The ark was suspended in front of the tower to seal the enchantment, and the guards were surprised by today's actions.

Two powerful people in Kunlun City suddenly visited the tower prison.

This kind of filthy place has never been a nobleman's favorite to be involved, but whenever there is official business, it is also to send a subordinate marquis, and today's such a momentum is really bizarre, muttering a spell and opening the enchantment.

The ark advanced into the close perimeter of the tower, and a gust of wind greeted the sultry people, pushing aside the skin of the comer, preventing the change, all of them remained unmoved, clean and self-defeating.

Stretching out the stairs and extending to the tower gate, the guards are respectful and saluting.

"Welcome to the city lord, the grand duke, the little lord!" greeted the former, it was the seven candidates under the Yuezhi Gate, the Marquis of 'Kanglong', lying on one knee on the ground, looking at everyone.

The tower prison that stood in front of Yuezhi Tiangang raised his head, and the clouds were bleak, covering the sky and the sun, urging people to breathe.

The rune seal burned the text all over the sky, turning into a sharp sword machete, and stretched out one black arm after another from the tower prison, cutting it off, falling, and the ghost cried wolf.

The Duke of Great Xia and his sister-in-law, the Imperial Pastor of Great Xia, were concerned about a person on the other side, wearing a purple python robe, who was also in a powerful position.

Strange by nature, does not love the occasion of power, high palace, volunteered to be stationed under the door of the tower, even if he saw his biological father and elder brother, he was calm and unremarkable, this person has a bronze wall and iron pouring of the city, and treats everything lukewarmly.

His name is Daxia Yuren.

It is the second son of Duke Daxia Ba and the younger brother of the imperial pastor.

Wearing armor and armor, holding a sword next to the side, looking at the comer, he is in a position of power, there is no need to make a big salute, he has never had this consciousness, and he is stiff all day long.

The imperial pastor of Daxia stepped forward, tidied up his clothes and armor lovingly, did not see his brother for many days, and loved him even more for not fighting for power, banishing and guarding the tower prison, and the grand duke also looked at the second son strangely, without expression, and could not grasp it.

Among the heirs of the upper cabinet, the quietest one, he doesn't say a word, he never sends anyone, he has no shelf, his qualifications for cultivating immortals are mediocre, and he has good family resources, and he doesn't see him striving for the top, and he loves to drill deep into the White Tiger Hall and the tower prison when he has nothing to do, such a bizarre and ominous domain.

Seeing that the imperial pastor was close to his brother and eased the atmosphere, Yuezhi Tiangang's face turned sideways, and he glared at the Marquis of Kanglong.

"Lead the way, I want to see some people!" Shi ordered.

"I don't know who the Duke has seen!" replied the Marquis of Kanglong, busily holding his hand and muttering a mantra.

The golden elf appeared in the palm of his hand, and changed it, a golden compass imprint woven with heaven and earth, Tai Chi gossip on the palm, and the burning text did not stop for a moment, overlapping and circulating.

"Demons, earth immortals. "Chirp.

Let the Marquis of Kanglong, who was busy casting the seal, seem to have a nail pierced in his ear, which is incredible.

These felons had been imprisoned for more than a hundred years, and were abandoned, and they were so surprised that they were busy figuring out a precise route at the mercy of the compass, and for the first time since they came from the guard tower.

The tower prison is a product of the Fuxi period, and the builders of Shiyin have a purer Gang Qi, and the upper limit of cultivation is that the descendants of later generations cannot be destroyed head-on, resisting any external destruction, and is known as the strongest place of detention in the mountains and seas.

There are a number of evil dead, which imprisons the early stage of the mountains and seas, the immortal cultivation forces headed by Fuxi, Kunlun Nanxu, from the extreme abyss to poke the demon clan, Yingzhao, Huai Ghost, Bohuang and many other evil forces of demon cultivation, deep in it, layer by layer, do not see the light of day, pinch your fingers, more than 100 years have passed.

Among them, the tower dungeon is just a visible architectural tower, vividly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

The arrangement and construction of the tower is imposed by various secret methods, this is a formation without time and rules, there is no compass guidance, unauthorized entrants, will encounter all kinds of regional forms, wasteland snow mountains, sea rock areas, storms and thunder, ghosts and ghosts, etc., the lost will be confined to the tower prison forever, exhausting their lives, reduced to the undead of the guard.

The compass left behind by Fu Xi is the only one that can guide the forward, and enter and exit the tower safely.

The Marquis of Kanglong chanted the curse seal, hurriedly ordered the law, opened the tower door, a burst of bleakness was in the face, its smell was incomparable, and he wanted to get rid of the realm in the tower with a miserable voice, many howls, taking advantage of the opening of the tower door for a moment, racing against time.

"Duke, you follow closely behind Kang Long, there is no life in this tower, only rely on this compass, the number of hours in the tower is uncertain, there is no time, every hour and a half of time and a half effort, when the time changes alternately, the decoration arrangement also changes, take a wrong step, will limit itself to the endless land, all kinds of rumors about the tower prison, in front of the public, it is indeed real. After a pause, he looked at the little lord Daxia Yuren on the side.

