At the top of the tower, the ink-colored streamer detached from the picture scroll and landed on the ground, and the Zhushen scroll turned into a folding fan again and fell on Naihe's hand.

"Out of control?" The killing was actually out of control, and I met that person, no! I didn't have time to think about it, so I teleported directly to the area where the iron sword was.

Iron Sword's entire sword was almost wrapped in anger, and it was not far from getting out of control. And the people who sit cross-legged on the ground are a little strange.

This person looked at it carefully and had a conjecture in his heart.

Forget it, let's talk about it later, let's go and smoke that broken sword first.

However, the so-called pumping is really simple and rude. So the iron sword, the iron sword called the killing sword, was directly drawn to the top layer, and naturally sobered up.

The breath of the host!

Then he who followed was pounced on by the sudden transformation of the killing.

"But why don't you take me with you when you go to see the master?"

"What's so nice about a corpse with no soul and no divine will, and," he looked at this half-sized group and disgusted. "How did you become like this?"

The killer turned back into an iron sword, and was silent. 6

"Tut-tut, even if the broken kill is brought back to whole, the sword spirit will become a child. Interesting!"

Your expression doesn't look like funny, huh, dead woman.

Look at the master without me, stinky woman.

Take advantage of my master's absence and bully me, bad woman.

"Smack!" the overkill was whipped into a corner, and it was quiet. Sure enough, the bear child can't get used to it.

Thinking of the man on the tenth floor, he glanced at the killing, it seems that the broken sword was reforged, and the damage to the sword spirit was too great, not only did his strength decline, but his brain didn't seem to be very good.

However, the half-sized dumplings are much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Glancing at the people in the tower, in addition to that man, there are quite a few talented.

The killing dripping turned back.

Why don't you go down and take a look? Or do you want to bully that person?

"Don't go. ”

That little girl is in such a dangerous situation!!

"You're worried about you going, don't bother me. Where am I looking for the Demon Slayer Scroll?"

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Why are you looking for the Demon Slayer Scroll? You want to fall into the Devil?

Did you become stupid after recasting?

"Why did I fall into demons, what is the difference between me and demons now?"

......

That's right!

"How do I feel, the Demon Slayer is rolled up on that Ling Ruoxu on the tenth floor. "The Demon Slayer Scroll has been stored in the Mishen Tower since that incident 10,000 years ago, but I didn't expect it to be taken away.

I guess it recognized the man, too.

He glanced at the low-pressure iron sword and moved his body. The little broken sword that degenerated into a little broken child was really naïve.

Ling Ruoxu was not comfortable at the moment.

In the Five Continents cultivation system, the physical body is the true power that circulates in the mortal womb. When the true power spreads all over the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, it slowly gathers at the dantian and turns into a simulacrum. When the simulacrum is perfect, it can contain the natal divine martial arts.

Ling Ruoxu's talent is good, and he can cultivate his natal divine martial arts at a young age, which is the pride of the entire Ling family.

However, his fingers stirred in the air, and a trace of divine power secretly swung around Ling Ruoxu, and then quietly landed on a white scroll in his arms.

"The Demon Slayer is sleeping. "Open the Demon Slayer Scroll and let the little young god in, this path won't work.

But he thought about it and looked up at the top of his head.

Hellfire burned and crackled in the air. Occasionally, a trace of black flame swelled up, swallowing the surrounding flames, which seemed harmless, but it was the most terrifying.

Flipping with her bare hands, the folding fan disguised by the Zhushen scroll was put away, and the accompanying Shenwu Breaking Punishment had already been held in her hand. The whole body is bright red, and the faint purple light wanders on the fan surface.

A newborn deity who wants to eat.

If the killing is in a humanoid state, it must be drooling.

"Smack!" the sword was drawn again.

"The Demon Slayer is sleeping, and you can't get in. How about thinking about going to hellfire?" Killing looked at the woman who spoke softly to the god who had just been born and had gone the wrong way, and only knew how to smoke it.

Purple light shimmered.

I couldn't figure out what it was talking about.

"Hellfire, Hellfire can make you stronger. As for how to get stronger, I haven't been in it, I don't know. "It's not like she has nothing to do, why should she go in.

The purple light was faint, and it was clearly extinguished, as if he was hesitating.

Then put his fingers together and crossed the fan. The purple light was dragged out, and with a wave of his fingers, he flew into the hellfire involuntarily.

Sure enough, she is a ruthless woman.

"If you scold me again, I'll throw you out. That person still has quite a lot of followers in the mainland. Can't keep up with something tracking you. ”

After a pause, the woman who had the cruel heart in her mouth continued, "Or throw you into your last master's clan, what do you think?"

Hmph! Kill Tsundere slipped away. The top floor has its own territory.

If my sister were alive, I would be very happy, after all, my sister has always disliked it for being too rigid.

Pity......

Hook your lips and keep the bitterness down. However, the figure disappeared and appeared under the tower.

Sure enough, the interests are confusing. However, he hid his figure and walked in the crowd. People coming and going, busy.

Some of them are treating and comforting the injured who came out of the Mishen Tower, while others are scolding people, scolding them for not being angry and unmotivated, but they don't want to think about themselves. Some helped each other to leave, and some refused to leave, not giving up, and thinking crookedly.

The world is full of variety, and the world is cool.