Chapter 1013

The eyebrows of the man with Chinese character face wrinkled more tightly:

"But the weird thing about beating the divine whip is that all kinds of signs show that it should produce an instrument spirit. It can my ability, but I can't perceive the existence of any instrument spirit..."

"In a word, this whip is very strange. I'm afraid it's not that simple. If you encounter it, you must be careful and you'd better avoid it!"

The national character face man solemnly concluded.

Lei Yinglong seems to be very convinced of the ability of national character face men.

All nodded seriously.

Over there.

Nie Junwang, who was repeatedly abused by Yang Xu and the whip, was almost gone.

He was very jealous of Yang Xu.

Now, with new hatred and old hatred, he can no longer suppress it:

"I'll kill you now, you ignorant thing!"

Right now.

Boom!

A thunder burst in the sky.

The faces of the people did not change.

See a majestic breath fluctuation, from the whole wasteland house, instantly diffuse.

Above the void, a seven color light bridge crosses the void like a gorgeous rainbow.

A woman in white, with a solemn face, flashed before the crowd.

"It's the famine Lord!"

"The famine Lord appeared!"

Yang Xu's eyes flickered:

"The cultivation of Shenqiao territory has actually triggered the visions of heaven and earth. It's terrible!"

The huge breath oppressed Yang Xu and made her heart beat faster.

Nie Junwang, who originally wanted to commit murder.

At the moment, it was suppressed by the majestic atmosphere.

Almost suffocated into an internal injury.

Bad luck.

King Nie cried out depressed:

Now it's too late for him to kill Yangxu.

You can't kill in front of the famine Lord, can you?

Although the famine Lord is a woman, no one dares to despise her.

In particular, King Nie, he was like a treasure to the famine Lord.

The more you know, you will be afraid of the cold faced goddess.

Now.

The famine Lord was suspended in the air and waved expressionless:

Brush!

A piece of paper appeared in the hands of all practitioners.

This piece of paper is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is branded with a strange fluctuation of mental power.

"This is the divine pattern paper. It is the map of the hanging tower carved by the engraver with inscriptions."

Huang Zhu's tone was faint:

"All of you are geniuses in Zhongzhou. The loss of any one of you is a deep pain to Zhongzhou. Please remember the map of the hanging tower and be careful in hunting demons!"

"If you encounter a life crisis, activate the inscription in the divine pattern paper and you will be sent out of the hanging tower immediately!"

"Start transmitting immediately. Do you have any objections?"

No one has any questions.

Yangxu felt that the eyes of the famine Lord stayed on him for a moment.

"Well, start transmitting immediately!"

The famine Lord took back his eyes and waved his hand:

Boom!

A thunder suddenly turned into a six awn star array, which was branded at the feet of all practitioners.

In the shaking of the earth and mountains, space produces magical changes.

Next second.

Brush.

The crowd appeared in front of a huge stone tower.

"This is the hanging tower?"

The crowd was slightly stunned.

The suspended tower is different from the imagination. It is a huge tower.

But it fell to the ground.

It is divided into seven layers, which is equal to seven levels.

The crowd entered from the entrance of the base.

Deputy famine leader Mei Yuan stood at the entrance and told everyone:

"You all remember that if your life is in danger, you can immediately activate the divine tattoo paper in your hand. The inscription on it will immediately transfer you to the entrance. Remember!"

The crowd nodded.

At this moment, King Nie, six strong men appeared around him.

Obviously, he wants to form a team with Nie Junwang.

King Nie came to Hou Yuebai:

"Don't think about it anymore?"

Hou Yuebai smiled:

"Sorry, I'm used to being alone."

King Nie's eyes flashed:

"I hope you don't regret it."

At a glance, I saw four people not far away: Yang Xu, the Lord of the moon burial palace, Chang Qing and Feng lie.

"Hum, the average accomplishments of the team of four are only 9 in the reincarnation realm. It's less than 9. If you enter the hanging tower, you'll just die."

King Nie Leng hum.

The teammates around him also ridiculed Yang Xu:

"Just the four of you still want to hunt demons? Be careful not to die inside and can't get out."

Yangxu glanced at them and didn't bother to answer.

But how can you bear to beat the whip?

If people don't scold, I, the master, can't help but speak:

"Grandchildren, the five of us, let alone hunting demons, are more than enough to kill you in there!"

"Remember, when I see your grandpa, I'd better turn around and run away. I'll whip you to death. Don't blame my grandpa for his ruthlessness."

The ridicule of beating the whip is.

Everyone was speechless for a while.

King Nie's face was green with anger again.

He glared at the talkative guy:

"Let's go!"

The seven of them entered the hanging tower first.

Then many people entered one after another.

Hou Yuebai passed by Yang Xu and whispered:

"Be careful of King Nie and Lei Yinglong."

Yangxu smiled and nodded, indicating that he knew.

When Lei Yinglong passed Yang Xu, his eyes flashed and he said coldly:

"Kill a demon soul and you can get a demon hunting bead. I must get more magic beads than you!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Xu was too lazy to talk nonsense:

"Then wait and see."

Until the rest of us get into the tower.

Vice waste master Mei Yuan looks at Xiang Yangxu.

Yang Xu ignored him directly and said to the emperor of the moon burial palace, Chang Qing and Feng lie:

"Follow me and I won't let you down."

"This time, I'll try to let everyone get the quota of the hidden dragon battle list!"

"Let's go!"

They stepped into the suspended tower.

Brush.

The crowd appeared in a huge space.

The space is endless and the terrain is complex.

A huge swastika hung over their heads.

This one is golden and radiant.

Like an artificial sun, it illuminates the whole space.

"Is this the first level? It should be the lowest level of the suspended tower. Let me see..."

Chang Qing and Feng lie both took out divine paper and compared the map above.

Yangxu didn't look at the divine paper.

The map of the hanging tower branded on the divine grain paper has long been remembered in his mind.

Plus the perspective and clairvoyant function of the Supreme God's eye.

Now he has a little comparison and knows the terrain of the first level clearly.

"Are there so many evil spirits? They all seem to exist at a low level. Huh?"

To Yangxu's surprise.

As like as two peas, he saw the ghost of the Supreme God, and he was exactly the same as the ghost he had handled for the monkey.

At best, there are more evil spirits.

"These demons don't need my hand. I can handle them by myself."

Thinking of this, he looked at the burial Moon Palace owners and took an idea to his heart:

"Hit the whip. Go and attract some demons. Remember not to hit them."

Swaying with a whip:

"When did you order me to be the master? No reason, no reason."

He hummed and hawed, but he went quietly.