Yu Yao's feeling was not wrong, Wei Qiqi had changed, he seemed to be a different person, tough and domineering. Whether it is the one who accompanies them day and night, or the one who comes from afar, they never thought that one day, they would be honest with each other in front of another woman. Nervousness, resentment, shame, helplessness, self-abandonment, and a little bit of indescribable excitement, a night, very short, very long.

When Wei Qiqi left, they were still in a dream.

Looking up at the Demon Tower from the boundless, it is like a sharp sword piercing the dome, shining under the rising sun.

Wei Qiqi climbed the Sun Viewing Cliff step by step along the mountain road, the "Water Moon" magic circle suddenly opened, the Demon Town Tower gradually approached, the blood around his body was boiling, the demon pill was ready to move, and the phantom of the snake on his back slowly swam, he felt awe, threat, and apprehension, stronger than ever.

Sun Ting and Mama Sun stood beside the tower gate, squinting her eyes, quietly watching the young man, her wrinkled old face shaking like the wind blowing across the lake. She has lived for a long, long time, and has seen through the world and people's hearts, and she can't talk about appreciation, but she just thinks that this person is very special. She had a hunch that Wei Qiqi would bring some kind of variable to Kunlun, or rather, he himself was a variable.

For tens of thousands of years, he has cultivated the Dharma body with his human body and condensed the demon pill, and he is the first person who deserves it.

Sun Ting silently pushed open the tower door, and behind the mottled and peeling wooden door, the demonic spirit was raging, locked in another world. She said in a hoarse voice: "Go in and go down, don't look back, the head is waiting for you." ”

Wei Qiqi bowed slightly, stepped into the Demon Suppression Tower, and was engulfed by the surging demonic energy.

The tower door was covered behind him, and it was pitch black in front of him, and the chill was biting, and after a while, a little light floated in the air, illuminating an old face with white hair, and the previous generation of the Hook and Sickle Sect's sect leader Gu Zhiluan appeared in the Demon Town Tower, and the body below the head was a vague phantom, shoulder-high, floating with a luminous talisman, fluttering, revealing a bit of ghostly energy.

He threw himself into the demon refining pool to endure the pain of demon qi infusion, refining into a half-human and half-demon body, and guarding Kunlun forever, but thanks to the Demon Suppression Tower to maintain his physical body, he could no longer leave half a step.

Gu Zhiluan's head flew away from his body, his head and neck were stretched extremely long, as if he was intermittent, and looked up and down several times around Wei Qi, the eagerness in his eyes was terrifying, if he could have such a body, the world was so big, where could he go!

"Senior?" Wei Qiqi greeted tentatively.

Gu Zhiluan retracted his head, sent the Yeming Fu to his hand, pointed to a corner, his lips squirmed slightly, and a voice sounded in Wei Qiqi's mind: "Go down." With that, he staggered and retreated into the darkness, disappearing.

Wei Qiqi remembered that the bitter Taoist held the blood moon grass scythe to shake the demon tower, Gu Zhiluan poked his head out of the stone niche on the second layer of the tower, he had lost his body, and the demon tower was one, and the strangeness was not enough for outsiders.

He picked up the night talisman, stretched out his arm and looked around, and at the corner of the valley peak, he carved a four-sided passage on the ground, and the narrow stone steps spiraled out, up and down, and other than that, the tower was empty, not even a trace of dust and dirt were visible.

Wei Qiqi thought for a while, walked towards the passage, honestly stepped down the stone steps, and on each floor, he raised the luminous talisman to take care of it, except for the slight change in the position of the passage, the rest were much the same. Before he knew it, he had gone down the thirteenth floor, and he guessed that he had gone deep into the belly of the Sun Viewing Cliff, and the entire cliff was part of the Demon Suppression Tower.

After going down a few floors, my eyes suddenly lit up, and I saw the head of Kunlun, Ziyang Daoist, holding the Qingming Sword, wielding a wisp of green light as thin as a gossamer, as if writing a book, like a painting, confident and free.

Wei Qiqi stood aside, holding his breath and not daring to say anything to disturb.

With the Qingying Sword as the pen and the Qingying Sword Silk as the ink, the Ziyang Daoist successively drew three complex magic arrays, overlapping each other, colluding with each other, and the brilliance flowed, and the shape was similar to the teleportation array in the Qingying Pavilion.

Putting away the last stroke, the green light flashed, as bright as the stars in the night sky, the Ziyang Daoist stood with his hands in his hands and asked, "How?"

Wei Qiqi stepped forward to see the master, his mind turned sharply, and he said: "The skill is amazing, and the mountains are uplifted." ”

Not reserved, not flattering, just right, Ziyang Daoist glanced at him, very satisfied, and said: "Above the sword spirit, there is still a sword domain, this is just a hole in the sword cultivation, for tens of thousands of years, we will all be wrong." The sword silk is in array, and it is extended to the extreme, it is the supreme sword domain, which has nothing to do with the sword spirit, and the mystery in it, I only figured it out ten years ago. ”

Wei Qiqi was dumbfounded, and the inadvertent words of the head of the house lit a bright light for him, and he gradually drifted away on the wrong path, but at the end of the road, the willows and flowers were bright, and they ended up in the same place.

Is he feeling it, or is he pointing out himself? Doubts arose, Wei Qiqi paused, and said, "Thank you for your advice!"

Ziyang Daoist stretched out a finger, touched the magic circle lightly, the blue light flowed, and gradually converged into a portal, far and deep, like a dream, Wei Qiqi looked at it for a moment, and felt that his heart was shaking, and his soul seemed to want to fly out of his body and throw himself into it.

"Come with me. "The people of Ziyang Dao stepped into the blue light first, and then disappeared without a trace.