"clear!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Fang Qianxue nodded gently, raised her hand and waved her hand, and a Xiezhi door opened in front of everyone, and then she walked in first.

"Everyone, come in."

Someone shouted and followed in.

Everyone walked into it one after another and soon disappeared in front of the temple.

After the Xiezhi gate was closed, Fang Cangyou showed up here with a wheelchair and said curiously to Fang Lie beside him:

"Old man, Fang Chen is just the sixth realm of the Nine Turns. Do you also let him go to the Battle of the Holy Tower?

He is a bloodline of three generations. If something goes wrong, it will be a big loss for our Fang family. Are you willing to bear it?"

"I can't bear to leave my children and can't trap the wolf."

Fang Lie smiled faintly.

"The reason is this, but Fang Chen's strength... should be ordinary, right?

Even if he is left alone, can he really get a wolf?"

Fang Cangyou said with a strange expression.

"He is very powerful?"

Fang Lie glanced at Fang Cangyou:

"The Reincarnation Immortal Sect is so magical. Do you think they will find an ordinary guy to be his disciple?"

"He had been in the holy tower for only a hundred years and had not yet broken through the bottleneck..."

Fang Cangyou frowned.

"You don't know, it's because he hasn't broken through the bottleneck for a hundred years, which just shows that his methods are not simple."

Fang Lie said meaningfully: "He can last for so long when facing those strange beasts that are far stronger than those of the same level, so he will naturally have outstanding performance in the battle of the Holy Tower.

Our human race has participated in countless battles of the Holy Tower for so many years.

There were only a few times when someone scored in the top 100,000.

What happened to these people in the end?"

"Sanctified..."

Fang Cangyou murmured to himself and subconsciously glanced at Fang Lie.

Because he knew that the old man also participated in the Battle of the Holy Tower and entered the top 100,000.

But they didn't know the specific ranking, because they had no interior location at that time, and they could not watch the details of the Battle of the Holy Tower at all.

"Then let's see if this kid can give us a surprise."

Fang Cangyou murmured to himself in his heart.

Fang Lie waved his hand lightly.

I saw the water patterns in front of me began to ripple gently, as if in the void, countless inner portals could be vaguely seen.

Xie Zhi is also a member of these portals, like the stars in the sky, guarding the most mysterious and magnificent portal in the middle.

Fang Cangyou looked up and felt a little gaze landing on Xie Zhu through the portals of these interior locations.

But these eyes are not large, and they just take a look at each other for a moment and seem to lose interest and stop looking at them.

Fang Cangyou sighed in his heart.

Behind these inner places are the saints with great means.

They may be much better than the old man if they just pull out one.

When the inner site belonging to Dragon Saint in the middle is opened, they can connect to it through the inner site and thus see the details in the Santa Tower.

...

...

Fang Chen passed through the Xiezhi gate and suddenly found himself coming to a hanging fairy mountain.

Below is an endless sea.

In the dark sea, the waves are surging. Occasionally, you can see huge sea beasts churning out of the water, causing thousands of huge waves.

Some of these sea beasts are not even weaker than the Nine Turns Ninth Realm!

Fang Qianxue has met an old man at this moment, and both sides are having a passionate chat.

Everyone has seen this old man. When Fang Lie became a saint, it was this old man who brought a group of Wandao Alliances to the Chaoxian Tower to watch the ceremony.

Like Fang Qianxue, this existence named Qin Baichuan is also the third step to breaking the limit!

"Fellow Daoist, isn't there a lot of people participating in the Battle of the Holy Tower this time?"

Qin Baichuan glanced at Fang Chen and others.

More than ten people came to almost every realm.

Compared to the last battle of the Holy Tower, the number of people this time is more than twice as high.

"The wise ancestors became saints and were not saints, and their attitudes towards the Battle of the Holy Tower are naturally different.

This is the first time that our tribe has participated in the Battle of the Holy Tower after Liezu became a saint.

I hope someone can get a ranking.”

Fang Qianxue smiled faintly.

Qin Baichuan couldn't help but nod when he heard this:

"That's the reason."

To get a ranking means to enter the top 100,000.

In fact, hard work may not be impossible.

While both sides were chatting, the magical powers of the Wandao Alliance arrived one after another.

The number of people is equivalent to that of the square clan, and more than a dozen people have come to each realm.

The difference is that in addition to Qin Baichuan, Wandao Alliance also has two other positions to break the limit, namely the first and second steps to break the limit.

"This time, Wandao Alliance plans to let three people break the limit and participate in the Battle of the Holy Tower?"

Fang Qianxue's expression moved.

"I won't go. I've been there twice before, but I've lost a lot."

Qin Baichuan smiled and shook his head: "I am just responsible for some chores on the road. These two have the opportunity to compete."

He pointed to the two people who broke the limit, and they all came forward to greet Fang Qianxue, not being arrogant because the Fang clan had just been promoted to the holy clan.

After all, the means by Fang Lie to force the two saints to retreat with a sword a hundred years ago have already spread throughout the Mingxu, and even the Yan clan is discussing this matter.

"There should be another semi-saint who leads the way. If they only break the limit and lead the team, if they encounter danger on the road, the fault tolerance rate is too low."

Fang Chen stood in the crowd, silently looking at the group of thousands of alliance magical powers in front of him.

He had already felt several familiar auras from this group of people.

The supernatural powers they master are likely to be related to the Three Thousand Dharmas.

"This person's breath is like a three-headed and six-armed technique."

"This person's breath is like a fog-spraying technique."

"this……"

About half a quarter of an hour later, a white figure broke through the sky.

When the people of the Wandao Alliance saw the visitor, they bowed and shouted: "The half-saint of the Burial Spirit."

"Supporting the Spiritual Art?"

Fang Chen's expression was slightly stunned.

The person who came was snow-white, with only two red spots on his cheeks.

This is clearly a paper man!

Many people in the Fang tribe have never seen the technique of attaching spirits, so when they saw this paper man being called a semi-saint, they also showed a look of shock on their faces.

Isn’t this the paper man you usually burn for your ancestors?

Paper men can also become semi-saints!?

"The Burial of the Spirit Half-Saint."

Fang Qianxue saluted respectfully.

Everyone quickly suppressed their shock and saluted them one after another.

"This time I will take you to Longsheng City, and it will take about ten years to go."

The half-saint of Burial Spirit spoke slowly, with a pleasant voice. If you only hear the sound, the image of a beautiful woman would appear in your mind. I never thought that this person would be a paper man.

"If you have time to bury the half-saint of the spirit."

Fang Qianxue said respectfully.

The corner of the Burial Spirit Half Saint's mouth was pulled, as if he was laughing:

"No need to be so polite. Your clan has been with me Wandao Alliance for many years, and we are allies."

After saying that, she waved her sleeves gently and saw a paper door slowly opening to everyone.
Chapter completed!