Inside the tower, Wu Zheng was so frightened that he couldn't give up, and a strong ghost cried wolf. That voice, not to mention how poignant it was. In short, even Wu Zheng himself felt creepy when he heard it, and his back was cold.

At this time, the tower was dim, in fact, he couldn't figure out why he ran into the tower for some reason. Well, he admitted that it seemed that he hadn't figured out the situation yet, but Wu Zheng also knew that at that moment just now, a force had pulled him into the tower.

What is it? Wu Zheng leaned his back against the ancient gate, his Adam's apple rolled a little, and his heart was a little weak. He always felt that there was something in this tower that Xiaohua had never seen before. As soon as he thought of this, Wu Zheng felt a chill in his back and couldn't stop screaming.

Suddenly, there was a light on the surrounding walls of the tower. The rays of light were connected, and a row surrounded the tower, and a circle of flames appeared. Eventually, the flames converged and illuminated the tower.

Wu Zheng was stunned, and said in his heart that this tower would light up its own lights? Mom, he didn't believe that there were no ghosts.

At this moment, a wicked laugh suddenly sounded, which frightened Wu Zheng into a fierce spirit and collapsed directly to the ground.

"Hehe, it's been so many years that a living person has finally come in. The voice resounded throughout the ancient tower with a strange impurity.

Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm and glanced at it. Then, he saw a scene that he will never forget. Directly in front of him, no more than a foot away, there were ugly faces smiling. These things are incredibly ugly and resemble humans.

But in some places, there are still big differences. Most of their bodies are thin, their muscles are atrophied, their body structure is extremely uncoordinated, and their hands and legs are noticeably longer. In their mouths, they have fangs, and their skin is purple-black, and they look like they have an evil aura.

But what scared Wu Zheng the most was their voices, which felt like humans giggling. Wu Zheng could see from their eyes that they were greedy for themselves. He calmed down and asked tremblingly, "What are you?"

However, it was still that strange smile that answered Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng's white hair and sweat rose when he heard it. Fortunately, he followed Xiaohua to the north and south, otherwise at this time, he would have to pee his pants even if he was not in a coma.

Finally, in the midst of that strange laughter, Wu Zheng collapsed, and he began to turn around and beat the ancient gate, but the ancient gate did not move. Then, Wu Zhengyou began to scratch with his fingernails, but all this was in vain.

Wu Zheng was almost desperate, and when he looked back from time to time, he could see the group of creatures staring at him playfully, as if he was their prey. Those creatures looked really ugly and dirty, which made Wu Zheng think of the image of evil ghosts.

So he turned back again, he couldn't give up lightly, he still had cultivation. Thinking like this, Wu Zheng's heart calmed down. He boosted the spiritual power in his body, and then yelled at the creatures, "What do you want to do? ”

"What for?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind the creature. Wu Zheng couldn't see anyone, only heard the voice say, "Don't play to death." ”

After speaking, those creatures rushed towards Wu Zheng as if they were crazy, one by one, roaring. Wu Zheng's scalp was numb, and his eyes were full of horror as he looked at the creature that could not be seen at a glance.

The next moment, the monster rushed up and surrounded Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng waved his arms desperately, and he didn't care about beating something. But before he could struggle, he was crushed to the ground by the creatures. Those creatures pressed on Wu Zheng's body one after another, making him breathless.

But fortunately, this group of creatures didn't know how to fight, and just savagely launched a primitive attack on Wu Zheng. After they pressed Wu Zheng to the ground, they dragged him up again, and then rubbed on the ground.

Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, he seemed to have become the other party's toy, fiddling with it at will. He was reluctant, and the howl of pain began again.

After a short while, Wu Zheng was completely exhausted, and there was not much spiritual power left. At this point, his struggle was coming to an end. He hung his head, his body had already been scratched by the group of creatures, and the whole body was a blood gourd.

Despite this, Wu Zheng still hoped that the ancient gate would be opened at this moment. Then Xiaohua and Falling Dust will rush in and kill these monsters by dividing them by two. In the end, Xiaohua will stand in front of herself and mock herself.

However, nothing happened. Wu Zheng's blood continued to drain, his face turned pale, and the last obsession in his heart suddenly appeared. Mo Han, he hadn't seen her yet. Wu Zheng was unwilling, he still couldn't let go after all.

In this world, except for Xiaohua and Luochen, only Mo Han can bully him. No one else, no one. Even if you are the king of heaven, that will not work.

