Du Feiyun sat on Mengmeng's back, standing tens of thousands of feet away, staring intently at what was happening, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
In just half a quarter of an hour, the originally majestic and huge floating island disappeared and was swept into the large ball of blood.
At this moment, the only thing left between heaven and earth was a large ball of dazzling blood, shining in a radius of tens of thousands of feet.
Because they were concerned about the overwhelming demonic energy and awe-inspiring power surrounding the bloody light, Du Feiyun and Mengmeng stayed where they were for half an hour, not daring to get close. They waited until the large mass of blood light with a radius of 10,000 feet gradually dissipated, and then they could see clearly. , what appeared on the spot was a huge magic tower hundreds of feet high.
The magic tower is five to six hundred feet high and hundreds of feet thick. Its entire body is a crystal blood red, like a gem. The blood-colored tower is suspended in the darkness, exuding a dense brilliance and swirling around it. With an awe-inspiring demonic aura.
Although the magic tower is hundreds of feet high, it has only nine floors and has eight corners. It is an octagonal tower. Each floor of the magic tower is surrounded by a circle of corridors and cornices, and there is a huge statue of a ferocious beast on each corner. , looks very ferocious and terrifying.
Du Feiyun looked at the blood-red magic tower in the distance and saw four large red-red vigorous characters appearing on the body of the magic tower.
Go back to the Demon Tower!
Each of those four characters is tens of feet in size. The iron painted silver hooks are vigorous and powerful, and the whole body is flowing with a red brilliance, like flowing blood. Just looking at those four characters from a distance will make people's hearts wander. Fear arises, and a faint impulse to worship arises.
After observing the place for a while, Du Feiyun stared at the Tonghui Tianmo Tower and secretly speculated in a low voice: "Could this be the palace of the powerful Demon Emperor?"
After thinking about it, it seemed that there was no other possibility except this answer. Du Feiyun couldn't help but secretly thought it was a fluke. Originally, he had given up, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the situation turned around.
In this case, he was determined not to give up, and would try his best to enter the Tonghui Demon Tower no matter what.
After convincing Mengmeng who had always been reluctant to get close to Tonghui Tianmo Tower, she fluttered her wings and flew towards the magic tower, bringing Du Feiyun to the Tonghui Tianmo Tower. Then, Du Feiyun put Mengmeng into the medicine garden space inside the Nine Dragon Cauldron. Here, I came alone to the steps leading back to the main entrance of the Demon Tower.
Du Feiyun, who was standing on the steps in front of the wide main entrance that was ten feet high, felt a huge pressure on his body, and that kind of soul-stirring terrifying power surged towards him like an overwhelming force and enveloped him.
He tried his best to steady his mind, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to keep the spiritual platform clear and not to fall down under the pressure of the majestic momentum. Although the breathtaking awe-inspiring power made him feel fear and timidity, he still remained Persevere and refuse to give in.
Then, he raised his trembling right leg and stepped up a step. Just the simple action of stepping on the step consumed a lot of his energy and concentration, and sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
One step, two steps, three steps...
He only felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and his whole body was shrouded in the shackles of overwhelming force, and every step he took required an extremely arduous effort.
There were only nine steps. By the time he stepped over the nine steps and arrived at the door, he was already dripping with sweat, his face was red, and stars were shining in his eyes.
After stepping on the nine steps, all his mental and physical energy had been consumed, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted.
However, he still gritted his teeth, raised his head hard, stretched out his hands, and slowly pushed the tall blood-red door in front of him.
The innate-stage monk had the strength of ten thousand kilograms, but at this time he was extremely weak. He tried his best to push the door several times, but the blood-red door did not move at all.
Are you going to fail at this last step? After putting in countless arduous efforts, going through the dangers of life and death, and seeing you about to step into the Demon Emperor's Palace, are you going to fall short at the last step?
No, I will never give up, I will never give up!
Du Feiyun's face looked a little distorted due to the excessive use of force. His arms as heavy as mountains used all his strength, pouring all his life's energy into them, he shouted angrily, and then pushed forward towards the blood-red door.
There was a soft "squeak" sound that was almost imperceptible, but to Du Feiyun's ears, it was like the sound of nature.
I saw that the tall blood-red door finally revealed a gap, and then slowly opened to both sides. After nearly half an hour of opening the blood-red door, Du Feiyun finally exhausted all his energy, his eyes darkened, and he fell headlong. Entered the gate.
Then, Du Feiyun's figure was seen disappearing into the bloody light inside the door, and the tall blood-red door slowly closed without revealing any gaps.
Du Feiyun, who fell into a coma, didn't know how long he had been asleep. His hazy mind gradually regained some clarity, and his tired eyelids gradually opened.
His body seemed to be weak, and his head still ached slightly. Du Feiyun supported his exhausted body, climbed up from the ground, stood on the spot, and looked around with his eyes wide open.
