Chapter 916

Zhang Xuan stood on the black rock road, looking at the eighteen meter tall towers in front of him, frowning and silent.

"Martial uncle, what did you find?" The white robed guest came to Zhang Xuan and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Xuan shook his head slightly. "Have you found that the scenes here have been described in some books?"

"Books?" The white robed guest looked puzzled. He thought for a while, then shook his head, "martial uncle. I think I've read a lot of ancient history. I've never seen such a description. "

"Not in ancient history, of course, but in books." Zhang Xuan spoke. "In the legend of Shu mountain, there is a demon lock tower with a magic sword at the top to suppress the demons in the tower."

"Martial uncle, you said it was a fairy tale!" The white robed guest had a speechless expression on his face. "How can things in novels be put into reality? You don't think so. What monsters and ghosts are there in these towers? "

"The things in the novel can't be taken seriously, but it's a tower. It's definitely for detention. You come with me Zhang Xuan stepped forward.

The white robed guest followed Zhang Xuan with a puzzled face. After walking tens of meters, Zhang Xuan suddenly stopped. He was standing in the center of the two towers.

"Look here." Zhang Xuan's feet are here, and he looks to the ground.

The eyes of the white robed guest follow the past, and a small chain is printed into the eyes of the white robed guest.

The white robed guest squatted down and observed the chain on the ground. The chain was less than 20 cm long. One of them was as wide as his forearm. There were signs of fracture in two places. When the white robed guest saw the fracture, his pupils suddenly shrank, "this..."

The two sides of the chain, stretched separately, have been deformed.

"The chain is broken. It's not cut by a sharp weapon. It's pulled by life." Zhang Xuan opened his mouth gently, "the material of the chain is unknown. Rao has been buried here for so many years, but it is still harder than steel."

The white robed man picked up the chain. He found that this chain was extremely heavy. It was less than 20 cm long, only 60 kg.

"Come with me again." Zhang Xuanchong waved his hand, then jumped up to the top of the tower.

White robed guest from the heel, two people rise and fall, has reached the spire.

"Look at this." Zhang Xuan reached for the spire. At the top of the spire, there was an iron ring, which was used to bind the chain. At the moment, the iron ring was only half of the chain, on the other side of the chain. Just like the one Zhang Xuan and his wife found on the ground, they were all torn off by force.

Zhang Xuan continued: "I have just observed ten towers, each of which is bound by chains, and there is a fine mark on the surface of the top of the tower. This is the mark formed by being covered by chains in the wind and rain all the year round, all facing the same direction, that is to say..."

"Every spire is connected by chains!" Before Zhang Xuan finished, the white robed guest said, "it's just that the chain has been broken by force."

"Yes." Zhang Xuan nodded.

"But what is this for?" The doubt on the white robed guest's face is even more serious. "Every minaret is connected in series with a chain, and the chain is broken, but the tower has not been damaged."

"Instead of thinking about this, think about another problem." Zhang Xuan stood at the top of the tower, looking into the distance. It was so dark there that he could not see clearly what was in the distance. It was like a new world.

"What?" The white robed guest asked subconsciously.

"I just said that the chain mark formed on the top of the tower because of the wind and rain all the year round. What's the matter that makes a city on the ground fall into the martial arts world for hundreds of meters, and can be preserved so completely? I think you'd better start from this aspect rather than guess those things that have no clue. Maybe we can find some clues. " Zhang Xuan said.

The white robed guest's eyes brightened. "Yes, martial uncle, why didn't I think of this? If we can figure out why the city is buried in the martial arts world, we can definitely find useful clues. It's better than such a blind guess."

"It's not that you didn't expect. You just saw such an unknown place and got into a corner." Zhang Xuan patted the white robed guest on the shoulder.

The white robed guest opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard a scream from below.

"Be careful!"

"Back up!"

It is the young people from the ninth Department who are the masters of this cry.

Zhang Xuan and Bai Pao Ke's face changed, and they almost jumped down at the same time. The city of WuJie was too mysterious. No one knew what was there and what kind of danger was hidden here.

When Zhang Xuan and the white robed guest landed on the ground and ran around a corner, a member of the ninth Department in isolation clothes flew over and fell to the ground. When he was about to fall to the ground, the white robed guest reached out and picked him up.

The white robed guest saw it. This member of the ninth Department has blood on his mouth and a long and thin hole in his isolation suit.

"What's the matter?" The white robed man asked with a frown.

"Teacher, there are enemies." The member of the ninth division turned pale and began to speak.

"The enemy?" The white robed guest was suddenly surprised that there were still people in the martial world city!"You try to get in touch with them. I'll go and have a look first." After the white robed guest said this, he turned into a phantom and swept forward.

Zhang Xuan did not immediately follow the white robed guest. He looked at the opening of the ninth division member's isolation suit. There were some copper scraps on the edge of the opening.

"Copper again?"

Zhang Xuan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He always felt that something was wrong. Recently. He had seen too many things with copper scraps, in the sand sea of Quran, in the fourth underground palace.

Zhang Xuan observed that the architectural pattern and materials of this WuJie city could not have developed to the low end of the bronze age. But the broken shield and the sharp weapon that broke the isolation suit of this member of the ninth Department were all related to copper.

Zhang Xuan took a few steps forward. I saw the figure of the white robed guest.

At this time, the white robed guest was attacking with the other four members of the ninth Department.

White robed guest is the spokesperson of the ninth Department, so its strength should not be underestimated. Once again, he studied under the South Gate of Baijiang river. He was a rare master. Although he didn't hold a silver gun this time, his strength was a little lower than that in his heyday, but not everyone could deal with it.

But at the moment, the white robed guest joined four members of the ninth Department to deal with the shadow in front of him. However, they failed to win him for a long time. They turned a blind eye to the white robed guest's anger and hit him with fists.

"Who are you?" The white robed guest dodged each other's fists and asked loudly.

In the face of the white robed guest's question, the other side just like did not hear the general, still kept on punching, every punch hit the white robed guest's fatal point.

Zhang Xuan stood not far away, squinting at the black shadow's action. Although the other side's action was simple and seemingly reckless, it was all a way to kill people.

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