"It's okay, I just calculated the heavenly opportunity, that kid doesn't have to worry about his life for the time being, don't worry about him."

After casually slapping to death the old woman with crane hair and the Vientiane Sect Master who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, Ning Haoyuan touched Jiang Ling'er's little head and said with a smile.

He had given Su Wuji's kid a lot of life-saving things, and he didn't believe that the so-called Kalachakra Jedi could stump him.

"The top priority is to rescue the elders of the Xuanjian Holy Land who are imprisoned in the Demon Tower." Ning Haoyuan said with a smile.

The Fu Demon Tower is the important place of the Vientiane Immortal Sect, in the mountains behind the Vientiane Immortal Sect.

There are many formations there, and the ultimate move just now didn't affect much.

"Yes, and the elders!"

After being reminded by the old ancestor like this, Jiang Ling'er instantly came to her senses, took Ning Haoyuan's hand and flew towards the Demon Tower.

"This is the Voldemort Tower? Sure enough, the aura is extraordinary......"

When he arrived at the back mountain, a glimmer of light flashed in Ning Hao's distant eyes. In front of him was a huge Nine Palaces Bagua Building.

Under his chaotic divine pupil that could see through all things, he could even see this array of extracting the leyline qi, and there was yin and yang black and white qi entwined in the center, forming the shape of Tai Chi.

The popularity of each array is faint, and it is obvious that there are many masters in ambush.

They are the guarding force here, and they are also the fish that slipped through the net in the battle of exterminating the sect just now.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the huge stone door of the Voldemort Tower slowly opened.

An old man in a merging period came out with a few middle-aged monks.

"Xuanjian Ancestor, we know that we are not your opponent, but we can control the formation in the Demon Tower, and instantly take the lives of those elders and true disciples of your Xuanjian Holy Land!"

The old man in the Xuanrobe stared at Ning Haoyuan with a gaze of intense hatred, and said viciously.

"You want to threaten me?" Ning Haoyuan seemed to be smiling.

"Think so, too."

The old man in the Xuanrobe nodded coldly, but in the next second, he changed his words and said: "But as long as you are willing to let go of the old man and the surviving colleagues of the Fu Demon Tower, I will guarantee that the people in your Xuanjian Holy Land are safe and sound!" How is this deal? ”

"Old Ancestor......" Jiang Ling'er looked at Ning Haoyuan a little helplessly.

Ning Haoyuan touched her head, signaling her to be calm, and then looked at the old man in the Xuan robe, and said with a smile: "It's a fair deal......

The old man in the Xuanrobe and the other masters in the Fu Demon Tower breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the life was saved.

But the next moment, Ning Haoyuan's words pulled them back to hell: "However, you are not qualified to make a deal with me!" ”

"Do it!"

As soon as he said this, the old man in the Xuanpao knew that today's things could not be good, and immediately ordered the masters in the Fu Demon Tower, who were still prepared, to destroy the Fu Mo Tower, and let the people in the Xuanjian Holy Land give them a burial!

"Heavenly Demon Obsessed with the Great Law!"

In an instant, streams of spiritual thoughts emanated from Ning Haoyuan's body, like a wild sea and angry waves, constantly impacting the sea of consciousness of the remnants of Vientiane who were delusional in the Demon Tower.

Zhihai is where the primordial spirit of people is located, and at this moment, when they were suddenly attacked, many people's brains went blank in an instant, and they stood in place, looking dazed and at a loss.

"You ......"

The old man in the Xuanrobe was shocked inexplicably, in order to prevent the strong people of the outer sect from peeping, the Demon Tower was covered with a large number of formations to isolate the spiritual sense, and it was difficult for even the spiritual consciousness of the Mahayana True Immortal to invade, let alone control others.

It can be said that the immortal consciousness of the immortals can play a certain role in isolation.

Now, these formations that isolated the spiritual sense, in front of the ancestor of the Xuanjian Holy Land in front of him, were like nothing, and they had no effect at all.

What kind of monster is he?

"Ancestor spare his life, Ancestor spare his life!"

Before the old man in the Xuan-robed robe could react, the middle-aged monks behind him had already started the begging mode for mercy.

