The white fog is buried in the ravine, and the smoke of the incense burner is misty.

At this time, Mo Chen, carrying the divine sword, stepped on the thunder, and slowly stepped into the fourth floor of the barren tower.

In front of me, there is a dim and infinite depth, only a mahogany desk, standing in the void.

On the desk, an oil lamp, illuminated in hazy smoke, a horizontal sword, looking at the cold several times.

In addition, there is a black yarn and an incense burner, showing the wonder of the barren tower.

Mochen looked down and saw the incense burner smoking, turning into misty smoke, outlining the ancient bridge of clouds and smoke under his feet, creating an extremely quiet atmosphere, which made people lose their minds.

In front of the ancient bridge is the void, behind the ancient bridge is also vast and deep, farther away, but it is the glow of the sun, straight to the fifth floor of the barren tower.

Somewhat puzzled, Mochen looked around and scrutinized.

Since entering the barren tower, whether it is the first floor, or the second or third floor, although the pattern has changed, it is full of fragments, and countless puppets have fallen to the ground, and none of them are intact.

Ink Dust had always had the idea that there was power, or that someone would ascend the Deserted Tower in groups, and the monks on the second floor who were frozen to death were the best proof of this.

As for why the third layer was also empty, Mo Chen speculated that some people had died, but the corpses had been wiped into ashes by the thunder and dissipated.

But now the fourth layer is a little unexpected for him.

There was not a single clutter, not a trace of battle, as if everything was going as usual, waiting quietly.

There was no sadness or joy on Mo Chen's face, he thought carefully, let the green smoke blow across his body, and played his clothes fluttering.

But in a moment, he stepped out with his feet raised and stepped on the Yunyan Ancient Bridge, since there was only one road, then he walked forward.

He has always been cautious, but he never hesitates to make a decision.

The path of cultivation is already full of ups and downs and uncertainties, because this is cultivating oneself against the sky, fighting for one's life with the sky, if you can rely on your own strength to break through one level at a time, you will be sharpened and brightened.

On the ancient bridge, Mochen walked slowly, looking at the four directions with both eyes, and thundering with both palms, too quiet means unusual, and too stable means murderous.

A colossal divine consciousness bloomed, and the slightest change in the entire four floors was immediately clear in his heart.

At this moment, the mutation was abrupt, and a wind sounded "Whew!", a strong wind struck from behind, and Mochen had already taken precautions, and his body jumped forward and jumped a few feet away.

Before he landed, Mo Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and in an instant, the speechless killer, the sound of killing in the air, mixed with cold light, slashed towards him quickly.

Mo Chen immediately made a decision, turned around and drew his sword, and in an instant, the horizontal sword slashed, and the thunder snake devoured and killed.

The sword passed, the shadow disappeared, and the killer dissipated violently, but there was no injured snort.

Mo Chen frowned, his previous sword had obviously slashed the other party, but he didn't feel like he had hit the real thing, as if he was passing through a piece of air, without any pause.

But without waiting for him to think about it carefully, the killing wind rose again, and the killing intent rose again, pulling out several extremely long smoke shadows, turning into a wild smoke wind, which was extraordinarily impressive.

In an instant, Mo Chen took out his sword again, and the sword was strong and thunderous.

"Boom!"

The intersection of sword and thunder and wind and smoke made a terrifying rainbow in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the momentum, Mochen stepped on his feet, flashing in the light, and at the moment of the wrong body, the thunder was furious, and the explosion broke out again.

The deep concussion, the desk trembled incessantly, and the smoke dispersed, showing the traces of the riot.

Without waiting for the ink dust to regain momentum, the cold wind struck again, and suddenly forced himself.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding"

The sound of gold and iron, the thunder exploded, the ink dust carried the thunder in both palms, like a dragon galloping, the divine sense of the divine sword, without reservation, a mighty spirit like a wave hitting the shore, endless.

When he landed, Daxia was the attack, the dragon bird was the defense, and Mochen immediately made a strong move.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the wind and smoke converged, but it was different from before, and it suddenly turned into a tornado of wild smoke, reversing and attacking again.

Mo Chen immediately made a decision, withdrew the divine sword, and merged the two into one, a body of divine power and sword blade, and suddenly slashed into the ground, and the incomparable sword qi was extremely explosive, killing towards the wind and smoke.

Suddenly, a huge explosion pierced the ears, and the wind dissipated.

A series of shocking changes, several rounds of battle, seeing that the killing intent had been extinguished, and there was no more wind and smoke, Mo Chen did not dare to withdraw his divine sense, and still stared ahead, in case the mutation came again.

This place is too weird to be guarded against.

Sure enough, I saw that the smoke from the incense burner suddenly soared, like water and ink, turning into a waterfall and a river of smoke, condensing into six humanoid smoke, holding a smoke sword, and killing directly towards the ink dust.

Mo Chen didn't dare to be rash, and his divine sense controlled the two swords again, and the two swords were frustrated with pleasure, weaving a dense sword net, preventing the smoke man's attack from leaking.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding" The harsh sound recurred, it was a collision of swords and swords.

At this time, the situation is far beyond common sense.

The smoke that should have been ethereal, but the murderous intent was awe-inspiring, and the smoke that should have been soft was sharper than fine iron at this time, and several sounds of gold and iron resonated at once, and it did not lose the sharpness of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow at all.

Seeing this, Mochen went all out to the right, and in the sea, the thunder pool surged, turning into a pure thunder yuan, filling Mochen's whole body, and thunder burst at first.

After a few moments of fighting, the humanoid smoke dispersed and gathered, gathered and was scattered again, one into two, two into four, and so on, as if it was endless, killing more and more.

Mochen is not tolerant of procrastination, although his spirit is majestic, but if he continues to fight, he will definitely be dragged until his strength is exhausted, and he will lose after a long battle.

Determined to fight with all his might, Mochen carefully observed, and found that the incense burner was the source of all smoke, and as long as the humanoid smoke broke down, the incense burner would help it re-divide and coalesce.

With the target, Mo Chen raised his voice and raised his palm, and in an instant, the thunder in the gloom and depth became even more intense, exploding the brilliant heavenly might.

But at this moment, he just wanted to use the extreme move to shake it, but suddenly found that the white light in the Nahuan suddenly appeared, almost breaking through the shackles of the Nahuan.

Frightened, the situation was out of control, unexpected variables, Mo Chen's hands thundered, and at the same time, his consciousness was divided, and he quickly took out the items, but what he saw made him very surprised.

The one that was glowing was actually one of the white clusters of light that was stolen from the evil cultivator's mansion in Yingjia Town!

As the light flickered, the smoke suddenly rose and floated up from the light, entangled with the smoke of the incense burner, as if in a deep communication.

At the same time, dozens of humanoid smoke around them also stopped their movements and stood quietly.

Mo Chen didn't dare to move, for fear that he had touched some light group prohibition and once again attracted a strong enemy of evil cultivators.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the light to stop flickering, and the smoke dissipated.

Seeing this, Mo Chen carefully put the light cluster back into the ring, only to see the humanoid smoke around him dissipate, turn into blue smoke from heaven and earth, and return to the incense burner.

The Yunyan Ancient Bridge leading to the fifth layer was suddenly unhindered, and the murderous fourth layer returned to the beginning again, like the realm of ink and wash.

"Whew. Mochen let out a long breath and sat on the ground pranayama.

Although this humanoid smoke is weak, it is endless, and the more it kills, the more it kills.

There are many deeds of ants biting and killing elephants, and what visions will be in the fifth and sixth layers have not yet been discovered, so being able to retain most of the strength at this time is of course the best result.