Xu Cheng was condescending, the huge flesh and blood on his stomach were constantly wriggling, and the flesh, intestines, and organs were constantly growing, which looked very weird.

The monk looked at the tower, he couldn't see it clearly, he could only see a hazy appearance.

The crown prince stood beside the monk.

Xu Cheng was very bland, picked up the robe beside him, and smiled, sure enough. When Xu Cheng closed his eyes, countless scriptures appeared, and then the black demonic energy of the Dao Dao spread out from Xu Cheng's hand holding the robe, dyeing the golden Buddha light of the scriptures into black, black like ink and still flowing, like a small snake.

This robe is a thing of inheritance, inheriting everything from that monk, originally only passed on to Buddhist disciples, but it was assimilated by Xu Cheng with a demonic thought, among which the inheritance of things, as well as the talisman tablet of the town tower.

The robe is not a treasure of Buddhism at this moment, but a treasure of the Demon Gate.

But this does not mean that Xu Cheng's current cultivation is beyond that of the monk, it can only show that Xu Cheng's demonic thoughts can be stronger than the thoughts left by the old monk

The little monk was talking about something.

The prince smiled, the little monk nodded frequently, and purple-black flames began to appear on the entire tower, the talismans on the tower became strange and unpredictable, and the Buddha light rose and fluttered continuously.

The trial began.

The little monk said proudly: "This tower is my grandfather, taking the essence of the sun and the moon, the ghost stone outside the sky, the Sanyin River, plus the Maitreya Buddha text, and the inside and outside are cages, if you don't know the refining method, no one will want to turn this tower into their own use." ”

The purple-black flames began to extend along with the talisman, and the last bit of aura in the entire tower also surged out along with the sacrifice.

Xu Cheng looked at this scene, he didn't panic, he took out the small stone in the robe, and looked at the scriptures on the stone, which were constantly turning, which were originally golden, but when they reached Xu Cheng's hands, they turned black.

Every such a large magic weapon has its own "town house talisman tablet", and the owner's thoughts are pinned on it, otherwise if you want to refine such a giant magic weapon, you don't know how many thoughts and time it will take.

Therefore, as long as the stone tablet is refined, it is equivalent to getting the entire tower.

The robe was obtained, it was really accidental, Xu Cheng originally thought of the unity of the demon mind and the body, and forcibly killed a way, but now there is a better way.

Purple-black flames, constantly fluttering.

The tower began to slowly change color, and as the flames spread, the tower also changed from its original dilapidated to the color of glass.

The prince was beside him and asked, "After so many years, how many big guys have survived?"

The little monk frowned, thought for a while, and said: "There are about three hundred, and the most pity is the "Dark Monkey", but your knife is good, he can't break this tower, so he will be burned by this Zen fire." The knife of your life will be completely controlled by you. ”

"When am I going to imprint my blood and take over this tower?"

The prince asked.

"Probably after a stick of incense. ”

The little monk said in a low voice.

The prince nodded clearly, looked into the distance and said: "The Maitreya scripture was obtained by the Dao Ancestor from your ancient Buddha three thousand years ago, you must know that even if I am the senior brother of the Silent Heart Sect, then I will have to work a lot of effort, so I hope you can satisfy me and don't use some means." ”

The monk nodded, his face remained unchanged, but his heart brought a little strange thoughts.

After Xu Cheng completely refined the monument of the talisman, he had a clear understanding of the situation of the entire tower, without this monument, even if the little monk refined the tower, he would not be able to fully control the tower.

In a flash, Xu Cheng could take it back again.

Therefore, Xu Cheng only needs to wait slowly now, and he will be able to give this prince a surprise, but I am afraid that this surprise will not be discovered until many years later.

The forbearance that Xu Cheng needs now, nothing else.

The purple-black flames kept beating, jumping, spreading, and towards Xu Cheng, the corners of the monk's mouth brought a smile.

The prince looked at the monk's smile and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?

The corner of the monk's mouth moved, controlling the flames, constantly swimming in the tower, and then in an instant, the ninth-floor tower suddenly lit up, and Xu Cheng's figure appeared there, and the entire mouth and nose, among the seven orifices, were all purple-black flames.

The scriptures in the tower also continue to penetrate into Xu Cheng's skin.

The prince whispered, "How much time do you still have?"

"Half a pillar of incense. ”

The little monk whispered, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then kept reciting the scriptures, and the whole person's expression also became very holy. Countless scriptures floated, each verse was like a lotus flower, and the entire tower began to shrink.

The prince said: "Can you imprint the essence blood?"

