Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

He raised his head to look at the distance of the cliff, then lowered his head to look at the unfathomable bottom of the cliff. Yan Yun touched his chin and looked thoughtful.

"It seems that everyone else has gone down, and the Demon Suppression Tower has really collapsed. I don't know what happened down there!"

Although Gui Ling had heard about this before, he was still surprised when he saw the strange sight before him.

Then, Yan Yun waved his hand gently, and Gui Ling immediately understood, and the two of them floated lightly towards the bottom of the cliff.

This time the descent was incredibly deep. Even after landing for a cup of tea, there was still no glimpse of the bottom.

At this moment, the place where they were had become dim and blurry, and the surroundings were pitch black, making it impossible to see further away.

However, looking up at the sky, the white light above is still vaguely visible.

For ordinary practitioners, in this environment where their spiritual awareness is greatly restricted, they can only sense the movements within a radius of several dozen feet at most.

However, Yan Yun was in danger, but he did not hesitate to activate the magical power of Mingqing Lingmu. Blue light flickered in his eyes, and he could see everything within hundreds of feet around him.

After falling for an unknown amount of time, Gui Ling suddenly reminded in a low voice: "Daoyou Yan, we have reached the bottom!"

When Yan Yun heard this, he immediately looked down.

Sure enough, there were a few faint lights flickering not far below, and it seemed that the outline of a tall building was looming.

His expression changed slightly, and when he was about to see more clearly, his eyes accidentally swept to the side and he seemed to see an object flash by, followed by a blood-red streak rushing out silently from the darkness.

Yan Yun suddenly felt a strong smell of blood coming towards him, which was nauseating.

Scattered real people!

Yan Yun remembered the name almost instantly.

The blood was as fast as lightning and was approaching in the blink of an eye.

"Humph!"

Yan Yun snorted coldly, then raised his right hand, and a golden light quickly covered his entire body.

"Stab!"

The blood blade quickly pierced the golden Binghuo Yang Lei. The golden light and blood color intertwined together, making a series of sharp buzzing sounds.

"what!"

A surprised voice came from the darkness in the distance. It was obvious that no one expected Yan Yun to be able to withstand the attack of the Demon Dragon Blade.

"court death!"

Yan Yun ignored this person, but he did not expect that this person would take the initiative to provoke him.

Yan Yun snorted coldly and quickly made hand gestures with both hands.

Wind and Thunder Wings instantly appeared behind him, thunder roared on his body, and a layer of golden electric arcs instantly appeared around him. The electric arcs flashed wildly wherever they passed, completely dispelling the darkness in front of him.

"Four scattered real people?"

Yan Yun turned his head to look at the figure in the distance and uttered a few words coldly.

The man did not respond. The blood knife made a buzzing sound and suddenly rushed back the way it came, flashing blood.

Then, the figure in the darkness flashed and turned into a stunning ray of light, quickly fleeing downwards, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared into a huge black shadow below.

However, since the other party has already attacked me, I will never let him go easily.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, the Wind and Thunder Escape Technique was fully unleashed.

Yan Yun's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived behind the ten thousand year old corpse bear.

"what!"

Yan Yun’s sudden appearance surprised the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bear. He had just recalled the Demon Dragon Blade and was about to escape, but he never expected that his retreat would be cut off by Yan Yun.

"court death!"

The ten thousand year old corpse bear had a ferocious look on its face, and it immediately swung the magic dragon blade and stabbed towards Yan Yun fiercely.

Yan Yun had a cold expression, and the third pair of wind and thunder wings behind him suddenly spread out, forming a magnificent scene of purple lightning and thunder.

Countless sharp swords formed by the purple thunder spirit wood cut through the sky and silently enveloped the ten thousand year old corpse bear. From a distance, the ten thousand year old corpse bear seemed to have transformed into a ferocious beast covered with thorns.

At this moment, the Demon Dragon Blade was approaching. Yan Yun flapped his wings and his body instantly disappeared.

Seeing Yan Yun disappear, the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bear showed a look of astonishment, his eyes wide open and filled with anger.

However, at this moment, the purple thunder spirit wood swords that filled the sky instantly penetrated the body of the ten thousand year old corpse bear.

"Gulu! Guru!"

