Chapter 27 Changan Qiangyue Trial Tower

Author: Ming Weiwei

Chapter 27 Changan Qiangyue Trial Tower

As soon as Shu Nong turned around, the inner demon who had escaped from the true fire pounced on Liu Xubai again.

He didn't care whether Shu Nong appeared in this illusion was true or false, and he let out a arrogant and harsh laugh in Liu Xubai's ear.

Shu Nong curled her lips happily, looked back at Liu Xubai's painful appearance, stepped out of his heart magic illusion, returned to the darkness ravaged by the heart demon, and remained silent for a long time.

The inner demons were playing around, and all kinds of disturbing sounds surrounded her.

But after a long time, it seems that something will be different.

Shu Nong frowned slightly, she could feel the entire space trembling, and then the entire dark world seemed to be torn apart by someone, and a dazzling light sprinkled in from the crack, pricking Shu

Dan had to close his eyes slightly.

A blood-stained hand appeared first, and then the sky was bright and the overwhelming light poured down. Shunong was in the warm and gentle light, and closed his eyes again discomfort.

When he opened his eyes again, the young man's sparse figure suddenly crashed into her eyes.

The hands with distinct joints held a blood-stained sword tightly, and the dazzling bright red wind winded down the sword body and penetrated into a white light under his feet.

His white sect uniform was already soaked with blood. The blood beads splashed on his face slid down his face and fell on his undulating chest.

In this overly quiet world, Shu Nong could even hear his slightly rapid breathing sound very clearly.

Yan Changan's scarlet eyes locked tightly at the thin figure in front of him, and his voice was slightly deeper: "I found you."

Shu Nong looked surprised.

Immediately, Yan Changan slowly took two steps forward, looked down at her outfit, thinking about the insults who had just been in trouble, and a bit of tyranny between his eyebrows and eyes: "...Liu Xubai?"

He was close, as if there was a smell of blood in his breath, which filled Shunhen's nose and never dissipated for a long time.

Seeing Yan Changan himself, he also looked like he was red in his eyes.

Shu Nong raised his head slightly, raised his hand, and his cold fingertips touched Yan Chang'an's eyebrows: "Jingxin."

Here, the formations are densely packed, and the inner demons run around. If you are not careful, you will be affected and bewitched by the inner demons.

Shu Nong's spiritual power carefully explored Yan Chang'an's sea of ​​consciousness, perhaps because he and Shu Nong had already had a bond between the sword spirit and the master, or perhaps he had not set up defenses on Shu Nong at this moment, Shu Nong's spirit

The power was not resisted by any resistance from his sea of ​​consciousness, and gently brushed through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Chang'an closed his eyes as the meaning of the word "Silent" and let Shun's pure spiritual power wander in his sea of ​​consciousness. The irritability that made him at a loss was immediately brushed away and returned it to his sea of ​​consciousness.

A tranquility.

"Injured?"

He heard Shu Nong's voice and slowly opened his eyes. Although the bloodshots in his eyes were still covered with spider webs, they were less fierce and aggressive.

Yan Changan looked down at the blood everywhere on his body, and was silent for a moment.

Even if he said he was not injured, Shu Nong would not believe this situation.

"I've taken the medicine."

He answered this way.

Shu Nong chuckled lightly, and in the blink of an eye, her clothes turned back to the familiar white clothes when she entered the tower.

Yan Changan opened his mouth and said nothing.

Shu Nong walked around him and walked a few steps towards the exit. He remembered something and suddenly turned to look at him: "How many layers did you come from?"

Yan Changan lowered his head and closed his sword: "Twelve floors."

Twelve floors.

Thirty-five floors.

The entire twenty-three layers, no wonder he was so angry that he turned himself into this way.

Shu Nong raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly bent his eyebrows: "Qingguang did not choose the wrong person. In time, you will definitely be above Liu Xubai-"

She smiled deeper and added: "Everyone."

From this perspective, she was not too cruel to Cangyuan Sword Sect. Although she wanted to destroy one of them, the so-called "first person in the Immortal Sect", she was not going to be returned to them a new Immortal Sect First Person.

Although Yan Chang'an did not have a strong sense of belonging to Cangyuan, and was not the kind of person who put the glory of the sect first or second, he was still the name of his disciple of Cangyuan Sword Sect and became famous in the world in the future.

Cangyuan Sword Sect can also benefit from it, right?

"I'm going up to the thirty-sixth floor, are you going?"

Yan Chang'an has already come up on the thirty-fifth floor. She is about to walk to the last floor, so how could he stay on this floor?

"go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Nong turned around and grabbed his wrist. Yan Changan had not had time to remind her that the trial tower had existed for so many years, and that there had never been a disciple of Cangyuan Sword Sect who had entered the 36th floor. He only felt that the surrounding area was dark again.

During this, the feeling became slower.

He couldn't tell whether it was a demonic energy or a demonic energy, or something else. It was a kind of person who was very repulsive and extremely uncomfortable, which wrapped him in it. It seemed that his breath was so rich that it couldn't dissipate.

The smell of blood.

With a slight movement, countless unexplained forces tried to enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Changan couldn't open his eyes, but he felt very disgusted, and even his breathing became lighter. His mind was in chaos, and all kinds of memories kept popping up in his mind.

It was like a lantern that a person saw before his death, Yan Chang'an could not use his strength and spiritual power, as if he was really dying, and was shrouded in despair.

In the chaos, he heard a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"Break that bead, wait for us to go out and embrace you as king."

Yan Changan was even more uncomfortable. He struggled to grab Shu Nong's hand, but unfortunately he and Shu Nong were separated from each other after stepping into the thirty-sixth floor. He could not sense her existence.

Surrounded by the uncomfortable aura around him, Yan Changan struggled and moved, but only called evil energy into his body. His brain tingled and began to retreat unconsciously.

Next moment—

“This is not a good thing.”

A familiar chuckle sounded, Yan Changan felt relieved, his tense body relaxed in an instant, and even his chaotic brain ushered in a moment of tranquility.

"After we go out, you will be my king." The ugly voice continued, "In this trial tower, there are demons and demons, all for you to drive and help you become a overlord."

"Ah—" Shu Nong seemed to be thinking, "The conditions are very attractive."

She smiled casually: "It's a pity that's too fake."

"Look at you, a former demon king, a demon king who once slaughtered the people of three cities, and you--" She continued, and Yan Chang'an suddenly fell, hurriedly summoned the long sword, supported the ground with the sword, and kept steady.

After looking up at the sky and the sky that suddenly lit up.

There were huge iron cages placed in the four corners of the southeast, west and north, covering the formations. Yan Chang'an looked up and a bead emitting a faint light hung in the air.

And Shu Nong stood in the middle of the hall, smiling at the disheveled demons imprisoned in the western corner.

"I haven't seen you for six hundred years." She smiled, "So you're here."
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