Yuezhi Tiangang counted the last three rows of bookcases, paused in front of a book that was about to fall off the partition, picked it up, reached in with one hand, and grabbed an ugly-looking elf.

Thin-haired and bald, with a rabbit with pointed cheeks, the upper body of the man, pulling the book and biting the palm of his hand, countering the rude move, scolding and scolding.

Books are its parasitic body, and they can't be separated from the spirit, and the moon branch Tiangang will tear it off, and the little guy's life hangs in the balance.

Simply discarded the book, ripped off the next, the next, the next ... Nothing...

Yuezhi Tiangang walked the wrong line of bookcases, and a marquis under the door followed him, picked up the book that sealed the undead in the front row, and fell in...

In the foreign land, the violence was flowing, and the black disk rose, forming a mountain-like human body, devastating, looking at this person who suddenly opened the book, he was at a loss, and swallowed down.

"Duke!" the marquis held the book, and suddenly stood stiff in front of Yuezhi Tiangang, holding it, and bowing to him.

Yuezhi Tiangang glanced at the marquis under the door, caught the book, pressed it for a long time, turned it upside down, and turned it over.

Then a terrible cut through the ear cavity, the wind and clouds changed, a curse mark broke free from the book, stretched out two powerful arms, buckled to the bookcases on both sides, and broke free from the trapped body, the god screamed and wept, stirring up all directions.

The black demon that rose turned into a human shape, choked out his snort, raised a snake, and suddenly pounced on Yuezhi Tiangang, swallowing the whole down, and then the sound was terrible, but this time it was a painful sound.

Yuezhi Tiangang held the divine weapon in his hand, staring at the book pierced in front of him, and the demon curse spirit was so terrible that he poked it and burned it on the flame of the divine soldier.

Deterrently, the noisy book spells around them all hid back into the book compartment obediently, not daring to make a mistake, and everyone leaned forward to look at the ashes of this place.

This is indeed a foreign body of the demon race, a sign of black evil, Yuezhi Tiangang's face is blue, and everyone has their own thoughts, and they have seen it for a while.

"Let's go, there's something more important looming!" said disdainfully, turning around and walking alone.

The others didn't dare to be sloppy, and followed closely, the marquis who walked at the end and held the book for Yuezhi Tiangang, his face changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved, which made the advancing Yuezhi Tiangang slow down his pace, and he frowned suspiciously.

They are all a group of people with swords and halberds.

The Yuezhi Tiangang pestle was in front of the door of the White Tiger Hall, and when he went out, he looked up at the courtyard and the torrential rain, the Duke of Daxia approached the front, and the rest of the people were respectful and arranged in an orderly manner.

The bizarre encounter in this half day made the father and son of Daxia confused, and for some reason, pondering Yuezhi Tiangang's next move, he was too heavy, snorting and pondering.

"Let's go to the tower prison!" he opened his mouth, stunned and frozen.

"Tower dungeon?" the Duke of Daxia whispered, as if he had heard something incredible, the tower dungeon is a kind of miasma and bad land, and the Shangge clan has never set foot in it, one hundred and six yang nine, and there is good luck.

"Yes, Ta Dungeon, to prove one thing, it is imminent, Night!" raised his voice, and appealed, before the Seven Nights, bowed his head.

"Today's matter in the White Tiger Hall must not be leaked, mobilize an ark, we have to take a trip to the quicksand tower prison. Yuezhi Tiangang waved his long sleeves and walked past the marquis who was holding the book in his hand, and what was he arresting.

However, he is also a puppet, the host has already escaped, Yuezhi Tiangang glanced at the dark bookcase, as if there was a person hiding there, sneering and mocking, pretending to be fine.

Carefully checked the information collected by everyone, and twisted another portrait, the ancestor of demon cultivation, Tai Sui Red Charm, ancient warrior, animal skin armor, long hair on his back, and a pair of deep concave blue eyes.

Even if it is just the person in the painting, the name and status, still exuds three points of taboo, ridiculing the person holding the painting for not being able to do it, and when the Yellow River Festival is born, the scene is a spectacular scene that rises to the sky.

Yellow River Festival.

The sacred festival of paying tribute to the god of the Yellow River, 'auspicious god Taifeng', the wife of Fuxi, the originator of cultivating immortals, and the northern immortal 'Yuqiang', and the western immortal 'harvest' is in full swing.

A series of elaborate custom offerings are offered, and songs and dances are played.

It was indeed a bird of bad omen, with fiery red feathers, a long tail inlaid with ink, a bald cockscomb, and a cry like the name, saying, 'The Bird', shaped like a rooster.

He lives in the second mountain range in the west of the hexagram 'Zedui' in the world of mountains and seas, and the south of 'Kunlun Nanxu, from the extreme abyss' to the south of 'Lutai Mountain'.

Then, a monkey fell from the sacrificial ark, with red eyes, and pounced on the 'wandering bird', biting off the neck and tearing the skin and flesh and gnawing all the people, tearing and biting the people praying all over the mountains, a mess, and it became more and more intense.

These two creatures are fierce creatures, and the Xuanshu "Classic of Mountains and Seas" contains that where they appear, there will inevitably be disasters and wars.