And Ning Haoyuan plucked out his ears, didn't bother to take care of them, and directly threw them to Jiang Ling'er.

Jiang Ling'er will not have a trace of softness towards these remnants, and a few swords will be split into ashes.

Only the old man in the black robe was still a little tougher, and he died standing up.

……

"Good disciple Sun, you wait here, this ancestor will go down to save people." Ning Haoyuan instructed Jiang Ling'er.

"No, Ancestor, I'm going too." Jiang Linger said coquettishly.

"Nope."

Ning Haoyuan shook his head, there were a lot of cruel and bloody things in it, and he didn't want Jiang Ling'er to see it.

After all, she's just a child.

In this way, Ning Haoyuan entered the Fu Demon Tower alone.

Pitch black, dimly lit tunnels.

The oil lamps flickered and shimmered.

On both sides of the tunnel, there were portals blocked by iron fences, and a prisoner with unkempt hair and uncovered clothes, but with a fine light in his eyes, his eyes were like wolves.

"There are nine floors in the Demon Suppression Tower, the first three floors are all prison structures, and most of the people on the first floor are Qi cultivators, giving disciples a try...... The second layer is the foundation building monk, which can be regarded as the real introduction to cultivation...... As for the third layer, it is the monks of Yudan who are imprisoned......"

Sorting out the memories he had obtained from the masters in the Demon Tower, Ning Haoyuan did not stop and came to the second layer.

"After the fourth layer, I heard that the scene is infinitely vast, and the people who are imprisoned are also the primordial infants of all parties, and even the masters of the gods, and I heard that there are even great cultivators of the Tribulation, which is a training ground for elders and core true disciples......"

"But...... The ninth layer seems to be holding a terrible murderous thing, and the Vientiane True Monarch, who has been Mahayana back then, took advantage of this thing to be seriously injured, and united with several Mahayana colleagues to suppress this thing, I don't know what it is! ”

Only the sect master and the Great Elder could go down to the ninth layer, and these monks guarding the Demon Tower did not know the true face of the murderous creatures of the ninth layer.

However, in this way, Ning Haoyuan's interest was aroused.

In an instant, Ning Haoyuan had already come to the fifth layer, and there were already traces of Xuanjian disciples here.

The Xuanjian disciples were all based on the "Ten Steps Sword Song" that Ning Haoyuan had passed down to Su Wuji, and their breath was extremely easy to identify.

It's just that these disciples are all sluggish, their qi and blood have suffered a great loss, and it seems that they have suffered unimaginable abuse before, and even most of the source of life has been sucked away, and then thrown here to fend for themselves.

Seeing this situation, a cold light flashed in Ning Haoyuan's eyes.

It seems that it is still too cheap for them to directly destroy the Vientiane Immortal Sect before.

They should also be given a taste of the destruction of the sect and the abuse of others.

Soon, the Xuanjian disciples who were originally waiting to die in the depths of the dungeon, with the arrival of Ning Haoyuan, were all transferred to the surface one by one.

While they were still confused, they saw a young girl running over.

"You, are you Senior Sister Jiang?"

Zhao Feiyu, the senior brother of the Xuanjian Holy Land, barely cheered up, raised his head and looked at it, and was instantly stunned.

A sense of sadness followed.

"Senior Sister Jiang, have you also been arrested?"

Unexpectedly, the head of the family desperately sent her away, but he still couldn't let her escape the doom.

Thinking about the fate of such an innocent and lively little junior sister on weekdays after falling into the hands of the murderous Vientiane Sect, Zhao Feiyu even had a feeling of being like ashes.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what stupid thing are you talking about? You have been rescued. ”

Looking at the injuries on Zhao Feiyu's body, Jiang Linger felt distressed and funny.

"Huh?"

Zhao Feiyu raised his head, only to see that the sky was shining brightly, and it was no longer a moldy ceiling, and finally reacted.

Did you really get out of the Demon Tower?

At this time, more and more Xuanjian disciples and elders appeared out of thin air in the open space in the distance, and everyone looked at each other in amazement.

"Aren't we in the Voldet Tower?"

"yes, who saved us?"

"Senior Sister Jiang, is that Senior Sister Jiang?"

……