In the black ice, ninety-nine divine chains passed through the human supreme body. The head, neck, spine, hands, legs, and chest were all locked. The blood in the body seemed to have drained out, and the body was very dry. .~~~~
Although it is sealed by ice, it still gives people a sad feeling.
It can be imagined how miserable this human supreme was during his lifetime. He was once famous all over the world and had unparalleled cultivation. However, he was imprisoned in the tower and died of bleeding.
Monk Tangan was well-informed and could infer the identity of that supreme human being based on the robes and accessories he wore.
"He should be the third-generation emperor of the Zijin Kingdom, Zixuan." Monk Tangan made this judgment.
He sighed: "Back then, the Purple Gold Emperor opened up the 'Purple Gold Divine Kingdom', established a great human civilization, and unified the entire northern Xinjiang land. However, the 'Purple Gold Divine Kingdom' only lasted for three generations before perishing. It is really disappointing. People sigh."
"When the Zijin Kingdom was destroyed, the third-generation emperor also disappeared, and his whereabouts remain a mystery."
"Some people say that he escaped, hid overseas, and will come back in the future. Others say that he was besieged by the demon clan, and eventually died tragically at the Burial Mountain, and was buried with the Purple Gold Emperor."
"However, who could have expected that the third-generation emperor who was once so powerful would be imprisoned in an iron tower and eventually die in the cold and darkness, turning into a withered skeleton. Life can be so miserable!"
Ning Xiaochuan stared at the human supreme being who had ninety-nine iron chains pierced through his body. His heart was extremely heavy, he was congested, and he felt very depressed.
Even the supreme human beings cannot escape their misfortune. In the eyes of the demon clan, other humans are probably just like livestock and can be killed at will.
Ning Xiaochuan couldn't calm down, and said: "This tower actually imprisons so many strong human beings. The owner of the iron tower must be a strong person from the demon clan, and he will not be unknown."
Monk Tangan and Hua Qinglian both looked thoughtful.
Suddenly, Monk Tangan's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "Is it that tower?"
"Master already knows the origin of this iron tower?" Hua Qinglian said.
Monk Tan Qian said: "It is said that when Emperor Zijin was still alive, he refined a 'Demon Suppression Tower' specifically to suppress the powerful men of the major demon clans."
"In that era, when the 'Monster Suppressing Tower' came out, it would definitely scare the heads of all the demon clans out of their wits and run away in all directions. For the demon clan, the 'Monster Suppressing Tower' was like a nightmare."
"At that time, a great master of the Monster Clan built a 'Human Suppression Tower' to take revenge on the Human Clan. He specifically suppressed the Human Clan's masters, imprisoned the Human Race's strong men, and opposed the Purple Gold Royal Family everywhere."
"That great master of the demon clan is the first-generation demon emperor of Damengze, the 'Tianmeng Demon Emperor'."
Ning Xiaochuan said with emotion: "It is said that the Tianmeng Demon Emperor once took three moves from the Zijin Emperor. Although he was beaten by the Zijin Emperor until he vomited blood, he still escaped from the Zijin Emperor's hands."
Monk Tan Qian nodded and said: "This legend is probably true. In that era, the only creature who dared to challenge the Purple Gold Emperor was the Demon Emperor Tianmeng."
"According to the research of the monks of later generations, they all believe that the Demon Emperor Tianmeng may also have cultivated into a minor god, and the destruction of the Zijin Kingdom has a lot to do with it."
Hua Qinglian said: "If you put it this way, wouldn't it mean that the third emperor of the Purple Gold Divine Kingdom was imprisoned in the 'Suppressing Tower' by Demon Emperor Tianmeng? But, who killed the 'Suppressing Tower'? Break?"
"At that time, unless the Purple Gold Emperor personally took action, no one could cut off the 'Restraining Tower' controlled by the Demon Emperor Tianmeng." Monk Tan Qian said: "Perhaps, in Tianmeng When the Demon Emperor suppressed the Third Emperor, the 'Suppression Tower' had already become a broken tower."
"This can only be inferred!" Hua Qinglian nodded.
Ning Xiaochuan still frowned and said: "If this ruined tower is really a 'people-suppressing tower', how could it be sealed underground in the Demon Clan Holy Kingdom? What secrets are hidden here? What should be sealed? Powerful and powerful Is there anything taboo among the demon clan? Where did Demon Emperor Tianmeng go after his revenge?"
Hua Qinglian glanced at the top of the iron tower, feeling a cold air coming towards her, and said: "Why do I feel that the Demon Emperor Tianmeng is in this tower?"
As soon as these words came out, Ning Xiaochuan also felt the same vigilance in his Seven Apertures God and Demon Heart.
It is obvious that the people imprisoned in the Tower of Zhenren are strong human beings, but the demonic energy in the tower far outweighs the popularity.
This is quite strange in itself!
Where does the evil spirit in the Town Tower come from?
Could it be that as Hua Qinglian said, the Demon Emperor Tianmeng is in the tower?
None of the three dared to speak!
It was eerily quiet, and only the breathing of the three of them could be heard.
"Such a long time has passed. Even if the Demon Emperor Tianmeng really cultivated into a sub-god, he would have fallen long ago and would not be alive until now." Ning Xiaochuan said solemnly.
Hua Qinglian also nodded and said: "The life span of the secondary god cannot be eternal. We don't have to be afraid of the Tianmeng Demon Emperor. However, the means left by the secondary god are extraordinary. Even if it only leaves a formation, it can make us Death without a burial place.”
