Chapter 477
The light emitted by the underground tower illuminates the heavens.
That shadow of the tower appeared in the hearts of every god.
All living beings looked at the underground tower with longing and admiration.
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
…
The long and melodious sound of bells rang out slowly from the underground tower.
Spread across many worlds.
When the bell rings, the road to heaven opens.
The underground tower is finally open!
It’s just that it arrived several hours earlier than the scheduled time!
A huge gate of light slowly emerged from the tower.
All the gods ignored the ferocious sword-drawing king Dalong and rushed towards the light gate.
"Hehe, this tower has changed. The first person to enter will receive a huge benefit!"
"Knife maniac, sword without parallel!"
Wang Dalong snorted coldly, and the red and yellow rivers were directly cut in half by a magic sword.
Then, he moved his body, swung a sword energy at the gods who were rushing towards him, and was about to enter the light gate first.
Although the sword energy was released casually, its power should not be underestimated.
Thousands of gods were cut in half in an instant, and their power was greatly lost!
It was a horrific massacre.
At this moment, Zong Tianming also moved.
He stretched out his hand and rolled up Liliwei and Hades in the blink of an eye.
It transformed into a six-armed super-ego body and rushed towards Wang Dalong with great power!
"Six-Armed Holy Dragon Holy Fist!"
The 810 million superego particles in the body lit up instantly, and the power of the first transformation of the 810 million Holy Realm gathered in the six-armed fist.
That’s not all.
The masters of the five holy organs in his body also punched out one by one.
He unleashed the Kuishui Fist, the Binghuo Fist, the Gengjin Fist, the Wutu Fist, and the Yimu Fist.
It is equivalent to a full-strength attack from the five true saints.
It even combined into a five-element formation. With the five forces circulating, the power not only did not decrease, but it was growing crazily.
No one could react to Zong Tianming's sudden move.
Only the Lord of Avici seemed to be prepared.
The Six-Armed Holy Dragon Fist and the Five Elements Fist are not resisted in this way.
Even the sword-drawing mad king Dalong did not expect the sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin.
“Damn it!”
"Nine Sword Drawing Styles, third style!"
He cursed angrily and stabbed at the six-armed fist shadow!
As a sword god who has reached the peak of the third level, his strength should not be underestimated. He stabbed towards the Six-Armed Superego Holy Fist with his sword.
But it was shattered in the blink of an eye.
This guy's swordsmanship is extremely simple, but he didn't expect that Zong Tianming's boxing skills are even simpler.
It is simply the ultimate strength, without any fancy techniques or skills.
It is equivalent to 810 million first-level Saint-level warriors punching with all their strength at the same time.
Together, they are almost unstoppable.
Sure enough, the next moment the blade was defeated by the fist.
Then the Five Elements Fist with five attributes suppressed it again.
Wang Dalong's body, which had been moving forward without stopping, suddenly slowed down.
Zong Tianming took the opportunity to speed up a little bit.
Before all the gods could react, he entered the light gate with Mingyu and Liliwei.
The moment Zong Tianming entered.
A faint black smoke also rushed in with a whoosh.
"I want you to die!!!"
Wang Dalong’s roar shook the earth.
The entire continent of Hell's Nine Heavens began to shake.
He finally stopped hiding his strength and used all his strength.
He swung the God-Drinking Sword in his hand repeatedly.
He swung his sword so quickly, drawing it again and again, that it was almost impossible to see his movements.
One knife, two knives, three knives...
Millions of dollars, tens of millions of dollars, hundreds of millions of dollars...
These blades swept across the world with violent sword intent.
Not only did it split the Holy Dragon Holy Fist and the Five Elements Holy Fist into pieces.
The remaining blade light was like a razor, splitting the entire ancient city into pieces.
Many of the gods present were even cut in half like mowing the grass.
After Zong Tianming entered, the light gate began to shake violently.
Become extremely unstable.
Originally, after the underground tower was opened, it would take a week before being closed.
Now, within just a few breaths, there are signs of dissipation.
"Come on, the opening of the underground tower will be accompanied by disasters, and you will definitely gain a lot. Don't miss it."
“Let’s fight!”
Bai Jingjing, wearing the evil spirit flame armor, avoided the flying blades, gritted her teeth, took out a burning skull magic weapon, and activated it.
It transformed into a fiery red mark, passed through the sword light blockade, and entered the already extremely unstable light gate.
Several other geniuses, including Gui Qisha, also rushed into the light gate at the risk of their lives.
The light gate swayed and became half dim.