Immediately afterwards, a group that had disappeared for more than a hundred years quietly appeared, and with the posture of turning the tide, with the help of the Yellow River Festival, the world was revealed, and the demons rose.

That scene has always haunted dreams, and it has been entangled endlessly in front of Yuezhi Tiangang's eyes.

Compared with the extermination of a sunset city, the first and other clans in the Northern Wilderness, the appearance of the demon clan can be said to be deep in the spleen, and the existence of Kunlun Mountain is fundamentally shaken, and the day is still vivid;

The water of the Yellow River dried up, and the sound hidden behind the 'Chongwu Mountain' became more and more powerful, pulling out the sky and leaning on the earth.

The surging water of the Yellow River was artificially intercepted, cast a spell and got up, turned into a huge golem, and controlled the turbulent Yellow River water step by step, advancing through the mountains and seas, intimidating a large number of square circles, washing along the coast, and rolling down countless people.

Countless watery dragons roared towards the levitating Pavilion Ark, separated from a fledgling barrier, and poured back into the river.

The figure of an ancient demon ancestor attracted the water of the Yellow River to slowly sculpt up, until the water of the Yellow River was sucked dry, towering into the sky, staring at the suspended ark majestically, standing quietly, pulling out the sky and the earth, and there was a majesty in the declaration.

This is the ancestor of the demon race, the figure of the ancient demon cultivator 'Tai Sui Red Charm'.

Is such a big movement a signal to the Immortal Cultivators? Or have they been completely reborn in a corner of the Mountains and Seas, looking at the world, only this one can really pose a threat to the Kunlun Mountains.

Unexpectedly, I watched the figure of this ancient demon ancestor roll up the Yellow River water, sucking away the Yellow River water in this area, towering into the sky.

Glaring at the suspended ark majestically, swearing to pull out Zhao Zhi, the wind and clouds in a radius of ten miles changed color, the hills and lakes in all directions were all subject land, after more than a hundred years, the devil was respected.

An ancient warrior, with animal skin armor, long hair on his back, and a pair of deep, sunken blue eyes.

Move the face again, pull out the long sword, point at the sky, run through the rainbow, kick, and the earth shakes the mountains.

As if he had vented his resentment for thousands of years, a long howl was overwhelming, and his fame resounded all over the world.

Yuezhi Tiangang closed his eyes deeply, twisted the paintings, tasted the past, like thunder, shattered the visions and prayers, and pulled into the years of immortal and demon competition, shaped like a black abyss, and the lives were devastated, which made people more and more suffocating.

On that day, the towering golem completed a series of majestic acts, collapsed its body, smashed down the Yellow River, and waves of the river stirred up the mountains in all directions, and the mountains and fields were flooded into an ocean.

The people of the tribe took care of one thing and lost the other, and they suffered wave after wave, and they were very embarrassed, and the original solemn ritual was gone.

"Father-in-law!" Seven nights behind him called to come, disturbing and contemplating, and when he opened his eyes, the Duke of Great Xia and everyone were confused, and the second monk was in a daze.

In the past half a day, the abnormal reactions, the ups and downs of the hands are always special, so that the crowd is inexplicable, and they are looking forward to it.

"Father-in-law, the ark has arrived!"

"Let's go, quicksand tower prison!" strode forward, and everyone didn't dare to move, just because the Duke of Great Xia was still in place, and the restraint of Lige was condescending and respectful, waiting for him to leave first.

The Duke of Great Xia swallowed his saliva, the tower prison is a place of dirt and right and wrong, and he looked at the Yuezhi Tiangang and firmly stepped onto the Divine Ark.

There are too many strange actions of the best friend today, first the royal pastor derived, the heroic trick about the identity of the demon, and then the movement in the bookcase, a chiseling.

'Maybe the answer lies in the tower prison!' was so confused that he quietly decided to go through the tower prison for a while.

"Let's go!" shouted at the son-in-law, strode forward, everyone was in order, got on the ark, and slowly flew up, Yuezhi Tiangang stared at the White Tiger Hall, that mysterious existence, and never forgot.

The ark turned around, all the way down to the prosperous scenery of Kunlun City, the traffic was busy, the door was like a city, accepting the worship of all people, passing the water gate in the south of Kunlun City, the 'Dragon Fish Mausoleum', all the way to the quicksand area, the tower that is known as the strongest guard of the mountains and seas, the world.

Mountains and seas, heaven and earth, and hexagrams, swamps and quicksand boundaries.

The advancing ark looked at the tower prison known as the most heavily guarded mountain and sea in the quicksand of the swamp from afar, and it dug into the ground to expose the tip of the iceberg.

Eight fine iron locks the top of the tower, penetrating the bottom of quicksand, and no physical blow or natural disaster can break through it head-on.

Countless ancient seals day and night, around the bare tower body to exert pressure, layer by layer of caution, big bremen.

In the tower, there are even disordered incineration spells, which are laid by Fu Xi himself, and future generations only need to supply enough energy to let them play a restraining role forever, day and night.

Not only are the criminals who have committed crimes here, but also the strongest beast creatures in the mountains, seas, and worlds are also one of the guards.

Wandering in any dark area, in the corner of the wall, hungry and cold, immortal and immortal, waiting to abscond and fill the hunger.

The prisoners experienced all kinds of torture in it, knives, saws, woks, axes, soups, and woks.