The essence of the flesh and blood of the ten thousand year old corpse bear was completely devoured by the purple thunder spirit wood sword at this moment.

The only remaining blood-red dragon blade lay quietly on the ground.

Yan Yun looked at the Demonic Dragon Blade on the ground, touched his chin, and thought to himself: "A magic weapon that can devour essence, blood, flesh and bones to increase strength is really extremely rare."

Coincidentally, the purple thunder spirit wood sword in his hand also has the ability to devour.

But its power increase is obviously not comparable to that of the Dragon Blade.

If he could integrate the Demon Dragon Blade into it, he believed that his Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword would be able to grow and evolve again.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun put the Demon Dragon Blade into his storage bag without hesitation, and at the same time put the storage bag of the ten thousand year old corpse bear on the ground into his bag.

After completing these, Yan Yun looked back at the four demon companions behind him and said, "Let's keep moving forward."

After saying this, Yan Yun's figure flashed and turned into an illusory shadow, galloping away into the distance.

The group moved extremely fast and within a blink of an eye they landed on a huge square platform. They observed the surrounding environment calmly.

Apart from the dark stone stairs leading downwards not far ahead, no other entrances were found.

"Demon Suppression Tower? How can this be a tower?"

Yan Yun muttered a few words in a low voice. At this time, Gui Ling also flew behind him. After hearing what Yan Yun said, he hurried forward to explain:

“You may not know, fellow Daoist, that this Demon Suppression Tower is completely different from the pagodas in the secular world. It was actually built in reverse by an ancient cultivator.”

"The top of the tower is at the bottom, and the base is at the top. The deeper the demons and monsters are imprisoned at the bottom of the tower, the stronger they tend to be."

Yan Yun nodded in realization and looked around again, seemingly without any doubts about the previous warning. This made Gui Ling even more wary of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun stretched out his hand and threw out a moonstone, which floated above his head. Then he called out to Gui Ling, and the two of them stepped onto the stone steps and finally entered the magic tower smoothly.

The space in the first few floors of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was extremely spacious and unusually quiet, without even a trace of a ghost.

Obviously, the monks who had entered this place before had already wiped out all the demons and monsters.

However, the traces of fighting gradually increased. It seemed that in order to prevent others from entering the next level first, the battle between the monks became more and more brutal.

When they reached the third floor, a charred corpse appeared next to a stone pillar.

Yan Yun stopped and observed for a long time, and finally confirmed that this person was not someone he was familiar with. He must be the so-called cultivator from the Ye family.

However, the monk's crown had been pierced and his Nascent Soul had already left his body and flew away. It was unknown whether he had successfully escaped from this place or unfortunately died in the melee.

Nothing unusual was found on the fourth floor, but on the fifth floor, two bodies suddenly appeared.

One of the corpses was emerald green all over, obviously having died from some kind of poison, and his face was so swollen that it was almost unrecognizable.

The other person turned out to be the burly man among the group of independent cultivators that Yan Yun had paid close attention to.

However, at this moment, his huge head was abandoned aside, and his body was chopped into pieces by the murderer's extremely sharp flying sword.

Seeing the shocked expression on the strong man's face, it seemed that until the last moment of his life, he still couldn't accept the cruel reality that he would die here.

Although Yan Yun was extremely shocked in his heart, he did not stop.

After he casually turned the sturdy man's body into dust, he took Gui Ling into the sixth floor with a solemn look.

However, this time, he unexpectedly met a living person, a woman in palace dress who was trapped in a huge block of ice.

This woman turned out to be Bai Yaoyi.

She clasped her hands together, holding a crystal clear flying sword in her hands, and her eyes were closed.

If it weren't for the iceberg blocking his view, Yan Yun would have been able to feel her faint spiritual fluctuations. Looking at her face as pale as paper, he would have almost mistakenly thought that she had also died.

He did not immediately set about lifting the seal on Bai Yaoyi, but first carefully searched this layer of space with his spiritual sense. After confirming that there was nothing else suspicious, he stretched out a hand and gently pressed on the huge iceberg.

With a "puff" sound, a layer of purple flames tightly surrounded his palm, and then the originally pure white giant ice was instantly swallowed by the ice flame.

In a flash, the iceberg shrank rapidly. Not long after, Bai Yaoyi finally broke free from the iceberg.

