Douluo: a deer

Chapter 106 Soul Tower
Outside Xiaomu City, in front of several winding ruts, a group of people stopped.

They were dressed in bloody red robes, with a cross iron chain hanging on their chests, and a dark and powerful aura emanated from them, mysterious and strictly disciplined.

A team of nine people formed a line.

The leader, a red robe, slowly took off his hood, revealing the rough and ferocious face hidden under it in an instant.

He was slovenly, with a long beard and a stinky grin with dazzling gold teeth.

"The Mo family's idea is really good... Don't you think so, Vice-General Sun?"

Another red robe also took off his hood. He is a shrewd and thin middle-aged man. He smiled softly and said:

"Your Majesty the Golden Crocodile is joking, the cooperation with them has long since ended, and they will take away the things under the city without making a fuss, which is really against the rules."

As he spoke, he looked at the sunset forest in the distance, and shook his head again,
"There is no change in the eye of Liang Yi, the things under the city may not have been taken away..."

"What the hell is under the city?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo condensed his voice, breathing urgently.

He accepted the order of the great priest, but he didn't know anything about it. He only knew that it was related to the power of the gods.

And only the deputy general Sun in front of him knows some secrets.

"I learned it from the old man's notes..." Sun Miao said in a deep voice, as if resentful, "It's also a disciple, why should the inheritance be given to Zhang Xiao! Why!"

He was silent for a moment, calmed down, and finally revealed the shocking secret,

"The Liangyi Eyes have existed in the world since the birth of the Sunset Forest, but few people know its true origin. Not only the forest, but even the city standing under our feet are their remains."

"What! You mean..."

The grinning of Golden Crocodile Douluo's golden teeth could not calm his shock at this moment.

"That's right, this place is the place where the Ice and Fire Dragon King died!"

Boom, there was a buzzing in my head.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic with fiery expression.

The rest of the people were also stunned, sobbing and air-conditioning uncontrollably.

Anyone who knows some secrets knows what this means.

The remains of a god!

The Dragon King of Ice and Fire is one of the strongest generals under the seat of the Dragon God!
Moreover, it is the ancient dragon clan, not the descendants of these impure bloodlines. Even the current beast god Ditian is not enough to compare with the Dragon King in terms of bloodlines.

Not to mention combat power, soul beasts could naturally become gods in ancient times.

So, this Ice Fire Dragon King is, at least, the soul of a second-level god.

And now that their remains are under the city, how can they not be tempted?

"The eyes of Binghuo and Binghuo are gathered by the longan, and under the city is... the heart of the dragon!"

Sun Miao said something amazing again.

The group of red robes looked at the dead city in front of them, and their hearts were extremely eager.

……

In a dark and chaotic space, amidst the boundless smoke and dust, stands a blood-red pagoda.

Wen Er's young man in brocade came to the huge tower gate with a solemn expression.

Ning Junyi took a deep breath, and with the ups and downs of his palm, he finally slowly opened a gap in the hundreds of feet high tower gate.

However, it's just a gap, so it can't make an inch.

At this time, he suddenly yelled at the sky,
"Sword come!"

The next moment, there was buzzing.

A divine rainbow leaped, fell into boundless sharpness, and suddenly fell from the top of the tower!

Sweeping down from high, the divine light was blazing, and only a burst of divine iron clanging could be heard.

With a bang, the pagoda door opened halfway wide.

Ning Junyi found the right time, turned around and left, the divine light went out, and a broken sword entered his sleeve robe.

The flickering candlelight, the blood-stained countertops, and the green mulberry old wall stones, even though they have seen it more than once, Ning Junyi still sighs.

The unsophisticated charm embodies the brilliance of the ancient times, and everything is changing with the changes of the years.

But here are the most distant memories...

Two mottled pillars are inherited from the bottom and run through the body of the tower.

Looking up, it is a bottomless black abyss.

The writing on the pillar reads:

"The soul rises from the hero's tomb, where is my hometown?"

In the middle are two big characters in gilt and colorful colors——

Soul Tower!

Ning Junyi's eyes trembled, he didn't dare to look too much, his heart and soul seemed to be pulled out at this moment.

He lowered his head and walked up the spiral staircase beside him, and he was about to enter the first floor from then on.

When he touched the black vortex of the ceiling, Ning Junyi fainted for a while, and when he came back to his senses again, the scenery around him changed in an instant.

There was a moment of silence, even though he was prepared for it.

Ning Junyi still staggered and knelt on the ground. In the misty white mist, there were strands of heavy air, and his bones were pounded by just one strand.

A pair of red eyes were hidden in the mist, and His outline slowly appeared. The white jade and ivory on the front of the skull was particularly eye-catching. One step, the earth would shake and the mountains would shake.

This is a white elephant shrouded in mist, perhaps it is more appropriate to call him the "prison suppressing" demon god.

"Humanity!"

There was a roar from the prison, like thunder rolling.

Ning Junyi was not surprised, obviously, he knew that he was greeting him after meeting him more than once.

Going forward and rubbing his ivory, the jailer seemed very happy.

This is His unique way of greeting this human being.

"Why did you come here?" the prison guard asked.

No trouble, Ning Junyi seldom enters this weird pagoda.

The last time we met was a few years ago, Ning Junyi took away his faded ivory, and since then until today.

He stayed there for countless years, and he was lonely and embarrassing for a long time. When someone came over, the prison guard became very active.

Ning Junyi was also unambiguous, directly explaining his intention.

At this time, Bai Xiang fell silent after hearing it, and only after a long time did he speak:
"You should know that I am just a remnant soul. If I go out, it will disappear."

Ning Junyi nodded, he could only express regret.

The soul suppressed by the Soul Tower will never be reborn forever.

But even the prison can't help him, who else can help him?

There is not much time left for him, and the prison god will not be trapped for long.

By that time, not only would he and Sword Douluo be dead, but the entire Qingzhou might fall.

For the first time, this stern boy also had some beads of sweat on his forehead.

"If you are not afraid of death, go up..." Seeing his determination, the prison guard hesitated.

The group of guys imprisoned above are more capable than him and much more terrifying.

Above the fourth floor, even He did not dare to spy easily.

But now that this kid is the tower master, as long as those guys are afraid of him, they won't dare to act rashly.

Ning Junyi nodded lightly, as if he had listened to Zhen Prison's words.

Now he has no way out...

The broken sword in the sleeve robe was trembling, Ning Junyi stomped fiercely, and resolutely went up the spiral ladder.

(End of this chapter)