"Poof".

The tower spits out a black figure.

Zhuo Fan fixed his eyes, isn't it a criminal soldier?

This kid, his life is really hard, he can come out alive after entering this mysterious tower, which makes Zhuo Fan and Bai Luochen overjoyed.

The criminal soldier was also confused.

After coming back to his senses, he first glanced up at the mysterious tower, then looked back at Zhuo Fan Zhuo Fan and Bai Luochen, and after hesitating for a while, he still chose to walk back.

Zhuo Fan and Bai Luochen were very curious.

He asked, "Prisoner, what's in this tower?" ”

The criminal soldier thought for a while, and was just about to speak, when black silk threads instantly appeared in his mouth, sewing his mouth to death.

Zhuo Fan was taken aback.

"What the hell is going on?"

After his mouth was sewn to death, the criminal soldier didn't care about it, he directly put his finger into his mouth and broke it vigorously, and after tearing his lips hard, he just opened his mouth and only said the word "four".

The tongue clicked and fell directly to the ground.

"Ulu... Ulu..."

"Broken tongue?"

The criminal soldier had no choice but to use his own fingers to write the word "deficit" on the yellow sand.

The word has just been written.

Fingers twisted weirdly.

fell one by one in a broken shape, and Zhuo Fan was distressed to see it.

But the boy of the prisoner didn't care at all, as if the ground was not his hand, and glanced at the sky with his eyes.

"God?"

As soon as Zhuo Fan guessed the word "sky", the criminal's eyes instantly fell from his sockets to the ground.

"Four Red Heavens...?"

Looking at the criminal soldier again, he was already covered in sores, his skin was ulcerated and he died...

Zhuo Fan gasped!

"Why is this just a name, and such a terrible punishment?"

"It's so spooky..."

But fortunately, Zhuo Fan finally confirmed the guess in his heart.

He knew who his opponent was.

Case.

Zhuo Fan has nothing to fear.

Look at the sky, the night of the black hole, almost without seeing the five fingers, but Zhuo Fan's face was filled with incomparably excited color.

Choose the night to explore the mysterious tower.

You've come to the right place!

If you come during the day, the danger will increase at least tenfold for now.

Zhuo Fan decided to go into the tower to have a look.

Grabbed the criminal soldier who was shrunk into a mess of flesh on the ground and handed it to Bai Luochen beside him.

Zhuo Fan slowly walked towards the mysterious tower, and soon Zhuo Fan walked to the place where the guillotine altar was originally placed, and stopped here for a moment.

Bai Luochen's face was slightly surprised.

Because in Zhuo Fan's body, there was no body ulceration.

"Why is that?"

When he looked at Zhuo Fan's feet, he instantly understood.

Sand is problematic.

When a person walks, some white sandworms as evil as mycelium will appear, sucking human blood and corroding flesh.

After Zhuo Fan knew, he attached a trace of sun and heavenly fire to the soles of his two feet.

Those mycelium-like evil man-eating insects were instantly scorched into ashes when they encountered the power of fire.

Obviously, the flame is the nemesis of the bug.

Therefore, Zhuo Fan looks like he is walking on the ground.

But when I arrived at the decapitated altar, it was different, although the altar was taken away by the torturers, but the decapitated souls blocked Zhuo Fan's way here.

In front of Zhuo Fan, they worked together to open a super huge ghost head guillotine, as long as Zhuo Fan took another step forward, the guillotine would fall immediately, making Zhuo Fan's head fall to the ground.

But in front of Zhuo Fan's eyes.

But it was empty.

Nothing to see...

But Zhuo Fan felt a very strong murderous aura.

He didn't move on.

Instead, he opened the "insight" supernatural power and constantly observed the situation around him.

It's a pity that there is a mysterious power that suddenly appears and suppresses his probing, and there is still a bare sand in front of him, and nothing appears.

The more so,

Zhuo Fan felt that something was wrong.

On the fire cloud cloak behind him, the black and white yin and yang fish pattern instantly lit up.

The black and white swimming fish spun quickly.

A powerful suction force sucked the many severed ghosts in front of them who jointly supported the huge ghost head guillotine into the Tai Chi pattern, and were instantly refined by the black and white Tai Chi flames.

Available Spiritual Power: 1043

A severed ghost gives Zhuo Fan 10 spiritual power, and all of them add up to 200 spiritual power, the crisis just now is not small...

I was surprised that the Fire Cloud Cloak would become so powerful, especially against ghost-like monsters, and it could almost be killed instantly.

It seems that it is all thanks to the blessing of Yin and Yang, and the Huoyun Cloak has evolved into a Yin and Yang supernatural power, and refining ghosts is arrogant and unreasonable.

Group kill plus sec kill!

At the same time, it's a bit of a pity.

There are only two dozen of them.

Eliminating these ghosts hidden in the shadows, Zhuo Fan continued to walk forward.

Passing by rows of Jingguan skulls and countless evil sky lanterns, Zhuo Fan finally came to the front of the mysterious tower.

Finally, it's time to get in.

The Sun Heavenly Fire in Zhuo Fan's hand lit and pressed towards the mysterious tower.

The mysterious tower seemed to be very afraid of the sun and heavenly fire, and a door-like crack instantly opened on the mysterious tower, and a huge cyan translucent terrifying grimace appeared on it, with a bright red tongue several inches long, probing out from the tower.

Eerie voices.

Ringing in his ears.

"Tsk, you dare to provoke my god of death, you are so bold! Let me suck your soul and be a dayghost, and never be able to live forever..."

Zhuo Fan smiled coldly.

took out the Jin Huang Juque Sword, a golden light crossed, and the grimace "Gurgling" a few words, I don't know what nonsense I was talking about, and the whole huge grimace instantly cracked from the middle.

A stream of spiritual power flew into Zhuo Fan's eyebrows.

Available Spiritual Power: 1083

The grimace turned into a black door of light, flickering.

"Hmph, pretend!"

"If it were daytime, I might still be afraid of you, but it's night!"

"When you are at your weakest. ”

Zhuo Fan laughed and stepped directly into the mysterious tower.

After a burst of light and shade.

Zhuo Fan had already entered the interior of the mysterious tower, and at first glance.

Pupils shrank suddenly.

What did he see?

A huge soul-eating beast that looked like a pig was lying lazily on the ground with its big mouth open, its eyes closed, waiting for countless human souls to line up and jump into its mouth one by one.

Every time a human soul is eaten, a fart is released on his ass.

This fart is not ordinary.

It will transform into a translucent daytime ghost soldier, grinning and fierce.

Maybe it's because of the night, after swimming around, I immediately became sleepy again. Turned into a green ghost fire, floating in the space of the mysterious tower, densely packed with thousands, making people's scalps tingle.

Here, it's a huge factory that makes dayghosts.

And this pig-like monster is a special ghost-making machine.

Zhuo Fan launched the "insight" divine power and looked over.

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