When the last layer of ice disappeared from her body, Bai Yaoyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes on her own.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Yun standing in front of her.

His slightly tense expression suddenly relaxed.

"It turned out to be Brother Yan, I thought it was someone else!"

She smiled weakly, as if her energy was severely depleted.

"As far as I can remember, Fellow Daoist Bai should be practicing an ice-attributed technique. Could it be that you froze yourself just now?"

Yan Yun frowned, and after looking at her beautiful face for a moment, he asked slowly.

"Indeed, I was seriously injured. In order to resist the enemy, I had no choice but to release the mysterious ice cold energy that had accumulated in my life sword for many years. The situation was chaotic at the time. Both the others and the people who hurt me wanted to enter the next level as soon as possible, so I was lucky enough to escape."

Bai Yaoyi explained with lingering fear.

"Oh, from what you said, it seems that you don't know the person who attacked you very well!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"That person should be one of the cultivators who opened the seal. I was in the middle of a fierce battle with another person at the time, but he took the opportunity to attack me. This huge ice formed by the cold air of the mysterious ice cannot be broken in a short period of time unless a cultivator of the later stage personally destroys it."

"However, I was seriously injured and was unable to get out of the predicament. Thanks to Brother Yan's help, otherwise, if it had continued for a long time, the consequences would have been disastrous. Brother Yan is really smart. He was able to dissolve my coldness with just a wave of his hand."

Bai Yaoyi said with a look of surprise.

"You're welcome. It's just a small favor. May I ask how Brother Bai got here?" Yan Yun responded calmly.

"Back then, after I parted ways with Fellow Daoist Fu and Brother Yan, we visited a mysterious secret chamber in Kunwu Mountain together and gained a lot. We were already satisfied and wanted to leave. However, after all our calculations, we suddenly discovered a precious celestial phenomenon near the Demon Suppression Tower that caused a strange change in the world."

"That's why we two, driven by greed, got involved in this dispute. On the way, we met many monks, and they all rushed towards the Demon Suppression Tower."

"However, at that time, someone attacked the two of us without any warning, and we were dragged into this storm. I was forced to flee here under the constant pursuit. On the other hand, Fellow Daoist Fu disappeared without a trace along the way. I guess he found an opportunity to escape."

Bai Yaoyi wisely recounted her experience in detail to Yan Yun. At the same time, her gaze lingered on the ugly woman next to her for a moment, and a hint of uneasiness appeared on her face.

Obviously, she had already realized Gui Ling's identity as a monster and the terrifying demonic aura emanating from him.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, don't worry. This fellow Daoist Gui Ling has agreed to join forces with me. Otherwise, I, Yan, alone, would not dare to rashly barge in here."

Yan Yun saw through Bai Yaoyi's doubts and explained with a smile.

Gui Ling also forced a smile at this time.

"I see. I thought Brother Yan's wisdom was incomparable to ours, but I didn't expect him to make the same mistake!"

Although Bai Yaoyi was skeptical about the relationship between Gui Ling and Yan Yun, she felt a little relieved after hearing Yan Yun's explanation.

"However, on my way here, I found the remains of Daoist Fellow Fu. He had unfortunately passed away."

Yan Yun told Bai Yaoyi about the death of the old man surnamed Fu with a serious face.

"Fellow Daoist Fu has passed away?" Bai Yaoyi was greatly shocked, with fear in her eyes.

"Yes, I dealt with his body myself. It seems that even the Nascent Soul didn't have time to escape. By the way, when you were in the ice just now, did you feel that someone else passed by here?"

Yan Yun suddenly remembered the mysterious figure holding the bloody knife. With a cold light flashing in his eyes, he asked Bai Yaoyi.

"Others? I didn't notice it. Could it be that other monks entered this place?"

Bai Yaoyi was stunned. She didn't understand why Yan Yun asked this question.

"If that's the case, then there shouldn't be any problem. Brother Bai's vitality has been severely depleted. What are your plans next?"

Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not mention the matter of the four scattered immortals. Instead, he turned his head to look at the entrance to the lower level and asked Bai Yaoyi indifferently.

"What else can I choose? No matter how rare the treasures hidden here are, I am unwilling to take risks again. I decided to leave this place immediately and wait for the crack to open again."

Bai Yaoyi answered without hesitation. (End of this chapter)