King Ming of Zhenzhu fell to the ground with a huge body. Before he died, he was unwilling to repeat the biggest questions in his life:

"You...you...whether are you..."

Ling'er restored her human body angrily and clapped her hands: "It's really a fool, I just said this for a long time."

"There are stories, too. It seems that he was an immortal. Later, he was too utilitarian and was too ruthless, so he went to this miserable place to guard the door." Fang Xian walked to the corpse of Mingwang in the prison and frowned at the piece of stuff, "It's weird, this corpse has not disappeared, maybe there is something inside."

"Huh..." Lin Yueru took a step back, "I can't accept the whip of the corpse..."

"You guys turn your back and I'll do it." Fang Xian rolled up his sleeves, raised his axe, and slammed it hard...

Although Ling'er and Yueru were carrying her back, she heard something wrong with the sound.

"Brother Xian, are you smashing stones or cutting corpses?"

Fang Xian wiped his sweat: "This ghost's muscles are indeed not in vain..."

Since he couldn't cut it, Fang Xian could only see what was worth digging on him...

Look at it... except for the fig leaf... it seems... this is a poor guy.

"Maybe it's a magical outfit..." Fang Xian gritted his teeth and pulled off the fig leaf, not daring to look at the things below.

Just as the fig leaf was removed, the body of the King of Prison disappeared.

Fang Xian covered his nose and looked at this stuff... Even if he was a magical costume, he would not dare to wear it. He put it in his bag to see the item description - the single pants of the King of Ming of Zhenzhu.

"Could it be... this thing..." Fang Xian thought about it for a while, thinking that some excavations were made. Since that's the case, he might as well give it a try.

So he waved at Ling'er Yueru with a fig leaf and said, "Let's go and enter the tower."

Ling'er Yueru was very disgusted by his actions, but it was obvious that Fang Xian himself was also disgusting. Since he wanted to do such a disgusting thing, there must be a disgusting reason. At this time, they did not dare to approach Fang Xian, so they did not ask more questions and followed him far away.

After scrubbing, I entered the ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower. The maze was not covered. After taking two steps, a foolish pig-headed monster rushed over immediately.

There are countless monsters in the demon lock tower, claiming that they can get out of the tower by eating enough 999 monsters or 99 people. Therefore, the monsters here are already perverted and they have to chew whatever they need.

The pighead monster had a drooling in his mouth and rushed over with a thorny hammer.

"Wow...meat!"

Lin Yueru had already reached out to prepare, but saw the pig-headed monster's raised sledgehammer suddenly stopped.

The pig-headed monster swallowed and smeared, staring at the colorful shy pants in Fang Xian's hand.

"These pants...can it be..." As a pig-headed monster, the Pig-headed monster can reveal a series of emotions such as surprise, horror, fear, etc. on their facial expressions.

Seeing that this move seemed effective, Fang Xian said like teasing a little animal:

"Mingwang Pants, in my hand... I want to escape, follow me!!"

The pighead monster looked carefully again, even smelled it, and then took a step back.

"That's right... this is the taste of the Ming King." At the same time, his saliva flowed again.

Fang Xian continued: "Mingwang Pants are in my hand, I want to escape, follow me..."

"Ula! You actually killed King Ming... You are even more powerful than King Ming... I want to run away... I want to get out of the tower!" The pig-headed monster wiped his nose, put away his hammer, stood behind the three of them honestly, and shouted with Fang Xian:

"The Ming King's pants are in your hands. I will run for my life and follow you."

Although this move seemed to be successful, Fang Xian still had a headache. The pronunciation of "Wu" and "Ru" is really disgusting.

Fang Xian found the big sword of the snake man from his bag. Although he couldn't get the equipment, it came in handy at this time. He picked the strip high, it was like a colorful flag. It was more effective than holding the head of the Ming King.

Along the way, the first two monsters he encountered were a little hesitant, and even walked up to smell them like pig-headed monsters. Gradually, there were more monsters behind them. Seeing that the formation was so huge, the new monsters simply didn't even smell them, and joined the team in a daze. Herd mentality is sometimes a good thing.

So, such a disgusting maze was filled with "I want to escape, follow me!" The monsters who had been imprisoned for a hundred and thousands of years saw the only hope of the demon life, and they all looked pious.

Ling'er thought it was fun, so she shouted with her, looking at the blue-skinned uncle monster, teasing Bai Wuchang with long tongues and so on.

Although Lin Yueru could not s the monster, she resolutely stood up for the neatness of the team. If any monster is out of the line, there will be a whip to greet him soon.

With the fig leaf of the Ming King, the battle is basically completely avoided. Anyway, the three of them are now over level 20, and there is no more powerful in this maze than them. You can go to Miaojiang and upgrade later.

Of course, the treasures on the road cannot fall. Although the treasures in the Demon Lock Tower are not as good as the Hidden Gu, there are still some supplies and equipment, so I took them in case of emergency.

A bunch of monsters and monsters just walked, one layer after another, and I don’t know when they were going to be.

Finally, when I reached the seventh floor, a demon spoke.

The monster looked like a broken mouth because he had no head, a big mouth growing on his belly, holding a harpoon around his grass skirt, and he didn't know what the prototype was from.

"Master, I can't see anything. Where are we going?"

