The place where Shura's body was bound by spider silk was not far from the entrance of the Futu Tower.

He and Qingtong soon arrived at the entrance of the Futu Pagoda.

The entrance to this first layer, which was originally intended to attract spore beasts, had been opened, and the ghost spider had only scribbled a simple ban on the entrance before chasing Qingtong. When Huo Wu and Xiao Hei entered, they naturally didn't have a lot of scruples like Jin, so the ban on the entrance of the first layer was easily destroyed by them, and now Shura and Qingtong entered again as if they were walking on the ground.

Shura knew how powerful the three-headed monster was, and he held the spatial blade in his hand, and his nerves were tense. Qingtong is also fully prepared for the battle, he transforms the wooden feet of the antelope and summons the fire ear. After rushing in impassionedly with Shura, he found that the entire floor was empty, and there was no fierce battle scene as he imagined.

Shura smiled dumbly at the corner of his eyes: "It's really a clean ......"

Qingtong grinned and scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "The Alliance of the Awakened in the Free Realm has just been established, and it is especially necessary to ......"

"The Free Realm?" Shura interrupted Qingtong in shock, he knew very well that the Three Realms were Netherworld, Meat Cage, and Dream Desolation. There are three domains at the junction of these three realms: the awakening domain where it is currently located, the psychic domain bordering the netherworld and the meat cage, and the demon god domain where the netherworld and the dream desolation meet.

"Could it be that there is a place that has changed its name, or has something earth-shaking happened to this continent, and a new area has been created?"

He had been sitting in the Awakening Domain for too long, and he didn't know how much the outside world had changed. "Dare to change your name and call yourself a world...... He continued to think deeply, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Could it be that a new consul has been born?" Shura couldn't help but ask out loud when he thought of this.

Qingtong replied in a daze: "Lian, the consul, yes, yes, everyone calls her that." ”

Shura held his breath and asked, "What was the place you were called before?"

"Cage Boundary, District 9. Qingtong said.

"In the ninth district of the meat cage realm, there is a consul born!!" Finally, he came to this conclusion, "Is this a shortcut to save my father?" Shura has developed a natural habit that whenever a new hope arises, he can always connect with rescuing the Dark Emperor.

After blurting out these words, Shura smiled and shook his head, what kind of existence is the Lord in charge, and now he actually needs the mortals in the first layer of this Futu Tower, he must be quite immature.

Suddenly, a steel hook suddenly stretched out from the prohibition, and this time the appearance seemed to be very fast, and the original black and viscous vortex prohibition had become much clearer at this time, not as sticky and turbid as before. A Swallower slowly emerged from the prohibition.

Qingtong reacted immediately, he shouted at Shura, and pulled Shura who was immersed in thinking over.

"Probably more troublesome than we thought. Qing Tong trembled a little uneasily, if this monster is still alive, it means ......

"The master is fine, I can feel it, and besides, this thing seems to have been reborn, and it doesn't feel the same as the breath that appeared before. After Huo Er passed the sensitive perception, he said to Qingtong.

This Swallower didn't seem to be as sluggish as before, but like a normal Jue beast, he was irritable.

Huo'er was just about to make a move, when a voice sounded from his consciousness: "You can only borrow strength, not show yourself." The voice seemed to be thicker and more mature, and Huo'er was very happy.

"The fact that the master is able to transform shows that he has strengthened again. It seems that this Swallower was previously occupied by the black baby, or that a strange black substance existed in this tower. Huo Er thought about it, and then disappeared into Qingtong's body again.

"Fight with all your might, and I'll help you. Huo'er didn't say anything, and this dangerous Tunjue seemed to be a test for Qingtong by his master.

Although the space on this floor is relatively spacious, it is indoors after all, and it is still much smaller than the loess earth outside. The irascible Tunjue kept trampling on the ground with his teeth and claws on the spot, but the floor under his feet seemed extremely solid and undamaged.

With a flick of her fingers, Qingtong sent a few pills into Shura's hands. He had just fought with the black baby, and he had vented indiscriminately in the Ten Thousand Mounds There was not much Shura's spiritual power left, he did not hesitate to swallow the pill into his stomach, and soon the medicinal power worked, and Shura's spiritual power gradually filled.

The Tunjue people seemed to have enough strength, and suddenly strode towards the two of them fiercely, Qingtong and Shura saw this, and scattered around the left and right of the Tunjue people. The Tunjue man stopped steadily, firmly under his feet, and then shook his arm, and threw the steel hook out with all his might, and there was a metallic clanging sound where the iron hook was connected to the chain. Then the Swallower leaned back and twisted his waist, and the giant iron hook swept under the manipulation of the chains, including the two people who were separated from the left and right in the range of the attack.

Qingtong's antelope wooden feet are extremely dexterous, and in the face of such a ferocious attack, he naturally can't be hard connected, he jumped lightly on the ground, and several wooden balls appeared in the air. Qingtong, who jumped up, actually jumped on top of the steel hook, and several wooden balls exploded at the same time, this time the exploding wooden balls were not as thick as the smoke billowing from the battle with the ghost spider, but the impact was stronger.

Qingtong was not very stable when he first jumped on the iron hook, but with the help of the air pressure generated by the explosion of the wooden ball, he narrowly adapted to the speed of the iron hook's rapid movement, and he stood on the moving iron hook with his center of gravity.

