Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 406 Entering the Demon Tower
Peeping the leopard in the tube.

The Divine Sword of Zhaodan was forged by the Emperor of Heaven, and he took great pains to do so. He first took one of the Nine Springs of Shennong, the essence of the Divine Spring of Zhaodan, and then melted it with the Divine Iron of the Meteor Star. Therefore, it is definitely considered the top magical weapon in the six realms.

Because of this, Meng Fan wanted to see if it lived up to its name. If it exceeded expectations, he would definitely have to spend time collecting the Five Spirit Orbs and other top magic weapons to enrich his own heritage.

You must know that among the great opportunities gained by A Chinese Ghost Story, in addition to practicing the Dharma Body of Emperor Fengdu, there are also two great supernatural powers:
Law heaven and earth.

Three heads and six arms.

Needless to say, the former is also known as Big or Small Ruyi. It can change its body shape according to the magic power, and its strength also changes with the change.

The latter refers to the demon-conquering god respected by both Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, Marshal Nezha of Zhongtan. Although many great gods practice this technique, none of them are as famous as this one.

In the novel, he holds the Qiankun Circle, Hun Tian Ling, Gold Bricks, two fire-tip spears, the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield, and the Yin and Yang Swords. His wealth is exaggerated. With all the top magic weapons suppressed at the same time, how many people can stop him?

After Meng Fan manifested the Dharma Body of Emperor Fengdu, he had the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen at his side, so there was no need to worry about losing money on the Dharma Weapon.

But if it is inconvenient to use and compete with others with its own body, then there will not be many weapons at hand, only the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

After all, the Immortal Killing Gourd is not durable, let alone used again and again. If you use it once, it will last for a long time. It can be regarded as a trump card for creating miracles.

As for the treasure that I relied on in the past, it has now become a kind of memorial.

"Meow."

After stepping into the Demon Locking Tower, Meng Fan suppressed many distracting thoughts and looked around carefully while releasing his pets from his own personal cave.

"I leave the trash fish to you, let's see how strong it is."

"Meow meow meow……"

The black cat's tail swayed briskly and he took the initiative to leave the owner's arms. He seemed very confident in himself because he had not forgotten a joke from the past.

The general who protects the Dao!
Compared to the name "drug test boy", which is obviously joking, the word "general" is obviously more domineering and more valued.

Mustard Seed Nasumi.

The space inside the pagoda is extremely spacious, and obvious traces of Buddhism can be seen. The walls and floor are made of a single piece of diamond white jade, which is a sacred material highly respected by Buddhists and is extremely strong.

However, the Bald Donkey in this world once took advantage of the power of Emperor Wu of Liang and confidently came to attack Shushan. However, he returned with a huge defeat. Not only did he lose his tower, he was almost wiped out.

Because of this, all the runes carved on it today come from Taoist inheritance.

It is worth mentioning that there are many waterways next to the road, and the demon-transforming water given by the gods is constantly flowing, and the mist rising from it is eroding the demon's body bit by bit.

Xuanmao felt very uncomfortable and made a low sound that sounded like a complaint. There was no way that even if he practiced authentic Taoist mysticism, he was still a demon in nature and would be accidentally injured by the demon-transforming water.

Of course, this kind of damage is not obvious, and it will take years and months to become serious.

On the tenth floor, everything is calm.

On the ninth floor, everything is calm.

The same goes for the eighth floor.

All the little demons trapped at the top disappeared. Although the specific reason is not known, it must be related to the two swords of Demon Zunzhenglou. Maybe they were turned into powder on the spot when they faced the demonic power.

After all, the Shushan Demon Locking Tower has a special structure and needs to be entered from top to bottom, and the monsters at the top are the weakest.

seventh floor...

Suddenly, a sound of howling ghosts and wolves was heard, and countless monsters with ferocious faces rushed over. There were monsters and ghosts and resentful souls, surrounding Meng Fan and Xuan Mao.

"Hehe, the smell of meat is so sweet. Look at this little cat, there is no stench mixed with the demon water. I'm so greedy that my mouth is almost drooling!"

A monster with a dog's head and a human body stared at Xuan Mao, took a deep breath, and his eyes glowed with a faint green light.

"How many ounces of meat can a cat have? You're such a big living person. Come on, cut off the meat and let us have a taste!"

The other monster laughed ferociously. "Yes! Yes! While it's fresh, if it's a little late and is tainted by the demon-transforming water, the meat will be inedible."

Among them, there was a big black-footed rooster jumping up and down, which was very conspicuous and crowed the most fiercely:
"Cut..."

His head doesn't look very bright.

It is true that these monsters were like wolves after seeing the fat sheep. Most of them stretched out their long tongues and licked the corners of their mouths, but Meng Fan always felt that they were stupid.

"Meow!"

The black cat waved its claws without getting close at all. It just overlapped and then waved out, and a sharp aura similar to the light of a sword appeared.

The next moment, the world was silent.

Most of the demons on the seventh level have thousands of years of cultivation. If they are at their peak, Xuan Mao will not only need to fight in close quarters, but also use magic weapons.

It's a pity that these guys have been trapped in the Demon Locking Tower for a long time, and the demon-transforming water is constantly atomizing, which is equivalent to soaking in it day and night, so their faces are pale and almost transparent. Not to mention their strength, that's it. dropped by nearly [-]%.

What will happen if the demonic energy is exhausted?

Is it because he is dying soon or is it something else.

In the murmur, one person and one cat descended to the next level. Near the middle, the demon was particularly enthusiastic, and all the animals rushed over.

After a rough sweep, Meng Fan found that the number of this group of monsters was not large, only seventy or eighty, and the majority were monsters, accounting for about [-]%. The rest were ghosts, with green faces and fangs floating in the air.

"Boy, offer the meat quickly!"

A green toad spirit with a round belly urged in a rough voice.

"Being kind is precious. Brothers only eat meat. If you resist, I will throw you and it all into the demon water. By then, not even the dregs will be left!"

"Cut, cut, meat!"

Black-footed chickens seem to be everywhere, on the seventh floor and also on the sixth floor. Their speech is also awkward, like a stutter, which is quite a different kind of joy.

Meow!

Without needing to be greeted by his master, Xuan Mao swayed and grew in size. He raised his hand and swung his palm out, sweeping away a large number of monsters and monsters.

Amidst the banging sound, more and more demons hit the diamond and white jade, and they all fell unconscious.

"You dare to be so arrogant when you are new! You are seeking death! Let's go shoulder to shoulder!" The remaining monsters shouted loudly, as if they couldn't understand the situation.

This time, the black cat didn't hold back, and with a swipe, it all flew into the demon-transforming water in the river, making a hissing sound, and melted in an instant.

"Can this water confuse the mind? A demon that has been practicing for thousands of years shouldn't be so miserable."

He turned his attention to Xuan Mao. After all, Meng Fan was not a demon, and he was indifferent to the demon-transforming water that was difficult to find even in the God Realm.

The words fall.

Divine thoughts came.

Xuan Mao was equally confused, it just felt uncomfortable, and the other effects could not be detected for a moment.

Seeing the monsters scattered on the ground and falling into unconsciousness, Meng Fan waved his hand, directly captured a black-footed chicken monster, and sent a ray of immortal power to it:
"Where have all the monsters in the tower gone? Are there really only you guys on this floor?"

"Is it related to the Demon Lord Tower?"

"The fifth floor is occupied by evil spirits. What's going on there?"

Ask three times in a row.

"This, this... the little demon doesn't know. The smelly Taoist priest built the Demon Locking Tower like a maze. The water channels are so dense that we can't reach the edge at all and can only spin around in this area."

(End of this chapter)