"Then what are you talking about? We'd better escape first, we can't stay in this place!" Monk Tangan didn't plan to continue climbing to the top of the tower, and ran towards the bottom of the town tower, preparing to escape from the town tower.
However, just as he ran down, he rushed back at a faster speed and said: "It's over! Those big monsters from the monster clan are catching up with me, run away!"
After saying this, Monk Tangan rushed towards the ninth floor of the Town Tower, as if a pack of wild dogs were chasing him. He ran away faster than anyone else.
"Wow!"
Below, a huge demonic fireball hit Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian.
Inside the fireball, lightning is wrapped, making a muffled "bang" sound, just like thunder exploding inside the fireball.
Ning Xiaochuan made a big palm print, and his five fingers turned into the claws of the lightning beast, crushing the fireball. The flame fragments fell on the black ice, making big craters!
A big demon with two wings on its back transformed into a human form, with lightning flowing all over its body, and rushed out of the deep passage.
It spit out a flaming whip from its mouth, which was nine feet long. It was forged from the backbone of some kind of creature, with a total of one hundred and twenty-one joints.
"Pop!"
The long whip was swung, making the sound of bones hitting.
"This is the Tower of Suppression. Now that you have broken in, you are destined to be suppressed here." That big demon possesses the cultivation level of the fourth realm of heaven. Its body is wrapped in countless lightning rules. The power is tyrannical, and the voice is like thunder.
Hua Qinglian took a step forward and stretched out a slender arm.
Five snow-white fingers slowly spread out, holding the big demon in the palm of their hand across a void.
The big demon's body became only as big as a fist, like a sparrow, struggling in Hua Qinglian's hands.
"Bang!"
When Hua Qinglian released her fingers, the body of the big demon had been shattered, its bones turned into powder, and it almost turned into a ball of blood and mud!
What he just used was the "Qiankun Palm Seal of Heaven and Earth", which contained the heaven and earth in the palm of his hand. Once the magical power was released, he could crush the big demon to death.
It may seem like an understatement, but it contains extremely advanced magical powers that other monks cannot match.
"Hurry up, more powerful monsters are rushing up." After Hua Qinglian said this, she turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the ninth floor of the town tower.
"Bang! Bang!"
Ning Xiaochuan shot out both palms at the same time, using the power of "World-Destroying Demonic Fire" and "Earth Rules" to blast away the two big monsters.
"roar!"
A sharp roar sounded, shaking the vitality.
A golden brilliance flew over, filled with demonic aura, like a flood coming.
The situation was so urgent that the Holy Fish King's true form arrived. Ning Xiaochuan didn't even have a chance to take away the body of the big demon, so he immediately retreated, dodged, and rushed to the ninth floor of the Town Tower.
After Ning Xiaochuan reached the ninth floor, Monk Tangan immediately took out a Buddhist scripture from his arms and placed it at the entrance of the passage, forming a layer of Buddhist scriptures.
"Wow——"
Thousands of golden Sanskrit words were connected together and turned into a layer of light curtain, blocking the strong men of the demon clan on the eighth floor of the Town Tower.
"Didn't you say that the Buddhist scriptures sold to us are already the last three volumes?" Ning Xiaochuan glanced at Monk Tanqian.
Monk Tangan pointed his finger to the sky and said plausibly: "I swear to heaven, this poor monk is definitely the last Buddhist scripture!"
Ning Xiaochuan looked inside Monk Tanqian's robe and found that there were indeed no other scriptures, but he still didn't believe his words. There was not a single word of truth in this monk's mouth!
The Holy Fish King summoned the Supreme Instrument, awakened the power of the instrument spirit, and unleashed the full power of the Supreme Instrument.
"boom!"
On the Buddhist scriptures, nine Sanskrit characters were broken into pieces and turned into nine wisps of golden spiritual smoke.
The power of the Buddhist barrier has weakened a bit.
Hua Qinglian said: "The Holy Fish King's cultivation has reached the seventh realm of gods and humans, 'God Realm', and he has the supreme weapon in his hands. He will soon crush the Buddhist scriptures. After it smashes the Buddhist scriptures,
Nothing can stop it anymore."
Monk Tangan asked: "What should we do now?"
Ning Xiaochuan looked towards the ninth floor of the Prison Tower. There were no human prisoners on the entire ninth floor, but it was shrouded in a layer of blue-gray mist. The demonic aura was even stronger and lifeless, and it seemed that there was a huge danger hidden there.
"You can only go up, there is no second way."
Ning Xiaochuan summoned the demon sword, holding it in one hand and holding the world-destroying demon fire in the other, and walked into the blue-gray mist.
Monk Tangan followed closely behind Ning Xiaochuan, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand and a vajra in his right hand, observing the surroundings carefully.
Hua Qinglian walked at the end, with a white sacred halo suspended behind him, which reflected him extremely holy. His skin was like jade wax, and no evil spirit could get close to his body.
"Ta-da!"
Suddenly, in the mist, there was the sound of footsteps.
Moreover, there was also the sound of chains colliding.
The sound, very clear, reached the ears of the three people at the same time. The three people stopped almost at the same time, held their breath, and the hairs on their bodies stood up.
The Town Tower has been sealed for who knows how many years, why are there still footsteps? It must not be monsters. They are also blocked by the Buddhist barrier and cannot catch up so quickly.
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