The sword-drawing mad king Dalong went on a killing spree in the Ninth Heaven Continent and hated Zong Tianming to the extreme.
By the time he pulled himself out, the light gate had completely faded.
This means that the entrance to the underground tower is completely closed.
This situation almost drove him crazy.
One million years ago, when he was exploring an ancient secret realm, he was killed by the Lord of Purgatory.
He was seriously injured and almost died.
Fortunately, crises often bring opportunities and hope.
He actually obtained a part of the inheritance from the Sword Saint of All Saints Continent in that secret realm.
He himself is a being who has attained divine power through the use of swords.
He had previously obtained the sacred status of the Hell Sword God and the weapon he personally forged, the God-Drinking Sword.
He can draw his sword countless times in an instant, so he is called a sword-drawing maniac.
Now that he has inherited the sword saint's legacy, his strength has skyrocketed.
One saint, one god, because the knife resonated.
Combining the two into one produced a miraculous change.
His strength suddenly leapt to the peak of the third level.
Later, by chance, he obtained a method of refining the underground tower deduced by an ancient great man.
It can be achieved through the mutual vibration of the power of life and death and divine power.
Forcefully open the underground tower ahead of time.
The price is that the entrance will only last for a few breaths.
He had calculated everything and had long since found out about the plans of those great gods. He knew that their real bodies could not stay in the Ninth Heaven, and he had planned to take advantage of this opportunity to monopolize the underground tower.
But I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway.
A peerless and powerful person who had never been heard of appeared.
The Six-Armed Holy Dragon Fist and the Five Elements Holy Fist, even now Wang Dalong felt extremely nervous when he took them on.
There was an unstoppable momentum in that punch.
It is somewhat similar to his sword-drawing technique.
They are all achieved by the superposition of forces in some way.
But it’s a bit too ridiculous to think about this kind of thing at this time.
The underground tower is closed, and less than ten gods are able to enter.
This can be said to be the time with the least number of people entering in history.
Although Wang Dalong seems to be free and easy, he is actually facing many crises.
He has an irreconcilable hatred for those great gods at the top.
Even the ancient giant city of the Ninth Heaven Continent was overturned.
Those gods who came to climb the tower were not completely wiped out, but nearly one floor was lost.
With such a big trap, those top-level great gods will not let him go.
The only option now is to escape.
As Wang Dalong's mind raced, he began to travel through the legendary portal, attempting to escape from the Nine Heavens Continent of the Hell World.
Afterwards, exclamations spread everywhere.
"This name is unfamiliar."
"Could it be the strong man who suddenly attacked Wang Dalong just now?"
"It is very likely..."
"But his luck doesn't seem to be good..."
"This wind and sand purgatory is the most desperate place in the secret realm of the underground tower."
"Not only is the suppression extremely strong, even the peak Great God Lord would frown!"
Many gods were discussing the matter, and there was even a hint of regret in their tone.
The Mad King Dalong who had just drawn his sword started a killing spree on the Ninth Heaven Continent.
It also caused the underground tower to be opened and closed early.
Ninety-nine percent of the gods did not have time to enter.
They were all full of resentment towards Wang Dalong, and they felt a liking for Zong Tianming, who suddenly took action and ruined Wang Dalong's plans.
A powerful man, whose whole body was enveloped in the mysterious aura of holiness, shook his head.
"What a pity. This person was able to stop Wang Dalong, so he must be an unrivaled expert. Unfortunately, he entered the wind and sand purgatory. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to achieve great success in this trip to the tower."
On the side, there was a God Lord who had been in seclusion for a million years and had never participated in the entry into the underground tower. He came to watch the fun and was very puzzled by this.
"My Lords, why are you so pessimistic about the fact that this sect was randomly sent to the Wind and Sand Hell at dawn?"
Beside him, a god with three sharp horns on his head glanced at him.
"You don't even know this. Where did you come from?"
"Sandstorm Purgatory is known as the graveyard of geniuses and the place where the strong are defeated."
"From the time of the three great gods in ancient times to the present day, so many powerful people have been helpless, and some have even perished in it, never to come out again."
"For billions of years, no one knew exactly what was inside."
"Even those great gods who have been in there before are very secretive about it."
"Anyway, this isn't a simple matter, so don't ask me anything else."
While everyone was discussing, a terrifying pressure came from between heaven and earth.
These guys were so scared by Wang Dalong that they thought the guy had come back.
They were so frightened that they ran away from here with all their might.
Waves of horse hoof sounds came from far away.
The curious god turned around to look.
