Chapter 463： Town Demon Tower (3) (1/2)

Chapter 463 Town Demon Tower (3)

Ji Yixuan’s brows were close, and he did not speak much with Yue Tiancheng.

Among the kingdoms of God, the destructive power has gradually begun to condense. If he does not want to get rid of the difficulties, I am afraid that today I am afraid to fall here.

Seeing through the mind of Ji Yixuan, Yue Tiancheng said with a cold voice: ”Ji Yixuan, this method can only be broken from external use of force, and you can only form a sword in which it can be smashed. Miracle, nowadays, your blade is broken, you can't gather the power of the sword, and it is even more impossible to get out of it and die. How is this heart dead?”

After all, Yue Tiancheng went to the other side and looked at the town demon tower in Jinguangzhong. The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and the right arm waved, and the golden light dispersed.

Will restore the original size of the town demon tower, held in the palm.

”It's good... It's a good thing to fall into the Valley of Heaven and the Valley, and it's really good, but it belongs to us now.” Yue Tiancheng whispered softly.

”Dare!” Ji Yixuan angered inside.

The town demon tower is the teacher's respect for Xuanchen real people to give him the life of the valley, and he can fall into the hands of the enemy cloud Yunzong!

”Ha ha ha.” Yue Tiancheng could not help but sneer: ”Now, this town demon tower is already in my hands, you said that Yue people can dare.”

Not waiting for Ji Yixuan to open, Yue Tiancheng waved and interrupted: ”Ji Yixuan, instead of wasting his tongue, it is better to think about how to get out of trouble.”

With the fall of Yue Tiancheng's voice, the pressure of God's domestic aura has skyrocketed, and the quality has become an indescribable destructive atmosphere.

The power of these destructions is like a Tianshan Mountain falling from nine days. It will suppress Jiu Xuan’s death and death, making him breathless and his face will turn red. It will not be long before he sees Ji Yixuan’s support. He’s slammed on the ground and forehead. Cold sweat is like a broken pearl drop.

At this moment, a hillside hundreds of meters away from the slope, Ye Qingying looked forward.