Chapter 1794 - slaughtering southern mausoleum sword palace disciples

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1794 slaughtering southern mausoleum sword palace disciples

Fang Chen instantly went from the first floor to the ninth floor.

He stayed in the ninth floor for a full three days before reaching the tenth floor.

The tenth to eighteenth floors represented qi transformation realm.

Crash! *

The tarin appeared. He looked at Fang Chen with a beaming smile.

“Since you have come to the one hundred twenty-seventh floor, this Holy Tower of the Dragon’s treasure is yours.” The tarin said.

In his palm was a golden pearl the size of an egg.

“Dragon pearl.” With a wave of his hand, the tarin sent the dragon pearl to Fang Chen’s chest.

Fang Chen held it in his hand, and suddenly a scorching aura spread out.

Hearing the tarin’s reminder, Fang Chen’s heart was moved.

However, Fang Chen’s eyes looked upwards for a bit, and then asked softly: “Senior tarin, I wonder if the last level of the Holy Tower of the Dragon, corresponds to the legendary Cosmic God Realm?”

“Hmm?”

Hearing the words Cosmic God, the tarin’s expression changed.

Fang Chen chuckled, and said that he found out by chance and coincidence.

Returning from the one hundred twenty-seventh floor, Fang Chen’s speed was very fast. He was thinking about the other two dragon pearls.

“I would like to see how strong the sword cultivator disciples raised by Southern Tomb Sword Palace, who is also known as the strongest sword palace in the God Realm, are?” With a thought, the Star-Hidden Sword in Fang Chen’s hand surged with the Swordqi around his body.

Southern Tomb Sword Palace was a sacred place for swordsmen and this was publicly accepted by the other forces in the God Realm.

And the person in front of him, actually dared to call out Southern Tomb Sword Palace.

“Kill!”

Fang Long took the lead, his body transforming into a sharp sword, quickly flying towards Fang Chen.

“The seven of them can only be considered the most ordinary of Empyrean Gods.” Fang Chen calculated in his heart, but if the seven of them were to join hands, he would be slightly attacked from the back.

With a thought, his entry-level formation was set up.

Fang Chen’s gaze fell on the only female disciple.

And then, he used the spacebook, and disappeared into the sky.

Whoosh …

Almost without any resistance, the female Heavenly God disciple was ruthlessly pierced by the Star-Hidden Sword.

Puff …

The female disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and her life force was disappearing.

“Junior Sister.”

Seeing this, Fang Long and the others roared in anger.

“Assemble the sword formation.”

The Celestial Artifact swords in their hands hung in the air, the tip of the swords touching, forming a powerful sword formation.

Whoosh …

Spacetime passed. Ning’s body continued to dodge, instantly dodging the attacks of the sword formation.

“Damn.”

At this moment, Fang Long and Mo He bared their fangs, their eyes scarlet.

However, Fang Chen was not afraid.

“If those two Empyrean God experts who have reached the second level were here, I might be afraid. You guys? “