The monk shook his head, the robe moved, and a pale yellow relic suddenly flew out of his sleeve, fluttering to the top of the tower, and the little monk continued to write scriptures at the corner of his mouth, and at this moment it was slowly approaching the end.

The monk looked at the bead, and the scripture stopped.

A knife quietly stabbed into his stomach, and the monk's scriptures could not be read, and the whole relic began to slowly melt away.

The little monk looked at the knife and said, "What kind of knife is this?"

The prince looked at the little monk and said: "The lightless knife, specially engraved with a glazed golden body, do you feel that the golden body is broken now, it was originally immortal and indestructible, but now it is also like a human being, you will feel fear, you will feel pain, and you will feel the feeling before death." ”

"If you kill me, you won't get what you want, this tower, the demon in the tower. You are so stupid, ancient Sanskrit, the foundation of all gods, how can you understand that this is the final step, but you will never be able to take over this tower. ”

The little monk sat on the ground, his face was pale, and his hands were formed into a cross, presenting a scene of nirvana.

The prince watched the relics begin to melt, and suddenly the corners of his mouth silently recited Sanskrit, his tongue bloomed lotus, the little monk's face was flushed, looking at the demon king, the corners of his mouth smiled bitterly, and whispered something, the prince couldn't really hear it, and his instinctive ears slowly moved for a while.

The monk's eyes suddenly burst into a cruel and bloodthirsty light.

"Tear up. ”

It turned out to be the prince's ear, which was extremely bloody.

The prince slapped his hand towards the little monk, the little monk had already turned into ashes, this palm, slapped into an air, the surroundings were quiet, only one ear and colorful beads, scattered on the ground. It was the little monk's relic, the ear, which had been swallowed up and had not yet been able to digest it.

Suffering.

The prince looked at the relics, and in an instant, he fanned his sleeves, and countless relics turned into powder.

The same is true for the ears.

The prince silently thought about the supernatural powers, and the surroundings began to appear, and there were as many as six ears of various colors, but one of them could no longer grow.

"Dao hurts. ”

The prince gritted his teeth.

He is the body of a six-eared macaque, but now it has become five ears, how can the prince not be angry, he originally wanted to go to the later Yin monk, but he didn't expect it, but he was Yin in the end, so cunning monk.

The prince looked back, the ears were transformed into their original appearance, and the mutilated appearance was also gone, six ears, which one can be displayed casually, the prince stretched out his hand, and the purple-black flames on the tower fluttered up, and the relics slowly fell on the spire.

The immeasurable Buddha's light rose, and the entire pagoda shrank rapidly.

The prince's mood at the moment was much better, watching the tower slowly float between his fingers, the prince silently recited the syntax in a low voice, and an inscription full of Buddha's light emerged.

The prince slowly injected a little essence blood into the entire stone tablet, and the color of the prince's essence blood that emerged was the same heart, and the tower was completely controlled by Xu Cheng at this moment.

"Xu Cheng?"

The prince whispered.

With a movement of his finger, the tower was hidden in the darkness, and I don't know how many years in the dark, the guys flew out.

Xu Cheng fell to the ground, and the Buddha light on his body flashed.

The prince smiled weirdly and said, "Do you remember anything?"

Xu Cheng raised his head in confusion, looked at the prince and said in a low voice: "I didn't know anything, there seemed to be flames, and then I fainted." ”

The prince said, "It's fine." You've passed this test, and you're going back, the Demon King's Mansion, everything has traces of you, and everything you need is there. “

Xu Cheng stood in a daze, and gradually walked into the distance.

The crown prince looked at those demons who were extremely thin and had some corrupt taste, and his eyes flashed with disdain, and said, "Open your eyes,"

These things have been in the dark for thousands of years, and once they appear in the sunlight at this moment, they are already uncomfortable, and once they open their eyes, they are almost immediately faced with life and death.

These things still obeyed the words of the prince, opened their eyes, and more than three hundred demon beasts, three hundred in an instant, all turned into ashes, and the dead died, and they no longer existed.

There are only a few dozen figures, although they continue to turn into ashes, but they are also constantly growing, and they have survived in such an environment, and then they have begun to be born.

Dozens.

There was a hydra, one of which was eerily shapeless, but constantly changing, and even a huge thing, like a toad, and all the rest

The prince just watched.

Until such a thing was suitable for coming, dozens of demon beasts, all of them came to life, and silently bowed down to him.

The corner of the prince's mouth smiled and said: "It's still good, those who survive are the demon clan, and those who can't survive are just waste." ”