The slaves who entered the Bone Tower met a tragic end.
Because their cultivation was very weak, they could not withstand the play of the blue-robed demon cultivator, and most of them died like toys.
As for some talents and cultivation, they will be used as cauldrons for the blue-robed demon cultivator to practice. Once the Yuan Yin is drained from the body, they will still be abandoned.
Not only are female slaves sent here, but there are also many male slaves. After all, there are not only male demon cultivators in blue robes.
These three towers are called "Bone-Pinting Towers", and as long as you are promoted to Blue Robe, you can enjoy them here.
Wutian Organization will regularly send various elixirs and other cultivation resources, and will also send people here from time to time to release tasks. It can be said that this is the paradise of blue-robed demon cultivators!
"No wonder the people in the Wutian organization are so crazy. After all, as long as you are promoted, it is equivalent to being able to reach the sky in one step!"
Mu Feng felt very emotional.
While the people in black robes around him were not paying attention, Mu Feng directly used the divine concealment method to enter the Bone Crushing Tower and checked the first floor. There were dozens of slaves imprisoned in several rooms on the first floor.
The eyes of these slaves were full of despair. They were forced to change clothes and forced to smile, waiting for the end that would come at some point.
"It's so pitiful. If I had the chance, I would take you away."
Mu Feng said secretly in his heart, and then came to the second floor.
The second floor is a huge pleasure space, where a strong monster with a lion's head and body is eating havoc, surrounded by several slaves.
He even hung several slaves up, tied some to pillars, and even grabbed some and stuffed them into their mouths.
Creak, creak, creak!
The bones were mixed with flesh and blood, so that the lion tribe's strong man's mouth was stained red with blood. The slaves kneeling on the ground around him were frightened and cried, but they still lay there like dogs.
Brutal and perverted are not enough to describe this hellish scene. These evil cultivators of the demon race completely unleashed their true nature here, and even got worse.
Mu Feng took two deep breaths. Although this blue-robed demon cultivator was also of the highest level, he was busy venting his anger and did not notice Mu Feng's presence at all.
Soon, Mu Feng had figured out the Bone Tower. Although the entire tower was brightly lit, there were only three blue-robed demon cultivators.
Then he went to the bone-burning tower next to it. It was similar inside, except that the number of blue-robed demon cultivators was doubled, with six people in total.
To be precise, the last Bone Tower is not a place for enjoyment, but a place for the blue-robed demon cultivators to rest and heal their wounds, so it is so quiet.
The nine blue-robed demon cultivators in the two bone-burning towers in front were all below the fifth level of the Supreme Realm. They did not pose much of a threat to him, not even if they were all together.
However, among these demon cultivators, there are no bull-headed or horse-faced figures. If they are really in this branch hall, they must be in the last bone-burning tower.
However, the demon cultivators in the last bone-burning tower are either cultivating or healing their wounds. They must be very vigilant. If they rush in rashly, they will definitely alert the snake.
Mu Feng didn't want to repeat the battle in Sharptooth Forest. After all, there were many strong people in the Wutian organization.
Just as he was thinking about how to enter the last Bone Tower, a red-robed demon correction man walked quickly towards the Bone Tower at the back, seemingly wanting to enter the tower.
"Hey, it's you!"
Mu Feng was overjoyed and quietly approached the red-robed demon cultivator. He struck out like lightning and knocked the red-robed demon cultivator unconscious, and then held him tightly in the golden book world.
By probing his memory, Mu Feng found out that this demon cultivator had just received the elixir and was about to send it to the last Bone Crushing Tower. There were three pills in total, so there were three demon cultivators in the last Bone Crushing Tower.
indivual.
A demon cultivator who doesn't indulge in pleasure in a place like this is definitely not an ordinary person.
It's a pity that the red-robed demon cultivator's memory destroyed itself before he could find out who the three powerful men were in the last bone-burning tower.
With a thought in his mind, Mu Feng took off his red robe and put it on. Anyway, his face was covered to hide his identity. Then he suppressed his cultivation to below the supreme level.
Before leaving the Wordless Golden Book, Mu Feng suddenly looked at Jiuyuan.
"Jiuyuan, can the wordless golden book now withstand the battle of a powerful person in the supreme realm?"
Jiuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, all the treasures you collected along the way have been swallowed by us. Although the wordless golden book today is still seriously damaged, it can fully withstand the attack of a powerful person in the supreme realm.
fighting."
"That's good." Mu Feng nodded and left directly.
Soon, Mu Feng arrived at the last bone-burning tower. When he entered the tower, he could feel several waves of spiritual power sweeping over his body.
And he held the elixir in his hand, and hurriedly tried his best to hide his cultivation level, so that no flaw was seen.
Although there are many levels in the Bone Tower, someone can still tell which level is clear, so Mu Feng went straight to the third level.
In the middle of the third floor, a monk was sitting cross-legged, looking like he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
The appearance of this person made Mu Feng immediately raise his eyebrows, because this person turned out to be a fake Mu Feng!
"Haha, what a coincidence, buy two and get one free!"
Mu Feng came here for the bull-headed horse-faced appearance, so it was an unexpected surprise to meet a fake Mu Feng.
"What are you doing standing there? Bring me the elixir quickly!"
Fake Mu Feng opened his eyes and scolded sternly.
Mu Feng quickly lowered his head and sent the elixir forward. As he got closer, he could feel that the fake Mu Feng in front of him seemed to be injured.
After all, he needs to do evil everywhere, so it's not surprising to get injured, but the injury shouldn't be serious, and his cultivation level is enough to reach the early stage of the eighth level of the Supreme Realm!
Among all the fake Mu Feng, this one should be one of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.
Mu Feng suppressed his emotions, put down the elixir, and continued upward, stopping at the sixth floor.
And sitting here is the Ma Mian that Mu Feng has longed for!
In the initial battle with Mu Feng, Bullhead and Horseface burned his own life in the end, and even though he was seriously injured, he could not save Mu Feng.
"Their injuries were more serious than I thought."
Mu Feng was immediately happy, as Ma Mian's current strength was less than half of what it was before.
After putting down the elixir, he continued upward, and finally saw another enemy on the ninth floor: the bull head.
Niu Tou's condition is not much better than that of Ma Mian, and the elixir sent by Mu Feng is to heal their injuries.
It's a pity that the Wutian organization probably doesn't have the divine spring of youth or Tianluo silver paste in their hands. Although the elixir sent is of high grade, it can't help them recover quickly.
Mu Feng took a deep breath and looked out the window at the dark night. "What a good time for revenge!"