Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 237

Looking at the menacing power in front of him, it can be called a blow that can destroy a mountain at will.

Finally, Zhang Changsheng, who had always been faint on his face, had a smile on his mouth.

Isn’t this situation right, otherwise it would be too boring.

Zhang Changsheng muttered to himself with disdain, “The three kilometers of Sword Qi in the sky is just a flash of fluorescence under the bright moon!”

Suddenly, Zhang Changsheng’s eyes with a hint of excitement were completely wrapped in the black and white Yin & Yang breath, and his eyes became black and white.

“Cold light all night, shining Kyushu!”

Suddenly, Zhang Changsheng seemed to slowly swing a sword, and as if he did not swing a sword.

The terrifying black and white Sword Qi intertwined with each other, and the black and white Sword Ray with a length of more than 10,000 meters suddenly emerged and attacked the Martial Emperor puppet sword repair.

The 10,000-meter black and white Sword Ray enveloping Yin & Yang directly collided with the 3,000-meter black fire Sword Ray.

“Boom… boom…”

The shocking force of terror collided and produced a huge noise, and at this moment, the 20,000-meter space land was all collided by the collision of these two horrible forces!

And a lot of cracks have appeared in the false blue sky above this space.

A large number of blue fragments scattered, revealing the color of a dark sky.

Perhaps this is the original face of this trial space.

Perhaps the old ancestor Zhang Changsheng did not know that the heads of the various sects and Dragon Turtel and others who were far outside the tower of trial had a shocked look in their eyes.

Not for anything else, just because even if they are all outside waiting for Zhang Changsheng to return.

But because Zhang Changsheng and the Martial Emperor level puppets had too strong power.

Together with this Death Tower, they have already begun to shake slightly.

In addition, many cracks have been produced in the center and peripheral area of ​​the Death Tower.

Obviously, the power induced by Zhang Changsheng has already affected the Death Tower as a whole.

Although the impact was not great, it was enough to shock everyone outside.

Shen Mubai looked at the cracks in the tower surface area of ​​the outer objects in the central area of ​​the Death Tower and said with shock, “What exactly happened? How do I feel that the Death Tower has disappeared in an instant after the old Patriarch and his old man entered. Is it so stable?”

Undoubtedly, the shock to everyone present is too great, after all, the previous Dragon Turtel has cleared 30 levels, and there has been no such abnormality.

So now, how many trials have been completed by the Patriarch Zhang Changsheng, which has caused such a terrifying power, which is simply something inhuman can do.

Qin Yin was also silent, after all, such a thing is really hard for everyone to think of.

Dragon Turtel crawled and crouched less than a few meters in front of the stone gate of the Death Tower. Naturally, he felt the most clearly what kind of fluctuations occurred in the Death Tower.

This is the eight-minute time for Zhang Changsheng to enter the Tower of Death, and this kind of fluctuation has already occurred.

Dragon Turtel calculated in his astonishment that with the unfathomable strength of the old ancestor, I am afraid that at least he has already completed the thirty-five level challenge now.

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Zhang Changsheng half-squinted the capturing eyes and looked at the sword he used a little seriously. With the feeling that this space was about to break, he had successfully submerged the Martial Emperor-level puppet sword repair.

Naturally, he knew in his heart that he had already cleared the fortieth level at this time.

And he didn’t expect the repairing ability of the Death Tower, and the ability of its own space to withstand attacks is also outrageous.

Obviously this space was almost destroyed by Zhang Changsheng’s horrible sword.

It’s a pity that this space was still repaired by that abnormal repair ability, and it took almost a dozen seconds to repair most of it.

Zhang Changsheng looked down and looked at the ground, which was less than fifty meters above his feet, had been almost restored.

Immediately after that, the art of Yukong stopped and slowly walked towards the Martial Emperor-level sword repair puppet that had been killed by him.

Along with the huge bottomless sword marks across this space, Zhang Changsheng finally found the dead Martial Emperor-level sword repair puppet.

With a special thought, good fellow Zhang Changsheng wanted to take away the black long sword that was tightly held in the puppet’s hand.

It’s just that before Zhang Changsheng took action, the Martial Emperor puppet took the black long sword that it saw only by First Stage and disappeared into the space with little black light.

Obviously, the Tower of Death still guessed his own mind. Inevitably, Zhang Changsheng still felt that the Tower of Death was a bit stingy.

And the idea that he just wanted to take away the black fire sword was completely gone.

After all, it is rare to encounter a Magical Item that can be regarded as a usable Spirit Lord-level attacking sword.

Naturally, if there is a chance to get it, even if Zhang Changsheng doesn’t need it, it would be very good to take it back to Wudang Mountain to make a Sect treasure and store it for his own disciples and grandchildren in the future.

Of course, fortunately, this idea of ​​Zhang Changsheng did not come true. Otherwise, the head of the Guwu lineage outside might be able to vomit blood if they knew it.

They are the masters of the ancient martial arts sect and they don’t even have the most common Lingwu-level Magical Item, and the ancestor Zhang Changsheng here can no longer look down on the Spirit Lord-level Magical Item.

I started thinking about things for my disciples and grandchildren in Wudang Mountain.

It’s really an old saying that is also very good, the full man does not know the hungry man is hungry, and obviously Zhang Changsheng’s demand for Magical Item is not high.

To reach his state of mind, Magical Item doesn’t need too much, the only two are enough.

Enhancing your own strength is the foundation. All Magical Items are just to assist your strength.

Of course, this statement is not included in the imperial soldiers that peak powerhouse Martial God Realm has worked so hard to refine.

After all, peak powerhouse Martial God Realm repair Practitioner and own imperial soldiers can achieve each other.

Sometimes imperial soldiers can also feed back their masters. The most reliable Practitioner is also an imperial weapon that is as easy to use as your own body.

Zhang Changsheng slightly raised his head and looked at the number forty-first level revealed in the level space in front of him.

He knew very well that he had completed a total of forty levels, and he still had ten levels to pass next.

In this way, the test of completing these fifty levels of the Tower of Death will be successfully completed, and it should be possible to complete the task of the own system.

Of course, it’s better to be able to meet opponents in the next ten levels of Death trial that make him more serious.

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