A stream of blue light emitted from the Records of the Grand Historian, rushing out of the top of the tower to resist the pouring fire. Perhaps because of this thing, even those souls who attained enlightenment did not dare to step into the seventh and a half step.

The seventh floor is filled with shockingly rich power. With Wei Yuan's current strength in the Taoxu Chu Realm, even if he is just standing on the edge, he still feels very stressed, as if he will be crushed by this force in the next moment.

Forced to sit cross-legged, Wei Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and the power of his soul was emitted. Since the heavenly fire was resisted, he could only use the power of the Records of the Grand Historian Yuanzai to temper and forge his soul.

Under the pressure of this mysterious force, Wei Yuan's soul, which was like a jade bottle, was completely melted, as if the jade bottle had melted, and the souls that were swallowed by him swelled and cracked, melted, swelled, and cracked again. This repeated seemed endless.

The fire that day finally came to an end. The fire in the sky poured down and took two incense sticks, and the light that shot out from the tower of climbing the sky did not seem to have any weakening momentum. It was not until the Pure World Fire Tribulation completely dissipated that the light finally slowly converged and returned to the tower of climbing the sky.

Feng Chengxue and others, who had walked on the verge of death like a different life, stood there blankly, looking at the blue sky, a little dazed, as if everything just now was a dream, the scene of destruction and the light that shot out from the tower seemed so unrealistic.

In the tower, above the seventh floor, Wei Yuan finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and his white dress stained with blood was once again wet with sweat, as if he was fished out of the water.

The pain of soul swelling and cracking is not something that ordinary people can tolerate. Even Wei Yuan, after experiencing such repeated cracking of souls, was slumped on the ground as if exhausted. He was surrounded by the roar of evil ghosts from the sixth floor in his ears, and he smiled helplessly, "Although I have gained a lot this time, I have indeed lost half of my life."

This time, Wei Yuan got the most abundant battle results in his life, even in two lifetimes.

Wei Yuan's soul is no longer as simple as the three realms. Although he did not gain the upper hand in the battle with the heavenly way and failed to jump out of the heavenly way, but after fusing hundreds of souls that have attained enlightenment and were completely melted and forged, Wei Yuan's soul has now surpassed dozens of times more than before. To put it simply, he can kill the supreme soul realm with just his soul.

And not only that, there is also an article on the seventh level of the Grand Historian Yuan, one that can resist the way of heaven and may even come from strange things outside the Three Realms.

At first, Wei Yuan only suspected that the Records of the Grand Historian Yuan might be an object outside the Three Realms. After all, it is not an ordinary thing that can retain a trace of breath in the endless years. But after a few twists and turns just now, it is now that the thing called Records of the Demon Realm is definitely an object outside the Three Realms. The one recorded above must not be an ancient text, but a text outside the world.

After recovering some energy and spirit, Wei Yuan sat up and looked at the Records of the Grand Historian Yuan Zai who had recovered his peace by regaining his peace. He smiled bitterly and stood up to put it into the Sumeru Ring.

After doing this, Wei Yuan returned to the sixth floor.

Even though the soul without consciousness and intelligence was still hiding in the dark after Wei Yuan emitted a little soul power, he hid in the dark, which showed how powerful Wei Yuan's soul is now.

Wei Yuan was not polite to them. The sword formation just now strangled nearly 300 souls of enlightenment, and he swallowed more than 300 more than 300 souls of enlightenment. Now there are only more than 200 souls of enlightenment on the sixth floor. Wei Yuan opened his mouth and opened his soul sea. He actually rolled up an unprecedented storm in the Seven Stars Tower of Heaven, swallowing all the souls in the entire tower of Heaven.

With his current soul strength, he could easily swallow it even if he came twice as much as possible. Although this tower of climbing to heaven is a place that the Demon World itself fears, if the mortal army wants to set foot here in the future, these ghosts here are also a variable, so it would be better to clean it up for him at this time.

After sweeping away the ghosts in the tower, Wei Yuan nodded with satisfaction and walked down the floor in a leisurely manner.

Feng Chengxue and others were still guarding outside the tower and dared not leave. The moment the tower gate opened, everyone hurriedly surrounded him.

Seeing Wei Yuan walking out of the bloody clothes, Bai Qi and Allah were nervous, afraid that the Immortal Lord would suffer so much damage, but the people from the Chaos Demon Palace secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid can die anywhere, but he doesn't die in his own realm. Now that he has come out alive, there are no more holes in the tower of the sky, which is already a blessing.

Feng Chengxue took a deep breath, dared not take any negligence and bowed, and said respectfully, "I guess Lord Immortal Lord has already obtained the Records of the Grand Historian Yuan Zai, congratulations to Immortal Lord."

Wei Yuan nodded slightly, then said casually, "You are so messy in the tower of heaven. I am so kind-hearted. What I like most is to do to help others. I cleaned it up for you. Now it's very clean."

Hearing this, Feng Chengxue was stunned at first, and did not notice anything at first, but just kept thanking him.

But as soon as he finished speaking the word "thank you" and his soul glanced at him, his face turned pale with a "brush". He looked at the Tower of Heaven, then looked at Wei Yuan, staring at a pair of big eyes, with tears flashing in his eyes. I don't know whether it was joy or sorrow, maybe this is the true portrayal of the four words "I want to cry but no tears".

Seeing Feng Chengxue's strange expression, Allah couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sir Immortal Lord, what have you done in this tower? Why did the Lord Feng Palace's eyes suddenly become like a resentful woman."

"Oh, nothing, I ate all the ghosts in the Tower of Heaven, clean."

As he said that, Wei Yuan ignored everyone and stood up and flew out of the Chaos Demon Palace, leaving only Allah and others in a daze, staring at the same place, staring at him with big eyes, all looking shocked and incredible.

Not long after, when Wei Yuan patted his butt and left, the elder of Quantai dared to see Feng Chengxue. After meeting, he told Liu Fenggu all his self-righteous plans. Feng Chengxue was stunned at first, turned around and gave a thumbs up to the elder of Quantai, "Sect Master Liu is so brave."

The elder of Quantai did not hear the irony in his tone, and immediately smiled happily, "The Chaos Demon Palace is the leading sect of my demon clan. As the lord of the Chaos Demon Palace, Feng Demon Lord must not refuse..." Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Feng Chengxue's face turned gloomy and shouted angrily, "I see that Quantai is looking for death!"
Chapter completed!