On the Seven Towers

The so-called ice coffin actually has nothing to do with ice and snow. It is a three-meter-square metal cube frame. Each side of the cube is a blue barrier, making the cube look like a huge ice cube. There is a bed inside the ice coffin, and Emperor Rick is lying on it wearing a white mage robe embroidered with a black dragon.

Like the Adan brothers and sisters, he has long golden hair, but a lot of white hair has been added to it. His face can be considered angular, but it is full of wrinkles. This is an old middle-aged man. He lay there without breathing, making it impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead.

When Luo Ling and the others broke into the room, Adan was studying how to open the ice coffin through the control circle on the side. When he saw Luo Ling walking in, he was really shocked.

"How could you come in? I clearly closed the secret door."

"The old saying goes well: If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself. Not only did we crack the door, but we also heard clearly what you said next." Ji Yijun said, "Mr. A Dan, you are not honest in what you do. ah."

"You...all heard it?" Adan's expression calmed down and he frowned at the three people who came in.

"Yes, holy scriptures, bloodline, devouring it. It's like writing a novel." Ji Yijun said in an exaggerated tone.

"It seems I was really negligent." Adan raised his right hand slightly, trying to touch the hilt of the sword, but found that everyone's eyes were fixed on his hand.

Aura took a step forward and shouted softly: "Brother, don't... we can have a good talk with Mr. Luo Ling."

"Hey, you want to fight. Do you think we are afraid of you? We have warriors, mages, and assistants, and you only have two warriors. Besides, Aura doesn't want to fight us at all, right? Are you going to fight with your body alone? Magic?" Although Ji Yijun said carelessly, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword one step ahead of the other party.

At this time, Luo Ling said: "Mr. A Dan, everything depends on you now. Although what Ji Yijun said today does not sound good, it makes sense. You deceived us in the beginning.

If you really want to use force, I will accompany you. We Chinese are not afraid of trouble. If you want to talk, then let go of the control circle first. We can talk about other issues slowly, but don't open the ice coffin yet until we study it carefully. "

Adan put his hand on the control circle and asked, "It seems you are afraid of Rick?"

"No, if he really wants to attack, you two who are so close will be the first to suffer. We saw the dwarf's message in the cell. I think Emperor Rick will be lying here. It's not that simple. I'm worried that reckless action will end in tragedy and we will lose a partner.

Although you, our partner, have just deceived us, we have fought side by side after all. For the sake of Miss Aura, I personally am willing to give you another chance. "

"Hmph." Adan slowly put down his hand, "Say your request."

"It's very simple. If we can really find the holy scripture, we ask for joint study and joint use."

"That's not fair!" Adan waved his hand and said, "This is our family's inheritance."

"No, this is first of all the inheritance of the Seven Sacred Pagodas. Your ancestors only obtained it accidentally and did not carry it forward, not to mention that you have lost it now and turned it into an ownerless thing in the ruins. "

"You are so greedy."

"Besides, you haven't found a suitable magician to study the holy book together, have you? Those magic towers around you betrayed your family in the first place, otherwise you wouldn't have found me."

"Then why don't I swallow your spiritual power?"

Luo Ling smiled instead of being angry. She slowly took out a scroll from her space bag and held it in her hand. "If you can't bear this kind of mentality, why not give it a try?"

Adan stared at the scroll, his eyes wandering. The mage's methods were too unpredictable and difficult to guard against. Even as a high-level warrior, he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to defeat the mid-level mage in front of him.

"A magician is not only mentally powerful. Methodology and knowledge inheritance are equally important. Just like when you entered the ruins, Mr. Luo Ling answered those questions. This is not something that a magician without real inheritance can do." Morey Said on the side.

"You guys are really sharp-tongued."

However, it was not Adan who said this, but the thick voice of a middle-aged man.

Everyone's heart sank when they heard this sudden sound. Adan suddenly looked back and saw Emperor Rick sitting up from the bed in the ice coffin, looking at him with burning eyes.

Adan wanted to draw the sword, but found that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Power from nowhere fell on him, making his movements extremely slow. It was only a fraction of a second. The action of drawing the sword that he could do now took a full half minute.

Although everyone else present did not face the crushing realm like Adan, they all felt that their bodies and minds were double oppressed. Everyone had an illusion that they seemed to be at the center of the storm. As long as they were a little bit If there is any abnormal movement, they will be hit mercilessly.

Rick's eyes cannot be said to be sharp, but they are like a gem under the light, extremely pure when not moving, and very complex when moving.

Adan finally held the sword in his hand, but he was sweating profusely. He did not dare to meet Rick's eyes, as if his soul would be stolen if he looked into his eyes.

"The power of the saint is so terrible." Ola murmured, she retreated and leaned against the wall, as if only the wall could support her to stand.

Luo Ling and the other two stood at the entrance of the room, and the pressure was much less. But even so, they all felt like prey being targeted by predators.

Ji Yijun drew out his sword, posed and asked: "Sister Luo Ling, the big boss has been lured out, what should we do?"

Luo Ling closed her eyes and stood still. When she opened her eyes again, Ji Yijun and Morey beside her suddenly felt the pressure relieved.

"Little girl, it's very good. You can do this with just the strength of the intermediate level." Rick was still sitting on the bed, looking at Luo Ling from a distance. Luo Ling bit her lips and snorted.

"Sister Luo Ling, can you do it? If not, we will retreat and let them toss."

"This level can't hurt me." Luo Ling squeezed out a little voice.

Rick smiled and cast his eyes on A Dan and the others again.

"You two are my descendants, right? It's such a pity that I can't recruit such talented magicians. I have waited for many years, but what I got is a disintegrating team. It seems that the Black Dragon Empire is really no longer viable."