Henghuang City Kutou Lane, a dilapidated wooden house.

Yuan Xiucheng, who was dressed in a crow-blue robe, sat at the wooden table, he stretched out one hand, and his slender fingers tapped on the wooden table, making a very rhythmic sound, while the other hand was holding a cup of tea, and he was drinking slowly with a leisurely expression.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the wooden table.

At that moment, black figures suddenly appeared, like ghosts around the wooden table.

Those figures were wrapped in thick darkness, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly, and even the figures themselves were a little shaky, flickering and dimming, as if what existed here was not the real body, but a projection from an unknown distance.

Yuan Xiucheng, who was sitting on the seat, squinted his eyes and looked at the figures, and he counted them carefully, a total of eight.

The ten halls of the Senluo Palace, except for the special existence who had always stayed out of the matter, were all present at this moment.

"You came to the humble house, but you made this humble room shine!" Yuan Xiucheng stood up at that time and said with an eager smile on his face.

But the eight figures didn't pay any attention to his meaning, and they did it one after another at that time.

There was silence in the wooden house, which made Yuan Xiucheng, who was smiling, a little embarrassed.

But he quickly recovered from this state, and he smiled, sat back, and said, "Now that you have arrived, let's begin." ”

As he spoke, Yuan Xiucheng clapped his hands suddenly, and a light suddenly lit up on the wooden wall behind him, and several lights and shadows were projected on it at that time.

Those black shadows all set their eyes on one of the lights and shadows at that time, those were the elites they found and sent into this demon suppression tower, and they were also the killer moves to seize the essence blood of the demon king.

And whoever chooses to do this will naturally have countless benefits for them.

Thinking of this, these high-ranking and powerful people who control the lifeblood of a state or even almost a country all have flames in their eyes, eagerly staring at the people who belong to their own faction.

Yuan Xiucheng was naturally no exception, he narrowed his eyes, looking at Xu Han in the projection of time, the light in his long narrow eyes flickered.

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After a flash of light, Xu Han found that the scenery in front of him had changed, and he had come to a dim place.

It was a gray place, the air was full of dust, and there was no light of day. There was a patch of yellow sand under his feet, but the surroundings were full of huge stones scattered all over the place, some with smooth lines that had obviously been cut by sharp weapons, and from time to time there were bursts of howls that looked like beasts but not beasts, like sorrows, and like roars.

Is this the Demon Suppression Tower?

Xu Han secretly said in his heart, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, the Demon Suppression Tower looked only ten zhang in size, and the people who entered the Demon Suppression Tower, counting those who joined the sword wielder, were three or four hundred, but at this moment, there was no figure around him, and there was no trace of the "tower" in the place where he was, but it was more like a barren desert somewhere.

Xu Han had a new understanding of this so-called Demon Suppression Tower in his heart.

But he couldn't imagine how powerful and powerful the party could establish such a world, let alone imagine how powerful the demon monarch who needed to be suppressed with such a thing was?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch his right arm, secretly thinking that maybe his understanding of his right arm was too shallow.

But this is clearly not a good time to delve into this.

Thinking about this, he was about to walk forward, after all, this is still the first layer, according to Nangong Jing, the more high-level the demonic power obtained, the purer it is, in the case that the demonic power that everyone can obtain is limited, it is obvious that going to the high-level to capture the demonic power is the most profitable way.

I don't know where Brother Yan and Ziyu fell, but these two people have always been alert, thinking that as long as they don't conflict with those people, they will be fine, and they should be able to obtain their satisfactory demon power and leave the Demon Suppression Tower.

According to Nangong Jing, the entrance to each layer of the Demon Suppression Tower is in the center of the upper layer, and usually speaking, the illusions there are the most concentrated, Xu Han has never seen illusions, but he can also hear that the biggest problem that plagues the monks should be how to pass through the center of this illusion to reach the next layer.

However, such worries were suppressed after Xu Han urged the sword intent in his body to hurry away.

Because he found something that puzzled him more than his previous worries - he was lost.

There is no sun in this world, and the whole world is shrouded in a misty atmosphere. He couldn't discern the direction, let alone where he was, and how to get to the so-called center, which became the biggest problem that troubled Xu Han.

Although there is no time limit for the time you can spend in the Demon Suppression Tower, as long as you are not detected by the formations in this tower, the demonic power you absorb exceeds the limit you can bear, theoretically speaking, you can stay here forever.

But in fact, this Demon Suppression Tower is desolate, there is nothing to eat, and the dry food that Xu Han brought is probably only enough for him for a few days, although with his physical strength and cultivation, he will not eat anything for a month, and it will not bring too much harm to his life, but long-term hunger will inevitably affect his combat strength, and it will bring some immeasurable variables to his follow-up plans. Besides, since he came to the Demon Suppression Tower, Xu Han naturally planned to obtain some origin demon power, and his goal must be the pure origin demon power possessed by the upper level phantom demons, and these were also destined to be the targets of many monks.

It must be known that as the number of layers of this phantom increases, the cultivation power of this phantom increases, and the origin demon power contained in the phantom demon's body becomes more and more powerful, but the number is reduced geometrically. For example, the number of low-level phantom demons in this first layer is probably in the number of 100,000, while the number of those in the top layer containing this demon king's essence and blood is only five fingers. Therefore, if there is too much delay at the bottom level, I am afraid that by the time Xu Han arrives there, those illusions will probably have been slaughtered by these monks.

But even if he understands these truths, Xu Han also has no good solution.

He could only run in one direction at a rapid pace, trying to find a margin, or if he was lucky, he could find the clue to the heartland. After all, those illusions were all generated by the demon power, and the fluctuation of the demonic power in the center must be much stronger than in ordinary places.

It's just that Xu Han ran with all his might for about half an hour, but he still found nothing. I haven't even met half of the phantom demon, and in the first layer of this demon tower, the existence of the demon should be extremely common, and I haven't seen one for so long, so the only explanation is that Xu Han is unfortunate not to be thrown to the very edge of this demon tower...

Thinking of this, Xu Han couldn't help but be a little depressed, he shook his head with a wry smile, but he didn't have too much self-pity, but at that time, he urged the sword intent in his body with all his strength, and hurried at full speed.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a man and a woman, and after Xu Han saw the appearance of the two of them, he couldn't help but look a little weird.

He muttered, "How is she?"