Cheng Yang's beautiful lips were tightly pursed, and he suddenly felt that there was something desolate in this world, and he was in it, and he never saw through it.

The environment at this time was not suitable for nostalgia, and he did not have the courage to confirm that the person at the top of the tower was his dead eldest disciple, and it was the first time he felt so easy and happy to deceive himself.

Qi Scales was probably found again, and the sound of fighting was heard not far away, and the monsters that heard the wind rushed towards the southwest under the stargazing tower, and the roar broke through the sky, and there was a heavy tremor on the ground, and there was a lot of movement coming out of the ground, and the movement of earth and stones tumbling and falling was endless.

The movement became louder and louder, and even the spirituality on the tower began to search for the location of Qi Scale, and a cold and calm light searched back and forth, and when it shone on Cheng Yang's side several times, it swept by, it didn't seem to want those monsters to run here, and subconsciously guided all monsters to avoid.

But Cheng Yang couldn't hide without moving because the man avoided his location, and when the turmoil stopped again, he lifted his staff and moved in a southwestern direction.

The monsters on the tower also woke up at this time, they spread their huge bone wings, flashing their huge green eyes and brushed towards the monk who had already climbed the tower, but they seemed to be lazy, and had no intention of stopping this climb, the situation was indescribably strange.

Qi Liang changed his hand to a blood-red giant long sword, the long sword was bright, and the viscous liquid dripped down.

He had turned from the southwest to the stargazing tower, surrounded by a tide of monsters, but because the outer wall of the tower was the territory of the bone-winged monsters, they only dared to lock on to the daring intruder with two fierce eyes below, and all kinds of super ugly roars came and went. There are those who are bold, rushing up the stairs of the star tower in pursuit, and the agile ones have already fallen from the tower and smashed to the ground, triggering the looting of the hungry monsters below.

Even with such a big movement below, the top floor is still quiet as usual, and the ink-like darkness does not give outsiders the slightest sense of prying eyes.

Cheng Yang looked at the top of the tower with deep eyes.

After all, there is only one person in Qi Scale, since entering the moonlight, everyone is separated, he and six of the gods have fallen into the nest of poisonous beasts, three of them have been poisoned and fallen on the way to fight against the fierce beasts, he took the remaining gods and monks to cover each other all the way, but their group is extremely unlucky, several times they fell into the beast group, and the remaining three gods monks also fell for various reasons, drinking hatred and falling, and finally he was left alone to smear and move forward.

The seriously injured Qi Liang himself was also like a god of decay, almost fighting along the way, fortunately, the sword cultivation itself was a monster that became more and more courageous, dragging his scarred body, he opened a bloody road all the way like a god of war, but he never met other lost partners, he relied on his feelings, and took the lead in reaching the Condensing Mountain and touched the range of the stargazing tower.

It's just that he doesn't study runes deeply, and often steps on traps, so he has to jump around other people's land like a reckless man, but the figure on the tower doesn't seem to be very interested in him, and he lets him kill monsters like a sword in the domain, but he is not ready to shoot, and he has failed to rush the tower several times.

The man was only interested in the circles he was destroying on the ground, and once he struck the circles that looked like evil rituals, the monsters on the walls of the tower would attack him in droves and force him away from the circle.

When he really wants to get out, he can't get out, and if he wants to meet the other party, he seems to think that he is not qualified, and the person at the top of the tower wants to consume him.

Today was the third day he had entered here, and after non-stop fighting, overload, Qi Scale's body was getting weaker and weaker, and his spirit was a little difficult to concentrate, and he repeatedly exposed his hiding place because it was difficult to control his aura.

Fortunately, he had just sensed Cheng Yang's breath, and he was pleasantly surprised and couldn't help worrying that the other party was not trapped here like him. No, Cheng Yang has always had more life-saving means than him, and he is also better at hiding than him.

Moreover, since he found out that Cheng Yang was also in the Condensation Mountain, he noticed that the person on the tower was not calm at all, and the traces of his actions were not as careless as a few days ago.

That's a good thing.

However, the one who wanted to erase his location information in a cover-up manner, after he reacted, he desperately provoked the beast tide and led a wave of monsters to the tower, and took the initiative to expose the location for Cheng Yang to locate.

From a condescending vision, I really saw Cheng Yang's slender and upright figure in the spiritual realm. It's just that Cheng Yang looks thin and deep at this time, and his expression is less clean and dustless than in the past, and he feels a little gloomy.

The eyes of the two converged in the darkness of ghost crying and laughing, flesh and blood flying, a flash of light disappeared from Cheng Yang's feet, a teleportation, Cheng Yang flashed next to him, Qi Liang felt a warmth in his arms, a jade carved talisman fell into his arms, and the warm aura moistened the injuries on his body that had recovered from the non-stop fighting, painful and itchy.

Before he could speak, Cheng Yang stepped on his shoulder, didn't even say hello, and pointed his staff on the stargazing tower with a gloomy face, and the instantaneous magic circles lit up and disappeared one by one, flashing all the way, staring at the sudden heavy pressure and rushing up.

It's only one story from the top of the tower......

Qi Liang noticed that Cheng Yang was really in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask anything, and honestly slowly climbed up under the gaze of the bone-winged monster, as expected, he could only climb to the ninth floor, and he could no longer travel.

Naturally, those monsters with dirty bodies couldn't go up, and they were all swept away by invisible forces.

In the darkness, that cold spirituality suddenly changed, becoming strange and complicated, as if something was fighting.

Cheng Yang swung the plum blossom cane like a fierce blow and struck at the barrier of the last layer of the star tower, causing a terrifying turmoil, and the invisible air flow passed down from the tower, hitting the ground hard, and slamming all the sluggish monsters below into mud.

Qi Liang was implicated by Cheng Yang at this time, and the strong and sharp energy slashed at him, drawing a series of openings, and the bone-winged monsters on the tower wall panicked and fled from the shaking stargazing tower.

Cheng Yang avoided the first wave of attacks with a dark face, another absorption, the cold light at the tail of the staff flickered, and a thin-tipped and deep cold array knife pierced into the enchantment of the star tower, and the spirituality trembled violently and violently, as if it was pierced by something.

A shrill roar came from the top of the tower, and a cold attack followed, hitting Cheng Yang's staff, and the shattered chips of the star tower melted like ice and snow in the scream, turning into powder.

The re-refined robe on Cheng Yang's body also swelled because of this sound wave attack, and the cloth silk was spiritually lost, making a tearing sound. But at this time, the dark and invisible barrier also leaked a gap due to the impact of the sound waves, allowing Cheng Yang to take advantage of the void and tear open a hurricane's fierce opening.

Qi Liang was below, and when he saw Cheng Yang's face deformed by the impact of sound waves, he was going to attack and invade the top of the tower with all his might, this kind of self-destructive battle was not Cheng Yang's style at all.

Unless there's someone on the tower he cares about.

Who is it?