"This is the zombie that is known as immortal and indestructible!" Looking at the monster with wings on his back in front of him, Ye Zhou lost his voice in surprise.

Zombies are monsters that have been spiritually transformed after death, and their bodies are as hard as iron, and their swords are difficult to hurt, because they are transformed by dead things, so there is no limit to longevity, and they are known as immortal and indestructible.

Zombies also have realms, from low to high, divided into white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, and flying zombies......

But now the zombies of this world have long become a mythical thing, not to mention the flying zombies that grow wings and can fly into the sky.

Ye Zhou didn't expect that he would be able to witness it with his own eyes one day.

The zombie had long since lost its breath, and although it claimed to be immortal, it was now as if it was completely dead.

He was about to step forward to take a closer look.

As the bronze door opened, light shone in.

The flying stiffness was irradiated by the sun, the burly body clicked, cracks appeared, and the next moment the body collapsed like a sand dune, shattered into sand and gravel scattered everywhere, bursts of black gas escaped and swirled and dissipated invisible, leaving only a puddle of black sand and dust on the ground emitting bursts of foul smell.

"Wei Daoyou, what's the situation! Aren't zombies immortal and indestructible? Not to mention the rare flying stiffness among zombies!" Ye Zhou's face was full of astonishment.

"Where is there anything immortal and immortal in this heaven and earth! It's just that it hasn't reached the limit!" Wei Dongling smiled bitterly, "The spiritual energy is exhausted, and even powerful gods, demons, and demons will not be able to survive forever." It's been dead for 300 years, and it's ...... now."

She didn't finish her sentence, looking at the gravel of the place, and her heart felt sad.

She is sentimental about herself, she herself is also a ghost body, and she can't live forever in the world, but there is still one last obsession that has not been resolved before she struggles in the world with the help of the soul refining gourd, but I am afraid that the time of destruction is not far away.

"Ye Daoyou, let's climb the tower!" Wei Dongling said urgently, wanting to find traces of the master's existence as soon as possible.

"Okay!" Ye Zhou glanced at the sand pile that had been turned into a stiff one, and retracted his gaze, only walking towards the top of the tower.

Behind this hall, there was a staircase spiraling upward, and he walked up slowly, frowning suddenly.

There was a fierce aura in the void, which made people's cold hairs stand up, as if there was an incomparably terrifying existence not far away.

In the second layer of the Black Tower, there was a burly body more than three meters high and six meters long prostrate on the ground.

He walked in and took a look, only to see that it was a pure white giant tiger, the difference is that there is a black king character on the top of its head, which is not composed of lines, but each stroke is a gap in an eye, there are as many as eight in total, six horizontal and two vertical, tightly closed, as if it has been dead for a long time, silent, only the residual power remains, which is daunting.

Ye Zhou walked over, and his figure brought a breeze.

The tiger's body trembled, and a violent wind suddenly set off all over his body, and there was a faint unwilling tiger roar from it.

Ye Zhou only felt that his eardrum was about to burst, and his chest felt as if he had been hit by an invisible sledgehammer, and the qi and blood were tumbling and about to spurt out of his throat.

In the wind, the tiger's body also turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"This is a demon tiger suppressed by our faction more than 1,200 years ago, with 2,000 years of Taoism, it can eat human flesh and blood, refine people's souls and turn into ghosts, and it is extremely fierce......" Wei Dongling said quietly.

"Demon!" Ye Zhou's eyes were shocked, this was the first time he had really seen a demon, although it was a dead demon.

But a demon is a demon, and it is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He calmed down and went up to the third floor.

A burly body more than two meters tall stood there, locked by iron chains and unable to move, this was a three-headed and six-armed demon man, with sharp teeth and fangs, three different faces, anger, anger, hatred, full of the hatred of the world, and a hideous expression eager to destroy everything.

Ye Zhou walked over, as if sensing his approach, the demon's body clicked, and the three heads suddenly turned around and stared straight at him.

