The Lock Spirit Tower is the Spirit Tower that locks the world's Yin Spirits and resentful spirits.

Level 20 ghost on the first floor.

Level 30 Wraith on the second floor.

Level 40 Yin Spirit on the third floor.

Level 50 evil spirits on the fourth floor.

Level 70 Necromancy on the fifth floor.

Level 90 ghost on the sixth floor.

Level 100 undead on the seventh floor.

Level 150 evil spirits on the eighth floor.

Ninth floor: King of All Souls Level 200.

With each floor, the spirit's resentment deepened.

At the beginning of the online version, Feng Qi had cleared the customs with his friends, but he only reached the eighth floor.

Outside the Lock Spirit Tower, in addition to the group of people in Mo Bai Tsing Yi, there are also some people from other guilds.

"Look, that little girl, her clothes shine!" An exclamation was heard.

Countless people's eyes brushed over in unison.

Sure enough, the purple Hanfu skirt and those golden jewelry, the brilliance exuded all over the body was simply blinding everyone's 24k pure gold dog eyes.

"That dress is so familiar!"

"I recognize, isn't that Feng Qi's local tyrant's version of the purple fairy skirt?"

"I'll go! I heard that this set of clothes costs a few thousand, and the seventh master is really willing! ”

"Tut-tut, it's really a mine at home!"

Luo Luo Feichen laughed and said: "Little sister in Tsing Yi, you are really eye-catching everywhere!" ”

Qiao Qingyi said modestly: "I have won awards, after all, there are not many fairies who are so beautiful to me." ”

Falling Dust: "......"

Ke Xin'er smiled: "Tsing Yi costs a lot of money, right?"

Qiao Qingyi narrowed her eyes slightly.

Mo Cheng rubbed her head: "The dowry gift I sent." ”

Falling Dust: "......"

Ke Xin'er: "......" jealousy has changed my face beyond recognition.

"Tut-tut, I can't imagine that the famous X God is willing to spend money in the game!" The man's voice was wild and uninhibited.

Mo Cheng turned his head.

Qiao Qingyi looked over there.

In the crowd, a tall man in a golden robe and carrying three swords on his back walked slowly.

The eyebrows are sharp, the starry eyes are like ink, the facial features are angular, the red lips are slightly pursed and smiled, the ink hair is half draped and half bunched, the golden feather crown is lifelike, and the left ear wears a golden stud. He was dressed in a gold and white robe, embroidered with a golden dragon pattern, painted with auspicious clouds out of the dust, with a scimitar pinned to his waist and gilded black boots on his feet.

The gorgeous appearance of the stars holding the moon.

Mo Cheng stood with one hand behind his back, his eyes were condensed and indifferent, when he saw him, he didn't feel the strength of the man in front of him, he only looked up and down a few times, and then withdrew his gaze.

"This is the leader of the Dragon Yin Guild, Long Yu." Mo Cheng poured white hands around the shoulders of the Tsing Yi guest, and stood with the other hand behind his back, with a faint expression.

Joe snorted.

The Dragon Yin Guild, this is naturally a game guild that has just been established, and like the Ink and Wash Qingshan Guild, it is not famous for the time being.

But the Dragon Yin clan, as well as the captain Long Yu, are very famous.

The Dragon Yin Clan, like the Mofeng Clan, both became famous in the Heavenly Dao tournament held by the Heavenly Dao officially.

The captain of its dragon yin team, Long Yu, is officially recognized as the first swordsman, and is the first among swordsmen.

He makes a good sword. There are no less than 100 swords refined by it, the most famous being the Golden Feather Sword, the Qinghong Sword, and the most famous Dragon Yin Sword.

Long Yu's reputation is no less than that of God X, Star God, Yan Jin, Brother Long, Feng Qi and other great gods.

"I've long heard about the glorious deeds of God X and the Seventh Master, and I really want to come to see him, and today it's really a coincidence of fate, and I actually met outside the Lock Spirit Tower. Fortunately, I will be honored. "Long Yu is the same as the leader of the martial arts alliance in a TV series, his smile is not up to the bottom of his eyes, and his style is bright and upright, but it is reminiscent of a martial arts master.

Mo Cheng said lightly: "Fortunately." ”

Long Yu looked at the one-meter-four little Lori Tsing Yike, squinted and smiled: "Seventh Master, fortunately." ”

Qiao Qingyi frowned slightly, this person didn't smile at all when he laughed, and he didn't like to be a hypocrite. She glared: "Who is lucky to meet you?" ”

Long Yu choked, probably because he didn't expect her to give him face like this, and he had nothing to say for a while.

Mo Cheng said lightly: "Let's go in first, farewell." ”

After that, without waiting for Long Yu to speak, Mo Cheng took Qiao Qingyi and entered the Lock Spirit Pagoda first.

Ke Xin'er and Luo Luo Feichen looked at Long Yu, nodded and said hello, and then entered.

Long Yu slowly took a step forward, stood with his hands behind his back, couldn't help touching the scimitar on his waist, remembered the innocent and delicate face of little Lori, and couldn't help but chuckle.

When I was pestering Feng Qi, I really didn't expect that he was actually a woman, and he was still such a beautiful woman.

……

"You don't like dragon feathers?" Mo Cheng asked.

Qiao said lazily: "My sixth sense doesn't like him." ”

Mo Cheng nodded whitely: "I don't like him either." ”

"Why?" Qiao Qingyi raised her head and asked.

Mo Cheng turned his head, watched her raise her head, hooked his lips and chuckled: "He has a bit of a holiday with Ah Long." ”

"Aaron? Is it Brother Long? That dragon god of your team, the first assassin?"

"Yes." Mo Cheng thought about it for a while, and corrected: "It's from our team." ”

Qiao Qingyi sighed and stopped asking. I don't know what that "whatever" team means.

A gust of yin wind came from all directions, and there were points of light one after another in the dark space for no reason, adding a terrifying atmosphere to the dark environment.

Although Qiao Qingyi is claustrophobic, it will be uncomfortable in a dark and confined space. But because of the glowing anti-heaven magic weapons that Mo Cheng gave her, her whole person is a luminous body, and she is not so afraid of the dark space.

Mo Cheng was still worried that Qiao Qingyi was scared and wanted to hold her hand.

Unexpectedly, this little girl actually took the lead directly, and when she rushed up, she slapped her palm on the ground, and a circular dark black and red formation centered on her, exuding a dark red light.

"Ten thousand poisons return to the sect!" I saw her drink softly, and a black fog appeared all around, exuding a dark red light, coupled with the brilliance of the magic robe on her body, in the dark space, the two completely different temperaments of fairy qi and demon qi were fused into one.

The surroundings lit up slightly.

Because there are countless ghosts that have emerged from the dark space.

These are level 20 ghosts, there are three waves in total, and the last wave is the mini-boss on the first floor of the Locked Spirit Tower, the level 30 ghost king.

The dark red poisonous mist instantly attacked and damaged the group, destroying most of the ghosts.

Mo Cheng poured white and was not ambiguous, pulled the Tianlan sword out of the hilt, the streamer of the sword flashed, and the white-clothed swordsman disappeared in place in an instant, bursts of streamers flashed, and all the ghosts died under the Tianlan sword.

Mo Cheng stood in place, wearing a white robe fluttering, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

He glanced back at Qiao Qingyi, thinking that this light should not be enough.

When the time comes, I'll make some colorful streamer clothes for her feather form.

bulingbuling, so that in the dark of night, she would not be afraid.