Zhao Ge: 80. Tower of Prisoners

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"Your uncle..."

Before entering the enchantment, Liao Qian was also full of thoughts, that Senior Brother Baili of Jiuxuanmen was behind the barrier, and the disciple of Jiuxuanmen who found the senior brother stopped going crazy, and then a group of people happily Find a way to go back to Bingzhou.

It’s strange to say that when the senior Baili was there, he always gave people a feeling of “don’t worry about anything”. Of course, this was probably because of the scene of Bailishu’s retreat from the ghost world. The result of too much shock. However, as a disciple of the Jiuzhou Bank, what Liao Qian did the most was to figure out what he wanted, but when the indifferent eyes of the Jiuxuanmen master came over, Liao Gan couldn't have any thoughts.

——It's like, his subconscious mind is telling him that that person is an unpredictable existence.

This is so strange, it's almost like mortals treat their emperor.

Liao Gan thought about the clear and cold sword light that swept from far away, and wished to see it appear again at this time.

He was standing with a cold sweat on his forehead holding a few magic charms, not daring to act rashly.

The moment the light seal touched the enchantment, Liao Qian only felt a sense of weightlessness, and the next moment he appeared in a dark stone room. The stone room seemed to have been touched by people, and the internal space was unusual. The land is big. But the disciples of other sects such as the Jiuxuan Sect and Yu Beast Sect were no longer around.

Obviously, they were in the same situation as Liao Gan, and they were all transported to a separate stone room.

This stone room Liao Qian is familiar. The material pattern of the stone room is exactly the same as the tower room of the Qingming Pagoda, but what makes Liao Qian’s scalp numb is the middle of the stone room, where Liao Qian is facing—there is there. There is an exceptionally tall and simple bronze statue of a strange animal.

——It is the Weigui statue he has seen in the Qingming Pagoda.

But this Weigui statue seems to be carved according to the real Weigui body shape. The Guiyuwei ghost image in the Qingming Pagoda is like a child's toy in front of it. If it were just a simple bronze statue, Liao Gan would not be afraid.

But!

After entering here, the light seal in his hand suddenly flew out of the Qi Ling card and sank into the bronze statue. Under Liao Qian's open gaze, the bronze statue made a sound like the movement of bones that had been stiff for a long time. In addition, he heard the faint sound of rustling.

Liao Qian stepped back slowly, and went to his uncle's "permission". This light seal clearly transported people into the ancient prison where the strange beasts were imprisoned.

——Bronze Weigui, come alive!

When Liao Qian faced Wei Gui, the four disciples of the four sects who entered the enchantment through the light seal also appeared in different dark stone rooms, facing different bronze visions that had come alive.

Qiu Qianhe held the bronze bell and the other hand held a knife. He was facing a statue of a golden crow.

Different from Liao Gan's panic, Qiu Qianhe's reaction was extraordinarily calm, as if he had already guessed what he would face.

"Ancient ancestor..."

Qiu Qianhe raised his head and looked at the golden crow statue that had receded little by little and turned dazzlingly bright, with a complicated look on his face. The Wild Spirit Dynasty claimed to be a descendant of the Wild Beasts of the Wild Era, and for generations totems and beliefs were the distant Wild Beasts. And his tribe is a sun-chaser on the grassland and believes in the golden crow living in the sun.

It is precisely because of the remains of this ancient Golden Crow's blood that when Qiu Qianhe paid homage to the remains of the Golden Crow, he received the light seal and also obtained more information.

The so-called light seal is not just a permission to enter the place where the bones of the wild beasts are buried, but the inheritance!

This is the last effort made by the wild beasts before they die. They already know that their own era is about to end, so they leave behind the clues of inheritance hidden in time. When descendants with blood come here, they can obtain such a heritage from the bones.

However, in the Chaos Era, the life inheritance left by the desolate beast has become a tool for the human race to cultivate the tribe.

The core disciples of the Royal Beast Sect will know from the master that in the wild era, the ancient emperors united to build the "Prison Desolate Tower" to extract the inheritance left behind after the desolate beast died, and use the mysterious Mo The method of testing is enclosed in a strange bronze statue. It is said that in each tower room of the prisoner waste tower, there is an ancient inheritance from the waste beast, and this inheritance can be obtained by defeating the bronze statue.

However, time has passed too long, and history will eventually crush everything.

Even the ancient emperors of the Chaos Era have fallen one by one, the fairy demons of the Wanxian Era have become an ancient legend, and the prison tower has also been lost in the gap of history.

The Royal Beast Sect has been searching secretly for many years, only to get some clues.

"It turns out that the original prototype of Qingming Pagoda was actually a prisoner tower?" Qiu Qianhe said to himself, his red robe flew up in the darkness, his figure leaped lightly, and he rushed towards the gradual recovery. The Golden Crow Statue.

He still has a question that he did not think clearly.

——Since the Prisoner Tower was jointly built by the ancient emperors of the Primordial Chaos Era, why did the enchantment outside the tower come from the Wanxian Era? Later generations have said about the Qingming Pagoda, which also said that the Qingming Pagoda is a formation tower from the Wanxian Era.

From the Prison Tower of the Chaos Era to the Formation Tower of the Wanxian Era, to the Qingming Pagoda of the current era, what happened? Why would the various inheritances of the Huangling Dynasty be interrupted with the interruption of the Wanxian Era?