"The bottom of the tower." Fang Xian replied.

The Minotaur carrying an axe shouted, "What are you doing at the bottom of the tower?"

"When the foundation is laid, the tower collapses."

The little devil in Bai Wuchang's shape asked: "But where is King Ming guarding?"

The pig-headed monster hit Bai Wuchang in the head: "Why are you stupider than me? The Ming King has been killed by an expert. Didn't you see the Ming King's pants?"

Bai Wuchang smiled foolishly: "Yes... Master, you can even beat King Ming. You are not a monster. Why are you coming into this tower?"

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"It's too poor, look for a shot."

"Wuwuwu... Master, I know why you are so powerful here..."

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As we walked down the tower layer by layer, the team grew stronger and stronger. When we went down to the fourth floor, the plot finally appeared.

As soon as I reached the fourth floor, I saw a mummy beside the wall, and a white-haired evil ghost floated out of the mummy.

"Shushan disciples... are not allowed to enter the tower..." The mummy slashed his sword without any discrimination.

Fang Xian raised his arms and shouted: "Uncle Master!!!"

"..." The mummy was stunned, but his subordinates kept slashing down with one sword.

Fang Xian still had to talk, but the monsters behind him stopped doing it.

"Old ghost, this master took us out of the tower. Are you unreasonable?!" The pighead threw it over without hesitation.

After that, all kinds of greetings, harpoons, fighting spirits, flying axes and so on all the things hit the wronged souls.

I saw countless numbers popping up on the head of the white-haired old ghost instantly, and he died.

"I finally... is freed...thank you..." The old ghost resentful spirit returned to the samsara.

"I really did nothing..."

This old ghost is Jiang Qing, the uncle of the Jiujianxian. Because of the shemale love, she fell into the tower. If you remember correctly, this is the third tragic shemale love in the game. Fang Xian originally wanted to enlighten him well, but the resentment of the demons behind him was too strong...

Fang Xian turned around and cursed: "Why didn't you cut off the Ming King earlier?"

The pighead monster drooled and giggled: "This maze is too big, we can't find the exit..."

At this moment, a woman appeared beside the mummy, gently stroked the body, turning it into dust, leaving only a seven-star sword.

"Dad, you finally rested in peace." The woman was about to leave after praying.

Fang Xian felt that this should be a hidden task, so he asked quickly: "Girl, are you the daughter of Master Jiang Qing?"

"Well, I'm Jiang Wan'er." The woman Mu Mu turned her head, with no expression on her face. She was born and grew up in this demon lock tower, and her tragic worldview has been deeply rooted, and she has no hope of escaping from this place.

Fang Xian picked up the fig leaf: "Mingwang pants are in my hand, I want to escape, follow me!!"

The demons behind him yelled: "Escape, run for life!!"

Jiang Wan'er stared at the colorful flag and covered her nose and exclaimed: "This color, this texture, this smelly smell... it's really the trousers of King Ming!"

Fang Xian naturally wanted to continue persuading: "Miss, you have extraordinary aura, unique bones, you must be extraordinary. Go out with me to do something! A bright future is waiting!"

Jiang Wan'er hesitated: "I grew up in the tower since I was a child, and I never knew what kind of way to get out the tower..."

Fang Xian went over and pushed Jiang Wan'er into the team: "Hey, you go to the team first, let's tell you about it, let's hurry up."

The pig-headed monster wiped his saliva and greeted Wan'er: "Girl, there are seven dragon pillars at the bottom of the tower..."

Fang Xian pulled Ling'er and bounced the jade Buddhist beads.

"Tasks, Tasks, Hidden Tasks."

"...I really don't have this. You can't even have such a painful plot, and there is no limit on water!"

"You can set such a painful plot, you are the one who is the one who is watery and has no lower limit... I'll play!"

"I regret it, I shouldn't have entered this bead."

Pick up the Seven Star Sword and threw it into the bag. The huge team continued to move forward. As the saying goes, the unity is great, and the spark can start a prairie fire. The soldiers are not bloody and have arrived at the Book Fairy on the third level of the Demon Locking Tower.

Rather than saying that he is an old bookworm, he transformed into a set of bamboo sticks on weekdays. Fang Xian played the bamboo sticks with the mentality of a farmer who could collect them when passing by.

"Why do you play me?" The immortal in the book appeared in anger.

"Let's go, there are only a few books here. I'll take you to read "Five Thousand Years of the Upper and Lower" without saying a word." Fang Xian picked up a bamboo stick and stuffed it into his bag.

The immortal in the book reads poetry and books. This is the first time he has heard unknown words: "What is "Five Thousand Years"?"

"If you don't understand, follow me. You can also watch "Jin Ping Mei", "**", and "Fighting Break the Sky" in the future."

The immortal in the book was impressed, and this man read more books than himself: "Just listening to the title of the book, he cited it with great connotation..."

So, the immortal in the book was tempted and stuffed into Fang Xian's bag.

Then there is a meditating ghost. This guy is just a blocking road. He has been thinking about whether he should step on his left leg or right leg for the rest of his life.

Fang Xian didn't say anything, and chopped his left leg by axe.

The contemplative ghost suddenly realized and jumped on one leg and joined the team.

When the team grew to a certain level, everyone came to a wine jar at the right time.
Chapter completed!