Chapter 49: The Nine Floors of the Demon Tower

Along the way, the sword is dyed bright red.

She walked silently in the demon tower, unable to remember how many teleportation arrays she had walked on, only knowing that the demons in her sight were all slashed by her sword.

Excitement, excitement coming out of the bone marrow, blood, nerves, are all shouting, shouting for more killing, more blood! The hand holding the sword is trembling, excited, frightened, confused? Maybe it's both, or maybe it's none.

Watching the blood of the same color as her body spurting out, she silently took the sword and walked towards the depths step by step, from those all kinds of furniture, wildflowers, wild grass and demons, to the current demons that are gradually condensing into human form, she doesn't know how many she has killed.

Now I must be covered with blood in the eyes of others and demons, and my eyes must be red Shura.

If weakness and cowardice are her weaknesses, then why can't she force herself step by step to adapt to such a cruel and bloody world? Even Dye Mo understands the truth, even he can take the enemy's head in a conversation and laughter, why can't she do it?

Is it fear or fear?

It doesn't matter anymore, since she can't get used to it, since she can't do it, then when these killings, hatreds, and sins are with her all the time, she should be used to it.

It is precisely because she knows, because she feels it so deeply, and because she experiences it so deeply, that weak people are like demons slashed by her sword, allowing others to bully and fight.

Being strong is the only law in the immortal cultivation world, and I just hope that it is not too late for her to understand now.

She was so well protected by her master, she finally understood why the master would drive her to the bottom of the mountain without saying a word, after all, it was because she couldn't do it, she couldn't be ruthless, so she was left alone to understand, to discover, to experience, what kind of world this world is.

It's just that what is going on with the increasingly excited emotions, why does she seem to hear the sound of the Water Moon Sword between them?

Walking silently all the way, there were not many monks on the ninth floor of the Demon Tower, and there were more and more voices coming to her ears.

"Wow, who is this, he can kill Red Eyes in the Demon Tower! It can't be a demon! ”

"You can't say a few words, hey, look, she stepped on the teleportation array again, I remember that there is an extremely difficult little demon leader on the ninth floor of the demon tower, she is definitely not easy to deal with alone, should we follow and help?"

"Just the two of us? Go up and die! You don't know the nine-story demon tower, since the appearance of that little demon leader, how many monks in the Qi training period dare to go up and send them to death? ”

"But she's alone, I'm afraid"

"You should worry less about snacks! Since people dare to go up, they naturally have that ability, so let's honestly fight here for a while and go back. ”

When she stepped into the ninth floor of the Demon Tower, although there were still iron walls around her, she felt that her vision suddenly opened up. She quietly walked step by step with the Shuiyue Sword in her hand, as before, walked through every room on this road, marked the way with the blood on the sword, and walked out of the originally clean and wide rooms with the bloody sword with a calm expression.

In every room she entered, there were demons from all walks of life who swarmed up with their minions and teeth.

It seems that this is the case in the demon tower, either the demons die at their hands or they die at the hands of the demons. It's just that why are every demon so unwilling in their eyes?

I don't know how far I went, but the smell of blood was everywhere in the spacious and bright ninth floor of the Demon Tower.

Until she met a humanoid demon, this was the only humanoid demon she had encountered in a long time with the most successful humanoid transformation.

The enchanting figure turned her back to her, and if it weren't for the bright fox ears and the fiery red tail, she would really be mistaken for a monk who had entered the demon tower.

"Hmph, seeing that there is so much blood on your sword, you must have killed a lot of our kind! Since I met my fox sister, then today next year will be your death day! ”

The fox demon who called herself the fox girl turned around violently, and there was a killing intent in her slender and charming eyes.

Before she could speak, the fox girl's figure quickly attacked her as if it had passed directly through the shadow between them.

The fox girl's long and sharp nails made her heart palpitate, and she almost subconsciously held the Water Moon Sword on her chest, but even though she reacted so quickly, the fox girl's sharp nails had already left a scratch on her chest.

The slender scratches were accompanied by bursts of pain, and the blood flowed down one by one, and the white clothes, which were already covered with blood, were even more blood-red with her own blood.

"Yo, the response is good, let me deviate by half a point, but well"

Hearing the voice, when she looked up again, she saw that the fox girl who was originally in front of her had reappeared in the place where she first saw her at this moment, as if Fang Cai's attack was just an illusion.

The fox girl stood in place, smiling charmingly, but her cold eyes were full of murderous intent, "Next time, what I penetrate is your heart!" ”

Glancing down at his chest indifferently, Mo Kongjing indifferently raised the long sword in his hand, but at that moment, the surrounding scene changed suddenly.

The gentle and tender mother, the cold and stern teacher, the smiling Yanran, and the enthusiastic and changeable sister were in that moment, just a short moment, she saw a lot, and those were the people she cared about the most.

He spit out two words coldly, "Jing Shui Yan." The Water Moon Sword in her hand was pulled up by her in a full arc.

Sensing that the illusion had been shattered, the fox girl turned sideways and turned her head sideways, and the sharp nails pierced the figure attacking her from behind almost instantly.

The fox girl shouted in disbelief, "Quick, so fast?!" Looking at the afterimage that suddenly dissipated, she screamed in her heart that it was not good, and she only had time to flash to the side, but she still made people slash a sword from behind.

The fox girl widened her eyes and looked at the figure in front of her in disbelief, and shouted in surprise: "This, such a fast speed, how did you do it?" ”。 Obviously, obviously he is only a monk in the Qi cultivation period, how can he have such a fast speed!

Mo Kongjing shook his head indifferently, "No, you're faster than me." Then she just calmly looked at the fox girl who also had blood oozing on her chest and said indifferently: "The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, it's just empty." ”

The fox girl took two steps back and screamed in disbelief: "No! No way! I'd rather believe you're faster than me! How can it be a phantom, my fox clan has always been proud of the illusion that confuses all beings, how can I be confused by your phantom! ”

was stunned, and then the fox girl suddenly remembered the scene just now, her expression changed suddenly, and she stared at the white shadow very seriously: "Who are you?" Just now, it was just a photo that shattered my illusion, what is the purpose of your coming here! ”