Chapter Twenty-Three: The Lock Demon Tower

Li Changfeng's face was very ugly, and his face was already gloomy.

God's curse? What could be more absurd than that?!

Cheng Huang knew that his mood was difficult to calm down at the moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Although I said that it is impossible to solve, it does not mean that you cannot practice, everything in this world is mutually reinforcing, and you can always find a way!"

Li Changfeng took a deep breath to calm down, and said slightly apologetically: "I let you see the joke." ”

Cheng Huang shook his head very seriously: "I have seen all kinds of people in this world, but there are very few people as determined as you, if one day you can break through the sea and lead the tide, I believe that no matter how difficult it is, it will not stop you." ”

When Li Changfeng heard this, he knew that he was comforting himself, so he thanked him, but he didn't know that what Cheng Huang said was all heartfelt words.

"If it's a black dragon barrier under the gods, then what is the man in black?"

"This man in black is the black dragon, but in human form, the black dragon barrier is too treacherous, and its creator has no record, but the previous power of those near demons knows everything, the strongest thing about the black dragon barrier is that it can already give birth to spiritual intelligence, in other words, this is already a living creature with independent consciousness!"

Li Changfeng said strangely: "Didn't you say that this was a curse of the gods?

Cheng Huang sighed and said: "I said that this thing is too old, I also listened to my parents and elders, and what I met was only one of you, there is no way to verify, in short, you just need to know, it is lurking under your divine light, it has its own spiritual wisdom, its existence is to prevent you from breaking the sea and leading the tide, as for where it came from? How capable is it? I can't tell you clearly." ”

Li Changfeng nodded and said with a smile: "If there are not many people who have seen it, then maybe there is a way to crack it but I don't know, in short, thank you for telling me so much." ”

Chenghuang nodded and said with a smile: "Indeed, the layman thinks that the cultivation path after breaking the sea and leading the tide is a smooth way to step into the god level, but they don't know that breaking the god photo is only the beginning of the difficulty, this kind of person can't go far, like you can be called a person with great perseverance, but there is more hope, I began to hope to see how you can change after breaking the god photo." ”

Li Changfeng smiled and said: "This day will not be too far away, but I have something to ask for." ”

Cheng Huang was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Li Changfeng got up, looked at the 700,000 Qinghuang Mountain with the golden light on his back and said: "There is a place in this mountain where the Great Sealing Array is hidden, there is a defender there, I want to go to him to ask some questions, although I really want to step into the cultivation path, but I also want to know, where I came from and where I am going, he has the answer I want to know, so I want you to take me to him." ”

Chenghuang pondered for a moment and said, "This 700,000 mountains are too vast, even Nanshan Academy is just a green mountain, do you know where you are looking for the place?"

Li Changfeng pointed from afar and looked into the distance: "The land of the tiger is in the world, the gossip is manifest, where is the ancestor who can use the mountains and rivers as the plate and the trees as the son to build a great array of heaven and earth, you are a beast of heaven and earth, you should be able to easily feel that breath." ”

Cheng Huang nodded, and rolled up his sleeves with Li Changfeng to step on the wind.

A burst of yellow light loomed, and there was a yellow fox flying through the clouds in the sky, Li Changfeng sat on his back and looked into the distance, falling into deep thought.

Rakshasa Hall Flying Fox Valley

Wen Renlixue had been gone for too long, her desire for revenge had been shattered by the bursts of vertigo in her mind, this was a sign of dehydration, she hadn't drunk a drop of water in too long, this desert was too vast, she was exhausted.

She sat down in the sand with her legs limp, her hand shaking with the knife.

There is a black man-eating sand scorpion in the sand, the scorpion tail pokes out from the side of Wenren Lixue, and the scorpion hook has flashed green venom, Wenren Lixue holds up the spirit and lifts the red pill to cut down, the scorpion is divided into two, and the scorpion tail falls aside.

"I'm going to get out alive!" muttered to herself with chapped lips.

The wind in front of him stopped, the gravel also stopped, and a yellow light appeared in the sky.

Long time no see, don't come unharmed?

Wen Ren Lixue's pale face suddenly appeared red, she brushed the hair in front of her forehead, and quietly looked at the young man in the sky.

She could even see the familiar smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, so she couldn't help but walk forward, wanting to get closer to him, wanting to ask him how he was doing?

But the boy had a knife in his hand, no longer the fluttering knife, but a bone knife, a huge bone knife.

There are skulls on the hilt.

The dream shattered, the yellow sand stopped, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth disappeared, everything became dark and gloomy, Wen Ren Lixue raised his head and saw the huge figure, the dream eater holding a bone knife with a hook and sickle on its back, and a bloodthirsty cruel light erupted from its dark golden pupils.

Wenren Lixue clenched the knife in his hand, bowed his head and said to himself: "It's not good to pretend to be someone, but you have to pretend to be him." ”

The red pill was red in her hand, and when she heard it, Lixue's face was solemn, and then she jumped up.

The Dream Eater's blood basin opened wide, and with a roar, she raised her knife and slashed at it, her posture sturdy to avoid the blade.

