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Chapter 1685: Demon Tower(2/2)

All kinds of demon soldiers came, Lu Chen roared loudly, and used the eternal thunder sword to strike out, directly flying a fallen person away, and then rushed into it.

Transformed into a six-winged demon bear, his palms were huge and extremely sharp, comparable to a sixth-grade demon soldier. When he swung out, the air burst into pieces, containing terrifying lethality.

The earth cracked under his feet, and hot black air emerged. The air was filled with rich earth-attribute power, full of thick flavor, suppressing the void, and the void rumbled and collapsed.

Lu Chen, who transformed into a six-winged demon bear, had tremendous fighting power. Several fallen degenerates from the Immortal Realm could not stop him, and were knocked out one by one by him.

Lu Chen's spirit was so great that he stepped on the mountains and rivers, grabbed it with his palms, and had the power to reach for the stars and the moon, cover an area of ​​the sky, and shoot a fallen person away.

"Crack!"

The next moment, Lu Chen tore off the arm of a fallen man, punched him in the abdomen, and swept him out. Using his hands and feet together, his fighting power was astonishing.

"Boom!"

Lu Chen rushed towards the exit of the Fallen Cave, and the space in all directions shook. Huge footprints appeared on the ground, which were about ten feet big and one foot deep. They also triggered powerful storms that blew everywhere.

"not good!"

The exit of the Fallen Cave was right in front of him, and Lu Chen suddenly felt a strong pressure.

This pressure came from behind. He looked back and his pupils shrank suddenly. He saw the magic tower moving up quickly, jumping up and down, and falling to the ground. The ground was torn apart.

Lu Chen was horrified, thinking that if he fell into the magic tower, it would be difficult for him to get out alive, so he gritted his teeth and took out the Black Sky Pestle.

The black sky pestle swelled rapidly in his hand, blooming with a strong black light, which was so dense that the breath was almost suffocating. Lu Chen felt a huge force while holding this weapon.

"Ancestral Divine Weapon?"

At this moment, a hoarse and sharp voice suddenly came from the magic tower, with a hint of surprise.

"Who are you?"

Lu Chen held the Black Sky Pestle, stared at the Demon Tower with a serious expression, used the power of the demon, poured it into the Black Sky Pestle, and then waved it out without hesitation.

"clang!"

The black sky pestle hit the magic tower with a loud bang that shook the earth and the earth. The sound waves roared and made Lu Chen's ears roar and his eardrums sting.

"Little guy, don't worry about it. This tower is the Moko Infinite Tower, and it is also an ancestral weapon. It is no worse than the ancestral weapon in your hand. What's more, your cultivation level is too low. Even if you take the beast transformation pill,

It’s also impossible to bring out the power of this weapon.”

In the magic tower, a hoarse voice came out again, with a hint of joking, making Lu Chen's face look extremely ugly.

"What do you want?"

Lu Chen asked in a deep voice.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to swallow your soul."

In the magic tower, the owner of the hoarse voice said with a smile.

"Since you also want my soul, I'm afraid you can't do it."

Lu Chen smiled softly, with a relaxed expression and no sense of oppression, but his heart was extremely nervous. At this time, he was already sure that there was an ancestral god in the Moko Infinite Tower.
Chapter completed!
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