In the dark tower layer, Leng Ran was running wildly, behind him were Kang Zhou, Miao Ze and six sea beasts.

While running, he was calm and focused and widened his eyes. The world suddenly turned into a world dominated by gray and decayed tones. There were strands of red or black qi swimming, which were wandering for the two types of qi and disaster.

Leng Ran ran along the traces of "virility". Everything obstacles along the way prevented the cultivators such as Kang Zhou took action. The group advanced very quickly and came to the edge of this tower in the blink of an eye.

This place is not spacious. There is a formation with unknown crystal stones that slowly flows, emitting misty light, which isolates the suppression of the pagoda itself. The sea beasts breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your help, we can escape from the previous area." Lao Ao said slowly, and expressed his gratitude to Lengran and others. He spit out a white light from his mouth, and turned into a pearl, emitting bright white light, saying:

"This is a water-controlling bead that can hold the water waves within several feet of the body. When we truly escape together, the Beihai Sea tribe will thank you very much."

"This bead is useless to me." Leng Ran took the Yushui bead and played with it for a few times, handed it to Kang Zhou and the others, and said: "Next, we must enter the formation one by one, we must be orderly and not be confused. Regarding the path, I can only demonstrate it once, everyone must read it carefully."

"Shou, that's what it means." Both Kang Zhou and the other two were very happy. The demon cultivator who transformed into the appearance of a student in the Martial Arts Academy had strange methods and profound cultivation. It was too dangerous, making them feel scared, as if their vitality would be drawn and absorbed at any time.

"Well, then I'll start."

Leng Ran stepped forward, stepped on a strange path, twisted his body a few times, and stepped into the mist formation. Then, with a "swish", the light and shadow flashed slightly, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"It's really a teleportation formation." Kang Zhou and other cultivators looked at each other, were very happy, and stepped into the formation one after another.

"Bang!"

The green green first entered the formation, but was suddenly bounced out and fell heavily to the ground. The rest of the world was shocked and went forward to test, but they failed. They even found that the formation was sluggish and a faint breath of resistance burst out, repelling them outside.

"What's going on? We obviously entered the formation according to his route! Why did the results are not the same!" Lao Ao said in a panic, and blood leaked out of the crack of the armor. After a series of battles, his heart was weak and he was even more melancholy and helpless. He looked at the formation and sighed.

"It must be because you are a monster and are rejected by the Demon Locking Tower!" Kang Zhou shouted angrily and suddenly joined forces with Miao Ze to attack the sea beast.

"It was the demon blood breath that awakened the thoughts of the pagoda. We were so burdened by you!" Miao Ze was also furious and rushed out with the mysterious shield and bombarded the six sea beasts.

The light flashed and the loud roared, and a dispute broke out here again.

In the outside of the Demon Locking Tower, the people from the Artifact Sect and the Sword Cultivator of the Fallen Ridge did not leave, and were watching from afar.

Now the magma has not retreated. Not far from around the Demon Locking Tower, it is like a hot moat, constantly surging and surging, full of momentum. The passage, shaped like an ink dragon, tightening and tighter as it wraps around the tower body. The dragon's head is angrily open, and it has swallowed half of the body of the tower and is flowing, like ink-colored gilding, with mysterious patterns flashing.

"Buzz~"

Suddenly, the bronze giant door trembled, and the seven door nails rotated continuously in the center of the door body, in a vortex shape, and a figure fell out from it.

"Hiss, it hurts so much, it's so hot." Leng Ran stood up in the open space in front of the bronze giant door, covering his elbow with one hand, his cheeks twisted in pain.

When he passed through the teleportation formation, the divine beauty filled it, and there was a great feeling of tearing, which made his limbs and joints very painful, as if stretching his muscles and bones. Despite this, he finally managed to escape from the demon lock tower and avoid the tree demon who wanted to refine him into a Taoist body.

"However, what happened just now? Although I can see the vitality in the environment, the process of finding the exit is too simple. It seems like someone is guiding me inexplicably, and I will go to the formation..." Leng Ran muttered to himself, thinking about what happened just now, and suddenly a question came from above his head.

"Hey, who are you and how did you escape from the Molong Prison Tower!" A sword cultivator from Sori Ri Ridge asked loudly, his voice full of surprise.

"No light was seen everywhere, and the breath was mediocre... But a child who had never practiced actually entered this pagoda and now walked out alone..." A sound came from the ancient chariot of the Qi Sect, very cold, but also stunned.

"Hmm? There are people in the sky!" Leng Ran was startled, his expression suddenly became solemn, but he was suddenly stunned, looking behind him, there was nothing else except the bronze giant gate.

