Ling Tian frowned slightly, raised his head and said, "The situation of the war here has been decided, you and I don't have to fight. When my senior brother returns to the court, he will definitely resign from His Majesty, stay away from the disputes in this world, and walk around the world together. Isn't this the case?
Are you happy?"
"Haha... Senior brother, why would you destroy your future for me?"
The young general laughed and said at the same time, he jumped to the top of the city and pointed the spear at Ling Tian, "Brother, I haven't seen you for many years. I wonder if your marksmanship has improved?"
"You want to fight me?"
Ling Tian held the spear in his hand, hesitant in his heart.
"What about this? If I win this battle, you will retreat! If you win, I will surrender!"
The young general knew that Ling Tian was hesitant, so he suggested to Ling Tian.
"good!"
Ling Tian agreed and stepped forward with his gun in hand.
He originally thought that this battle would be like when they were learning skills in the mountains, just a competition.
Unexpectedly, every shot fired by the young general would hit Ling Tian's vitals.
His intention seems to be to destroy the heaven's life.
After dozens of fights, Ling Tian, who had always left room for improvement, gradually fell into a disadvantage.
His arm was scratched in more than one place by the young general.
His expression gradually became anxious.
call out!
Suddenly, the young general stabbed Ling Tian's throat with a spear at an extremely tricky angle.
Ling Tian was in a hurry and instinctively drew out his gun.
But at this moment, the young general took the initiative to let go of his gun-holding hand and allowed Ling Tian's spear to pierce his chest.
"Junior brother!"
Ling Tian exclaimed and quickly hugged the young general.
"Brother, you won in the end, just like before..."
The young general lay in Ling Tian's arms, with an unpredictable smile on his lips.
"Stop talking, junior brother!"
Ling Tian looked anxious, knowing that his junior brother was clearly begging for death.
Without waiting for his junior brother to say anything, he quickly turned around and shouted to the army behind him, "Quickly, send the military doctor!"
"No need, senior brother, it's too late..."
The young general stopped Ling Tian, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "When I die, you can take my head and offer it to help your career rise. But I hope you can bury my body in the place where we used to practice our crafts."
That deep mountain."
After saying that, he tilted his neck and fell into Ling Tian's arms.
"Junior brother..."
Ling Tian roared, and the shout echoed in the sky, as if he was lamenting the ruthlessness of fate.
Gradually, his spirit became trance-like.
When his consciousness became clear again, he had arrived in a dark space.
Not far ahead is a door that shines with a strange light.
Ling Tian walked out of the situation just now and understood that he had left the thirteenth floor of the magic tower. Now he only needed to step through the door in front of him to reach the fourteenth floor.
In fact, this is not the first time he has appeared in such a dark space.
Every time he feels a demonic thought, he will appear here.
However, this time, he was not as resolute as before and stepped into the door decisively.
In nearly ten hours, he experienced the lives of thirteen demon saints and realized thirteen different demonic thoughts.
The separations of life and death, the betrayal of loved ones, and the cruel killings have made him feel a little tired.
"If you are tired, please leave the magic tower first."
Ling Mo saw that something was wrong with Ling Tian's state, and at this time he also suggested to Ling Tian.
"I can still stand it!"
Ling Tian said in a deep voice.
Although he said this, his eyes had obviously changed compared to before he stepped into the Hundred-story Demon Tower.
"I advise you to give up for the time being."
Seeing that Ling Tian was about to go to the fourteenth floor of the Demon Tower, Ling Mo suggested again, "Experiencing the experience of the Demon Saints and understanding their demon thoughts is indeed beneficial to your demon practice. But there is a problem with everything.
Du, if you realize too many experiences of the Demon Saint in a short period of time, it may be a burden to you! Once your mentality is unbalanced, it will only have side effects on the practice of Demon Dao."
People who fall into the devil's path, unless they are cultivators of gods, humans and demons, are basically people with stories.
They fell into the devil's path, probably because of an opportunity.
Because of the injustice of the world, the betrayal of relatives and friends, and the cruel killings.
Ling Tian experienced so much at once, and it was inevitable that there would be some fluctuations in his thoughts.
This is especially true for the way of being deeply involved in the magic tower.
Ling Tian experienced the lives of those demon saints and had the emotions of those demon saints in a short period of time.
Although you can escape from each experience, you may not be able to truly escape from it.
"Will it be a burden?"
Ling Tian muttered Ling Mo's words.
In front of Ling Mo was the Thousand Refiners Demon Saint. In terms of understanding of the devil's ways, Ling Tian was naturally far behind.
Ling Tian was not someone who couldn't listen to advice. After Ling Mo's two suggestions, his ideas were somewhat shaken.
After he had the intention of leaving, Ling Tian asked Ling Mo, "Then how do we leave this magic tower?"
"You'll understand when you turn around."
Ling Mo heard Ling Tian ask such a question, and immediately smiled knowingly.
Ling Tian heard the sound and turned around slowly.
Only then did he realize that there was another door behind him.
Unlike the previous door, this door shines with the light of hope, giving people a feeling of comfort.
"Come to the Magic Tower next time."
Ling Tian sighed and stepped forward.
All disciples of the Demonic Cultivators of the Wuji Holy Land can come to the Hundred-Storey Demonic Tower to understand demonic thoughts.
The floors you have passed before will be passed directly when you arrive next time.
Most of the demon cultivator disciples in the Wuji Holy Land have basically visited the hundred-story demon tower.
Of course, they didn't finish the journey in one or two days.
Many people come dozens of times before they can complete the hundred-story magic tower.
It took several years, even more than ten years.
"Out!"
Outside the hundred-story magic tower, Zhu Xiaomeng and others saw the light flickering at the door of the magic tower. They thought that Ling Tian was exhausted, so they all rushed forward to meet him.
But when they took a few steps, they saw Ling Tian standing at the gate.
It seems that the state is a bit tired.
However, the whole person still remained awake.
"Junior Brother Lingtian, you..."
Bu Xiaoyao didn't quite understand, and stared at Ling Tian in surprise.
Although he has never entered the Hundred-Story Demonic Tower, he still knows a bit about the Hundred-Story Demonic Tower.
Most people walk into the Hundred-story Magic Tower upright and come out unconscious.
I remember when Qiu Yifan entered the Hundred-story Demonic Tower, he was the one waiting outside.
After Qiu Yifan came out, he was the one who carried him back to Yaoguang Hall.
But why did Ling Tian still act like nothing happened after he came out?
"What's wrong?"
Ling Tian saw several people looking at him with strange eyes, and he suddenly felt a little puzzled.
In the end, it was Qiu Yifan who reacted first and guessed the situation, "Junior Brother Lingtian, did you leave the Demon Tower on your own initiative?"