Battle God Emperor

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"Doutian, don't deceive people too much!" Yi flies Mo to frighten to back several steps, fight a day a person enough he drinks a pot of.

Is it a group now?

Even Ouyang Tianyi may not dare to fight with several people.

"Don't you mean to rely on your ability? Now I'm giving you the chance to fight for dragon soul fruit. Do you say I'm too deceiving? " Dou Tian looks at Yi Fei Mo funny.

"You Yi Fei Mo is speechless for a moment and doesn't know what to say.

"If you don't look at the face of Third Master Yi, I will kill you now. Do you believe it?" Doutian's eyes are chilly, and his killing intention is quietly spreading. "Since the moment you surrender to Ouyang Tianyi, you have no right to stand here. Do you still want dragon soul fruit?"

"Go away!"

Seeing what else Yi Fei Mo wants to say, Dou Tian yells angrily. His mouth spits out a sword Qi of killing and cutting, and goes straight to Yi Fei mo.

Yi Fei Mo's face changes wildly, he didn't expect to fight the sky to greet don't hit to hand, foot a step, directly jumped down thousand machine tower.

Other people felt the cold on Dou Tian's body. They could not help shivering and jumped under the thousand machine tower.

"Yi Fei Mo, what a pity." Beichenfeng shook his head and said, "how many children of the big family can stand the wind and rain?"

Suddenly, feeling the light of Lin Li's eyes, Beichen Feng coughed: "brother Chu is a real hero, of course not one of them."

Beichenfeng doesn't dare to fight with chuqingkuang. It's not that he's afraid of chuqingkuang's strength, but that chuqingkuang plays ruthlessly, which is immortal.

Several people wait quietly, dragon soul fruit one by one mature, everyone has already been ready, beichenfeng got the third dragon soul fruit into the thousand machine tower.

Then there is Lou Aotian, then Chu frivolous, then crazy wolf, Guan Xiaoqi, Yingfeng, and finally he doutian.

People in the distance can only watch doutian disappear in the thousand machine tower.

"Why, look at it!" Suddenly someone screamed out, eyes gathered in the thousand machine tower, showing the color of fear.

The dragon soul tree suddenly withered rapidly, and the rich vitality disappeared.

Boom!

Then, the colorful thousand machine tower quickly collapsed, turned into a pile of ashes and rushed in all directions, with a rumbling sound in the huge pit.

"Collapsed? What about them The crowd showed a look of horror, and many people secretly congratulated themselves that they had not gone in, or they would have been dead.

"What if you get the dragon soul fruit? It's not a dead end. Let's go. There are still two months to go. This ancient secret place is very vast. Maybe there are other treasures." When someone spoke, others nodded and went in all directions.

There are countless casualties among the soldiers who enter the ancient secret land. It is an immeasurable loss for Nanli and Dalong.

It's very hard to survive. Compared with life, what else is it?

"Doutian, you are suicidal!" Yi flies Mo cold hum a, also disappear in situ.

High in the sky, Xiaoming roars and swoops down. Gusts of wind lift the ruins of Qianji tower. Unfortunately, there is no sign of doutian any more.

Xiaoming extremely unwilling to roar, it did not leave, but guard in the pile of ruins, quietly waiting.

A valley, Long Xiao lying on a stone, long Chen sitting beside, quietly listening to a few soldiers inquired into the news.

"Dou you was killed by Dou Tian? Keke ~ "Long Xiao was a little excited and coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood.

"It's good to die." Long Chen light way, in the heart added a: "however, the day fragrant mother-in-law won't let him go, this Dou Tian really ignores the world ah, soon the holy city will come to south region nine Dynasty to choose a person, at that time nine great immortals Dynasty day just gather together, is another grand gathering."

"Next time I meet him, I will defeat him." Long Xiao says fiercely that dou you is killed. He is not so angry. On the contrary, he is defeated by Dou Tian, which makes him very unwilling.

What he didn't know was that his injury was not cured by ordinary people.

"Next time, it should be soon." Longchen narrowed his eyes and looked a little confused.

It is said that when doutian enters the thousand machine tower, he feels that he has entered a channel of nothingness, in which the rays twinkle and there is a huge sense of oppression.

He wanted to see all of them clearly, but there was a twist around, with dense silk threads spiraling around, and he felt dizzy after a moment.

"It's like I'm going through time and space." Doutian said to himself, a chill in his heart. This thousand machine tower is totally different from what he imagined.

Like the heart refining tower and soul refining tower, don't they have to fight all the time to go up one layer at a time?

The thousand machine tower is totally different. Doutian feels that he is in a world of lines. The countless lines are constantly circling and rapidly growing. Doutian feels that he is rotating with those spiral threads. It's really too fast.

"Soul pattern? It's not like that. " Dou Tian touched his head and wanted to capture those silk threads with his soul power, but he couldn't catch them at all. Fast, not ordinary fast. Human eyes couldn't catch them at all."Wait, I don't think I've seen this image anywhere." Doutian suddenly closed his eyes and sensed it quietly with his soul power. Compared with the naked eye, the capture of soul power is much clearer. What's more, doutian's soul power is extremely pure.

All of a sudden, Dou Tian's heart coagulated and said in surprise: "by the way, Beilao often stares at the picture, which is also so many silk threads, dense."

Dou Tian's memory is really good. He thought of the strange picture in an instant. He was quite sure that these silk threads should be mysterious soul lines.

However, Dou Tian also began to worry about it. It was a soul pattern that even Beilao had never studied thoroughly. Could he study it thoroughly?

Doutian suspected that he was dreaming, but he didn't feel right, because there was a pure power in his body, which was absolutely from the dragon soul fruit.

Doutian refined the power of dragon soul fruit, frowned and said: "this dragon soul fruit is not so powerful, how can I not have the feeling of breakthrough at all!"

However, when doutian Xinshen sank into his body, he found that most of the power of dragon soul fruit was absorbed by the fighting spirit of Hades. To doutian's surprise, the fighting spirit of Hades had a sign of breakthrough.

Now, the spirit of hell is the level of five grades of heaven. If we break through again, isn't it the level of four grades of heaven?

Doutian sat down with his knees crossed, ignoring the countless silk threads, and began to refine the mighty soul power of dragon soul fruit.

I don't know how long later, the spirit of the Youlin war soared, and the mighty soul power fluctuated from doutian. As for the so-called artistic conception, doutian didn't feel it at all.

"Isn't it possible to comprehend a kind of artistic conception by refining dragon soul fruit?" Doutian's face was a little heavy, but then he showed a smile and said to himself, "well, the war spirit of Hades has finally broken through the four grades of Tiandao. What else can we expect?"

"Ah, it swallowed up a dragon soul fruit, several five grade heaven level war souls, countless soul crystals and soul crystals, and the pool ice attribute energy barely broke through the four grade heaven level war souls. It's more difficult to break through the three grade heaven level."

At the thought of the vast soul power needed by the war spirit of Hades, it's hard to fight against heaven. It's really hard for the war spirit of Hades to break through.

For a long time, when the breath of the ghost of war finally stabilized, doutian opened his eyes again, and the lines were still there, and the speed did not decrease.

"Well, although the speed has not slowed down, how can I see it more clearly?" Doutian's face showed a strange color. Is this also related to the strength of the ghost?