The gate of the tower prison was wide open, the demon clan staggered in, there was no trace, the head pushed into the tower realm, and the eight-sided demon warriors who pulled the fine iron chain saw the tower door wide open, abandoned the iron cable, and ran to the center of the quicksand.

Half a time ago, Yuezhi Tiangang folded a charm, stuffed it through the crack of the door and turned into a little elf, passing the disturbance outside the tower back to the people in the tower, and several immortal cultivators who were in charge of defense were gnawed to the ground.

The situation is critical, and there is no shadow of the Kunlun Legion everywhere, which is known as the strongest prison place in the mountains and seas, and the quicksand tower prison is embattled.

If you rashly open the tower gate, even if everyone has the ability to be a husband at the moment, you have to take into account the ghostly ghost generals everywhere, as if smelling blood, at this moment gathered around a group of people, fists and sleeves, and time.

Advancing and retreating, Marquis Kanglong twisted the compass and transferred all the ghostly generals, and in less than a moment, another group of resentful spirits immediately occupied the tower floor, with different heights, all kinds of colors, looking at everyone in the Xuanwu flow cover.

Especially the ancient building inside, it shook more violently, and the flying ghosts disturbed each other, making the group of people who smelled the situation tremble and fear.

The tower realm is an ominous place, and the Duke of Great Xia hesitated a few times before leaving, and at this moment, the resentful spirit pestle was in front of everyone, sharpening the knife.

A venerable one was anxious, grinding patience and waiting for a few people in the Xuanwu flow hood, those pairs of ghost fire eyes, as if they were concentrating until death.

The Centaur and Beast Netherworld, which had been transferred by the leader of Kanglong, reappeared, except for the compass of the Tower Realm, there was no one who was more familiar with the actions in the Tower Realm than this group of Netherworlds, and when he came to him, he looked disdainful, and intended to show off his martial arts to the Marquis of Kanglong, but Yuezhi Tiangang stopped him.

"Open the tower gate!" said, his heart pounding.

On the seventh night of the moon branch, the imperial pastor of Great Xia, the Marquis of Kanglong, looked at it in surprise, incredible, and then the others seemed to have heard something strange, and they all looked at the Yuezhi Tiangang, their ears were red and their faces were red.

"Duke!" the Marquis of Kanglong doubted his ears, and it was terrifying. There are thousands of demon soldiers outside, and they must want to plunder and occupy the tower realm, why do you open the tower gate?

"The righteous father is right!"

In front of the dilemma, there are demon soldiers in front of you, and there are netherworlds in the back, so simply let you fight for each other in these two forces, and retreat, just afraid that this opening of the tower door will give rise to an uncontrollable imagination.

"Open the tower gate and let this group of Netherworlds deal with the Demon Sect clan!" Yue Zhi Qiye affirmed.

But no one could think and predict the consequences, until the Duke of Great Xia had an opinion, and he couldn't wait to leave this evil place, roared Marquis Kanglong, and sneered at the tower door.

So there was the next scene, the demon clans who were fanatically pushing the tower gate suddenly fell into the territory of the tower.

Yuezhi Tiangang took the hand of Marquis Kanglong, and rolled the compass to transfer the figure of the demon clan that rushed in, along with the suddenly discolored Netherworld, and entered another unknown realm.

The latter were drowned and hunted in the dark, and these resentful spirits had been bloodthirsty for a long time, and their hearts were in a hurry.

The demon soldiers who poured in on the front foot disappeared, emptying the tower floor, intensifying the follow-up heads to rush into the tower, and the gloom that had been transferred to the position was filled with a forest.

Waves of demon soldiers who had not yet seen the reality of the tower realm licked the cold everywhere, bumped into the darkness of the netherworld, drowned in the darkness, felt fear and coldness, and became flesh-eaters.

The tower dungeon is no longer shaken, the influx of demon sect soldiers is gradually thinning, and the ghost of hunting is not waiting for me, hungry wolves and hungry eagles.

Yuezhi Tiangang saw the opportunity, the vulture leader also smelled the signs, the tower dungeon suddenly closed the door, the demon clan no longer rushed forward one after another, and the noisy attack and annihilation action for half a day stopped, silent like a cicada.

Yuezhi Tiangang threw the compass, transferred the last group of ghost generals in front of him, and made this layer of the tower temporarily isolated from other tower layers in alternation with a complicated operation, suddenly cheerful, stabilized the situation, did not let go of a netherworld, nodded to Yizi Qiye, and signaled to relieve the siege.

