The secret realm of the Long family - the water prison at the bottom of the lake.

In the cold, damp space, in the center stood a fifth-level ancient tower, and the black-brown Fumo Tower slowly rotated, scattering some kind of dark light. In the twelve directions around the fifth-level ancient tower, there stood twelve bronze men shining with gilded light, the appearance of the twelve bronze figures was fierce and majestic, but in the center of their foreheads were imprinted with an evil mark.

With a clear sound, ripples appeared in the space in the water prison, and Nezha and Murong Jiu suddenly appeared. Since Nezha had already told Murong Jiu about the situation in this place, Murong Jiu was not too surprised by the fifth-level Demon Pagoda and the twelve bronze men stationed there, he just looked at the twelve bronze men curiously.

Suddenly, a stranger broke into the space of the water prison, and the alert twelve bronze figures moved at the same time, and the twelve brass figures flashed one after another, and they came in an instant, and the twelve powerful bombardments bombarded Nezha and Murong Jiu.

"I'm coming!"

Murong Jiu shouted and stepped forward, he raised his stick and smashed it wildly, but in an instant, the twelve attack forces like a dragon going out to sea smashed him out;

Nine Qiankun Ding suddenly appeared around Murong Jiu's body, and a spatial power flowed, and his body disappeared from the air in an instant.

The flame spear danced out of the spear flowers, and the third prince of Nezha stepped on the hot wheels and carried the Qiankun circle on his back, and he suddenly appeared in the middle of the twelve bronze men. Flame guns are pointed at the east and west. Celestial Aya spun around his body, and he and the Twelve Bronze Men began a battle between tigers and wolves.

With one enemy and twelve, the battle spirit is vertical and horizontal, showing the divine power of Nezha's small body and the ancient cultivator's divine demeanor;

The power of space fluctuated again, and Murong Jiu appeared on the first layer of the fifth-level ancient tower. Before entering the water prison space, he and Nezha had reached a conspiracy, and the ancient powerhouse Nezha and the third prince fiercely fought against the twelve bronze men who guarded the tower, and he used the space shuttle ability of Qiankun Jiuding to invade this demon tower and destroy the top-secret conspiracy of the Baqi Demon Snake.

A tower of volcanic magic that rotates with the help of geomagnetic power. It is filled with a powerful repressive force. Murong Jiu suddenly appeared, and his back was bent by the force of the suppression, his legs trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he clenched his teeth and persisted. Constant cursing in my heart: Ya's Baqi. Such a strong suppressive force was quietly planted. If Brother Jiu eats a little more, won't he be crushed to death by your old monster......

"Murong Jiu, flash mob!" Murong Jiu was in his heart. Suddenly, the exclamation of the third prince of Nezha sounded.

Three whining and roaring sound waves sounded, and three thick snake tails flicked towards Murong Jiu. Murong Jiu's keen spiritual sense sensed the change earlier, his body staggered and retreated, and with difficulty straightening his body, he exhaled softly, and couldn't help but secretly feel dangerous.

In the first layer of the Demon Tower, there are ten creatures living here, all of them are ancient cultivators in the cultivation world, there are domineering swordsmen, there are swordsmen with sword eyebrows, and there are also female cultivators who are out of the dust...... Although they were all human beings, they all had a python tail growing on their buttocks, and their faces showed a grinning posture, and their eyes were all fierce and fierce.

"Third Prince, what's going on?" Murong Jiu had attached a distraction of Nezha's soul and soul to his body before entering the Demon Tower, so he asked in his heart.

"What about the poor man...... They are all the personal disciples of my senior brother Jiuqu Shenlong, after Yaqi assassinated my senior brother, he used a hot hand on them, and now their main soul will has degenerated, and they have completely become a chess piece in Yaqi's hands. Murong Jiu, you must not despise them, none of them have lost their strength, and they are by no means idle people who are arbitrarily pinched and rounded. Nezha reminded.

The corners of Murong Jiu's mouth were crooked, I Murong Jiu really can't pinch them flat and round at will, but well, my nine living treasure-level younger brothers may not be able to, the narcissistic Baqi demon snake, thinking that with a python tail, it is majestic, I look at the blocked heart, I have to ask my brother to transform them!

When you have a decision in your heart, things are simple...... Murong Jiu's mind communicated with the Nine Naughty Boys in the inner world, and suddenly, a spatial binding force containing Qiankun's divine power spread out from Murong Jiu's body, enveloping the ten personal disciples of the Jiuqu Divine Dragon at once.

Confined, bound, and detained, the power of space suddenly reversed, and the life form that was not human, demonic or demonic was ingested into the Qiankun Jiuding, and as for what form they were finally transformed into, it all depended on the preferences of the nine children.

