Chapter 632 Obtained Soul Gathering Tower

  Chen Fan's expression suddenly changed. In the Soul Gathering Tower, there was actually an ink dragon, with black and shiny dragon scales, sharp claws, and a majestic and majestic dragon head, all of which were extremely clear in the Soul Gathering Tower.

  At this moment, looking into the eyes of the black dragon, Chen Fan still felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart, as if the dragon seemed to be still alive, but he never sensed any vitality.

  And the Molong in the Soul Gathering Tower was also motionless, only his eyes were staring straight ahead, just staring at everything under the dragon chair, like a majestic and domineering emperor.

   "After a long time, is it possible that you are still alive with a soul?" Chen Fan looked at Mo Long, and slowly walked towards the dragon chair.

  However, Mo Long remained motionless, as if he had been frozen in the Soul Gathering Tower, and became a sculpture since then, but Chen Fan still did not lower his vigilance and moved forward slowly.

  Until he walked in front of the dragon chair, condensed his true energy in his hands, and swung towards the soul-gathering tower, a few strong winds suddenly blew behind him, and the murderous intent struck instantly.

  Chen Fan's expression froze, he immediately drew out his sharp sword, and quickly slid to the left, dodging the attack behind him, and then turned his head to look, and it turned out to be the four strong men in the distraction stage.

   These four people were from the Sea Dragon Clan and the Spirit Snake Clan respectively. They had already died and knelt in front of the Crystal Palace gate, but at this moment they were resurrected and killed Chen Fan.

"Are you even reduced to slaves?" Chen Fan frowned slightly. These four people actually contained a large number of rune curses in their bodies, which were exactly the same as those on the Golden Crab King. Moreover, the eyes of the four strong men were dull, as if they could only rely on their physical bodies. memories are fighting.

Chen Fan's cultivation was suppressed in the early stage of refining the gods, but he possessed a fairy sword scabbard. Facing these four powerhouses in the distraction stage who lost their spiritual consciousness, he was not incapable of fighting, but this battle would be very difficult for him. .

   No matter which one he kills first, the rune curse in the opponent's body will continue to suppress his cultivation, and now the Supreme Restriction in his body has long been exhausted, and he can't stand this kind of battle at all.

  Unless four people are killed at the same time, as long as one of them's curse erupts, he will quickly fall out of the stage of refining gods, and it will be difficult to control the fairy scabbard.

While fighting with the four of them, Chen Fan waved his palm, and directly took the soul-gathering tower on the dragon chair over. The soul-gathering tower didn't resist at all, and instantly fell into Chen Fan's storage ring, including the one inside. Mo Long still didn't move.

when!

   Chen Fan blocked the joint attack of the four powerhouses in the distraction stage with a single sword, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest. The original injury collapsed again, and the wound on his severed left arm was also bleeding.

  A gleam of coldness flashed across his eyes, and he said coldly: "Since you don't have spiritual consciousness, then I will take you to a good place."

   After finishing speaking, a huge force erupted from the sharp sword in Chen Fan's hand, and suddenly pushed the four of them away a few steps. Immediately, his figure flickered, and he rushed out of the Crystal Palace!

  The four powerhouses in the distraction stage had no expression on their faces, and they followed up at an even more terrifying speed. They even began to condense the Void Art in their hands, trying to suppress and imprison Chen Fan.

   Whoosh!

Chen Fan swung his sharp sword, covering layers of ice and snow, and at the same time performed Jiugongbu and Treading Xuewuhen, sprinting quickly, and avoided the void restriction of the four strong men twice in succession, each time was extremely dangerous, he Knowing that, if the spiritual consciousness of these four people is still there, then he has already been trapped in it at this moment.

  Chen Fan was still fighting while retreating, approaching the open space outside, and went back the same way, followed closely by the four strong men in the distraction period, like murderous weapons.

A few hours later, Chen Fan brought the four phased experts back to the open space full of coral colonies. He was very fast, using all his strength, and finally swept towards a place where the coral colonies were densest. The strong man in the renown **** stage pursued closely, Chen Fan led the four of them to the coral group, then turned around resolutely, swung out the sharp sword without hesitation, and the majestic sword energy suddenly slashed at the coral group.

  Boom!

With a loud noise, a large piece of coral group was swept away by Chen Fan's sword energy, and the poison instantly entered the bodies of the four strong men in the distraction stage. In just a moment, the bodies of the four people suddenly shrank, their skin sacs sunken, and their bones melted away. In the end, even the blood was absorbed by the coral group, and a large piece of curse runes also fell into it.

Chen Fan's face was pale, and he fell to the ground slightly haggard. He breathed a sigh of relief. The injuries in his body became more and more serious, and he was fighting and retreating all the way, which consumed his real energy very seriously. If it wasn't for this coral group, he would Perhaps it is difficult to get out of the predicament so easily.

  The poison in those coral groups is like corpse powder, and even the body in the distracted stage cannot resist it.

After Chen Fan glanced apprehensively, he took out an ancient elixir from the storage ring, swallowed it directly, and then used the Eighth and Ninth Mysterious Kung Fu to choose a remote corner and change it into a coral group again, and finally recovered slowly. Slowly recovering from his injuries, he also began to recover his broken left arm.

boom! boom!

  A moment later, the ground shook violently again. The offspring of Xuanwu came back and ran towards the Crystal Palace at a very fast speed. There was still blood under its sharp claws. It must have been killed by the fat Taoist priest.

  Chen Fan stopped recuperating, held his breath, tried his best to imitate the real coral group, and watched the Xuanwu offspring go away.

