Chapter 675: Last position

That underground seems to hide another completely different world with spiritual sense, and I feel like I am trapped in a vast ocean without seeing the edge.

Sensing people coming to Zixi, the silver-haired man did not even lift their heads and concentrated on practicing silently.

The evil monk lifted his eyelids slightly, his eyes were smooth, and everyone turned around and sighed helplessly: "Unfortunately, it's still two." Then he shook his head and fell back into concentration.

Xiong Tiangang, Xie Bone old man, and Lan Xuan looked at each other and shook their heads. They each took up the position of a bone skeleton and practiced cross-legged. "Fiction" novel chapter updated fastest

Since this Hell Book Tower claims to hide the secret treasures left by the ancient Yin Emperor, it must be difficult to imagine the huge danger inside. There is no doubt that wanting to obtain the ancient Yin Emperor secret treasure will inevitably experience unimaginable battles!

Under this circumstance, being able to practice more and restore some strength will increase the cost of life-saving in the hard fight later. Therefore, everyone will not waste any time running their skills and practicing silently.

The gale roared like an unknown wild beast roaring up to the sky. The weather on the grassland has always been windy and a cold squally wind swept down from the nine heavens, blowing everyone's robes and hunting in the gale.

Standing on a higher ground, Ling Xuan looked at the horizon with a pair of cold and clear eyes that looked like black gems.

Although it took a long time to experience the Inner Demon Space for twelve hours, Ling Xuan did not consume any spiritual power.

Because during the whole process, the silver eagle turned into a young man and was struggling to fight, but it was like a passer-by who had almost gone through hard fights.

Therefore, there is no need to exercise and rest. The body is already at its peak.

I kept reminiscing about the young man's feelings: bathed in blood and slaughtered the common people, smiled gently at myself, held a black long sword to kill the world and shocked the world... It seems that I was in a trance a long time ago when I met Kitty I have seen such a boy.

Only that meeting was so short and short that there was even a specific impression at all.

I just remember that the teenager was slightly thin and looked very ordinary in a gray robe.

The fuzzy young light and shadow in his mind and the young man in the heart demon space slowly merged into one and gradually became extremely clear.

Not so outstanding, the young man with strong muscles like Xiong Tiangang, the handsome silver-haired man with a demon-looking face, but a touch of firmness and heavy expression, it seems that no matter how hard it is, it can't be beaten or crushed!

That touch of kindness and gentle smile... can brighten the whole world.

In the bitter grassland and strong wind, the witch pursed her lips, her lips were clear, her eyes glanced at the giant eagle beside her and asked, "...?"

Behind him, the bright silver eagle stood silently and watched the witch's clear eyes. The light of memories flashed slightly. Chu Chen really wanted to tell him his identity, but in the end he held back.

A spiritual thought came out gently: "The trip to the Book Tower of Hell must be full of dangers. Take a good rest. Next, we will have to go through a series of bitter battles."

Ling Xuan was taken aback and nodded silently.

A gentle ripple in the girl's heart field slowly dissipated like hot water.

Maybe it will happen one day.

I can feel that although I don't know where I am really grateful for being with me so that I am not so lonely.

The crowd waited for about three or four hours, and finally a figure appeared again on top of the originally calm and empty grassy grassland.

Here comes a handsome young man who looks like he is in his twenties.

Wearing a blood-red robe, Xin has a long, white and handsome face with a smile and a look of chic and freehand manner. At first glance, this man looks like a suave dandy in the world.

The blood-clothed youth walked slowly and slowly, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard, but each step walked over several feet.

He also held a bright red folding fan in his hand. The blood red waves on the folding fan rose to the sky and exudes a strong to extremely vast wave.

Obviously, this folding fan is a piece of treasure that exudes an aura and even resembles this ancient secret treasure on the side of the old man with evil bones!

After arriving in front of the crowd, the blood-clothed youth smiled and put away the folding fan before arching his hands at the crowd with a familiar touch.

"Hehe...it seems like everyone is waiting for only one. Uh, two such beautiful and moving fairies are really sinful."

When everyone heard the words, they raised their eyelids and looked at them in silence.

When Dao Lanxuan saw this scene, the young man in a **** suit replied: "He needs nine people here to open this Hell Book Tower. Now, besides you, there is one person behind ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ or someone else? But it's obviously enough!" The blood-clothed youth looked calm, "Isn't there only one missing here."

After hearing this, everyone looked up again and saw the blood-clothed youth pointing at the crowd one by one: "One, two, three...seven. Eight people and a bird can activate the Hell Book Tower, isn't it?"

Ok?

After hearing this, everyone felt their eyes light up: This is really a word that awakened everyone in the dream. Everyone only counted the number of monks, but almost ignored the existence of the silver giant eagle!

The evil monk patted his thigh more fiercely: "Yeah! Why did we forget this one! That silver eagle can be so powerful and psychic that it can directly take the place of a person. That's enough!"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words. The silver eagle is against the sky. Everyone has seen that although it is only a bird, its wisdom and spirituality are no worse than a human being.

So when I think of this, everyone's eyes are converging on Ling Xuan. Welcome everyone hoping to look at any expression on Ling Xuan's cold face: "I want to ask what it means."