"King Yu's Qiankun Jiuding, Murong Jiu's good luck, since ancient times, the Qiankun Jiuding was lost, and countless capable people and righteous people searched the entire spiritual world without success, I don't want to, but the Jiuding is on your body, besides, their power is better than before. Murong Jiu, you are not idle. ”

Nezha had felt the breath of Qiankun Jiuding on Murong Jiu's body several times, and because of some mutations in the Western world, their aura had also changed somewhat, so Nezha didn't recognize it until this moment.

"Where, where, the third prince, you are not idle, the boy Murong Jiu just stepped on the shit, it was just a fluke; Murong Jiu grinned and slapped a sycophant, and Nezha, who was praising him, stammered for a while.

In this one-story space of the Demon Tower, which was full of suppressive energy, cultivation was the most suitable place, and in this empty one-story ancient tower, in order to deal with the unknown dangers in the future, Murong Jiu threw his arms and kicked his legs, and started Tai Chi with a shout.

After two hours, he adapted to the suppressive power of the space, and his fist swings and palms were as natural and skillful as flowing water, and after closing his palms without delay, he began to explore the second layer of the ancient tower.

In the second level of the Voltaic Tower. The power of suppression is a little stronger, but Murong Jiuhao, who already has the previous experience, doesn't care. Looking at this second layer, what was imprinted into his eyelids were three terrible ghosts with long drools, gnawing at the flesh of a child.

Murong Jiu's eyelids jumped violently, his mouth was wide open, he was a handsome child, his head was tied in a bun, he was dressed in soft armor, he had red mouth and white teeth, and his eyes were like stars. The face is like congealed cream. There is a lot of treasure light flowing in his flesh and blood, who is he not the third prince of Nezha?

is a good third prince of Nezha, he actually performed the technique of metamorphosis in the three heads and six arms, and he metamorphosed again and again. Its original body was torn alive by three powerful ghosts and captured for a long time. He is still intact. This is enough to show his arrogance.

Nezha's distracted soul that had been lodged in Murong Jiu's body suddenly returned to his original body, his eyes open. Immediately, the divine light was clear, and a wave of protective divine light that came out of the body shook the three powerful ghosts back at once.

Murong Jiu spread his blood wings on his back, and suddenly there was a rapid shuttle, and the bladeless blade he held in his hand suddenly flashed with cold sword light...... Hmm, hmm, slam, three knives slashed through the space, and the three powerful ghosts were instantly wiped out by the sharp bladeless blade.

Murong Jiu was encouraged, his eyes froze, his hand rose and fell, and a cold bladeless blade light slashed towards the huge iron chain around Nezha's body, and the cold knife intent scraped along Nezha's skin;

"A sharp blade, a good and precise knife technique, can be recognized by the bladeless blade of the Nine Qu Divine Dragon, Murong Jiu, you are lucky. "After being bound for thousands of years, once he broke the trap, Nezha didn't scream excitedly, he just stretched his muscles gently, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Where, where, the main thing is that the third prince cooperates well, and the kid Murong Jiu is not as good as you ......"

In the third layer of the ancient tower, the suppressive force here is a little stronger.

When Murong Jiu and Nezha came here, the first thing they felt was that the space was filled with the aura of pure gold, as well as the chirping of swords and swords.

A jet-black gold hoop iron rod that exudes colorful light, it is quietly inserted diagonally in a gossip furnace, like a mountain, showing peerless pride. The body of the iron rod was plastered with ancient runes, and one by one the prohibitions imprisoned its figure; around the iron rod, there were swords suspended one after another, and they opened their minds, and they spit out the light of the sword on their own, and undisguised their intention - to eat and divide the golden hoop iron rod.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick?!"

Murong Jiu was too familiar with this iron rod, and even more so he dreamed of borrowing a copy from the Monkey King, and today he saw this peerless divine weapon between heaven and earth, how could he not be excited?

"It is indeed the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, Yaqi is ambitious, not only to degenerate the cultivation powerhouses of the Huaxia World, but also to damage the divine weapons of our realm and forge its own demon weapons. Nezha said.

Okay, you Baqi Demon Snake, Ya not only assassinated the Jiuqu Divine Dragon, sealed and suppressed the third prince of Nezha in ancient times, but also attracted the attention of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick. It's really Ya's head is so brainless, this Ya will definitely become the public enemy of the entire Huaxia cultivation world, wait for your conspiracy to be exposed to the world, and see how Ya dies!

