Chapter 189: Destroy Evil Thoughts!

"If you want to come out, the conditions are simple. ”

Dugu Sword Saint looked at Feng Wanli deeply, and said lightly: "As long as all the monsters in your lock demon tower are killed, they will naturally come out." ”

Feng Wanli was quite embarrassed in his heart, then this can be regarded as a demonic difficulty.

"The opening time of the Lock Demon Tower is limited, you have a good trip!"

At this moment, the Wine Sword Immortal beside him suddenly waved his hand, frowning and winning.

"This dumbfounded!"

Feng Wanli glared at the Wine Sword Immortal fiercely, looked sideways at Ling'er beside him, and smiled slightly: "Ling'er, this is full of monsters and ghosts, are you afraid!"

Ling'er smiled and replied: "With Brother Feng, Ling'er is not afraid!"

"Okay! Let's go inside!"

Feng Wanli gently rubbed Ling'er's hair, hugged Ling'er with his right hand, and his body went directly into the Lock Demon Tower.

"Huh!"

The entrance to the lock demon tower is not large, but as soon as it is touched, a strong sense of dizziness hits, and the wind is slightly squinting, dizzy, and quite uncomfortable.

"The people who have entered the Demon Lock Tower are all far away vicious demons, and no one has been able to come back alive after entering it for hundreds of years. ”

When the Wine Sword Immortal said this, he couldn't help but look at the Dugu Sword Saint and said, "Do you think they can come out smoothly?"

"I guess it's okay!"

Dugu Sword Saint nodded slightly, and then replied, "After all, this is what he asked to go in." ”

The Wine Sword Immortal's face was slightly condensed, and he hesitated: "That Sword Immortal ten years ago, is it really him?"

The Sword Saint's gaze was slightly condensed, looking at the Lock Demon Tower in front of him, and said: "The descendant of Nuwa, you can use a trick to return to the Dream Immortal Tour, you can travel through time and space, I think that's why he appeared in front of the time!"

"Can he really be that powerful?"

Jiu Jian Immortal sighed and couldn't help but say, "You must know that he is only a small foundation building monk now. ”

"Brother Wind!" "Brother Wind!"

I don't know how long it took, Feng Wanli suddenly heard a worried sound in his ears, his eyes rolled slightly, and he woke up from his slumber, and his eyes were Ling'er with a delicate blushing face.

"Ling'er, are we coming in?"

Feng Wanli propped himself up and looked around.

The tower is very dark, if it weren't for the existence of the eye ability, it might not be possible to see the scenery inside, as for why Ling'er was able to wake up so early and see the scene inside the tower, Feng Wanli is completely due to the existence of Nuwa's descendants.

In addition to a passage more than a foot wide in the tower, there are two hard walls made of pitch-black stones on both sides, which looks very desolate and lonely.

The passage was unimpeded, except for a few ghost fires that floated from time to time, there was no abnormality in the slightest.

As time passed, patches of rags appeared on top of the smooth stone slabs from time to time.

Feng Wanli, who had seen the plot, knew in his heart that these were all Shushan disciples who died at the hands of Jiang Ming decades ago.

Although the cloth has rotted for decades, it can be completely distinguished from the patterns on the clothes, which are all the green clothes of the disciples of Shushan.

"Brother Feng, look, there's a sword there!"

At this moment, Ling'er suddenly stretched out her hand, pointed to the iron sword leaning against the corner of the wall in front of her, and couldn't help but snort softly.

The iron sword was wrapped in pale cyan rust, apparently long gone.

"The corpse has been eaten by demons, and there is only an iron sword left!"

Feng Wanli shook his head slightly, couldn't help but sigh, stepping on the long stone road, the passage was covered with rusty swords and remnants, but only the corpses of the disciples of Shushan were missing, just like a well-dressed mound, and the cold was overwhelming.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a black figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

Feng Wanli's eyes froze, his right hand was raised slightly, and several fire spell talismans appeared in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body poured in, condensing several palm-sized orange fireballs.

The fireball condensed, and the dark stone cave instantly became incomparably clear, and the scenery on the aisle was completely revealed, and a monster like ink condensed stood at the bottom of the aisle.

"Brother Feng, what is this!"

Ling'er's face was slightly condensed, and she couldn't help but ask.

The ghost thing is humanoid, the whole body is as black as ink, there are no facial features and eyes, even if it is like a human arm, it is also soft to step on, there are no five fingers, the whole body exudes a strong resentment, and the wind is tens of meters away, you can feel a strong fierce thought.

"It's an evil thought!"

Feng Wanli is no stranger to this ghost: "It is the obsession in the heart of the deceased that has not disappeared, and he refuses to turn into a ghost and becomes this creature." Depending on the strength of the deceased in front of him, he will have different strengths. ”

"I see!"

Hearing this, Ling'er understood and nodded slightly: "Brother Feng, are you its opponent?"

If you sweep it carefully, you can see that the strength of this evil thought is around the foundation building period, and if you deal with it well, it should be no problem to kill it.

"Sting!", the pitch-black evil thought body sank, instantly fell into the brick floor, and disappeared in place in the eyes of the two.

Feng Wan's color changed slightly, and he hurriedly slapped the ground with both hands, silently urging the purple-gold sword qi in his body, and a thick layer of Buddha light covered the two of them.

"Tick-tock!"

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground sounded out of nowhere.

"Brother Feng, what about that ghost!"

Ling'er pinched the spell and was ready to attack.

"Click!"

At this moment, Feng Wanli suddenly felt a chill hitting his bones, and with it, the Buddha light outside his body was shattered, and two pitch-black slaps suddenly emerged from the ground, instantly holding his feet.

"Oops!"

The wind changed greatly, the cold entered the body, and I felt that my feet had no sense of touch, as if my feet did not belong to me.

"Crackling!"

Feng Wanli didn't have time to think about it, and the lightning rush thunder fist in his body was unleashed, and one after another dark purple thunder condensed out, directly splitting the black hands wrapped around his feet.

"Woo!

The thunder touched the evil thought, and instantly let out a whimpering sound.

"If you're afraid of thunder, that's easy!"

Feng Wanli's heart moved, and the Zhengyi Divine Thunder condensed by the Lightning Rush Thunder Fist in his body poured a large amount into his feet, and the powerful thunder power followed the hands of the evil thoughts, slashing towards his body.

"Ding Dong! Kill the evil thoughts of the devil and gain 300 life energy!"

Listening to the system prompt sound in his ears, Feng Wanli's heart was relieved, but he didn't expect to solve the ghost thing so easily.

"Brother Wind!"

Seeing Feng Wanli stunned in place, Ling'er looked puzzled and gently pushed.

"The ghost thing is solved, let's go!"

Feng Wanli looked at the flat ground, but found nothing else, so he walked towards the bottom of the aisle.

Deep in the aisle.

A pale white skeleton was sitting upright against the wall.

ps: The first shift, I have to go to the hospital today, the first two shifts, and I will ask for leave to see a doctor tomorrow, and I will give you a little more.

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