Just in the depths of the mist, a towering minaret looms. Second Life had never seen a spire of this shape, grayish and white, rippling with ripples on the outside, and there were nine floors in it, each with a dark and bright entrance.

The closer you get to the spire, the more inexplicable fear rises in the heart of the second life. Gazing at the charming aura of water waves on the body of the tower, the second life seems to have an illusion of soul dislocation and separation from the body.

Just when he was so stiff that he could barely move a minute, a ray of light shot from the spire of the tower illuminated the misty space hundreds of feet beneath his feet.

At this moment, the second life seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and walked towards the spire step by step. Strange to say, with every step he took, the soles of his feet would break through and emerge a staircase.

The second life had no power to resist at this time, and could only numbly climb towards the spire step by step.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the contract in the depths of his soul: "Boy, you don't want to die, go back quickly."

The second life was like a thunderclap in his mind, and he regained consciousness.

He vigilantly retracted the third step he was about to step on, and was about to turn around, but found that the soles of his feet suddenly hung in the air, turning into a black swamp, and in the swamp were human heads and skeletons, and they opened their arms fiercely and grabbed at him together.

The second life thought it was an illusion, and jumped back the way he came, without dodging at all. But at this moment, several eerie white bones grabbed his feet and pierced into his consciousness very realistically.

Yes! The second life was shocked, and immediately raised his foot and kicked a few white bones, and he hurriedly stepped on the head of a skeleton and rushed into the air.

Rumble! The skeleton was trampled to pieces, and a strange flame erupted from its shattered bones, following him like a ghost.

Whining!

At this moment, the remaining dozen or so skeletons also opened their huge heads one after another, spewing ghostly flames in front of them.

What a terrifying flame!

The second life himself was also born in the flames, but when he faced this strange flame, he had no resistance.

Those strange flames don't have temperature, but they seem to burn souls.

The second life clearly felt that his consciousness was decomposing, and the speed of this decomposition was simply dozens of times stronger than the fog just now.

Emptiness!

The second life did not hesitate to urge the consciousness vein, and the consciousness body fell into the material vortex along the dark dimension under the control of emptiness, experienced the opposite mirror space, and finally returned to the reality dimension.

Second Life hurriedly opened his eyes, and with a touch of panic, he raised his head and glanced at the sky. It seems that he still has not recovered from the momentary horror just now.

When he came to his senses, he saw a circle of black mist floating in front of him.

The second life naturally remembers it, which is the hairball in the dark dimension.

It has no ontology in the real world, just an illusory cyclone. It kept spinning around the second life, and it seemed that it was a little unable to adapt to the strange world in front of it.

Second Life tried to touch the hairball with his fingers, but he could no longer feel the substance he had before, and his fingers seemed to be smeared on a cloud of mist.

But the strange suction of the hairball is still there, and it can clearly devour the emptiness of the second life.

The second life didn't dare to provoke this horrible creature again, and he waved his sleeve and retracted it into the void.

Fortunately, it was only interested in emptiness, and did not have the slightest effect on the ontology of the second life.

...

"Admiral Nangong is in Yucheng, it is the luck of Yucheng, how can there be any reason to be unhappy" Next to a huge golden chair, the city lord of Yucheng, Situ Qi bowed and bowed to the man sitting on the golden chair. Below, a dozen familiar faces also raised their glasses.

These people have all seen each other in the last battle with Yucheng, but the person sitting at the top is very unfamiliar. He has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is quite majestic. It's just that his eyes are extremely obscene, and the corners of his eyes sweep over the breasts of the beauties waiting around without any scruples.

"Okay, since that's the case, then let a few of your beautiful concubines serve General Ben for a few days" Sitting on the golden chair, the man suddenly hugged the two exposedly dressed and bewitching women in his arms, and in front of Situ Si, he unscrupulously teased his favorite concubine.

"Congratulations to the admiral to sleep" Situ was so angry that his eyes were almost spurting blood, but in order to use the strength of the Nangong family to fight against the Quartet clan, he had no choice but to endure it.

The strong man didn't pay any attention to Situ Yan's face, and walked towards the inner room of the palace with two beauties in his arms so swaggeringly.

Situ Xi and the other Yucheng generals kept staring at his back and disappeared before crushing the wine glass in their palms. Situ Qi roared viciously: "Nangong Qing, as long as you fall into the hands of my Situ Xu, I will let you survive and not die."

"City Lord, can he defeat the Quartet Clan alone?" The general of Yucheng, who had seen the strength of the Quartet Clan's battle array before, stared at Situ Shu with a puzzled expression.

"He's just an ace killer sent by the Nangong family to help us assassinate several leaders of the Quartet clan, as for breaking the city, naturally it's still our Yucheng and Situ clan soldiers who are the main battle" Situ Yu slightly restrained his momentum and turned around to explain.

"The Nangong family is too bullying, obviously it is an alliance with us, but it only sent a killer, but let our brothers charge into battle to bleed" There are Yucheng generals who are unhappy.

"Since you don't want to go, then stay" Just as the general had finished speaking, a cold voice came out of the inner room through the main hall.

Peng! Hearing this, the general immediately spurted blood from his mouth, and black blood flowed from both ears and eyes. The general's body shook several times, and he fell to the ground and died.

Sonic kill!

At this time, the old Xiao Tou, who was hiding in the shadows and watching, trembled inexplicably in his heart, he personally broke through the Nangong family's nirvana training room, and naturally knew that the sound wave was powerful.

Like this kind of sound transmission through objects, killing people in the invisible sonic wave killing level, at least above the hundred wave killing.