Qiu Qianhe couldn't figure it out.

So he drew his sword and slashed.

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"Almost folded here."

In the ancient battlefield of the Battle of Difen, Ye Qiusheng, who quietly disappeared, shook his wrist and shook the blood from the knife. In front of him, a huge shark corpse with a human face and fish body fell to the ground, and black blood poured out. With the continuous loss of black blood, the shark's body was gradually covered with bronze-like colors.

In a short while, it became a shark statue again.

Ye Qiusheng stepped forward and looked at the bottom of the bronze mackerel statue. Not surprisingly, he saw a "zero" mark. Just like the tortoise and jade shark statue in the Qingming Pagoda, the serial number "zero" is still an ancient symbol.

Ye Qiusheng knows the origin of this symbol.

It was the writing of the Wanxian Era, and it disappeared in the long river of time following the interruption of the Wanxian Era. To this day, it is possible to use this kind of writing, only those with the ancient surname of eighteen.

Ye Qiusheng stared at the serial number "zero" of the Wanxian Era for a while, then sneered, turned and walked towards the door of the stone room. After the bronze statue was defeated, the feeling of infinite space in the stone room instantly disappeared. The entire stone room was restored to a size acceptable to humans.

The door of the tower room slid open silently to the left. Ye Qiusheng walked out of the tower room and saw the dim, crimson sky light falling from the top of his head.

He squinted his eyes and finally saw what it really was.

This is an incomparably huge ancient black tower that is more magnificent than Qingming Tower. It is opposite to Qingming Tower, standing upside down and buried in the earth. The place where Ye Qiusheng was standing was the first floor of the fallen tower. He raised his head and he could still see the light of the dead day from the ancient battlefield outside falling from above.

"The Tower of Prisoners."

Ye Qiusheng walked a few steps along the circular corridor, he took out a torch to light it, and the fire light shone from outside the corridor into the dark tower room, and a bronze statue of a strange animal could be seen inside.

From the outside, although these tower rooms conform to the architectural style of the Chaos Era and are very huge, they definitely do not have the feeling of infinite space. The bronze statues placed in each tower room are different, and vaguely conform to a mysterious and mysterious law. It seems that someone has carefully calculated the rapid placement of these bronze statues.

Ye Qiusheng recognized that this dark tower should be the legendary prisoner tower.

But it is no longer just a prison tower.

Someone changed the placement of the alien beasts, using them as the eyes, forming a huge formation with the entire tower as the cornerstone. Ye Qiusheng’s heart became more frightened as he watched...the tower of prisoners cast by the ancient emperors can be used as the foundation to build an unimaginable formation. The people who set up the formation must have so much wisdom and strength

Those amazing and brilliant existences of Wanxian Era are simply shocking today.

Ye Qiusheng suppressed these mixed horrors. He was careful not to touch the ancient closed stone chambers, and walked along the corridor to the stone steps in the spiral tower like ancient snakes.

On the stone steps, he saw the flames of the Golden Crow little by little.

The flames are scattered on the pitch-black stone steps, forming a long road winding all the way down to the bottom of the tower.

"It's terrible..."

Ye Qiusheng sighed softly.

——This kind of guy who can calculate everything is really terrible.

If possible, he would rather never deal with such people for the rest of his life.

Thinking in his heart, Ye Qiusheng followed the golden crow-like flame that fell on the stone steps, all the way down to the dark tower bottom. As he walked, the starlight on the stone steps disappeared one by one, and the stone steps returned to pitch black. The place where Ye Qiusheng passed, let alone the footprints, didn't even startle any dust.

As Ye Qiusheng's figure continued to descend, in the end the torch in his hand was swallowed by darkness, and the stone steps returned to their original appearance, as if no one passed by at all.

Shortly after Ye Qiusheng's figure disappeared.

The door of a stone room on the second floor of Qingming Tower opened with a click.

Shen Changge shook his yin and yang fan and walked out unhurriedly. He was neatly on his body, as if he hadn't moved his hands at all.

"Am I the first one?"

Shen Changge raised his eyebrows and looked around.

Seeing the true face of this magnificent tower buried in the ground, he raised his eyebrows slightly, showing no surprise. He focused slightly and looked for a while toward the stone steps not far from him.

Thinking about it, Shen Changge took out a spirit gun from Najie and threw it towards the stone steps.

The spirit spear was thrown onto the stone steps, and it suddenly hovered in mid-air. The next moment a pale flame rose silently from the dark stone steps, burning the extraordinary spirit spear to dryness. Jing, even the ash was not left.

A good spirit gun was ruined like this, but Shen Changge's face didn't have a trace of distress. He walked a distance along the corridor without hurriedly, and there was a thin surface on the dark wall, which was not easy to be found. , Countless lines that are particularly similar to the texture of the stone itself.

"Xuandi, the three emperors..."

Shen Changge opened the folding fan and chuckled lightly.

There was a constant mockery in his voice.

With a wave of the sleeve of Shen Chang's song robe, a breeze rolled up, erasing all the traces he had just left, and closing it together with the open stone door.

The next moment he turned straight around and flew up lightly. Instead of walking up the stone steps, he stepped on the railings of the corridor.

The sleeves of the water-cloud-patterned robe flew up, and Shen Changge jumped directly from the tower and fell straight into the endless, abyss-like darkness.