Behind him is a tightly sealed door, under his feet is a gem-like gleaming slate floor, and around him is a broad hall with a radius of thousands of feet.
In the entire hall, only wisps of dark red mist filled the air, and there was nothing around, making it look very empty.
"Isn't this the Demon Emperor's Palace? Why is it so empty?" According to Du Feiyun's imagination, the Demon Emperor's Palace must be lined with palaces, dignified and splendid, covering a vast area, densely covered with pavilions, pavilions and carved railings, and the scene in front of him is obviously very... It's weird.
"How superficial! How can a little monk like you understand my palace?"
A majestic voice full of disdain suddenly sounded in Du Feiyun's mind. That deep voice was full of domineering and fierceness. Just with the sound of it, people couldn't help but outline a tall and burly man with a majestic and domineering face. .
Du Feiyun was startled, turned his head and looked around, and subconsciously asked loudly towards the empty hall: "Who is talking?"
"Humph!" A cold snort sounded in his ears like thunder, which immediately shocked Du Feiyun. His mind was in a mess, and stars were shooting out of his eyes.
Suddenly being bombarded by this mental attack, Du Feiyun staggered and swayed on the spot several times before gradually returning to normal. It could be seen that the man just gave him a lesson and a shock, and did not intend to hurt him, otherwise his mind would have been shocked. Become an idiot.
When he thought of this, the cold sweat on Du Feiyun's back instantly broke down, and he quickly restrained himself, not daring to make any mistakes. The reason why he asked just now was because he was a subconscious reaction to encountering a strange situation. Now that he knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, he naturally didn't. I will ask for trouble again.
Recalling the man's words in his mind, Du Feiyun instantly asked solemnly: "May I ask, are you the powerful Demon Emperor who shocked the ten sects of immortality in the Qing Dynasty a thousand years ago and unified the underground world with unparalleled power?"
These seemingly questioning words secretly praised the man and told him all the most glorious and glorious deeds in his life, which naturally won his favor invisibly.
In fact, this was just a redundant question, because he already had the answer in his mind. The man who called himself me and called this place his palace must be the powerful Demon Emperor.
However, what Du Feiyun was a little confused about was that the powerful Demon Emperor had been killed by a powerful immortal monk a thousand years ago. How could he communicate with his spiritual consciousness at this moment?
At this time, he heard that the voice became much softer, and a childish tone came into Du Feiyun's mind.
"Since you, a young monk, can come here and open the seal with my mountain and river catalogue, you must have been transferred back to investigate for a long time. It is not surprising that you know my old affairs."
"Of course, your guess is correct. I am the Shura Demon Emperor who made the ten sects of immortality hate him and return to their bones thousands of years ago."
It's one thing to have a guess in your mind, but it's another thing to get a clear answer. When Du Feiyun heard the Shura Demon Emperor's personal admission, he was shocked for a while and had many daydreams.
He made the Qing Dynasty extremely powerful with his own power, and the ten immortal sects that were overwhelming the sky were in dire straits. This Shura Demon Emperor must have been a stunningly beautiful and extraordinary figure who dominated the world.
"But, haven't you already...?" Du Feiyun raised his eyebrows and asked the doubts in his heart.
The Shura Demon Emperor did not shy away from these things, and showed no sign of anger. He was silent for a while, and then said: "You are a little monk, how do you understand the vastness of the way to immortality? You still have no idea of the supreme mystery in it. "
"A great monk like me, who has transcended the realm of pill formation, naturally cannot die so easily. Of course, I can't be considered alive now. The only thing that can communicate with you is just a trace of my soul."
"Spiritual soul?" Du Feiyun frowned slightly, and after being shocked, he secretly wondered: "What level of strength is that? Is the soul the soul? After a person dies, the soul has not dissipated after a thousand years?"
Unfortunately, Demon Emperor Shura seemed unable to pry back into his inner thoughts, and did not reply. He just said in a solemn tone: "Okay, little monk, you have rested for such a long time, and your physical strength has almost recovered."
"Then, let's start your journey now. There are nine floors in the Heavenly Demon Tower. This is the first floor. You can start heading towards the ninth floor from here."
Then, the tone of the Shura Demon Emperor changed, with a hint of deception. "If you are lucky enough to break into the ninth floor, then you will be lucky enough to obtain all the treasures in this palace. There are all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth, elixirs, magic weapons and flying swords. At the same time, I will also give you an unexpected surprise."
"Then what if I can't break through to the ninth floor?" Du Feiyun is not stupid. He also understands that high returns must come with risks.
"Then you will naturally disappear and cease to exist." Demon Emperor Shura's tone was very relaxed, as if he was explaining a trivial matter.
Du Feiyun's face suddenly became solemn, and he asked tentatively: "Then can I not break in? Can I withdraw now?"
"Haha, what a joke! Once you enter the Tonghuitian Tower, you will be separated from the rest of the world. You have only two choices, kill yourself by wiping your neck or try your best to get to the ninth floor to see me."
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