The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Bloodflame snorted tongues of fire and hissed.

And as the sword fell into the palm of a pale and slender hand, even the fireworks dissipated. In the dead silence that seemed to be audible as if a needle had fallen, only the gentle footsteps of people came to sound.

Click.

Click.

He didn't go fast.

But in an instant, he was in front of the obelisk.

The black-robed and white-haired swordsman never looked at anyone, and no one seemed to be able to put him in his eyes. The blood sword in his hand slashed diagonally, and opened a door to the tower.

On the other side of the door, there was a white light that overflowed.

He lifted his legs as if he were strolling, and his figure disappeared into the ripples of light.

Then, as if a valve had been opened, the voices erupted.

The people who had just lowered their heads and did not dare to speak showed their greedy eyes, staring at the open tower, their hearts burning and ready to move.

Yan Xiu glanced at the remaining two golden crows who were still stunned, and suddenly let out a long laugh, then raised his hand to greet his subordinates, and flashed into the tower.

"Sister Nanyin, do you see that white-haired guy just now, doesn't he look like the person you're looking for? He used a blood-red sword......

Le Sheng turned around and spoke, but saw that Nanyin's eyes were slightly red, and two lines of tears had fallen from his face at some point.

"It's him! I've finally found him!"

His long hair seemed to have become whiter, as if soaked in the wind and frost that could not be blown away.

The body is even more magnificent and upright, as if it can carry the heavens and the earth.

What have you experienced in the past ten years?

Little ......

Her mind was full of thoughts, and she couldn't help herself.

After a long time, I heard Le Sheng's voice as if coming from the sky, from far away to close: "Sister Nanyin, Sister Nanyin...... The man is far away, won't we catch up with him?"

She snapped back to her senses.

didn't say anything, didn't care about the Ai family and Le Sheng, and went to the obelisk.

Just after they entered, several evil cultivators of the Bliss Demon Palace also followed, and immediately everyone rushed in, and those who had a little confidence and ambition all went in to compete for a chance.

In just a moment, there were only a few monks left outside the obelisk who knew that their cultivation was insufficient and stayed where they were.

and two golden crows trembling all over.

They were trembling, but not entirely angry, but more afraid.

It wasn't exactly the white-haired swordsman who was scared, but ......

"It's over, it's over!"

"How can this be good? The emperor died at the hands of the Terran monks, and if the emperor knew about it, he would be furious! We are not effective in protection, and we will definitely not escape the responsibility of the crime, according to the ......clan rules."

"According to the clan rules, you must be burned by the Huangyan True Fire for 7749 days, and your soul will be burned to the ground, and you will not be able to be reborn!"

"It's not my fault! it's the Terran swordsman...... He cultivated to a high level, and suddenly attacked again...... That's the Golden Crow Emperor, how dare he? How dare he!"

"Idiot, is it useful to say this now? When the emperor is angry, how can he listen to you and me? For now, the only way to do this is to take down the human race that killed the emperor and bring it back to calm the emperor's anger!"

"If I can retrieve the core formation of the Floating City, perhaps, the emperor will spare my life......"

The two golden crows looked at each other in a panic, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and chased towards the obelisk with red eyes.

The interior of the obelisk.

Although the crowd entered through one entrance, they soon dispersed and took different routes.

This layer is a huge labyrinth.

White walls, white ground, white roof.

Nanming walked on a completely white corridor, and when he turned a corner, there was another white corridor.

Looking back, the two cloisters are exactly the same, and there is no difference between them.

From time to time, there will be some forks in the road, two, or three.

Ordinary people in this environment will quickly lose their sense of direction, and even if they use their divine senses to locate them, the scope is limited. The size of this labyrinth far exceeded the scope of the monk's divine sense.

But that's not a problem.

His divine consciousness was originally false......

With a slight sweep of the gaze, the situation of the entire maze can be seen.

In the center of the labyrinth, there is a room.

There is an escalator in the room, which rotates up to the next level of the tower.

And on the periphery of the labyrinth, many people walked around like headless flies, some releasing their divine senses, some taking out their compasses, some marking them, and some pulling up ropes......

But it's useless, because it's a labyrinth of activity, and the locations of the corridors and forks are constantly changing.

This kind of change is not disorganized, but follows a certain law.

Whoever can find the pattern first, and with a little luck, can get out of this maze and enter the second layer.

In the middle of the labyrinth, Nan Ming suddenly had some strange thoughts.

He had seen labyrinths 10,000 times more complicated than this, and some of them were even designed by himself, laying many obstacles, and then sitting in the deepest part of the labyrinth, waiting with anticrisy for others to deliver them to him.

And this time, he became the one who broke through the labyrinth, and the world is really impermanent.

The sight cast from the top of the tower, which he thought was hidden, was like a light in the night in his eyes, and he couldn't pay attention to it.

It was precisely because someone was watching him that he behaved normally, maintaining a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and went to the center of the maze to "explore......

Even if he slowed down, he was still countless times faster than the other blind people.

He found the room in the center of the labyrinth.

However, standing in front of this door that seemed to open with a push, Nanming did not stretch out his hand.

Behind this door, there is a portal as high as the door, and if he walks in, he will destroy public property again.

It seems that the designers of this maze did not want people to find an exit and enter the upper level. Or is that guy just stalling for time?

The place where the portal leads, naturally, cannot be inside the room.

This is clearly a trick......

He frowned.

Could it be that this is the end of your game?

Next, it seems that no matter what you do, someone will find out that something is wrong.

Especially with a guy up there staring at himself...... When he broke down the door just now, that gaze kept lingering on him.

I can feel a little confused.

For the time being, it should only be a suspicion, and it is in the observation period, not to the extent of being scared away......

One thought after another flashed through my mind.

Nan Ming stood in front of the door, his eyes closed, his sword in hand, like a petrified statue.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally someone broke in.

The young monk didn't expect anyone else here, so he seemed to be startled and put on a vigilant posture.

Then he took another serious look.

Black-robed, white-haired, bloody......

Isn't this the swordsman master who instantly killed the Golden Crow outside just now and forcibly opened the tower gate?

"Senior, excuse me. Farewell!"

The young monk's face turned pale, and he bowed and retreated. 2k reading web