  Chen Fan was a little surprised that the fat Taoist could fight for such a long time. After all, he said that he could not use his real cultivation base. The method must not be simple to run so far with the descendants of Xuanwu just because of his early stage of refining the gods.

A few breaths later, after the offspring of Xuanwu left with the huge tortoise shell like a mountain, Chen Fan turned into his real body. His left arm had already recovered, but the injury in his body was still slightly serious, but at this moment he couldn't care less about recovering to the peak, and the time was very short. Urgent, once the Xuanwu descendant returns to the Crystal Palace and finds that the Soul Gathering Tower is gone, he will definitely be angry.

  Chen Fan swayed from the spot, the real energy under his feet exploded, and rushed towards the direction of the stalactite cave.

Three hours later, he finally arrived at the stalactite cave, turned the storage ring without hesitation, took out the soul-gathering tower, immediately poured in his true energy, and called the fat Taoist with his spiritual consciousness as the fat Taoist said. soul.

   Phew!

In an instant, the Soul Gathering Tower circulated, and a ray of dim black light sprinkled from the pitch-black tower body, the surrounding spiritual energy flowed, and the air flow swept across quickly, and four white lights rushed from not far away, directly plundering into the Soul Gathering Tower middle.

Seeing this, Chen Fan threw the soul-gathering tower high into the sky, said "Sickness" in his mouth, squeezed his fingers together, squeezed out a drop of blood, and drew a rune on the ground, and then with a movement of consciousness, he called out the soul of the fat Taoist priest .

  The Soul Gathering Tower absorbed the rune blood on the ground, and then a familiar figure stepped out of it. It was the real face of the fat Taoist priest, but it looked very ethereal, his whole body was pitch black, and only his soul remained.

   "Junior, why did you bring this black dragon?" The fat Taoist immediately looked at Chen Fan and asked after his soul body condensed.

  Chen Fan shook his head and said, "When I found this tower, it was already inside."

The fat Taoist gasped slightly, with a strange look on his face, squinting at Mo Long in the Soul Gathering Tower for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Long, your method is not simple, It's not dead yet."

Chen Fan was slightly taken aback, thinking that the fat Taoist priest was talking to the black dragon, but unexpectedly, the Soul Gathering Pagoda shook suddenly, and the black dragon's eyes closed and opened, its head swung, staring at the black dragon. The fat Taoist sneered and said: "The Immortal Immortal, it really is you. When I saw this junior, I smelled that ominous breath, Burning Heaven Art!"

   "This..." Chen Fan was startled suddenly, his expression changed involuntarily, he never thought that this dragon is really still alive, from ancient times to the present, how could he survive such a long time?

The fat Taoist smiled lightly, looked at Molong in the tower and shook his head and said, "Why are you bothering? In order to survive, you let yourself become one with the spirit of the soul-gathering tower. Do you know the consequences of doing so?" Is it impossible to reincarnate forever? Once the tower is broken, you will die completely, and there will be no afterlife."

In the Soul Gathering Tower, Mo Long's body seemed a bit stiff, only the dragon's head could move, it also laughed angrily after hearing the words, the laughter shook the whole Soul Gathering Tower, and finally resounded through the stalactite cave with a bang , the four stalactites are broken.

   After a long time, Mo Long stopped laughing angrily, and said in a deep voice: "I don't believe in the past life and the afterlife. I only want to be immortal in this life. Even if I become a weapon spirit, I will return to the fairy court one day."

   "The fairy garden is gone." The fat Taoist said lightly.

"Then rebuild it. If one is not enough, we will build ten. Let the gods and demons in the sky reappear. I entered this soul-gathering tower for such a day. Aren't you planning for that day?" Mo Long said loudly. Roared, the dragon roar was deafening.

  Chen Fan's face changed, and he seemed to have guessed something from Mo Long's words.

   "Sigh." The fat Taoist shook his head, sighed, and said immediately: "When you say this, you will harm this junior. We can hide it from heaven, but he can't."

"So what if it doesn't work? I'm just a junior in the refining stage. Is it possible that this king has to care about his life and death when he speaks. If he is an immortal real person, he will be killed, and he will be easy to find. But if Heaven knows about us, everything will be in vain." Mo Long Opening his eyes, he said sharply, his eyes looked at Chen Fan, revealing the majesty of a king.

  Chen Fan glanced coldly at Mo Long, pulled out the sharp sword from the fairy sword scabbard with a bang, and laid it in front of the Soul Gathering Tower, sneered: "You are just a weapon spirit now, and you are not qualified to be king."

   "Presumptuous!" The Soul Gathering Tower shook suddenly, and Mo Long was furious.

   "Now you are presumptuous!"

Chen Fan didn't feel timid at all, he directly sacrificed the soul-eating banner with a bang, and at the same time, a majestic black and white flame gushed out from his hand, the fairy sword scabbard lay across in front of him, blocking the coercion of the Soul Gathering Tower, the black and white flame turned into a fire snake, instantly enveloping tower body.

   "Ah..." Mo Long let out a roar suddenly, and the Soul Gathering Tower shook wildly, but it was held back by the fairy sword scabbard, and it didn't do much.

   This is an auxiliary fairy weapon, and its attacking power is far inferior to the fairy sword scabbard. Even if the fairy sword scabbard is not complete now, it is still more than enough to hold down the Soul Gathering Tower.

  The fat Taoist stood aside, watching this scene with a smile, as if he had no intention of stopping it, just watching Chen Fan burn Molong's soul.

   "Stop it, speak up if you have something to say." In the end, Mo Long gave a strange cry, and softened his mouth.

  【Two in one chapter, there will be another chapter later! 】

  (end of this chapter)