Now that he has been out for a while, the cultivators such as Kang Zhou have not yet walked out, making him seem lonely and very conspicuous.

"There are cultivators in the tower fighting. There is a terrifying vegetation demon. He beat an old ao and several sea beasts to vomit blood. Even two old men who can fly were injured..." Leng Ran said solemnly, with a deep tone and did not tell the whole truth: "I accidentally entered here before, but I fell into a coma before walking not far. When I woke up, I was hit by something, fell into a divine light, and fell out of this door..."

"Is it being pushed out... Who has such an accomplishment in formation that can control Venerable Mo Long's Taoist weapon?" The sword cultivator who was the leader of the Soriling Mountains murmured, his tone quite surprised.

"Although this kid's clothes are not bright and very ordinary, there is a ray of breath that makes me feel familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere..." A whisper came from the ancient chariot, as if he was puzzled, and his voice gradually became soft, as if he remembered something.

"..." Leng Ran said nothing, pretending to scratch his head, as if a young man who was ignorant of the world, suddenly said in silence for a while: "Well, is there any kind-hearted person to help? I can't get through it if the front is too hot."

"Cheep~"

The light flashed, and a long rope shot out from the ancient chariot, wrapped around Leng Ran, and brought it back to the ancient chariot.

There were a large number of mysterious symbols on the ancient chariot, with divine patterns intertwined, reflecting a brilliant light, which was very magnificent. I looked at it coldly, but gradually felt dizzy and almost fell down.

"Don't watch this chariot randomly!"

There was a voice in the ancient chariot reminding him, and said, "Since you can walk out of the Taoist artifact of Senior Mo Long, it is also considered to be destined to be the Artifact Sect. I want to accept you as my disciple, but I don't know what you mean?"

Leng Ran was stunned and said seriously: "No, I want to go home. Herd cattle, raise a family, marry a wife, and have children."

As soon as he said this, Void suddenly fell silent. Someone in the sword cultivator who fell into the Ri Ridge trembled his shoulders and tried his best to suppress his laughter.

"..." The people in the ancient chariot were speechless, and their breathing became a little heavier: "After entering the practice of cultivation, you will prolong your life and strengthen your body. Especially after joining the Artifact Sect, you will practice the skills of refining weapons, and you will have more resources than ordinary practitioners!"

After a pause, the person in the ancient chariot spoke in a deep voice, as if he would not give up until he lured Leng Ran into the sect, saying, "Even at that time, your partner would be more beautiful and charming, and a large number of female cultivators would come to meet you on their own initiative! If you have extraordinary achievements in refining weapons, the sect leader’s only daughter is young and beautiful, and she is the same age as you, you may not have no chance to go further!"

"Although you are right, I can't join any sect." Leng Ran shook his head and said with a sacred voice: "My mother is only my child. I have to go back early to pass on the family line and let her hold a fat baby with a big butt. Moreover, Xiaohong from the widow Wang's house in the east end of our village has a engagement with me. She has big noses and big eyes, and she looks very beautiful. I want to go back and ask her to herd cattle together."

"The only daughter of the sect leader is beautiful and beautiful. She is definitely ten or a hundred times more beautiful than you, Xiaohong in your village!" The voice in the ancient chariot was roaring, hoarse, and gritting her teeth in anger, causing the entire chariot to tremble.

Leng Ran frowned and said slowly: "Do your sect leader's daughter... can herd cattle? If you don't know how to herd cattle, you will have no common language with me, and then your marriage life will be very disharmonious!"

"Shut up! Is it true that I'm not recognizing your Bai Bag Clothes! Today you must go back to the Qi Sect with me!" The person in the ancient chariot shouted, and used the magic to tie Leng Ran to the ancient chariot, and then shot him away.

The wind was long and the light was shining, and there was a heart-wrenching shout that continued: "Well, is your sect leader's daughter so beautiful? Can I ask her to herd cattle together..."

Looking at the seven ancient chariots shooting away together, someone in the Fallen Ridge Sword Cultivator asked: "What is Bai Bag Clothing? Why are the people from the Artifact Sect so determined to ask that kid to join the Artifact Sect?"

The sword cultivator frowned and said solemnly: "Bainanyi is an original object of that force and is synonymous with extraordinaryness. That young man is not simple, there may be a secret behind it."

After a long silence, he said again: "I sent a message to the sect. What appeared here is the Molong Prison Town Tower. Send more seniors here as soon as possible to seize this tower before the powerful powers of the Wanbeast Sect arrive!"
Chapter completed!