Ye Zhou's body stiffened, and he felt that he was being targeted by an incomparably terrifying existence, and the next moment he would be wiped out.

"Is this alive?" he didn't have time to react.

Rumble!

The ground shook, and the demon suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Hate!"

The roar was filled with endless anger, hating the sky, hating the earth, hating the common people......

The next moment, the demon's body fell to the ground like pushing a golden mountain and a jade pillar, turning into flying ashes.

"This is the Demon Dao monk six hundred years ago, who killed Moluo and achieved the body of an arhat, extremely fierce, and disturbed the world without peace! Later, he was suppressed by many masters and banned in my Bishan Sect!" Wei Dongling floated over, his face was very complicated.

"Demon!" Ye Zhou took a deep breath.

Demons, demons, demons...... He's seen them all, what will happen to him next?

......

On the fourth floor, an emaciated old man was locked in an iron prison, with a mantle, vertical eyes, and a slender neck like a snake, which had already turned into a dry corpse at this time, and the light wind brought by Ye Zhou's body caused his body to collapse and collapse into ashes.

"This is the Southern Xinjiang sorcerer Wu Tu nine hundred and twenty years ago, manipulating the soul of a person, can make the flying head fall, and the evil is extremely strange......"

......

On the sixth layer, the horned giant ghost, with a human remy horse body, was more than ten meters high, hideous and vicious, and suddenly disintegrated into a gust of yin wind and disappeared without a trace.

"This is the old ghost of the 1,500-year-old ghost king of Montenegro, the ghost body is condensed into an entity, not afraid of the sun, appearing in the world, and turning into hell......"

......

On the eighth layer, a beautiful woman is wearing armor, riding a blood-red demon lion, with a blood-red lotus flower between her eyebrows, her expression is wild, but with a strange charm, seductive, suddenly the skin and flesh faded and turned into white bones on the ground.

"This is the six-hundred-and-twenty-year-old Rakshasa Woman Red Lotus Witch, the fragrance of heaven and the country, charming and charming, and it can't be pulled out anymore ......"

......

At the time of the nine, this town soul tower is as high as nine, which seems to contain a certain Taoist rhyme in the underworld.

Each of these towers suppressed an incomparably terrifying demon and monster, but as the years passed and the aura dried up, these mythical monsters were wiped out.

Soon he had climbed to the eighth floor, and each of the previous floors had been a different monster, which made him both excited and regretful.

What is exciting is that since these legendary things exist, the era of great prosperity of cultivation will inevitably be an incomparably magnificent scene, and cultivation was once a Yangkang avenue.

It's a pity that all this is a thing of the past, and it no longer exists, and even these so-called immortal monsters have turned into ashes.

His heart was surging, and before he knew it, he had reached the end of the eighth floor of the tower, and as long as he went up this staircase, it was the ninth and last floor.

What terrifying demons will be suppressed in this last layer?

Ye Zhou walked up cautiously and came to the ninth floor.

This floor is another layer of bronze doors.

With a gentle push, the portal opened again.

Unexpectedly, this ninth-story tower was empty, and there were no demons or monsters.

Ye Zhou looked around and saw a huge black and white Taiji diagram painted on the ground, with a purple futon in the middle, emitting bursts of strange fragrance, which made people feel calm.

"I'm afraid this futon is also an extraordinary magic weapon!" Ye Zhou said secretly.

The ninth-floor tower space is filled with bookshelves, counters, tables and chairs...... It seemed like someone lived in it, but now there was dead silence, and there was no one there.

"Master, master, where are you!" said Wei Dongling abruptly as he rushed in, shouting hoarsely.

Airplanes!

She shouted, and the void shook, as if some inexplicable existence had been alarmed, and the next moment a black shadow appeared silently from the shadows, sitting on the futon, a pair of deep eyes looked over, and the voice was calm and gentle.

"You're back!"