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Chapter 451 The fifth floor

"Then where have you seen him? Is he still chubby now? Is he still practicing the poison path? How much cultivation can he achieve to transform into a god?"

Fang Zhe was Yan Hui, the poisonous judge whom Jiang Su had met when he was in Luohan Hall. However, he did not want to participate in these people's conversations, so he stayed outside the door.

His impression of Judge Poison only came from the short few sticks of incense that Jiang Su spent talking to this man.

"Zhenmo Temple Arhat Hall, Fat, Poison, Yuanying." He answered every question from Yan Yuexi directly, and was extremely stingy and didn't say much.

"Zhenmo Temple?? Xiao Hui also came to Zhenmo Temple?! Did he come in with you this time? Is he also worried about this junior sister!"

Yan Yuexi simply turned sideways this time, put her hands on her neck, making a fist-like gesture, and looked at him expectantly.

"..."

Fang Zhe turned a blind eye to this.

"They're not familiar with it."

With one sentence, the image of her imaginary sect, where brothers and sisters were respectful and happy, disappeared without a trace.

Yan Yuexi lost interest completely this time, snorted and raised her head again and closed her eyes.

Fang Zhe also closed his eyes slightly.

The chirping of cicadas can be heard in my ears, one after another, the summer grass is growing, orioles are flying, and their feathers are rustling in the wind.

The life here is too leisurely, like spring and summer, and autumn and winter.

It would be nice if Susu could come earlier...

——

From time to time, a small "creak" sound came from Wang Jia's feet.

A pair of black shoes had been worn out, revealing white but muddy toes. The soles of his shoes also had holes, and stones dug into the flesh, leaving bloody traces in the ruins.

Wang Jia kept walking and stopping. Although he had already guessed that there would be a very extreme environment in the black tower, he never thought about what the scene would be like after the tall building collapsed and the real victims spread all over the place.

The remaining trees on both sides of his eyes still had fragrance, and he could tell that they were Komu that had become extinct a hundred years ago.

There is also a piece of golden nanmu that has been extremely expensive until now. It is tattered somewhere. Unless he stepped on it and injured his skin, he would never expect it.

It was pitch dark here, and only the white sword in his hand could prevent him from heading for a dead end somewhere.

Wang Jia stopped at a place, with fine gold powder at his feet, and he exhaled a long breath.

"If Fang Zhe and I left the ninth floor at the same time and haven't met each other yet, then we should be walking in two directions. So this may be the eighth or tenth floor."

His brows wrinkled slightly, and there was always an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"Am I so unlucky..."

The conditions of detention in the Black Tower are stratified according to strength. The higher the level of the tower, the more difficult it is to deal with the people imprisoned inside.

The fact that he has not been seen for a long time here only shows that... he cannot even attract the attention of the master on this level.

"If this is the tenth floor... then I have to go back to the ninth floor. Otherwise, I may not be able to pass through the eighteenth floor and exit from the top of the tower."

Wang Jia used the white sword in his hand to fiddle with the gold powder on the ground, his expression full of sadness.

"It seems that Fang Zhe will find Susu first this time..."

He casually took out a handful of stones from his sleeves and threw them into the distance. He pinched his sword and drew some unknown lines in the air in the direction of the stones.

The next moment, the stones suddenly exploded into flowers in the sky, bursting out with colorful brilliance.

Wang Jia applied a little spiritual energy to the stones, and instantly all the stones shone with light.

He finally saw clearly what kind of place this was.

Dark clouds are flowing all over the sky, and black air is carried away by the wind. For thousands of miles, there are broken walls, broken houses, broken tiles, red towers collapsed, and golden houses collapsed.

Wang Jia vaguely remembered that there was a story similar to this scene once told to him by the Poison Judge. It was said that his master Yan Yuexi was poisoned and became a demon cultivator, and the place he went to was just like the scene in front of him.

That place is called the Demon Realm.

"How can there be a demonic realm inside the black tower?"

——

Jiang Su stabilized his mind, and his body gradually recovered from stiffness and numbness.

The feeling of tugging at her soul just now made her think of her enemy Xi Chao on the third floor.

He didn't expect that he could become a mortal and use ghost cultivation to transform into demon cultivation. In less than half a year, what chance would he have.

I turned into Wang Jia before... and why.

"Higashiya, how are you?"

Jiang Su subconsciously groped around, holding a blind stick in his hand, and kept tapping on both sides.

Except for her own echo, no one responded to her question.

The blind cane struck something solid and soft. Jiang Su cautiously approached it and groped with his fingers.

It was Higashikata lying on the ground.

She sniffed the man's breath.

"I forgot to ask...whether he is in the flesh..."

"It's a physical body, but he and I have an agreement not to enter the fifth floor of the Black Tower."

At this time, the mechanical voice said without emotion.

Jiang Su's hair stood up instantly. She drew out her double blades vigilantly and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Fu Xiu, Zhang Mu."

Jiang Su's expression changed slightly and he tilted his head, "Are you from Beiyu Zhang's family?"

"You know my family?"

This man's voice came from all directions, and Jiang Su couldn't tell what kind of scenery this place was for a moment.

The temperature is suitable, but too empty...

Jiang Su twitched the corner of his mouth, pulled Dong Yexian to his feet, and pretended to be relaxed: "Of course, my senior sister is the young master of the Zhang family in the North Territory... No, before I entered the Black Tower, she had already

He has become the current head of the Zhang family."

I still have the talisman she gave me in my sleeve. It is said to be a talisman inherited from ancient times... I will scare you to death when I take it out!

Wait... Then this level is the realm of Fu Cultivator, isn't it...

The boundary of the fifth level is also a mountain, but it is a mountain made of spiritual stones.

She kicked her feet casually and felt something move slightly, and the sound was crisp and clear to her ears.

"You guessed it right, there are spiritual stones on the ground. To be more precise, I have earned spiritual stones in my life."

Sounds still reached my ears from all directions.

"How much do you earn..."

"A mountain range, maybe."

"..." Jiang Su had nothing to say.

She took this opportunity to listen to the voice, and the tips of her ears twitched slightly.

"Stop looking, I only have spiritual consciousness left. These spiritual stones are in the black tower, and the spiritual energy is tightly sealed inside. Unless you are willing to smash them by force, the spilled high-grade spiritual stones can only emit low-grade spiritual stones.

The spiritual energy of the spiritual stone can make up for your temporary loss of spiritual power."

"However, I have always held grudges. If you touch my things, I will not care about your friendship with my descendants."

Jiang Su keenly grasped the words in it, and said with a half-smile: "Senior? You are an ancestor of the Zhang family, but you have become a demon. A monk becoming a demon is equivalent to betraying the family. What do you need to care about?"

She silently fed Dong Yexian a pill of elixir, and when she saw that the man still had no intention of waking up, she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

I thought I was bringing a helper, but I didn't expect it was a helper.

"Hey little girl, take out all the runes on your body and let me see. I want to know what level of rune cultivation the senior sister you mentioned is at now."


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