In the stone chamber below the fifth floor, there is a bronze coffin, this coffin is cyan throughout, and there are some obscure lines engraved on it, revealing a bit of ancient vicissitudes.

At this moment, the person in the coffin slowly sat up, revealing a handsome and handsome face.

I saw that there was a red lotus mark on the forehead of this face, and when he opened his eyes, the pupils were deep and cold. His eyes looked at Song Xing with a little surprise, and then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that after so many years, there would be humans entering the Lock Demon Tower." ”

He reached out and touched the blood on the bronze coffin, and muttered, "Yes, I need to absorb enough blood to nourish my body, otherwise, I will never wake up." ”

Song Xing stood on top of the Lock Demon Tower, overlooking the bottom, and muttered: "What a strong resentment and anger, you are not a demon, you can be suppressed under this Lock Demon Tower, what are you?" ”

Below, the man in the bronze coffin raised his head slightly, and smiled strangely: "Junior, I know that your strength is very extraordinary." However, now that you have entered this lock demon tower, you still can't change your ending. ”

Song Xing frowned, stared at the man, and felt a dangerous aura.

This man is not simple!

"If it hadn't been for your ancestor who attacked me, how would I be where I am today? Hum! It's only to blame you for being a disciple of Shushan! The man sneered.

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a dark cloud, and quickly swept in, enveloping the sky and covering the brilliance.

Song Xing raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

Before the words fell, Song Xing's body instantly turned into a streamer of light and rushed towards the dark clouds.

His body erupted with brilliant golden light, like a body cast of gold, blooming with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the heavens.

"Kill!" He let out a long howl.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Song Xing collided with this dark cloud, and every time they fought, an earth-shattering sound erupted, and the entire Lock Demon Tower shook violently. Bursts of fluctuations spread out, causing a storm to storm around the entire Lock Demon Tower.

"Hahaha, happy!"

Song Xing laughed, his body was extremely elegant, and every move and style contained majestic power.

The mysterious man was also very excited, laughing, his strength was extremely terrifying.

If he is allowed to get out of the Lock Demon Tower, he is afraid that it will be enough to slaughter Shushan single-handedly.

It's a pity that he ran into Song Xing.

Song Xing's body erupted with thousands of golden lights, like a nine-day galaxy hanging down. With a punch, a brilliant golden light spread out, submerging the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was punched and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shot backwards.

Song Xing's fist bloomed with a thousand golden lights, and he shot out a brilliant brilliance, like a comet cutting through the void, and chased after him.

The mysterious man hurriedly urged the talismans on his body, wanting to resist Song Xing's terrifying punch.

"Poof!"

These talismans were shattered by Song Xing's punch.

The mysterious man spurted blood again, and his body suffered heavy damage.

Song Xing's fist had already arrived, hitting the mysterious man's chest hard, making a muffled thunderous sound. Immediately after, the click of broken bones was heard.

Yes...... At this time, the man screamed miserably.

Song Xing didn't stop his movements, he grabbed the mysterious man's neck, lifted him into the air, and then slammed it to the ground.

Suddenly, the earth cracked, dust flew, and rubble flew!

"Say, Who are you? Why is it in the Lock Demon Tower? How does the breath on your body give me a familiar feeling? Song Xing asked as he attacked wildly.

The man was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he lost a lot of teeth, he gasped with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said, "Junior, do you dare to be disrespectful to this seat?" ”

"Hehe, you're going to die, and you dare to threaten me?" Song Xing snorted coldly and continued to beat the mysterious man.

The man's injuries became more and more serious, and finally he was dying, he lay on the ground, and shouted with all his strength: "You are looking for death, and when this seat recovers to cultivate, you will definitely be skinned and cramped, and your bones will be scattered!" ”

When Song Xing heard this, he felt inexplicably creepy in his heart, as if a sharp blade was suspended in his throat and would behead him at any time.

A strong murderous intent welled up in his heart.

His fist was even sharper, shattering the mysterious man's head little by little.

"Ah......h

As soon as his Yuan Ying broke away from his body, he was bombarded by Song Xing and disappeared directly, leaving only a mass of soul origin.

"Huh?" Song Xing's eyes suddenly lit up with a golden light.

It turned out that there was actually something sealed in the soul origin of this mysterious man.

It was a pitch-black bead, covered with strange patterns, as if it was some kind of charm, but it exuded a strange and eerie aura.

Song Xing observed carefully, feeling as if he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move forward. He had trouble breathing, and his heart was racing as if he was going to suffocate.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Song Xing scolded secretly and closed his eyes violently.

The power of this bead is too evil, as if it specializes in devouring other people's spirits, which is terrifying and very vicious.

But fortunately, his reaction was timely, otherwise it would have been a bit of a hassle.

Suddenly, an old and hoarse voice came out of Song Xing's mind.

The voice was full of greed, longing, and it was clear that he wanted to take advantage of the mysterious orb.

Song Xing opened his eyes, his eyes bloomed with brilliant brilliance, stared at the bead in his hand, and said, "What are you?" ”

"Hum—" The bead shuddered a little, and a trace of green flame actually came out of it.

The green flame burned brightly, unleashing a terrifying heat wave that made people's hearts palpitate, as if it could easily destroy everything.

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes, and he said, "Inside this bead, there is actually a wisp of life flame sealed?" ”

"Wow".

That wisp of green flame tried to burrow into Song Xing's eyebrows, along Song Xing's sea of knowledge, and into his soul.

In an instant, Song Xing only felt that a turquoise flame was burning in his body, which was extremely hot.

He immediately activated the True Yuan, and the power of qi and blood in his body rolled out, resisting the turquoise flames.

"Don't resist, I am the flame of life left over from ancient times, and the flame spirit born from heaven and earth. As long as you can refine me, you can gain eternal life. ”

"Eternal life?"

Song Xing sneered: "So what? ”

"I can give you endless power!"

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard this year! It's just a remnant thought, but it can still have endless power? Song Xing didn't believe it at all.

"I am a god of antiquity, who controls the means of eternal life. As long as you can sign a contract with me, I can give you an infinitely better life. You can even embark on the path of immortality, crisscross the universe, and get away with it. ”

"Immortal Road?"

Song Xing sneered, shook his head and said, "A villain who has been suppressed in the Lock Demon Tower is also embarrassed to talk about the Immortal Road. ”

(End of chapter)