I used the Kunlun Mirror to seal the fracture, and those drought demons couldn't come up at all. This ceiling turned out to be a mezzanine, which should be used to seal these drought demons. There is a universe in this tower. We feel that it is a demon tower and it should not be Su Yang.
The consortium doesn't know what they did to this tower.
"Senior, see if there is a way out. If not, we will destroy this mezzanine. We don't have time to waste here." I said to the injured old beggar.
There's no way I can stand here and keep holding the Kunlun Mirror. We have to go up there anyway. It takes at least a thousand years for a Drought Demon to form, and some even more. It's a good thing that the Eight Major Financial Groups actually have so many Drought Demons.
After the old beggar briefly treated the wound, he started to look for an exit according to my instructions. Fortunately, the corpse poison in him was not deep, otherwise he would have been in trouble.
"It's really weird. Where did Su Ting and Su Hun go out? This doesn't work, that doesn't work, there is no way at all, so where did they go?" The old beggar was even more puzzled than me. After all, he suffered a loss.
There was originally a leader, but unexpectedly the so-called "leader" disappeared.
As the old beggar spoke, he took out his mobile phone to illuminate the surroundings. This mezzanine was very dark, and it might have been because of the drought demon being sealed. The stench inside was extremely bad.
But after illuminating the interlayer, I found that the surrounding area was full of patterns. Each pattern was a Suzaku, as well as various medicine cauldrons and alchemy cauldrons. There were balls of fire on Suzaku's body, and the color of the fire was very bright. This was deliberately used.
The color indicates the specialness of fire.
"Nan Ming Li Huo? It is said that using Nan Ming Li Huo, the associated fire of Suzaku, to refine elixirs can produce the elixir of immortality. Is this tower recording some ancient legends?"
The old beggar almost lost his mind when he touched those patterns.
But when he mentioned immortality, my heart trembled. Is it the ultimate dream of the eight major financial groups? Could they have believed this legend and been looking for the Suzaku clan and the ancient Nanming fire to make elixirs?
"Senior, if you want to study it, you can take a photo and then talk about it when you go out!"
This mezzanine is airtight. I'm afraid there is no way out. I have to use the same method as before. Breaking through the wall is better than staying in a stalemate here. I smell this smell for a long time and I want to vomit. A bunch of drought demons are locked up here.
how long.
The old beggar nodded in understanding. After taking a few photos, he squatted down and performed the Toad Kung Fu again.
I saw his limbs move, and his head flew out like a cannonball. With a bang, a big hole opened in the mezzanine, and the man rushed out steadily.
Open! The eighth floor! There is no road between the seventh and eighth floors. There is a mezzanine in the middle that separates the two floors. Once the mezzanine is opened, it is almost impossible to get up.
There are so many drought demons, they will kill you. The power of those charms is already very small against them. The red rope, ink stick, and glutinous rice are all ineffective, and you can't kill them even if you fight for a long time.
"Come up!" The old beggar was safe this time and waved to me through the big hole.
I quickly took back the Kunlun Mirror, and then sealed the road with Kirin Blood. I pasted a Three Saint Talisman on that location, and ended with a corpse-suppressing spell. These drought demons would not be able to break through for at least ten minutes. We had already left by then, so we could just block them temporarily.
I jumped up quickly. The hole was big enough for me to pass through, and I reached the eighth floor.
There is nothing here, everything is safe, and there are traps on the lower level. They probably won't try to do anything on this tower level again.
"Don't waste time, keep walking, it's very close to twelve o'clock." I looked at the time and it was already half past nine. After twelve o'clock, if I couldn't kill one of them, I would lose.
The old beggar ignored his pain and continued to climb the tower with me. The two of them climbed to the top of the tower.
At about ten o'clock, the old beggar and I finally climbed to the highest floor of the tower.
The top of the tower is the smallest, but I feel that the space inside is not too small. It is even larger than any other floor. I don't know if it is an illusion or if there is something inside.
We didn't encounter any obstacles during this period. After reaching the top of the tower, it was like a small palace. There was a relatively short step covered with golden blankets. There were eight domineering dragon chairs on the steps.
However, one dragon chair is empty, and the other seven dragon chairs are all occupied by people, including men and women. The only missing dragon chair should be the winner.
There were many people surrounding the dragon chair, lined up in a row, just like the ancient ministers going to court. At the end of the middle stood an old man, he was Su Ting!
This old guy really came up, but there was no way on the seventh floor. How did he get up? If he had forced his way up like the old beggar, he would have left traces.
The reason Su Ting came here was very simple. He wanted to seek justice for his son. He wanted to find out whether the eight major financial groups had anything to do with his son's death!
But their conversation seemed to be interrupted by the intrusion of the old beggar and me.
Everyone looked at me. Su Ting was also very surprised. He didn't expect that I would suddenly appear here. The whole scene was silent and even a little awkward. Everyone stared at me.
And on the outermost side of the tower, a fight was going on. I don’t need to say who it was. Although that guy was strong, the people from the eight major consortiums were not vegetarians.
At this time, Zhu Qiaoer stood up and broke the deadlock, and then said to me: "Okay, I didn't expect you to find it here, but there are only the last two hours left, what can you do?"
The other six people also smiled scornfully and looked at me arrogantly next to the dragon chair. The people in the two rows below were also ready to make a move. They probably wanted to kill me to take credit. They were able to stand in front of the dragon chair. They were probably from the eight major financial groups.
A powerful and important person.
The old beggar swallowed a breath, and suddenly moved to my side nervously and whispered: "Brother, I think it's more important for us to save our lives. These people are not good people. Together they can give us enough to drink a pot."
"The first one in the row on the left is Qingdi, the one wearing black clothes with chicken feathers on his collar. He is the judge's agent in the human world. His strength is beyond doubt!"
"The third one on the right is Jingtianming. He is a master of zombie control. I guess he controls all those drought demons. Otherwise, if these zombies are released, they will be indistinguishable between the enemy and us. They will bite everyone they see and cannot be used to defend against the enemy. His
His status is comparable to that of Yong Ye, but he is not as good at controlling corpses as he is at controlling ghosts."
"The fifth person in the row on the right is called Tang Lin. He is a descendant of the Tang clan and a master of using magic weapons and poisons."
"The others are all new faces. They may be from other places, or they may be outstanding people who have appeared since I left Kyoto. Their aura and murderous aura are definitely not inferior to yours or mine."
After the old beggar finished speaking, he glanced at Su Ting, as if he finally understood why Su Ting was so obedient after he came up. He didn't fight or make trouble, but just used an object to confront people. Zhou Yuen said, that was Zhu Qiaoer's thing.
She put it in.
Chapter completed!