On the second floor of the demon-suppressing Pagoda.
The inferno world.
Although Thunder Saint was no longer alive and kicking in the oil pan, he was still roaring loudly, mixed with some curses.
It was in a much better state than heavenly demon ha Yong, and it still had no intention of surrendering.
Chu he nodded. Seeing that it was fine and in a good state, he gave it some words of encouragement and left immediately!
Walking out of the demon-subduing tower, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the sky, which had been shrouded in wind and rain for five years, clear again.
At this moment, the world after the rain was filled with a fragrance.
"Brother Chu, what's this tower for?"
After the spiritual rain stopped, Zhao Yuling and Lin Xueling also woke up from their cultivation.
When the spirit Rain fell a few years ago, they had come to the library's courtyard to cultivate in seclusion with Chu he.
