare to disturb Zong Tianming's practice.
I could only pace back and forth outside the hut where he was practicing, waiting anxiously.
Suddenly, the door opened suddenly.
Zong Tianming reached out and pushed open the door.
The aura on his body is extremely ethereal.
"Master, there is still half a day before the Wansheng Tower opens. We should rush to the city now."
"It is conservatively estimated that there are more than 100,000 Saint Lord-level experts entering the Wansheng Tower this time. If you are late, there will probably be some delays."
The Underworld Saint knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
There was no sadness or joy on Zong Tianming's face, nor was there any sign of anxiety.
With a flip of his hand, a nine-story pagoda was revealed, with a bright golden crow halo on the top of the pagoda.
"I have already gained a preliminary grasp of this treasure."
"Unfortunately, the time for refining and contemplating is too short, and the power that can be exerted is less than one thousandth of it."
"But even so, it can be said to have infinite uses."
"Each level of this Golden Crow Heavenly Saint Pagoda possesses different powers."
"There are even some extremely terrifying beings imprisoned there."
"With my current abilities, I can instantly take those god-level holy heads in and keep them from turning over."
His voice came slowly, causing Mingsheng to kneel even lower.
Almost crawling on the ground.
"Congratulations, Master! You have obtained this treasure. You will surely sweep across the Tower of Victory!"
"Okay, get up. The little princess of the Meisheng clan seems to be getting a little anxious waiting."
Zong Tianming put away the Golden Crow Heavenly Saint Pagoda in his hand and ordered Mingsheng to leave.
They took Gluck with them and walked out of the Meizihao courtyard.
Vivian and others were seen from a distance.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Princess."
"I took advantage of these days to comprehend some techniques and became quite engrossed, so I didn't wake up in time."
The Dark Saint clasped his fists and saluted.
Vivian heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the Hades Saint coming.
"That's all right, that's all right, Brother Mingsheng. Let's go to the Pillar of Foundation now. The Tower of Victory has already arrived. We can enter as soon as the entrance opens."
Vivian naturally would not express any dissatisfaction.
As for the other Saint Lords, although they were extremely unhappy, they were all frightened by the financial power displayed by the Underworld Saint.
Among the Earth Saints, the strong prey on the weak, and wealth is almost proportional to martial arts value. These Saint Lords who are able to control a Saint are all treacherous.
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