Then, a gray horse emitting a chaotic aura appeared, breaking through the void and coming towards them at a rapid pace.
On top of it, there was a man dressed in black, ferocious armor, holding a gray spear.
The cloaks fluttered behind them, making them look mighty and holy.
"Ah, it's actually the elusive Holy Dragon Lord of Purgatory!"
"It is indeed him. Look at the horse he is riding. It is the legendary Nightmare King. There is only one such horse in the whole hell, and he has tamed it."
"This Nightmare King is a true god with divine character..."
Everyone stopped running and started talking.
Prepare to step forward and greet.
But the God King of Purgatory did not stop at all.
The Nightmare King under his crotch turned into a ball of black light.
The next moment, he appeared under the virtual monument.
Looking at the golden message above, he stood there silently for a while and then left.
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Compared to the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Zong Tianming was very calm.
In his hand, he held a book called "Records of Strange Events in the All Saints' Continent".
This was the book he often read when he had nothing to do at Qingtian Peak.
This is a truly unique book. It does not use jade slips, but a kind of paper called Tianyu Paper as its pages.
The whole book doesn't seem thick, but each page can be slid continuously to reveal new content.
And it won't decay for billions of years.
The book records all kinds of rare and exotic objects in the All Saints Continent.
At this moment, he was turning a page.
On it, there is a depiction of a fairy vine that reaches the sky.
Countless giants and saints followed the fairy vines to the lower continent to spread knowledge to those ignorant and primitive creatures.
There are also brave creatures who climb the fairy vines and reach the heaven, where they become saints and are high above.
Until one day, the world changed drastically.
The earth cracked and the sky was covered with thick haze.
In the heaven, the holy spirits fell like rain, and the vast earth was filled with the wailing of those living beings.
The fairy vine was also hit by a strange force. The vine withered, gradually shrank, and finally turned into a seed.
Disappeared into heaven and earth.
Zong Tianming closed the book in his hand.
I carefully looked at the leaves on the young plants again.
Around him, the yellow sand had covered a half-meter thickness. Only the seedlings under him were not buried because of his protection.
Follow the nature of the wind and sand.
As long as he could hold on here for two years, the yellow sand would pile up to a thickness of hundreds of meters, allowing him to climb the stairs.
This is a stupid way.
However, what is most attractive to Zong Tianming than simply climbing the tower is this seedling.
If the records in the book are correct, this fairy vine is already a first-class treasure.
"Chaos Immortal Vine!"
Zong Tianming felt a little excited.
Even though he had signed for 100,000 years, he had seen too many good things.
I was also a little surprised at this time.
This Chaos Immortal Vine is an innate spiritual creature born in chaos.
In the ancient and ignorant era, it was the earliest passage leading from the Ten Thousand Saints Continent to the ancient heaven.
It is in no way inferior to the building blocks of the universe.
Even the level is definitely above the Avenue level.
It is definitely an extraordinary thing.
It should belong to what the system calls the transcendent level.
A treasure that transcends the entire dimensional world.
It is hard to imagine how terrifying the complete Chaos Immortal Vine is.
Even a true saint cannot create this kind of thing.
Everything is born from chaos.
Just like this holy secret underground tower, it has stood in hell for countless years, but no one has been able to take it away.
The one in front of him was suspected to be the seedling of Chaos Immortal Vine.
If it really is a fairy vine, it is definitely a treasure of a super level.
Zong Tianming's usually calm heart couldn't help but start beating wildly.
"What a great fortune! What a great fortune!"
"It must be that the Chaos Immortal Vine was severely damaged by someone unknown, and it turned into a seed, passed through the world barrier, and hid in the underground tower."
"Even this tower climbing space where I am located must not have been so dilapidated before."
"It's the Immortal Vine Seed that has extracted all the essence and power."
"The energy absorbed from turning this space into a terrifying sandstorm purgatory is only enough to barely sprout."
"But somehow I was able to find this seedling before it was covered by the wind and sand."
"I think the fairy vine seedling must have been nurtured for countless years and has just sprouted."
Zong Tianming thought secretly that his heaven-defying luck had finally returned!
How much energy is needed for a Chaos Immortal Vine to grow from a seed to a sprout?
It's simply difficult to calculate.
Zong Tianming took a deep breath and basically confirmed his thoughts.
He took out a palm-sized silver disc from the void in his body.
This disc is about the same size as the cosmic disc intercepted by the old saint on the small Wangchuan continent in Baixu, but it is more exquisite and complete.
It seems to be a cosmic disc that is several levels higher.
(End of this chapter)
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