"Whoosh" heavy breathing sound

The giant rudder beast, which was as big as a hill, pulled a huge vehicle and pulled the psionic crystals one by one to the bottom of the Magic Cloud Tower.

With full arrogance, the disciples of Moyun Sect were loosely arranged around, unhurriedly moving boxes of crystal stones from the cart and filling them into the Moyun God Tower.

The Magic Cloud Tower is similar to a kind of arrow tower, with strange formation runes engraved on the entire body. There is a huge space inside that can contain crystal stones.

And as a large amount of crystals were filled in, the runes on the Magic Cloud Tower suddenly lit up, and a dazzling light shot out from the [-]-meter-high tower spire. Circles of cloud-like mist fell from the sky like a halo, Waves around.

"Papa, papa, swish"

The sound of splashing water continued to sound, and countless small thunder lights exploded in the clouds and mist. The purple light emitted by the explosion infected the surrounding colors.

However, in just seven days, tens of thousands of Demonic Cloud Towers were erected throughout Luoyun Mountain within a hundred miles, and the number was still increasing.

With the construction of the Moyun Tower, a terrifying line of defense was established, like a behemoth occupying the center of the ancient relics. Countless tentacles are emitting thunder and advancing towards the periphery. The limit of this distance, Moyun Sect gave him Defined as 400 miles.

"A bunch of ants-like things dare to covet my Moyun Sect's things. I'm really tired of living." A direct disciple of Moyun Sect lazily leaned against the Moyun God Tower with a thick smile on his lips. ridicule.

"Hurry, before sunset in a few days, push out another 50 miles." The Moyun Sect's team here is at the outermost edge of the defense line.

boom

A dull explosion suddenly sounded, and a fast-flowing river not far away suddenly set off waves tens of feet high, and countless white sword auras struck in their direction with a chilling feeling.

However, the expressions of dozens of Moyun Sect disciples remained unchanged, but their eyes were slightly raised to look at the sky.

The massive amount of spiritual energy crystals in the Demonic Cloud Tower are melting rapidly. The amount of spiritual energy consumed in one breath is enough to bankrupt a casual cultivator. Even those small sects will feel heartbroken.

A Moyun God Tower is a gold-swallowing behemoth. The consumption of these tens of thousands of Moyun God Towers every moment is a terrifying figure. This number will definitely make Qin Hao salivate.

The background of the upper third-level sect is evident.



A dazzling purple light shot out from the top of the tower, and the white mist along the way was washed away. All the sword energy in the sky melted away in an instant, and the waves flew back and fell, exploding a big hole in the river.

Then, purple lightning shot up into the sky, and suddenly hit a certain point in the distance, as if guided by some kind of guidance.

Dozens of men turned pale. They had no time to dodge before they were struck by the violent lightning, and their bodies were scorched into blackened charcoal ash.

"The Demonic Cloud Tower is indeed as rumored... This blow is probably as lethal as a fifth-level primary full blow." A middle-aged man wearing a linen robe said with a frown.

"However, the rafter master just wants to stop us all with these tens of thousands of magic cloud towers. That is even more wishful thinking." A red-robed man next to him said with a sneer. "There are 241 sects, big and small, and hundreds of thousands of practitioners from far and near. Even if you grind slowly, you can grind in."

"Let's go, it's time to go and have a look at this sandy beach." A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the man in red robe followed.

As the two of them moved, in the woods around them, a dozen men in dark brown robes followed silently from the shadows. They marched silently and in a disciplined manner, unlike ordinary sects.

"Sir, are you sure?" the man in red robe asked softly.

"In normal times, it would be impossible, but in the face of absolute interests, it is possible. What's more, the rafter master has a huge appetite and wants to devour the entire ruins. This is an outrage..." The middle-aged man said. After a pause, his tone suddenly became stern and cold: "This is the right way to take death."

"My lord, what you are saying is that they are all people who have no law, and it is not a pity to die."

Nara Shikamaru slowly walked out of the darkness, and then looked thoughtfully at the group of people who had just left. His eyes flickered, and he followed quietly with a tap of his feet.

The sunlight fell on him through the mottled leaves, but only a thin black shadow could be seen. When the light was close to him, it seemed to be distorted and swallowed up.

His whole body was like a monster covered with a layer of shadows. Looking at his feet, he couldn't see his own shadow at all. It looked weird and eerie.

. . . . . .

"This is it." Lan Xiaodie looked around and gently pushed open the broken stone door.

This place is desolate, with rubble everywhere. When the wind blows, smoke and dust from all over the place rush towards you. At first glance, it is a place that few people visit.

"Brother Du, why do you come to a place like this?" Luo Xiaoxin frowned, something bad suddenly flashed in his mind. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Lan Xiaodie had already pushed the door open and entered.

He was stunned and quickly followed.

The room was very dark, and he didn't see Lan Xiaodie.

"Sister Xiaodie"

Luo Xiaoxin shouted in a low voice, but no one responded. Luo Xiaoxin's confidence sank. He immediately drew his sword and shouted again: "Sister Xiaodie, are you there?"

Quiet

In the darkness, the color on Luo Xiaoxin's face suddenly disappeared. He turned his head suddenly and looked back. The stone door was still open, but the light outside seemed to be blocked by a force and could not shine inside.

At this moment, the most sensible thing to do is to exit first.

However, Luo Xiaoxin gritted his teeth hard, held the sword upright in front of his chest, and moved his feet inward inch by inch based on feeling. At the same time, his ears stood up tightly.

Kang dang

The stone door behind him suddenly closed automatically.

Luo Xiaoxin froze, and a faint light appeared in front of his eyes, which was a candle.

The first thing that came into Luo Xiaoxin's field of vision was a hand holding a candle lamp, followed closely by the face of a strange man, looking at him with extremely cold eyes.

With just one look, Luo Xiaoxin's heart twitched violently. It felt like being stared at by a giant python, with hair all over his body exploding and his scalp numb.

"Sister Xiaodie." Luo Xiaoxin exclaimed, but did not dare to act rashly, because Lan Xiaodie fell into the other party's arms, and the other party's other hand was stuck on Lan Xiaodie's throat, and a thin trace of blood appeared. On the neck.

"Luo Xiaoxin, you're right?"

The cold voice reached Luo Xiaoxin's ears, and he trembled all over. He suddenly understood that he and Lan Xiaodie might have fallen into a trap.

"Brother Du didn't write this letter. It was you who wanted to lure us here. Who are you and what do you want to do?" Luo Xiaoxin asked nervously.

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