"If you want to be free, it's early!"

Huiyuan's condensed voice resounded in the empty tomb with a strong oppression. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black dragon's powerful and arrogant voice kept shouting, laughing and shouting wildly.

Ling Shaofeng, who was holding a sharp dagger in his hand and setting up a fighting formation, and Lou Baiyu, who was protecting Ling Shaofeng with the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand, stood in the ancient formation, feeling the powerful vortex air flow blowing their steps unsteadily, squinting slightly and looking around vigilantly at the changes around them.

As the sound became clearer and clearer in their ears, the originally solid ground suddenly turned into quicksand, and then their feet loosened, "Be careful!" ”

Ling Shaofeng and Zhao Xuanchen only felt that their bodies were light, their centers of gravity were unstable, and their bodies fell instantly, and the two of them instantly hugged each other, falling directly into the whirlpool formed by quicksand, and then disappeared.

"Shaofeng!"

"Master, ma'am!"

As soon as the killers of Bai Yulou saw Lou Baiyu and Ling Shaofeng disappear into the quicksand, they immediately wanted to jump into the quicksand and follow down to help, but they were stopped by the Huiyuan Holy Monk.

"Stop, no one can go, you will only be sent to death if you go down, and you will hold up their hind legs, it is better to wait for them here!"

As soon as the black-clothed secret guards heard this, they really didn't dare to jump anymore, not because they were afraid of death but because they were afraid of affecting their master and wife.

King Feng saw that the two disappeared in an instant, the cold eyes under the silver mask flashed with worry, and he just wanted to jump in to help, but he was worried about the Nanwei Holy Maiden shrouded in black mist, and when he was in a dilemma, he saw the Huiyuan monk who opened the formation floating in a few steps.

"Huiyuan, can they really kill the black dragon? Is the black dragon a real dragon, or a monster? ”

Just now, they all heard it very clearly, the loud laughter coming from the low ground was a man's voice, and this decision could not be wrong, except that the black dragon had turned into a human form, and no other explanation was given.

Monk Huiyuan stood in front of the cold bed of the Nanwei Holy Maiden who looked like she had died, "The old man believes that they will definitely be able to kill the black dragon, if not, the old man will find a way to help you all send out the ancient tomb." ”

Monk Huiyuan took out a bead of Buddha beads from his rags, moved his ten fingers lightly to cast a spell on the Nanwei Holy Maiden, recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, drove away the black mist that shone on the body of the Nanwei Holy Maiden, and then laid a knot on the sleeping Nanwei Holy Maiden who was as old as a flower.

"Her soul is locked in the night by the black dragon, and she will never wake up unless she kills the black dragon! Lao Wei went to help the two of them, King Feng and these subordinates are all staying here, don't act rashly! ”

After Hui Yuan finished speaking, a place where he dodged to the formation, that was the formation where the Demon Suppression Tower was located, jumped down without thinking, and then disappeared like Ling Shaofeng, submerging into the quicksand.

Ling Shaofeng and Zhao Xuanchen hugged each other and fell into the ground, they thought they would be submerged in quicksand, but they didn't expect that the quicksand was just a trick, through the flowing quicksand, in the blink of an eye, a strange and strange spire appeared in front of the two of them, it really looked like the roof, could this be the top of the Demon Tower.

I have to say, the clever two guessed and listened, listening to the dragon's groan coming from the tower, and the wild laughter, the two knew that their goal was in the tower at their feet, but how did they get in?

"This king is free, this king is finally free! Who, who touched the sacrifice of this king, looking for death! ”

A thick black mist floated out of the tower, flashing and whirring towards the ancient tomb above the top of the quicksand as if consciously, but it suddenly turned around and drifted towards the top of the tower where Ling Shaofeng and Lou Baiyu were standing.

"Who are you, you dare to disturb this king, I don't know whether you are alive or dead! It just so happens that this king has not eaten fresh souls and food for a long time, and you two live food is exactly what this king wants! ”

Ling Shaofeng looked at the black mist that kept spinning around them and snorted coldly, his left hand clenched the sharp dagger, and his right hand was spread upward, the invisible black scythe suddenly appeared in her heart and hand out of thin air, and the scythe that flashed with a dark edge was like the hand of death, slashing towards the fluttering black mist.

"Food, Mrs. Ben looks at your ugly black mist as a monster!"

Lou Baiyu watched Ling Shaofeng make a move, the dragon sword in his hand flashed golden light in front of the two of them, guarding against possible dangers, especially in front of and behind Ling Shaofeng, who was guarding Ling Shaofeng's great display.

Although Lou Baiyu couldn't see the black scythe in Ling Shaofeng's hand at all, when he saw Ling Shaofeng's neat and ruthless skills, and looked at the black mist that had obviously been cut off, he had a thought in his heart, that is, Shaofeng was very mysterious.

"Ah, dead girl, I didn't expect you to have ...... Is it ......?"

The black mist was cut in two by the black scythe, making a sneering and unwilling sound, and then swerved and retracted into the tower at his feet.

The scythe that flashed with black light swirled back into Ling Shaofeng's hand, Ling Shaofeng ruthlessly hooked the smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the black mist that retreated, and looked up at Lou Baiyu who was full of love and protection around her.

"The black dragon is right down here, lifting the top of the tower!"

Lou Baiyu completely agreed with Ling Shaofeng's thoughts, held the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand, and flew to a safe place under the quicksand with one hand in his arms, and swept through Qianjun in a dashing manner, directly slashing through the top of the Demon Suppression Tower.

The Demon Suppression Tower was destroyed to create a large hole, revealing the bottomless knee black inside, and the little bit of firelight, which should be the fireworks inside that were ignited.

"Enter"

A Lou Baiyu, who was wearing a silver mask, protected Ling Shaofeng's petite body in his arms, and fell straight into the Demon Suppression Tower with the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand.

Demon Tower, it is most appropriate to say that it is a tower.

Ling Shaofeng raised his head from Lou Baiyu's arms, and carefully counted the appearance of falling from the top of the tower, a total of about ten floors, before they fell to the ground, a frighteningly large stone house, only to feel that the yin wind was blowing, with a bloody murderous aura surrounding the two of them.

There was no dragon creature in the stone house as they thought, the black dragon that was overwhelmed by the big things, but a young, demon-like man locked up on the walls of the stone house with charms, formations, and iron chains.

"Black Dragon?"

The man was handsome and feminine with a demonic aura, his hands and feet were locked on the wall, and his eyes were terrifying and gloomy staring at the two people who suddenly fell in front of him, among them, the girl with red hair disguised as a woman, with a sharp dagger in her small white hand, and nothing in her other small hand.

"You hurt the king's spirit just now!"

Looking at the cold and ruthless gaze of this little woman, and the expression that seemed to be smiling, I don't know why, the black dragon just felt that the person who hurt him was this woman, because she actually had the breath of the phoenix clan and the breath of the demon world. (To be continued.) )