For some time he was desperate to enter it, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to enter the tower prison without a letter from the lord and duke. Today finally satisfies his desire to take a glimpse.

The Duke of Great Xia and his sister-in-law were pale, and they knew the calamity they were facing.

"Lords follow closely, the resentful spirits here have a deep mind, and they are the most demagogic of people's state of mind, if the limit of the meditation realm is not high, stop here, so as not to cause trouble. ”

Said respectfully, a stagnant compass topped, a diameter extended in front of the tower door, bottomless, and the wind was slow.

Marquis Kanglong summoned the fire spirit, transformed into a ball of fire and hung in front of him, and everyone followed suit, illuminating the circle.

Kang Long took a step ahead, covered his body, Yuezhi Tiangang strode into the tower, the second son of the duke, Daxia Yuren suddenly stepped forward and followed.

The Duke of Daxia gritted his teeth, followed by his son-in-law, and disappeared at the gate of the tower together, entering the land of the tower realm.

"Don't worry!" Yuezhi Tiangang, who entered the tower realm, hurriedly pulled the Marquis of Kanglong to the side, pushed the compass, and changed the direction in confusion, pointing to another unknown.

Kang Long was dumbfounded, this tower realm is an unusual place, a little careless, causing trouble and burning, shocked;

"Duke, this..." was terrified, and it can be said that he completely disregarded everyone's lives and played in the palm of his hand.

"I have guarded the tower prison, and I know that there is a place where some of the most unseemly secrets of his heart are imprisoned, and the stakes are urgent..."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and the divine soldier moved, pulling the Marquis of the Sky Dragon to hide in the shadows, looking at some of the people who followed behind, who were split by this tower realm and covered their faces, and appeared unhappily.

The compass position had been reversed by Yuezhi Tiangang, and the shuttles around him swayed, and when he entered a realm, he disturbed a wave of sleeping ghosts, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Marquis Kanglong swallowed when he saw the Yuezhi Tiangang Divine Soldier in his hand, the Divine Soldier can restrain all evil things, and the ghost ignored the two of them shuttling on both sides, and thirstily touched the people who were dizzy, hungry and hungry.

A venerable undead towered from the ground to the sky, menacing, passing from the side of the Yuezhi Tiangang and the Marquis of Kanglong, piercing and cold, frost everywhere, giving birth to a purgatory ice flower.

The undead wandered to the Duke of Great Xia, screaming, straight through his chest, absorbing thoughts, repeatedly, becoming more and more urgent, and then transformed, becoming the part of the past that everyone feared the most.

In front of the eyes of the Duke of Great Xia, the ghost transformed into a Northern Wilderness clan that cast pupil power.

In front of the Great Xia Imperial Pastor, there was the Duke of Great Xia, who was thundering, with a leopard's head and eyes, chattering and reprimanding.

There was no change in front of Great Xia Yuren.

The princes and lords of the retinue felt in their own posture that the ghost had obtained the secret that he feared the most in his heart, and he transformed into a form and hung in front of him, urging his consciousness to be confused, and the ghost opened his mouth and sucked impatiently.

Among them, Yuezhi Tiangang stared at the marquis under the door, the identity of the one who held the book for himself in the White Tiger Hall, and at this moment, in front of him, a black and monstrous figure bared his teeth and chattered.

"Duke..."Marquis Kanglong was thrilled, and let the situation continue to develop, seeing the lives of everyone in front of him as child's play, and the ghost group was wantonly sucking everyone's lives, Yuezhi Tiangang frowned calmly and came back to his senses.

Suddenly, he carried the Marquis of Kanglong to everyone, and when he stopped, the divine soldiers poked down, the Xuanguang was agitated, and the Marquis of Kanglong twisted the compass, and the surrounding scene rolled, and in an instant, the ghosts were taken away without a trace.

The six roots of the crowd are pure, relieved, paralyzed and lying on the ground.

"Get out of here, get out of here right away!" the Great Xia Imperial Priest shouted, frightened, and his face was as pale as earth.

The crowd was stunned, and their souls were not possessed.

Yuezhi Tiangang covered the divine soldiers, with long sleeves to the back and back to everyone;

"The compass has not been used for a long time, the sigil has been slackened, and it has been adjusted to return to its position, so please be calm and impatient, and then follow my footsteps. Ignoring, looking into the distance, fists clenched.

On one side, the Marquis of Kanglong was reckless, and inadvertently saw the Duke of Great Xia, with his furious demeanor, stunned, and even more panicked.

Obviously, he blamed himself for all the faults, and he knew that such a prudent thing was not as simple as a mistake, hiding anger and vendettas.

The servant stepped forward and helped him to his feet.

"In this tower realm, the time, climate, and terrain are not constrained by nature, and too many unscrupulous prisoners are imprisoned, and they will die as evil spirits, duke, you can follow closely behind Kang Long, and what you see and hear along the way, do not have pity and greedy desires, otherwise it will be like these four around..."