Long Xuan looked at the Netherworld Mirror in front of him, and was terrified, if he hadn't found out that Little Lori hadn't grown up, he might have been trapped in the illusion for a lifetime, and the secret room would be in the Netherworld Castle forever.

"What a weird mirror, it can actually cast multiple layers of illusion!" Long Xuan looked at the grimace in front of him, and he was in a cold sweat. From the moment he began to look at the Nether Ghost Mirror, he had already fallen into an illusion, whether it was Zhang Hu waking himself up or the inheritance of the desolate gods, it was all an illusion.

"This Nether Ghost Mirror should be the same as the Moon Reading, and it can compile the same illusion as the real world according to the demons in people's hearts. It's overwhelming!" Long Xuan thought of this, and immediately looked greedily at the Netherworld Ghost Mirror.

"If I use this Nether Ghost Mirror to use the Moon Reading, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort!" Long Xuan happily put the Nether Ghost Mirror into the storage ring, but he didn't expect that he would be blessed by misfortune and harvest such a strange magic weapon.

After Long Xuan collected the ghost mirror, he looked at the skeletons around him, and was in a cold sweat, this group of people should have been in the illusion realm, and spent their lives in that illusory world, and finally Shou Yuan broke off and died.

Long Xuan received the Netherworld Ghost Mirror, and the illusion was naturally solved, and he returned to the original passage and found that Zhang Hu and the others had woken up.

"Hey, Long Xuan, weren't you eaten by that grimace?" Zhang Hu said in surprise when he saw Long Xuan.

"You're not awake yet. Long Xuan said helplessly, for a fool like Zhang Hu, it is estimated that he will not be able to recover from the illusion for a while.

"Okay, come back with me, and tell your group of brothers that the danger is over, let's go to the teleportation place together!" Long Xuan said and walked towards the cave with Zhang Hu.

Without the Nether Ghost Mirror, this time Long Xuan and Zhang Hu led a group of people to the cave again, without encountering any obstacles, and walked to the teleportation place in a moment.

"Zhang Hu, good luck!" Long Xuan good luck.

"Good luck too!" Zhang Hu said honestly, after all, the Desert Tower teleportation is random. They didn't know which space or place they would be teleported to, unless they were connected by a magical glove like Ye Xiaoxuan and Long Xuan, they would be teleported together.

After a burst of white light, Long Xuan entered a strange space again, and a blazing and violent energy filled the air.

"What kind of place is this?" Long Xuan was puzzled, when suddenly an iron block was under his feet, and he looked down and saw a black iron lying on the ground.

There were also some fragments of spiritual artifacts scattered on the ground.

"Could it be?" Suddenly a thought appeared in Long Xuan's mind: "This is the eighth layer of space!"

Thinking of this, Long Xuan was overjoyed, he didn't expect that he was so lucky that he finally reached the eighth layer of space.

"No wonder there are treasures everywhere, this is the eighth floor of the barren tower. Long Xuan began to look around, although the eighth floor of the barren tower is full of treasures, but it is not so easy to find immortal weapons, Long Xuan took a look, but there are mostly metal materials, and there are some broken fragments of spiritual weapons.

"There is still more than half a year, enough for me to find the immortal weapon here, I don't believe that I am so unlucky!"

Long Xuan immediately stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the eighth layer of space.

The space on the eighth floor is very different from the space that Ye Xiaoxuan is inheriting, and Long Xuan feels the fragrance of birds and flowers in that space, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and full of vitality.

However, Long Xuanfei was in the eighth layer of space, and he could hardly see anything, and he saw the blazing black soil, a metallic aura, without the slightest vitality.

A week later, Long Xuan stood on the top of a mountain with a sad face, and there was a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, which was still broken.

"The ideal is very satisfying, and the reality is very skinny!" Long Xuan shook his head and sighed, Long Xuan searched for a week, but he didn't find any immortal weapons, even if it was a spiritual weapon, he didn't find it, this high-grade spiritual weapon was accidentally dug by him when he was bored and dug three feet into the ground.

"Could it be that the immortal weapons are all buried low, and with such a large space, when will I be able to dig one? "Long Xuan is now disgraced, since he dug up a broken high-grade spiritual weapon, he thought that the immortal weapons might have been buried, so he kept digging, and he didn't find anything for a week.

Helplessly, Long Xuan continued to look for it in the blazing space.

Suddenly, a large hall appeared in Long Xuan's field of vision, Long Xuan was overjoyed, and immediately flew towards the main hall.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the main hall, a familiar figure appeared in Long Xuan's field of vision.

"Lin Feng?" Long Xuan didn't expect that he would meet Lin Feng here, but with his current strength, it was no longer a problem to deal with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng glanced at Long Xuan, didn't speak, and walked towards the main hall.

After all, this is the Desert Tower space, and he finally reached the eighth floor, and he doesn't want to make any extraneous trouble.

Long Xuan also followed into the main hall and saw another acquaintance in the main hall.

"Xia Chaoyang?" Long Xuan immediately ran over to greet him.

"Long Xuan, are you here too? Hey, why did you meet you and Lin Feng, why didn't I meet my family. ”

"Let's pull it, what kind of place is this?" Long Xuan was speechless when he looked at Xia Chaoyang.

"I don't know, anyway, this palace seems to have a lot of spiritual weapons, more than outside, I have been looking outside for half a month and have not obtained anything. Over here

It's only been one day to get a high-grade spiritual weapon!" Xia Chaoyang said and took out a big axe.

"Sure enough, it's a high-grade spiritual weapon!" Long Xuan said in surprise.

"Of course, there are a lot of people here, and we have to be careful of being killed and robbed, so we must not be ostentatious when we get spiritual weapons. Xia Chaoyang said to Long Xuan.

Long Xuan responded, and at this moment, he felt a sharp sword intent coming.

"What a strong sword intent!" Long Xuan was shocked, he was a sword cultivator, but he didn't expect someone to be stronger than his sword intent.

At this moment, a cold young man appeared in front of Long Xuan, holding a sword in his hand, just standing there like a sword about to get out of his body.

"Martial artist?" Long Xuan originally thought that he could have such a sword intent, he must be a sword immortal cultivator like himself, but he didn't expect to be a martial artist.

"Be careful, this man is very strong, I have never seen him use his sword since I came here, and he has killed more than ten people. Xia Chaoyang said jealously.

Long Xuan nodded, and suddenly, the cold young man walked up to Long Xuan, looked at Long Xuan, and said, "You are very strong!"

Long Xuan smiled and said, "You too!"

"My name is Yasuo, and they all call me Wind Sword Hero!" Yasuo said coldly: "Although you are very strong, you are not my opponent!"

As he spoke, Yasuo walked towards the main hall, Long Xuan looked at his back with fear, and when Yasuo looked at him, he felt that his Red Flame Sword was constantly emitting a sword groan.

"What the hell!" Xia Chaoyang looked at Yasuo's arrogant attitude and said dissatisfiedly.

"He has the qualifications to be arrogant!" Long Xuan said lightly, he felt that this Yasuo should be a person who cultivated his sword to the extreme.