The originally calm Demon God Tower gradually became lively, and top students from various academies appeared in the Demon God Tower. However, this also made many teenagers who claimed to be amazingly talented meet their respective opponents. Although there was constant struggle between them, under the majesty of the Demon God Tower, there was no big noise. However, the anger was all accumulated in their hearts, and they were constantly eager to start the competition earlier and be able to step on their own thorns in their eyes.

As night gradually descended, colorful lights lit up on the building of the Demon God Tower, covering the entire Demon God Tower in a dream, as if it was like a fantasy country.

When the night was over, the light of the light was swallowed up, and the light of the sun shone on the Demon God Tower illuminated one after another. The eight towers shone out eight different colors, representing the identity of the tower owner.

Xingyan walked alone in the street of the Demon God Tower, but when he reached the end of the street, he saw eight high towers. When he was about to walk towards the tower, he was blocked by a glance at the transparent magic wall. He tried to bypass the magic wall, but after walking for a while, he found that the magic wall completely wrapped several high towers. In normal times, the magic wall was transparent. As long as an object touched the magic wall, the magic wall would immediately appear, blocking everything outside.

"It seems that this Demon God Tower is not accessible to anyone." Xing Yan looked at the tower with eight colors, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but the longest time he stayed at the dilapidated ancient tower in the center of the eight towers, which had been destroyed by 70% or 80% of the dilapidated ancient towers in the middle.

"Are you interested in that tower too?" An old man sat on the eaves, holding a wine pot in his hand, and said drunkenly, with a blurred look in his eyes.

"Do you know the origin of this tower?" Xing Yan raised his head and looked at the drunk old man and asked curiously.

"The ancient tower that once showed off the most in the Demon God Tower was called the Supreme Tower. It is the strongest existence in the Demon God Tower. However, after the Supreme Tower Master mysteriously disappeared a hundred years ago, no one could inherit this name and could not be recognized by the Supreme Tower. Unexpectedly, he was destroyed by a couple decades ago, and since then the Supreme Tower disappeared." The old man said sadly.

Xingyan looked at the remaining piece of ancient tower and couldn't help but sigh. Although the tower had been destroyed, he could still feel that the majesty emitted by the tower was incomparable to the eight towers around him.

"There were once the Nine Towers of the Demon God, but now there are only eight towers left. It's such a great irony." The old man smiled sarcastically, picked up the wine pot and drank it, and smiled in a daze, with a hint of indelible sadness in his eyes.

"This ancient tower seems to contain a powerful force, but why do other ancient towers not feel this way?" Xing Yan asked in confusion.

The old man took a sip of wine and said with some loss: "You are not a person from the Demon God Tower. Maybe you have never heard of it. When the Demon God Tower was founded thousands of years ago, it was the nine strongest demon masters on the continent. They each upgraded their magic attributes to the extreme, but one of them was a demon-like existence. He actually had eight attributes in his body, and he was able to merge them. Therefore, when the Demon God Tower was established, he was offered as the Supreme Tower Lord by the other eight tower masters. When building the Demon God Tower, he also built the Supreme Tower in the center and looked around by the eight demon towers."

"Who are you? Why do you know so clearly?" Xing Yan looked at the drunk old man. He vaguely felt that the old man was not simple, and seemed to have a close relationship with the destroyed Supreme Tower.

"Little kid, knowing too much is not good for you. You should be here to participate in this competition. If you want to know my identity, then don't lose too early." After the old man said that, he stood up and jumped up, disappearing into the darkness.

Xing Yan looked at the direction of the old man leaving and said with some difficulty: "What a weird person, but the old man in the Demon God Tower should not be a simple person."

"Who is sneaking here?" A man in a demon garment walked out of the Demon God Tower, with a look of alertness in his eyes.

Xingyan took a last look at the Demon God Tower, turned around and walked into the street, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

On the top of the Demon God Tower, shrouded by golden light, a middle-aged man in a golden magic robe stood. Looking at the bustling streets, a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Grebron, it seems you are in a good mood. Is there anything interesting?" A middle-aged man in a black magic robe slowly walked onto the top of the golden demon tower.

"Cookhaus, why are you willing to come to me? As the Lord of the Dark Tower, don't you hate me the most?" Grebron asked curiously.

"There are many interesting guys this year, and even the Dragon Clan is about to move. This year they sent two arrogant guys, but their qualifications can really make them look down on everything." Cookhaus sat on a recliner in an animal skin, picked up the beast blood tea placed beside him and gently licked the tea left on the corner of his mouth.

"This year, these little guys have good qualifications and are much more courageous than in previous years. In just three days, more than ten guys have wanted to enter the Demon God Tower." Grebron said with a smile, and took the beast blood tea and drank it all in one sip, and his eyes kept sweeping out the window.

"It seems that you have started looking for your disciples?" Cookhaus said with a smile, slowly walking to the window and looking at the passers-by walking in the street, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Now this continent is becoming increasingly unstable. Although the Demon God Tower can suppress the three empires, the potential unstable factors can break this balance at any time, so we have to prepare in advance." Grebron said with a sigh, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"Now the strength of our Demon God Tower is not so easy to defeat. Even if the dragon descends, we have the ability to fight." Cookhaus drank the beast blood tea in his hand and looked at the scenery outside the window, with a hot fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he was eager for the arrival of battle.

"You are still too young and have never seen a real dragon, so you don't understand the horror of the dragon at all." Grebron said with some loss, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes, but it soon disappeared.

"What did you see in the Dragon Realm back then? Why did you change like a different person after you came back from the Dragon Realm? You should know that the most arrogant person among us back then was you." Cookhaus asked curiously. Many years ago, before they ascended the position of the Demon God Tower Lord, several Demon God Tower Lords of the previous generation had been to the Dragon Realm once. At that time, only Grebron and Sacras had the strongest strength, so they brought their two most proud disciples, but no one expected that the tower masters would be extremely wolf soon after.
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