With a feeling of trepidation, Wang Wujiu stepped on the stairs to the top of the Lock Demon Tower.

At the dantian in the abdomen, the purple flame of the stars was burning, and the spirit monkey law phase sat upright in it, faintly releasing infinite coercion.

In fact, there is another reason why Wang Wujiu chose to come to the seventh floor of the Lock Demon Tower: Brother Sun.

Since entering the Lock Demon Tower, Brother Sun's law appearance has not been abnormal, and before the toad died, he said that the mysterious eighth-level demon wanted to see him, and the law appearance obviously throbbed slightly.

With the increase in the number of layers of the Lock Demon Tower, even Wang Wujiu faintly felt the restless mind of the big demon with his supernatural powers. And Brother Sun's heart is more and more obvious throbbing and struggling, Rao has not been strict, and Wang Wujiu can also sense seven or eight points.

The dark iron gate slowly opened, and the scene presented in front of him was not the eerie hell of black mist and demonic energy in the imagination, but a white mist and nothingness.

There seems to be no heaven, no earth, and no other object to refer to.

Wang Wujiu thought for a moment and stepped into the void.

What was amazing was that even though Wang Wujiu didn't use any True Qi to protect his body, he was still suspended in mid-air.

It seems that his feet are entangled in a piece of soft cotton, with nothing to rely on, and no direction.

The dark iron gate behind him slowly closed, and it was hidden in the clouds, making him lose his way out.

What about the eighth-level demon?

Wang Wujiu urged the leaping rock supernatural power, wanting to jump out of this side of nothingness.

But the true qi escaped, and when I saw these white clouds, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, never to return.

Fortunately, Wang Wujiu's physical strength was strong, beyond the reach of ordinary monks, so he simply stopped using the true qi in his body, and only relied on the strength of his body to move slowly in the void.

A few hours had passed, and Wang Wujiu still hadn't seen any objects, let alone the eighth-level demon.

Is there a boundary here?

Every step of the boy was difficult, but he estimated that even if it was the sixth layer, it would be time to reach the border.

……

On the high platform of the Wind Plaza, with the last black dot on the bronze mirror disappearing, the second round of assessment of the Wind Conference is completely over.

Cui Rushan stared at the picture displayed by the bronze mirror, and his brows were furrowed.

He hoped that at some point, black dots would appear on the bronze mirror again.

"Uncle Shi," Tang Yiyao saw what Cui Rushan was thinking, and also sighed secretly, and comforted: "That kid may really be an ancient genius, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant, and he dares to go up to the fifth layer of the Lock Demon Tower." We have done everything we should have done, and Uncle Shi doesn't have to be too sad. ”

Cui Rushan nodded and didn't say anything.

Maybe the truth is really as Tang Yiyao said, the generation of geniuses he fancied died tragically at the hands of a certain big demon in the Lock Demon Tower.

But he always felt that Wang Wujiu was not the kind of person who didn't know how to advance and retreat.

Two days and two nights have passed, and Rao is Cui Rushan can't think of any other result besides death.

"Are there any good seedlings this year?" Cui Rushan asked.

"There is a warrior named Luo Bin, who is yellow talented, but he has persevered on the third floor of the Lock Demon Tower for three hours, ranking first on the Wind List."

Tang Yiyao looked at the mortals in the audience who were resting and recovering their spirits with appreciative eyes.

The experience of the Lock Demon Tower made these mortals toss enough.

"The Luo family?" Cui Rushan thought of the first day of the Sword Sect.

"Anything else?"

"There is also a guy from Changshan, Jizhou, whose qualifications are orange and red, but his performance in the Lock Demon Tower is not satisfactory, but he returned to the first floor after staying on the second floor of the tower for two hours, and his points are also among the top five."

"Orange-red qualifications?" Cui Rushan was a little surprised, mortals with qualifications above orange are often difficult to come up with one in several sessions, last year there was a Luoye Mountain, and this year I didn't expect another one.

Cui Rushan nodded, glanced at Han Teng who Tang Yiyao pointed out to him, and said some polite words such as being bothered in Baiyun Peak for a long time, so he had no intention of staying at the outer door, and the Burning Sun Sword flew out behind him, and he said goodbye.

……

The seventh floor of the Lock Demon Tower,

A young man in coarse linen was trudging through the void, his head already had many fine beads of sweat, and his expression was anxious.

Wang Wujiu didn't know how long he had been walking in this space, he knew that this must be the space formation used by the top layer of the Lock Demon Tower to trap the eighth-level demon, but he didn't know anything about the way of formation, so he could only be in a hurry at the moment.

"Wang Wujiu!"

Suddenly, a flood bell came from the void, and when I listened carefully, the voice like thunder was actually calling his name.

"Wang Wujiu! You are a monkey, how dare you deceive your heart and take the throne of the Jade Emperor God? ”

"He has practiced since he was a child, and he has endured 1,750 eons of suffering. Each eon, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. How many years should he have before he can enjoy this infinite path? How can you, a brute who was a man in the first life, say such a big thing! Not the son of man! Not the son of man! Folded your life calculation! Take refuge as soon as possible, don't talk nonsense! But I am afraid that I will be poisoned, and my life will be lost in an instant, but it is a pity that you are the true face! ”

After the voice was finished, the young man had already guessed the owner of the voice.

It's just that what he said is really confusing, although he is a half-demon body, how can he not be a monkey into a spirit, how can he talk about taking the throne of the Jade Emperor?

Wang Wujiu quietly listened to the big demon going crazy, compared to the previous nothingness and emptiness, his voice was much kinder in Wang Wujiu's ears.

"Today, the deity makes a bet with you, if you have the ability, a somersault out of my right palm, you win, and you don't have to use the sword to fight hard, please ask the Jade Emperor to live in the west, and let you the heavenly palace; If you can't use your palms, you will still be a demon in the lower realm, and you will cultivate for a few more eons, but you will quarrel. ”

The clouds around Wang Wujiu condensed into the shape of five fingers.

After the big demon shouted angrily, his mood suddenly declined, and the role he took on was no longer a certain Venerable who was high up before, but seemed to have become a demon clan.

"Hate. I hate the Western Buddhist Court, I hate the Eastern Court, the laws set by heaven and earth, why should I sacrifice the flesh and blood of my entire demon clan. ”

"Do you know what kind of suffering my demon clan has suffered? What kind of deception is there? "

"Great Sage, our Great Sage, where have you been? Is the war against heaven lost? Why haven't you come to the rescue of your brothers and compatriots? ”

The fog in front of me suddenly dissipated, and everything around me turned from illusory to reality.

It turned out that he had been walking on the ground all along, but he was constantly turning back and forth in the tower with a radius of less than ten meters, and Wang Wujiu saw that the ground poured by muddy water was full of footprints that he had stepped on.

Wang Wujiu finally saw the owner of the voice clearly: it was actually a monkey demon with the same appearance as a human!