Lu Zheng dragged Mu Chongtian, a fanatical fan who didn't know whether it was true or not, upside down, and placed it in a corner hidden place on the third floor of the ancient tower, then clapped his palms and began to visit the tower as if nothing happened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A head popped out of the hilt of the Qi Bao Artesian Fire Sword, and Xingyan said: "Master, you are so ruthless, isn't this your first fan?

Lu Zheng said: "You actually know fans?"

Lu Zheng wondered if it was this angry bag that stole his memories at some point.

The angry bag, who didn't know that his master's persecution paranoia had already attacked, chuckled, tilted his head and said naturally: "Of course I know, fans, that's what you eat." If a cultivator is willing to become a eater and be eaten by you, that is true love for you. This guy who looks like a bear has true love for you, the master. ”

Angered by Bao's explanation, he almost asked Lu Zheng to vomit out the breakfast he had a few days ago.

Preliminary investigation, the third layer of the ancient tower is not so mysterious, and the stone steps that go up are clearly placed in front of you, and there is no mechanism to hide at all.

Lu Zheng opened the magic trick and looked at it, the stone steps were real, and it was not an illusion.

The angry bag was thrown onto the stone steps by Lu Zheng and bounced back unharmed.

Lu Zheng touched his chin and stepped out decisively with one foot.

But at this moment, Lu Zheng's right foot suddenly sank, like a thousand pounds.

Lu Zheng's figure was stunned, flashed, and almost fell to his knees.

"Bang!"

Unsuspectingly, in the next second, Lu Zheng was suddenly thrown to the top of the wall, and his back slammed into him. Before he could fight back, his body suddenly fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The strength of his face that was about to be shattered made Lu Zheng's ears roar.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zheng's figure was completely uncontrollable, as heavy as a thousand pounds, as light as a feather, up and down, hitting the top of the wall and hitting the ground, bumping back and forth, dizzy.

The gas bag was treated the same as him.

But the angry bag that had no righteousness had already flashed his body and hid in the Flowing Fire Sword.

"Bang!"

Another blow hit the top of the wall, Lu Zheng's back hurt, and finally spurted out a mouthful of splashing blood.

"Knock knock. ”

New footsteps were heard. There were more and more cultivators entering the third layer of the ancient pagoda, but the sudden and hellish cruel torture of Shura was getting more and more intense.

As more and more cultivators enter the third layer, the cultivators who bump up and down suddenly, a few somersaults in mid-air, it is inevitable that in the process of being forced to bump up and down, they will come face to face or back to back by the way, you hit me and I hit you.

"Ahh

The group of demons danced and screamed so badly that they couldn't bear to look at them directly.

"Bang!"

Another hard fall, Lu Zheng fell face down and fell to the ground with his limbs wide open.

Lu Zheng, who had never given up taking back the initiative in his body, suddenly found that he could move, although his body was so heavy that it seemed to be pressing a high mountain.

Unable to get up, Lu Zheng simply used his crawler, his hands and feet at the same time, his chin touched the ground, and he moved step by step to climb the stone steps leading to the fourth floor.

The cultivators who flew around in mid-air naturally noticed Lu Zheng's abnormality, and immediately felt hot in their hearts and wanted to follow suit.

But unfortunately, no one can escape the fate of flying and rushing without permission. Xu is time to fly is not enough, so except for Lu Zheng, these cultivators are still in the midst of ups and downs, light and heavy.

Lu Zheng had just climbed three small steps, and he was panting like a cow, sweating like rain, and the danzhu in his body was desperately spinning, and he felt like he was flying out of the dantian at any time and exploding.

Rao was like this, but Lu Zheng gritted his teeth and continued to crawl.

Under Lu Zheng's body, a long trail of blood was dragged out.

Finally, when another wave of cultivators got out of their uncontrollable state and joined the crawling team, one of Lu Zheng's palms finally pressed on the stone steps upward.

"Hoo ......"

"Bang bang bang. ”

The rapid gasp and the fierce heartbeat like thunder sounded in Lu Zheng's ears.

Lu Zheng's eyes were full of stars, and he felt that he would burp at any time because of the overload of crawling.

As if the last bit of strength had been expended, Lu Zheng had just pressed his other palm up the stone steps, and his head was tilted, and he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, Lu Zheng found himself lying in the middle of the space in the tower, and there was no one around.

Lu Zheng intuitively felt that he had come to the fourth floor of the ancient tower.

This time, Lu Zheng, who was greatly injured, still chose to visit the entire ancient tower as soon as possible.

This visit really made him stroll out of something.

On the wall in the corner of the ancient tower, two lines of handwriting are written diagonally.

"If you are destined, kneel down and call Master. After kowtowing 300 times, and after kowtowing to the point of bleeding, the teacher will point out a shortcut to the thirty-three-story ancient pagoda for you. ”

The inscription is "The Old Devil Leaves the Soul".

This soul-leaving old demon has left a strong mark in the legends of the Ancient Tower of Trials, and it is he who bravely entered the Ancient Tower when the deadline was approaching, and revealed some secrets of the Ancient Tower at the cost of bleeding to death by the cursed Seven Orifices.

It is not impossible for such a figure to claim that he has a shortcut. But is this really left by the old demon who has left the soul, and even if he left it, how much truth is the content?

The most important thing is that Lu Zheng has no intention of worshipping another master, let alone the habit of kneeling and kowtowing when he sees the handwriting.

Lu Zheng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, took out a bottle of Qi Replenishing and Blood Returning Pill, chewed it and swallowed it, and immediately, as soon as he stretched out his hand, lightning out of his sword, slashed the small piece of wall with handwriting engraved on the wall, and stomped his foot violently, flew into the air, and threw a few punches at the open space in front of the original handwriting.

The tower shook for a while, and the ground shattered with a "click", and a pitch-black stone box suddenly appeared.

Lu Zheng put the handwriting on the wall into the space for storage, and picked up the stone box in front of him with the tip of his sword, and saw a roll of parchment lying quietly in the box.

Lu Zheng quickly threw a multi-defense formation of anti-poison, smoke, anti-explosion and waterproof flow towards himself, and then reached out and took out the parchment roll and carefully unfolded it.

I saw that in the parchment scroll, the crooked handwriting came into view again.

"Apprentice, I don't think you must have kowtowed three hundred times. Because, with this mechanism I set up, even if you knock your head on the spot 3,000 times, the black box will not come out obediently, hahaha. ”

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched, just from between the lines, he could feel that this old demon called "Soul Leaver" was really cheating and bad.

Next, the evil soul-leaving old demon wrote: "I don't have a shortcut to the thirty-third floor, but I have a shortcut to the fifty-fifth floor. ”

Then the parchment was empty. (To be continued.) )