After Mu Youluo and they entered the tower, the mechanism in the tower began to run rapidly, shooting arrows from the front and back of the tower, left and right, Mu Youluo and Chun'er dodged left and right, and used spiritual power to block all these arrows, these arrows finally stopped, and the dense red thin lines began to fly towards them again.

These red lines seem to have life, even if Mu Youluo and Chun'er use spiritual power to attack and cut them all, they can also stick together again and continue to attack, and some of them are not re-glued together, they actually form a line of their own, slowly grow by themselves, and then attack with other lines.

"Miss, what the hell is this? Why do you fight more and more? Can't be killed at all? ”

"This is the red milk line, these lines seem to have life, but in fact they are just ordinary threads, but someone has applied spiritual magic to them, so that they can detect the temperature of the human body, as long as someone enters, it will attack directly."

"Huh? So what do we do? If we continue like this, we will die of exhaustion if we don't get killed by them. ”

Chun'er's words, Mu Youluo also agreed, but now there is really no way to solve these lines.

The temperature of their bodies is not something they can control, as long as their bodies are still hot, then these lines will keep attacking.

While resisting the attacks of these lines, Mu Youluo looked up at a large bell hanging in the middle, and then, she cut off the chain hanging with the bell with spiritual power.

"Chun'er, enter this big bell."

Chun'er also saw the falling bell at this time, and after she repelled the red lines around her, she quickly dodged under the bell.

"Miss, come in." She used her spiritual power to slow down the speed at which the bell was falling, so that Mu Youluo could enter the bell when it had completely fallen.

Mu Youluo quickly entered the big bell, and soon, the big bell hit the ground, covering the two of them inside.

The moment the bell hit the ground, the door of the tower was pushed open by the man with the silver mask, and he couldn't help but squint when he saw the dazzling array of arrows and thin red lines floating in the air in the tower.

As soon as he took a step forward, those red lines also found him, and they flew towards him quickly, he quickly released his spiritual power, hitting these red lines, but found that these red lines had no life, they couldn't die, and even if they were broken into several pieces, they could be reintegrated, and even gradually grow on one section, and then attack him again.

As the dense lines flew towards him, he also knew that this place was not suitable for a long time, but he was worried that someone had mixed into the tower and destroyed the structure in the tower, and if he accidentally destroyed the tower, that thing would not be able to absorb the power, so there would be no way to get out.

Thinking of this, he quickened the movements in his hands, and also accelerated the release of spiritual power, and while repelling the red line, he walked towards the stairs next to him, and he wanted to take the opportunity to go up to the second floor.

When he reached the staircase on the second floor, the red lines actually retreated, and he shook his body, then turned to look at the door on the second floor.

He looked at the door a little strangely, it didn't look like someone had opened it, but just in case, he reached out and pushed the door open and walked in, and as soon as he entered, the door behind him closed automatically.

Glancing at the inside of the second floor, he frowned, no one had been here at all, just as he turned around and wanted to go out from the second floor, he found that the door could not be opened at all, it was locked.

It released its spiritual power and hit the door, but the door did not move, not even the slightest scratch.

At this moment, he noticed a sound behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that there were several fireballs floating in the air, and these fireballs flew towards him quickly, and he didn't have time to react, and one of them burned his robe.

The fire burned up his robe, and he took off his cloak and slapped his burned robe, but the fire showed no sign of being extinguished.

After thinking about it, he could only take off his clothes and get naked.

After glancing at it, the fireballs around him were still flying towards him, and he could only hit them naked with them.

A naked man sparred against several basketball-sized fireballs is amusing to think about it.

It's a pity that Mu Youluo and the others are still on the first floor, and they didn't see this picture.

After the silver-masked man repelled the fireballs, he could barely catch his breath and turned his head to look at his clothes that had been burned to ashes, his face turned pale.

People like them who often go on missions rarely bring clothes, they usually buy them directly when necessary, or go directly, and what they have in their space bags are poisons, pills, and murderous spiritual weapons, and they don't bring useless things with them.

And what he thought was useless in his heart had now become what he needed most, after all, after getting out of here, he couldn't be naked all the time, and if it was seen, where would his face go? Does he still want to lose face?

Glancing at the second floor, there was nothing else here except for a few large stoves, which meant that there could be no clothes here at all, and he couldn't open this door at all, so he could only continue to walk towards the third floor.

But as soon as he reached the middle, he noticed that the surroundings were getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature here was soaring rapidly, and he only felt as if he was being put in a furnace, and the temperature of his body rose rapidly.

The ground was even hotter and redder, and his shoes were about to melt.

"No, I must go to the door of the third floor as soon as possible, or I will definitely be roasted." Thinking of this, he didn't care about anything else, and flew straight up, but when he flew up, he felt that something directly slapped him to the ground.