Wu Zheng's body, at this moment, changed. His eyes were blood-red, and his nails and teeth were elongated. Then, there is a tail that grows out by tearing at the flesh.

This sudden scene startled the creatures, and they subconsciously took a few steps back. It's just that two of them were a little slower, which directly made Wu Zheng twist his neck. The next moment, there were two crisp sounds of bones shattering, and they were strangled to death by Wu Zheng and thrown to the ground.

However, this was not over yet, Wu Zheng's eyes were fixed on other creatures again. They also seemed to sense the danger and crowded backwards. It's just that, because of the large number of them, one by one, they fell to the ground.

Wu Zheng was unconscious at this point, and just kept muttering in his mouth: "No one can bully me." ”

The next moment, a one-sided slaughter began. Wu Zheng rushed forward, tore the flesh of those creatures with his sharp nails, and then stabbed them fiercely, and in the terrible wails and screams of these creatures, Wu fought for one life after another.

Wu Zheng's teeth are sharp, and he can directly bite into the hand bones of creatures. His strength was also amazing, and he directly tore apart the body of a creature. Suddenly, blood flowed. For a time, the tower was reduced to a hell on earth, and rivers of blood flowed.

Finally, after Wu Zheng killed most of the time, the creature that had just made a voice came out. It was significantly larger and looked more powerful than the ones Wu Zheng had defeated before. It's just that at this moment, its body is also trembling slightly, looking at Wu Zheng in disbelief.

It flinched, and finally couldn't help but run towards the stairs inside the tower. Wu Zheng didn't care in the slightest, and still fought and killed the prey like a beast. Until the first floor was completely cleaned and there was no one panting, he slowly climbed to the second floor with heavy steps.

Outside the tower, the sun is setting, and the sun is about to set. Soon, this ancient gate will fall into a period of weakness. Xiaohua and everyone were already ready outside the door, Xiaohua's expression was serious, and her eyes were staring at the sunset, thinking about the timing of her move.

There was no movement in the tower, and his heart was flustered at the moment. He never felt how tenacious Wu Zheng's vitality was, but at this moment he had to believe that Wu Zheng would definitely carry it.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, only a little scarlet remains, and the light on the horizon began to fade gradually. Xiaohua couldn't wait anymore and began to impact. He calmed down, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and then rushed towards the ancient gate.

Hearing only a boom, Xiaohua's attack actually had an effect this time, and the ancient gate shook slightly. However, due to the purple energy, it stopped again.

Xiaohua didn't stop at all, and in the next second, the movement in her hand rose again, and there was another heavy punch towards the crack of the door. "Boom. This time, the whole door opened.

Xiaohua was about to rush in in a hurry, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, his nose touched something, and a strong smell of blood came directly to his face.

The next moment, Xiaohua saw that there were corpses lying one after another on the ground in the tower. They are all bizarrely twisted in shape, and almost all of them are incomplete. One by one, they pressed against each other, with pained and fearful expressions on their faces. Xiaohua looked closely, but found that these corpses were not human. These creatures are just human-like, but they're not human.

Among these corpses, Xiaohua did not see Wu Zheng, but after he saw these corpses, he also knew that Wu Zheng's fate would probably not be better than them. Little Flower passed by the corpses, and then the fire in the tower, he grew old one by one. Until he walked to the stairs, he still found no trace of Wu Zheng. So, he took heavy steps and went up to the second floor. Originally, Xiaohua was still in a hurry, but since she entered this ancient tower, she suddenly became silent. It may be the tragic condition he saw these creatures, or it may be the wail he heard Wu Zheng before. In short, Xiaohua didn't dare to face it at the moment, he was afraid of seeing a picture that he couldn't accept.

On the second floor, similar to the first, at the top of the staircase, there were several corpses. Waiting for the second layer, it is roughly the same as the first layer.

Immediately after that, there was the third layer, and there was still no Wu Zheng. Xiaohua began to get anxious, and he hurried towards the fourth floor. Behind, the group can only force to follow.

Not only Xiaohua, but also Luoli felt strange. It stands to reason that with so many creatures dead, there must have been an extremely terrifying battle inside. But for some reason, Wu Zheng couldn't be found for a long time, not even the corpse. Unless, a bad thought appears, unless Wu Zheng's corpse is no longer visible.

This thought flashed and passed, and Luo Li did not say it. After all, at this moment, everyone's hearts were all hanging in the air, and no one knew what Wu Zheng was doing. It would undoubtedly be unwise to draw conclusions under such circumstances. Because the last straw bent is likely to be the most insignificant.