"Whew!" Heavy gasps!

The giant rudder beast with the size of a small mountain pulled the huge vehicle, pulling the cart after cart of psionic crystals to the bottom of the Demon Cloud Divine Tower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With full arrogance, the disciples of the Demon Cloud Sect lined up loosely around, unhurriedly moving boxes of spars from the cart and filling them into the Demon Cloud Divine Tower.

The Demon Cloud Divine Tower, similar to a kind of arrow tower, is engraved with strange formation runes all over, and there is a space with a large capacity inside, which can contain crystals.

And as a large number of spars were filled in, the runes on the Demon Cloud God Pagoda suddenly lit up, and a dazzling light erupted from the hundred-meter-high spire, and circles of mist-like mist fell from the sky like a circle of light, rippling around.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of splashing water continued to sound, and countless tiny thunderbolts exploded in the clouds, and the purple light emitted by the explosion infected the color of the surrounding area.

However, in just seven days, tens of thousands of Demon Cloud God Towers have been built in the entire Luoyun Mountain, within a hundred miles, and this number is still increasing.

With the construction of the Demon Cloud Divine Tower, a terrifying defense line was established, like a behemoth occupying the center of the ancient relics, countless tentacles were emitting thunder light to advance to the periphery, the limit of this distance, the Demon Cloud Sect defined him as 400 miles.

"A group of ants-like goods dare to covet the things of my Demon Cloud Sect, they are really impatient!" A personal disciple of the Demon Cloud Sect leaned lazily against the side of the Demon Cloud Divine Tower, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a thick sneer.

"Hurry up, a few days before sunset, and then roll out 50 miles!" The Demon Cloud Sect squad he had here was at the outskirts of the defensive line.

Rumble!

A dull explosion suddenly sounded, and a turbulent river not far away suddenly set off waves dozens of feet high, and countless white knife qi slashed in their direction with a chill.

The faces of the dozens of Demon Cloud Sect disciples remained unchanged, but their eyes were slightly raised to look at the sky.

The massive amount of spiritual energy spars in the Demon Cloud Divine Pagoda are rapidly dissolving, and the spiritual energy consumed by one breath is enough to bankrupt a casual cultivator, even those small sects, will also suffer from it.

A Demon Cloud Divine Pagoda is a gold-swallowing behemoth, and the consumption of tens of thousands of Demon Cloud Divine Towers at every moment is a terrifying number, and this number will definitely make Qin Hao covet.

The heritage of the Shangsanpin sect can be seen.

Boom!

A dazzling purple light shot out from the spire, and the white mist along the way was washed away, and the sword qi in the sky melted in an instant, and the waves flew back upside down, blasting a large crater on the surface of the river.

Then, purple lightning shot up into the sky, as if guided by some kind of guidance, and suddenly smashed down towards a point in the distance.

Dozens of men turned pale, and before they had time to dodge, they were struck by the thunder, and their bodies were scorched into charred soot.

"The Demon Cloud Divine Tower, as rumored... This blow is probably as lethal as a fifth-order primary all-out blow. A middle-aged man in a short linen robe said with a frown.

"However, the rafter master is vainly trying to rely on these tens of thousands of Demon Cloud Divine Towers to stop us and the others, which is even more wishful thinking." A red-robed man next to him said with a sneer. "There are 241 sects of large and small sects, hundreds of thousands of scattered cultivators near and far, even if you grind it slowly, you can grind it in."

"Let's go, it's time to go and meet this scattered sand." A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the red-robed man followed.

As the two of them moved, in the woods around them, more than a dozen men in dark brown robes silently followed from the shadows, silently and quite disciplined as they went, not like ordinary sects.

"Are you sure, sir?" The red-robed man asked in a low voice.

"If it is usual, it is naturally impossible, but in the face of absolute interests, it is possible, not to mention, the rafter master has too much appetite, and he wants to swallow the entire ruins alone, which is the anger of the public... The middle-aged man spoke, and his tone suddenly became cold and cold: "This is the way to take death!" ”

"What the adults are saying is that they are all people who have no king's law, and it is not a pity to die!"

Nara Shikamaru slowly walked out of the darkness, and then, looking thoughtfully at the group that had just left, his eyes flashed, and he followed quietly with a slight touch of his feet.

The sunlight fell on him through the dappled leaves, but only a thin black shadow could be seen, and the light seemed to be distorted and swallowed up as it approached him.

His whole body was like a monster covered with a layer of shadows, and when he looked at his feet, he couldn't see his shadow at all, and it was weird and gloomy.

。。。。。。

"This is it." Fluttershy glanced around, gently pushing open the broken stone door.

This place is desolate, full of broken stones, and when the wind blows, the smoke and dust of the place are blowing in the face, and it seems that it is a place that few people visit.

"Brother Du, why did you come to such a place?" Luo Xiaoxin frowned, a hint of bad things suddenly flashed in his heart, and he was about to open his mouth, but Lan Xiaodie had already pushed the door in.

He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed.

The room was so dark that he didn't see Fluttershy.

"Sister Fluttershy?"

Luo Xiaoxin shouted in a low voice, no one answered, Luo Xiaoxin's confidence sank, immediately drew his sword, and shouted in a low voice: "Sister Xiaodie, are you there?" ”

Quiet!

In the dark, Luo Xiaoxin's face suddenly lost blood, he turned his head sharply, and looked back, the stone door was still open, but the light outside seemed to be blocked by a force, and it couldn't shine inside.

At this moment, the most rational thing to do is to quit first.

However, Luo Xiaoxin gritted his teeth fiercely, the long sword was erected in front of his chest, and his feet moved inch by inch inwards by feeling, and at the same time, a pair of ears were tightly erected.

Bang dang!

The stone door behind him suddenly closed automatically.

Luo Xiaoxin's body stiffened, and a faint light appeared in front of him, which was a candle lamp.

The first thing that caught Luo Xiaoxin's vision was a hand holding a candle lamp, followed by the face of a strange man, looking at him with a pair of extremely cold eyes.

Just a glance, Luo Xiaoxin's heart twitched fiercely, and that feeling was like being stared at by a giant python, the hairs all over his body exploded, and his scalp was numb.

"Sister Fluttershy." Luo Xiaoxin exclaimed, but he didn't dare to act rashly, because Lan Xiaodie fell into the other party's arms, and the other party's other hand was stuck in Lan Xiaodie's throat, and a thin blood mark appeared on her neck.

"Luo Xiaoxin, right?"

The cold voice came into Luo Xiaoxin's ears, and he shuddered all over, and immediately understood that he and Lan Xiaodie were afraid that they had fallen into a trap.

"This letter was not written by Brother Du, it was you who brought us over, who are you? What do you want? Luo Xiaoxin asked nervously.