The two-meter-long black wooden stick instantly appeared in Murong Jiu's hand, he stared at the demonic weapons around the golden hoop stick, and fiercely threw out the killing rod in his hand, hum, I want to eat the golden hoop stick, I will eat you first!

Roar...... The two-meter-long black wooden stick is long in the wind, three, five, five, and ten, and its momentum is becoming more and more tragic and irritable, and the roar of the rolling demon comes from it, and a crazy and domineering will firmly locks on the circle of swords.

This fierce demon soldier in the wilderness years has hunted too many fierce gods and evils, and too many unjust souls and spirits have been sealed in the wooden stick, and its rod body is integrated into the entire physical soul of the ancient giant of the wilderness - its ferocity and tyranny are by no means an ordinary divine weapon can be stopped.

No, feeling the ferocity of the black wooden stick, the circle of swords of the Yaqi Demon Snake suddenly let out a trembling whimper, although they all produced instrument spirits, but compared to the black wooden stick that has been forged by blood and fire, it is still too different. Baqi knew that he was talented and intelligent, and found another shortcut - to eat other weapons and improve the quality of his own weapons, such a method was indeed fast, but Baqi ignored that any divine weapon in the Huaxia cultivation world had gone through too many killings and tempering.

There was no suspense in the ending, and under the brutal collision of the black wooden stick, the circle of swords suddenly collapsed like a chicken and a dog, and the black wooden stick drummed up a ferocious aura, and devoured them one by one in an instant.

Looking at the Ruyi golden hoop stick that emits glow, it is obliquely inserted in the gossip furnace, revealing a kind of sky-high arrogance. Murong Jiu wanted to step forward and touch it twice, or even carry it through the market with great fanfare to return it to the Monkey King, but his sanity stopped him. The grade of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod is too high, and it is definitely not something that anyone in the world can touch wantonly, otherwise it will be contaminated with cause and effect and difficult to dissolve.

On the fourth floor of the ancient tower, the pressure here is getting stronger and stronger.

In this circular space of 200 zhang in size, there is a stone sculpture in the middle of the area, a black gold stone five zhang high, carved is a military general, he rides a thousand miles of horse, holds a sword in his hand, wears armor and military uniforms, and looks majestic. However, around him and Maxima are chains of black gold.

Around this general, there are scenes of the most obscene and evil physical scenes in the world, evil ghosts cannibalism, lust for women and fornication: ghosts and monsters laugh and eat children's hearts, which are cruel, bloody, and inhumane;

Waves of depraved forces spread in the air.

When Murong Jiu and Nezha appeared here, they immediately felt that their minds were bewitched, and a nameless evil fire rose from the bottom of their hearts, and a certain erosive emotion overflowed from the cracks between their bones: the cruelty that cut out the heart and lungs reflected the extreme evil in the world, and the shameless body reflected the extreme lewdness in the world.

Evil thoughts were full of desires, and mysterious flames danced in the eyes of Murong Jiu and Nezha.

"Give me death!"

Murong Jiu suddenly burst into a loud shout, and violently jumped out of a miniature ancient city in his right hand, the heart of the ancient city rotated rapidly, and one after another earthy power and Xuanhuang divine power burst out, killing the ghosts and prostitutes one by one in the blink of an eye, and the ugliness of the world disappeared, and the bewitching aura in the air had also collapsed.

Murong Jiu retracted the heart of the ancient city, he immediately sat on the ground, his whole body collapsed and weakened, cold sweat soaked his clothes, so evil, so domineering bewitching power! In the previous moment, his heart was full of restless evil fire, and his mind was invaded by evil energy, he wanted to throw everything away, tear everything apart, and completely degenerate into the evil demon who did whatever he wanted.

Murong Jiu would be like this, and Nezha's situation was not optimistic, he also sat on the ground, his mouth open and panting, the two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time, although they experienced the danger of being bewitched, they survived, and once again smashed Baqi's conspiracy.

Who is the military general who was sealed in the black gold stone? He has been suppressed for countless years in the fourth layer of the Demon Tower, and he has been impregnated by the power of bewitchment all day long, what happened to him, has he already fallen into a demon? Murong Jiu raised his head and looked at the stone carving, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, secretly guessing.

"Murong Jiu, don't worry, this martial artist will not fall after passing through heaven and earth, because he is the martial saint Guan Yu. ”

Martial Saint Guan Yu?

Murong Jiu's eyes shone with a three-foot-long light, Yaya's Baqi Demon Snake, such a big appetite, wanting to use the power of demagogy to degrade the martial saints in our Huaxia world! Okay, okay, you wait for me, Brother Jiu, I'll see how Ya dies!!(To be continued......