Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Under the night sky of Sky Dome City, the air was filled with a suppressed and tense atmosphere. Lin Fan and his teammates had just repelled the attack of the Killer Hall. The aftermath of the battle had not yet completely subsided, and the surroundings were still filled with murderous aura. However, before everyone could catch their breath, a strong spiritual power fluctuation suddenly came from afar, as if a monstrous pressure was surging from the depths of the palace.

"This aura..." Lin Fan frowned and turned to look into the distance.

A silver-white light flashed across the sky, and then a man in silver armor led a team of elite guards and flew in, with great momentum. The Xuantian Halberd in his hand exuded amazing wind and thunder power, and lightning jumped on the halberd blade, as if a violent storm was about to hit. It was Murong Qianyu, the top master of the Murong clan of the Yan Kingdom.

"You broke into Tianqiong City and are still alive today. You are quite capable." Murong Qianyu's voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. "However, breaking into the Imperial City is seeking death!"

Lin Fan's eyes fixed, and he felt the pressure of a peak Nascent Soul master from Murong Qianyu. This power was like a strong wind with thunder, overwhelming and suffocating.

"The royal family will not let us pass easily." Lin Fan said in his heart, but his face remained calm. He knew that the next battle would be more difficult.

"Lin Fan, this opponent is not easy to deal with." Jiang Shuiling reminded in a low voice, staring at the Xuantian Halberd. She had already felt the terrible power of wind and thunder contained in the Xuantian Halberd. Every swing of the halberd brought the vitality of heaven and earth, with a huge momentum.

"Murong Qianyu is one of the top masters of the royal family. His strength is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. We must work together to compete with him." Zhong Ling'er said in a deep voice, her eyes full of solemnity.

Jin Buke tightly grasped his sword, full of fighting spirit, "No matter who he is, since he is standing in our way, we must defeat him!"

Lin Fan took a deep breath, held the Qiankun Axe in his hand, and said coldly: "If that's the case, then let's fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, Murong Qianyu stopped talking nonsense, and swung the Xuantian Ji violently, and the power of wind and thunder exploded in the air. Countless thunders turned into silver snakes and raged in the air, stirring up a gust of wind and rushed straight towards Lin Fan and others.

"Disperse!" Lin Fan shouted, and the five people dispersed instantly, each dealing with the overwhelming power of thunder.

Jin Buke took the lead, unsheathing his sword, and facing the violent lightning. His sword light was as swift as lightning, and each sword accurately cut through the thunder attack, forcing back several lightning bolts. However, the power of the Xuantian Ji was so strong, and the power of wind and thunder was endless. Although Jin Buke could resist it temporarily, he was obviously unable to do so.

"What a strong power!" Jin Buke sighed in his heart. He gripped the sword tightly with both hands, and the sword light became brighter. He tried his best to resist Murong Qianyu's attack.

At the same time, Jiang Shuiling was not to be outdone. She raised her hands, and the power of the water dragon gathered in her palms, turning into a rolling stream of water, competing with Murong Qianyu's wind and thunder power. The water dragon swirled upwards, soft yet strong, trying to weaken the power of the wind and thunder. However, the power of the wind and thunder was extremely strong, and after several attacks, Jiang Shuiling also felt a little tired.

"This power of wind and thunder is indeed difficult to deal with, but it is not impossible to deal with." Jiang Shuiling gritted her teeth, and used all her spiritual power to control the water dragon to continue resisting.

Zhong Ling'er relied on her agile body movements to quickly shuttle across the battlefield, constantly looking for Murong Qianyu's flaws. She was as fast as lightning, and every time she approached, she quickly left, not allowing Murong Qianyu the opportunity to concentrate firepower on her. She constantly restrained Murong Qianyu's attack power, buying a chance for Lin Fan and other teammates to breathe.

Murong Qianyu sneered, and swung the Xuantian Halberd violently. A huge shadow of thunder broke through the air and rushed directly to the top of Lin Fan's head. Lin Fan's eyes focused, and he instantly raised the Qiankun Axe to meet the attack. The axe blade collided with the huge shadow of thunder, and a thunderous roar was heard. The axe light and the lightning light intertwined, and the air around them seemed to be distorted.

"What a strong power!" Lin Fan was surprised. He could feel that Murong Qianyu's wind and thunder power was filled with endless oppression. Every swing led to changes in the vitality of heaven and earth.

However, Lin Fan did not retreat. He suddenly urged all his spiritual power, and the Qiankun Axe burst into a dazzling light. The axe light was like a giant blade that split the sky and the earth, carrying infinite pressure, and slashed directly at Murong Qianyu.

"Hmph, you think you can hurt me with just a mere axe light?" Murong Qianyu sneered disdainfully, and swung the Xuantian Ji again. The power of wind and thunder condensed again, forming a thunder barrier that blocked the axe light.

"See how long you can hold on!" Lin Fan shouted angrily, and the Qiankun Axe slashed down fiercely. The axe light was like a giant blade that split the sky, directly breaking through the thunder barrier. Murong Qianyu only felt a huge force coming, and the ground under his feet was shaking. He was forced to step back several steps.

"This is impossible!" Murong Qianyu's face turned gloomy. He had never thought that he would be forced back by a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and the Xuantian Ji swung again. This time, the power of wind and thunder was even more violent, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Lin Fan snorted coldly, raised the Qiankun Axe above his head, the axe light flashed, and chopped down again with endless pressure. This strike poured all his strength into it, and the axe light tore through Feng Lei's defense like a crack in the sky, and fiercely chopped on Murong Qianyu's Xuantian Halberd.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the power from the Xuantian Halberd collapsed instantly. Murong Qianyu was shocked by the axe light and retreated again and again. The Xuantian Halberd in his hand began to tremble. His body was injured by the aftermath of the axe light, and blood spurted out of his mouth. His face was pale.

"Impossible... How could I lose to you!" Murong Qianyu's voice was filled with unwillingness, but he could no longer continue fighting and his body staggered backwards.

Lin Fan's eyes were cold. He walked towards Murong Qianyu step by step, the Qiankun Axe in his hand still flashing with cold light. "Nothing is impossible. If you stand in my way, you are doomed to fail."

Murong Qianyu barely held up the Xuantian Halberd, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his strength was exhausted, his eyes were full of helplessness and fear. He couldn't believe that a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul could completely defeat him in a head-on battle.

"It's over." Lin Fan said lightly, raising the Qiankun Axe in his hand high again.

"Stop!" At this moment, a deep and majestic voice came from the depths of the palace, followed by an even more powerful aura. This aura seemed even more terrifying than Murong Qianyu's, as if the heaven and earth were trembling slightly under the cover of this aura.