In front of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower, Sun Donglai, who sensed Zhang Yifeng's breath, came out happily to greet him.
Even in the realm of the Immortal Saint, Sun Donglai was like a shopkeeper in the mundane world. When he saw Zhang Yifeng, he showed a flattering expression: "Mr. Fengyi, is here again? But what are you going to buy in the treasure house?"
Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "I'm here to climb the Demon Refining Tower."
After the words came to an end, a solemn expression appeared on Sun Donglai's face: "Sir, you..."
Just as I was about to say that Zhang Yifeng's cultivation has not yet recovered. If I enter the test of killing demons, there will be a change, but I noticed the majestic fairy aura of Zhang Yifeng's body.
It is only in the middle stage of the Immortal Lord, but the thickness of this fairy aura is enough to be comparable to that of the Immortal Lord.
"Since that's the case, please come."
As he said that, Sun Donglai changed into a smiling look and took Zhang Yifeng to the steps of the demon-refining place.
The steps coiled and twisted straight to the top of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower, and differentiated into ninety-nine levels. This is what the entire demon refining place looks like.
"In this, the number of layers does not represent the strength of the demons in the holy realm. No one can tell whether they are strong or weak in the holy realm.
In addition, adults also need to know that the place where the demons in the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower only has three opportunities to climb. Unless you can reach the top, you will get another opportunity to climb.
Now that the adults are only in the middle stage of the Immortal Lord, they have the possibility of reaching the top. Why not be as sure as the adults come back when they become the Immortal Lord?”
The Ninety-Nine Demon Refining Tower, the Ninety-Nine Holy Realm Demons, even Zhang Yifeng was not sure that he could step on the top of the Demon Slaying Tower.
"Isn't anyone really stepping into the ninety-ninth level of this demon refining tower?"
"Of course, there are three immortal emperors in the sect who have all entered the highest level of this demon refining tower."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly, and Qing Yurou curled her lips and said, "You said this as if you didn't. The demon refining tower was refined by the three immortal emperors. These demon saints and demon saints were also captured by the three immortal emperors. Is there any more to say?"
After the words came to an end, Sun Donglai shook his head: "No, no."
"Oh? Could it be that there is a secret?"
"This demon refining tower was indeed refined by three immortal emperors and captured these holy demons and banned them here. However, after that, the three immortal emperors did indeed climb the demon refining tower again, and the three emperors all entered the 99th level of this demon refining tower."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly.
Even for the Immortal Emperor, it is quite difficult to fight with ninety-nine holy powerhouses in a row and defeat them.
It seems that only the Emperor Realm can understand this demon refining tower.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng took a step forward: "Let me be in this Immortal Realm and try the height of this Demon Refining Tower."
After the words came, Zhang Yifeng stepped on the ladder of the Demon Refining Tower.
Flashes of light flashed around, and ripples spread out in the void. The ripples covered the entire demon refining tower, and behind them were demonic auras that looked like an abyss.
As the flowing light completely wrapped Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng's figure also stepped on this step and moved forward step by step.
"boom!"
A ray of light surged into the sky attracted the attention of the demon-slaying envoy in the entire Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower.
"Someone entered the tower!"
I don’t know who exclaimed, and in an instant, the entire Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower was surrounded and could not be vented.
Everyone's eyes were staring at Zhang Yifeng. Someone in the crowd recognized Zhang Yifeng's identity and called him the one who was so arrogant and fortunate. The group of demon-slaying envoys were heard, and there were a burst of breathing sounds.
"Is he going to create miracles again today?"
"How is it possible? He is only at the Immortal Realm. He fights with the Holy Realm demons. Even if he passes the third or fifth level, it will be the limit!"
"Do you think the Lord of Fengyi Peak is you? He is the three emperors in the Demon Slaying Sect who have been personally enthroned among the Immortal Saints!"
Countless discussions echoed in this purple gold demon-refining tower. Even if the demon-slaying urging people were scrambling to each other on weekdays, there would not be too many people saying anything, and there would not be such loud noises.
Today, Zhang Yifeng climbed the tower, but it really aroused everyone's surprise.
When Immortal Lord climbed the demon-refining tower at the realm, in the eyes of all the demon-slaying envoys present, it was a waste of an opportunity to climb the tower.
However, because the person who climbed the tower was Zhang Yifeng, this supreme and great fortune of the human race, there was a little uncertainty in everyone present.
"No matter what, it is impossible to kill ninety-nine holy demons in a row in the realm of the Immortal Lord, right?"
In the crowd, I don’t know who said this, and everyone was silent.
Ninety-nine holy demons, let alone the immortal master, even the great perfection of the immortal saints, no one can do it since the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower fell to this day.
Zhang Yifeng naturally didn't know about the external troubles.
At this time, in the eyes of ordinary people, Zhang Yifeng was still standing on the steps, slowly moving upward, but a desolate war zone appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.
A devastated and pitted land was filled with scars, and a demon saint stood here.
The Demon Saint was full of holes, but he was still standing, holding a big knife in his hand that looked exaggerated and had a nearly circle of curves.
He noticed Zhang Yifeng's breath, and the demon saint forced himself to hold his body and raised the big sword high: "I am the saint of the imperial tribe of the desert, Jin Zhang, who is here!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.
Zhang Yifeng could perceive the desolate war area in front of him with his soul's perception. This place was not a physical entity at all, but a complete illusion.
The Demon Saint named Jinzhang was not a demon who had suppressed the demon who had been here for hundreds of years, but an illusion, but had the strength of the Demon Saint's cultivation.
"Isn't this trial real?"
Zhang Yifeng murmured in his heart, looking at the Demon Saint of the Desert Clan named Jin Zhang in front of him, stretched out his hand and the Sixteen Saints flew into Zhang Yifeng's hand.
Without a word of nonsense, as Zhang Yifeng's figure rushed out, the Sixteen Saints of Silent slashed at Jin Zhang and came out with a sword, as if a ghost was wide open. Infinite hungry ghosts rushed out with gray and white death aura, and went straight to Jin Zhang's body and bit them.
The three ghost emperors descended, and the power of the three emperors of the Emperor Xun Emperor and the Lie Emperor roared. In an instant, the Jinzhang Demon Saint turned into minced meat all over the sky and was eaten by countless hungry ghosts.
Zhang Yifeng withdrew his sword and squinted his eyes to look at the desolate war area in front of him. In front of the hill where Jin Zhang originally stood, countless corpses piled up.
"Oh? So that's it..."
On this hill, a soul fell here, and the power flowing on it was from the Golden Chapter Demon Saint just now.
These demon saints and demon saints had already been banned from this demon refining tower and were taken away from their vitality.
What remains here is just a trial illusion, and the memory contained in the soul in front of you is the secret that Zhang Yifeng can obtain from this demon refining tower.
Chapter completed!