Chapter 573: The Secret of Longxing Tower (7)

On the periphery of the Longxing Pagoda, hundreds of spirits from all sides who were driven out of the tower, ?an ?e?n ?en'org

But helplessly, they are just invited guests, the guests are as they please, and the host does not keep them, and they are helpless.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look!

Everyone looked up and saw that on the sky at the top of Erlong Mountain, the original red glow in the sky seemed to have been suddenly reduced, and it began to fade continuously, whether it was the area or the degree of redness, it was fading.

"The vision is going to disappear!" someone exclaimed, "Does that mean that the vision in the Longxing Tower, the small world, will be closed with it!"

"That's right! I've read the notes of my predecessors, and it's been the same in the past! The strange state in the sky disappeared into the tower, and the tower was restored to its original state!"

There was a lot of talking.

In the crowd, Wen Yanbo and Murong Yanda were quite unwilling in their eyes.

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Inside the tower, Ruan Zun didn't know the changes in the situation outside, his spiritual thoughts, and was struggling to confront a group of forked demons.

After the spiritual Hell of the United Nations, the upper layer is called Hell in order. A group of demons armed with steel forks tried to pierce him and throw him into a cauldron of boiling molten iron.

As the saying goes, under the oil pan?

In this layer, the pressure on his shoulders was even greater, and the bones of his whole body were rattling.

Ruan Zun's eyes were on the oil pot. In the upper level of the United Hell, he uses a dry ice fire extinguisher to remove the heat of the red-hot iron rope in the demon's hands. At this level, the heat of the oil pan far exceeds that of the iron ropes.

How do you get through this?

Sun Zhiqing and the Heavenly Dao Sect Master's way to pass the level must be to directly kill these evil ghosts. Although they have fierce faces, when it comes to strength, they are nothing in front of the strong spirits.

So, they get through it very quickly.

The image of each layer of evil ghosts is almost the same. The difference is the props in their hands.

Kill them to clear the level, and break the power-ups.

Since Ruan Zun broke into the tower, he has tried his best to avoid directly killing the images of these creatures in his spiritual thoughts, and what he has seen and heard recently has made his thinking more clear.

In particular, the Dragon Soul said that this formation is called the Hell Lock Dragon Formation. Locks mean to besiege, restrain and suppress, not to kill.

If all the spiritual beings in each layer of this formation are killed, then will the formation of this dragon locking formation also become invalid?

For some reason, thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Ruan Zun's head.

The two flew out without any worries, not directly attacking the evil spirits holding forks or carrying the iron pots, but just a false trick that attracted their attention. Then, the third one is worry-free, directly attacking the bottom of the pot at a very fast speed!

The worry-free material is extremely weird and strong. If it weren't for that, how could it become a powerful spirit soldier who accompanied Fujiwara Narito, the head of the Fujiwara family, throughout his life. What's more, at this time, the battlefield is still in Ruan Zun's spiritual sense.

With the advantage of the home field, the worry-free lethality can be multiplied!

The bottom of the big iron pot was directly torn open, and the hot iron leaked down, splashing the legs and feet of the demons. The evil ghost who carried the pot jumped to his feet in pain, and threw the oil pot directly, and the molten iron spilled all over the ground.

Sure enough, the psychic illusion in front of him disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was an empty floor, and, not far away, a pile of scales.

It was a pile of scales identical to the one previously obtained, six in all, joined together by a layer of sebum, like molten skin.

Knock on the sky.

After the battle in Lingnian was over, Ruan Zun sensed something, picked up the scales, walked to a small window in this layer of the tower, and looked out of the window.

Outside the window, in the sky above the mountaintop, the glow is shrinking and fading.

Is this a sign that the vision of the Baozhu Temple is about to disappear?, Ruan Zun thought to himself. At the same time, he felt that the weight of the tower was also shrinking little by little.

Originally, the force of the heavy pressure that this layer should bear was much heavier than that of the previous layer, but now, the force of this heavy pressure seems to be worse than the previous layer, and there is still a tendency to decrease.

It seems that if you really want to get anything in this tower, you must reach the very top of the tower before the vision disappears.

The secret should be in the top thirty-third floor.

"It's going to be faster!" "The dragon soul in the spirit thought also felt this piece, and urged a little anxiously, "The more I go up, the more I seem to be able to feel the breath of the same clan! Maybe, maybe, there can be a secret method in this tower that allows my soul to return to my body and come back from the dead!"

Ruan Zun quickened his pace and rushed to the upper floor. This is the name of Hell in the Eight Heat Hells, and in the murals on the walls, there is no image of a demon, just an ordinary person with a distorted face and shouting at the sky.