The Dream Eater's sky-blue skin muscles swelled, and the blade changed to a sweep, and Wen Ren pressed his toes on the broad hilt, and her body jumped horizontally against the blade, and even the black ribbon on her waist touched the blade and was cut in two.

She is no longer the Wenren Lixue who can't even be familiar with the breathing and breathing of the "Divine Practice", the "Divine Practice" has a total of seven levels, and she has practiced to the third level without a trace.

A round of dawn suddenly appeared in the sky, and the claustrophobic and dark night was torn open, and there was a golden light sprinkled, but Wen Renli Xue was instinctively alert, and a little starlight fell on her shoulder, and immediately burned a hole, although it was a spark, but there was a fire potential.

Because of this pain and distraction, Wen Ren Lixue was hit by a bone knife, and the sound of bone cracking could be heard, and her body was like a cannonball smashed into the dirt, a piece of dust.

"Humble human beings, even a small Tibetan Spirit Realm dares to come to lock the Demon Tower? If I hadn't been sealed, I would have cramped you!"

Wenren Lixue didn't respond, she was not good at bickering, she was with Li Changfeng, and the same was true for the Dream Eater at this time, but she was more reluctant at this time, she came to lock the Demon Tower to kill the Dream Eater and seize the hook and sickle, not to fight for the mouth.

The starlight fell, and the Dream Eater strode forward with a bone knife, like a messenger of the Nine Shadows.

Suddenly, a green light loomed in the dust, and the wire hook shot out and pointed directly at the Dream Eater's eyes.

The Dream Eater's bloody mouth opened and roared, and in an instant, Wen Ren Lixue had already arrived in front of it, and its vertical pupils could even see the red pill in the other party's hand.

A small red dagger, no, another green sword.

The body of the smeller flips in the air, full of strength and weak beauty.

It's a pity that the Dream Eater won't appreciate it, it just thinks that no one has come in this lock demon tower for many years, and now a delicate little girl comes in, and she must dig out the dark side of her life, and then torture her, and then eat her, so that the little girl with fine skin and tender meat must be delicious and delicious.

Wenren Lixue not only has a red pill in his hand, but also a green long sword, which is as thin as a cicada's wings but tough as a green bamboo, and it is a pothos.

Everyone in the world knows that Blood Jasmine Sun Luosheng has two knives, a red pill and a green pothos.

Now these two knives are in the hands of Wenren Lixue.

A green ray sliced through the Dream Eater's back, stabbed through its spine and protruding from the front of its throat, the Dream Eater's mouth remained open and roared, its eyes still sane, but it had no strength to struggle, and then the green mang cut its head in half.

The black brocade robe on Wenren Lixue's body had not been washed for many days, and she didn't even have a chance to close her eyes slightly, so how could she wash and cook like the woman next door? Fortunately, the clothes were black, and although there were a lot of blood stains, they weren't so ugly, and she comforted herself in her heart.

Red Pill inserted the twin bone spurs in the Dream Eater's back, then slit open the skin bones to find the iron hook sickle that was worn in the lute bone.

These Dream Eaters were all bred in captivity by their ancestors and trapped in the Lock Demon Tower, but even so, this Lock Demon Tower did not kill their killing hearts.

Because the Lock Demon Tower is not a tower.

Just like Nanshan Academy is not just a academy, the Lock Demon Tower has its own survival rules, strictly speaking, it is a city of illusions.

There will still be high and low factions inside, killing between different beasts is also the norm, the law of natural selection is the same everywhere, the dream eater beast wants to survive in the lock demon tower, even the corpses of their companions have to be eaten, not to mention the intruders?

Cut the muscles of the back, there is green blood flowing down and infiltrating the earth, Wen Ren Lixue found the iron hook that pierced the pipa bone, and the copper and iron seal inscription 'Jing Wuhua' three big cursive characters, this is not engraved by the knife, but refers to the force.

Jing Wuhua is the twenty-eighth head of the Rakshasa Palace, and he disappeared with the wind a few years ago.

A Rakshasa temple is good at hiding the head, if he doesn't want to be discovered by others, then no one can find him.

The Dream Eater's bones were too tough, Wen Ren Lixue dismembered the pothos from his waist, this sword was as thin as a cicada's wings and was a sharp blade, and she had been wrapped around her waist, she took a deep breath and tried her last bit of strength, the blade and the hook and sickle burst out of a cloud of sparks, the Dream Eater's bones were split out, and she got the second hook and sickle.

At this time, she breathed a sigh of relief, only then did she remember her right arm, raised her hand to see that the blood was dripping down the black sleeve, so she tore open the cloth and wrapped the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding, but because of the excessive blood flow, her body was numb, so she turned her head to look, and finally resisted the urge to swallow the green blood of the dream eater, unscrewed the blood from her black robe and licked it herself.

The sun turns into a moon wheel, emitting a misty holy light, quiet and quiet.

Wen Ren Lixue lay on his back, his lips were bright red, it was his own blood.

When a person is about to die, he does not care whether he drinks his own blood or the blood of others.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep..." Wenren Lixue looked at the night sky, the smile on the corner of his mouth rippled slightly, and the young man told her that looking at the moon in the starry sky at night, he could see that there were sheep in it, and he could fall asleep by counting.