There was a man standing on this iron hook, and although the weight had increased, the trajectory of the attack had not changed much under the tremendous power of the sweep. The iron hook slashed through the bronze and then swept towards Shura. Shura stared at each other, the spatial blade was pulled out from behind his back, his lips squirmed, as if he was reading something, his feet were steady, his body was as solid as a rock, and his hands held the giant sword above his head.

The steel hook came to his face with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, and at the last moment, he also jumped lightly, and the moment Shura took a deep breath in the air, his body seemed to suddenly gain weight several times, and the giant sword that had been stored for a long time was slammed into the iron hook.

The swept steel hook collided with the vertical giant sword, and under the impact of Wan Jun's power, the steel hook finally fell to the ground obliquely, and Shura's spatial blade was sharp and heavy, and it was firmly inserted into the floor, nailing the giant iron hook firmly to the ground.

The iron hook stopped suddenly, and Qingtong was still in the inertia of the rapid movement of the iron hook, and with a muffled snort, he was violently thrown out. He managed to get his feet on the hook, and he had planned to make a surprise attack along the chain, but now it seemed that his plan had failed. Before being tossed, Qingtong threw three wooden balls from his palm again.

After entering the battle, Shura didn't notice Qingtong's subtle movements at all.

He had secured one of the Tunjue's arms with the spatial blade. "If the enemy is attacking, he will show his weakness. Shura pondered and galloped up along the chains, as the spatial blade was used to hold the iron hook, he opened his arm and summoned another giant sword from the spirit space at random.

The Swallowers belong to the group of Jue beasts, although the bloodline among the Jue beasts is quite excellent, but after the possession of the black baby is expelled, the intelligence is still only among the beasts. So after being fixed on the iron hook, it was just an instinctive pull, wanting to pull out the iron hook and take it back.

However, Shura's spatial blade is a Horcrux, although it has lost the ability to transform space due to Linglong's coma, but its essential hardness and toughness are still extremely powerful, and it dares to go head-to-head with the majestic sweeping steel hook. Therefore, the Swallower could not pull out the iron hook in a short period of time, and the force of this pull alone could not damage the spatial blade.

Shura's eyes showed a fierce light, and after getting close, he exerted force under his feet, and the momentum of the impact gathered all his strength into the blade of the sword with the accumulation of his feet, and slashed towards the soft underbelly of the Swallower people from the bottom up.

Although the quality of the summoned giant sword is not as good as that of the Horcrux Space Blade, most of the swords of Wan Ling Tomb are spiritual weapons carefully selected by Shura in the Netherworld Treasure, and under the explosion of this full blow, although the destructive power is slightly weaker than the Space Blade, it is not as good as that.

Even if his intelligence was low, a fierce aura struck him closely, and he was immediately noticed by the Swallower people, and the body instinctively dodged after reacting. Shura has a lot of experience in actual combat, and this instinctive dodge is also expected, so he has room for the accuracy of his attacks, and he can fine-tune them in any direction of deviation, so that he can hit the enemy with maximum attack power.

At this moment, there was a sudden smoke around the Tunjue people, which was formed by the explosion of several wooden balls thrown by Qingtong when he was thrown away. Shura frowned, the smoke completely obstructing his vision.

The action of the Swallower dodging was completely hidden by the smoke, and Shura could not make an accurate judgment, but the sword had to be sent at this point, and he was not sure that this slash could only be bombarded by feeling.

The power of the sword blade cut through the smoke, and there was a crisp "clang", Shura felt a paralysis of his hands, the giant sword was thrown away, and blood was shocked from the mouth of the tiger in both hands holding the sword.

Shura didn't care about the severe pain in his hands, he quickly stepped back, and just after two steps, an iron pestle slammed out of the smoke and hit Shura's chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he immediately passed out.

One of the Swallowers' arms was an iron hook, and they were tightly clasped to the floor by the spatial blade, unable to move. After reacting, he used his other hand to block Shura's hard sword, and then poked out the iron pestle with his backhand and hit Shura. In the interval between the Tunjue people stretching out the iron pestle to attack Shura, Qingtong's small figure held a fire fist and blasted out, and the smoke was dispersed by the power of this punch, which hit the ribs of the Tunjue people. The power of the Fire Fist was enough to blast off the heads of ordinary jue beasts.

The power of Wan Jun spread along the fist from the soft underbelly of the Tunjue people, and spread throughout the steely bodies of the Swallowers. The Tunjue man staggered back a few steps, the iron pestle in his hand inserted into the ground behind him to support his body, and the other hand was fixed by the blade of space, and when he retreated, the chain was straightened as if it was pulled, and he still didn't fall, and finally stood firm again.

"Impossible!!" Qingtong exclaimed. He infused the full force of the Horcrux flames with a blow, and only a cloud of jet-black ash was struck at the soft underbelly of the Swallower.

The tuner swung his waist, and his big hand was like an iron tong, grabbing Qingtong who was about to escape backwards.

Qingtong was squeezed by a huge force, his throat was sweet, and blood spurted out. He glanced at Shura, who was lying not far away and whose life and death were uncertain, and his heart was filled with unwillingness: "Is it really too big a gap?...... No, no, if I could do it all over again, it wouldn't be so miserable. ”

Gradually, his consciousness began to blur.