The basalt robe was unloaded, and everyone trembled.

"Let's go!" Yuezhi Tiangang stepped forward alone. Get out of the immediate predicament. There is also outside the tower gate in front of him, the remaining soldiers of the Demon Sect are waiting to deal with it, the situation is undecided, obscure, clenched his bad breath, and wants to see how far the sky has changed abroad.

outside the tower.

A flying eagle totem, a splendid pavilion ark into the quicksand tower realm, this is a few days ago the southern expedition to the sunset alliance of the sand clan, the grand duke of the sand generals with a group of marquises, by the temptation of wandering, the sunset battle on the wisdom of life, did not participate in any action and was abandoned by the princes.

The brothers broke the wall, released their suspicions from the ice, suspended the march for a few days, and when they crossed the Yellow River, they saw that the land of quicksand was abnormal.

Surrounding the accompanying ark around Fang Yuan, hovering over the quicksand, visiting the tower prison, and suddenly saw the demon clan everywhere, and the giant eagle was crying in the sky, which was very abnormal, and ignored the various servants who had been training on the ark for many days.

Here, the female leader of the Demon Sect, the Ba Snake Girl, placed a machine bow and arrow in the dense forest, and used the mineral Danyu of the mountains, seas, heaven and earth to make an explosive bow and arrow to block the Kunlun Mountain Defense Army, and the effect was very impressive.

That mushroom cloud also alarmed Kunlun City, because the giant eagle defected to the Demon Sect clan, they gathered the legions on the line, all of them controlled the flying swords, and came towards the quicksand tower prison overwhelmingly.

Bumped into the erection of the sand ark, the grand duke's parade ark, and the figures of the demon sects everywhere, all of them were dumbfounded.

The excitement lasted for a long time, folded nearly two-thirds, but I heard the poignant flowing out of the tower realm over and over again, and the tower door that was finally opened, the more than 1,000 people who rushed into battle seemed to be thrown into the abyss, except for the reverberation of the poignant over and over again, in vain.

Yuezhi Tiangang walked out of the gate of the tower prison, affecting two groups of forces, and the last Duke of Great Xia, the Imperial Pastor of Great Xia, the Seven Nights of Yuezhi and the Marquis followed.

I saw that the situation in front of me had changed, and the sky was full of Kunlun Mountain serving, erecting the sand ark along the head, and the ministers fell into the wind, and they all paid attention to each other.

A group of people who walked out of the tower prison, walking at the back of the line, the second son of the Great Xia clan had just worn out of the half-body tower realm, and was stopped by a shriveled ghost in the tower with one hand, and pulled back, before he could react, the tower door was closed, and the Great Xia Yuren was gone.

"Yuren!" Daxia Imperial Pastor smelled something, suddenly turned around, and everyone looked back, and the person was long gone.

"No, no, no, no..." The Great Xia Imperial Pastor plucked the salt into the fire, panicked, and stepped forward in two steps to hammer the tower door and denounce it.

Everyone was stunned to feel this scene, thinking about it and being terrified, it was rare to walk out of the tower prison calmly, and Yuren was affected by the ups and downs.

"Open the tower door for me!" the Great Xia Imperial Priest tightened the collar of the Marquis of Kanglong, and threatened, angrily furious, the latter in a hurry.

"No need!" Duke Daxia's voice came in, interrupting the two, turning them back, dragging the situation to their bodies, and everyone looked over.

"It's too late!" said calmly, resigned to fate, and his face was blue.

"Father!" the Great Xia Imperial Pastor was in tears, grief-stricken.

"Let him be, the enemy is in the realm, the overall situation is important, canonize the Earl of Yuren, offer incense, and sleep in this tower realm!"

Resolutely, he has a complicated mood at this moment, whether it is wanting to give up this useless second son, or he is deeply afraid of what will happen in the tower realm, or the current enemy, many factors have an impact.

It can be seen clearly, it is difficult to get out of the tower realm, change the decline, majestic, there was a sunset city imprisoned before, and now there is a demon clan attacking, anxious to sharpen the knife with the perpetrator in front of him.

In particular, the soldiers of Kunlun Mountain, which is full of sky, are bound to win, politely deal with Yuren's encounter, and hastily step forward, surging around, flying in the air.

"All my disciples of the Great Kunlun obey the order..."