The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

The virtual image of warding off evil spirits was completely unaware that it was happening, so Lin Xian directly smothered it, and he didn't even have time to let out a second roar.

Aunt Ying opened her mouth wide, this is the legendary innocent person who can even destroy the power of warding off evil spirits, it is really amazing! Aunt Ying completely regarded Lin Xian as an innocent person, and she wondered if she wanted to get him Go to the Demon Realm and study it carefully.

At this moment, the highest level of power that lost the protection of the power to ward off evil spirits shattered, and a door appeared. Lin Xian looked at the door...the door smiled slightly.

"Go! Find the treasure."

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Chapter [-] Soul Tower

Lin Xian pulled the reluctant Ying Gu and jumped directly to the highest level of the nine-story tower. The tower contained extremely terrifying power to smash evil, and for Ying Gu, it was simply a fierce place.

But she couldn't break free from Lin Xian's palm, and was pulled directly into the tower by him.

As soon as he entered the highest level, the power of destroying evil became stronger, and Ying Gu felt that her whole body was melting, and she leaned to the side weakly.

Only then did I discover that the highest level of the tower is a huge space, surrounded by countless human-shaped bronze statues. Aim at a black stone tablet in the middle.

Lin Xian walked to the stone monument and glanced at it, frowning slightly with a solemn expression.

"what's written on it"

Ying Gu also came up, she wanted to know why such a strange tower stood in this lost ancient city.

But Lin Xian touched his chin and said seriously.

"I don't understand."

Hearing this, Aunt Ying almost yelled, only to realize that the characters on the stele were written in ancient characters, which were closer to hieroglyphics and naturally Lin Xian couldn't understand them.

Fortunately, Aunt Ying had read countless ancient books in order to learn the art of blood, and she was quite proficient in ancient writing, so she took a closer look and said.

"This tower is called the Soul Tower, and it seems that there are very powerful evils suppressed under the tower."

"Then does it... say where the treasure is"

Aunt Ying shook her head. The contents on this stele were all related to that... evil thing, and did not mention any information about the treasure.

Lin Xian took out the mirror again, and found that there was still no movement on the mirror. It seemed that after the mirror overlapped completely, there would be no response. The treasure should be under the tower.

"Go, go down and have a look."

Hearing this, Ying Gu looked unwilling. This tower was very deadly to her. If she continued to go deeper, she would definitely be killed by the power of destroying evil. She hurriedly shook her head.

"I'm not feeling well, you should go down by yourself."

"You're not afraid of me stealing treasures"

"Let's talk about being alive."

Aunt Ying turned her head and ignored Lin Xian, whether they could get out of here was a question, and what treasures were still in mind.

After finding a random place to sit down, Lin Xian continued to fool around.

Seeing that Aunt Ying refused to go down with him, Lin Xian had no choice but to go down by himself, leaving the stairs leading to the lower floor on his own.

Seeing that Lin Xian had finally left, Aunt Ying took a deep breath and hurriedly flew out of the Soul Tower. The only thought in her mind now was to get out of here as soon as possible.

But what she didn't expect was that the Soul Tower had the ability to repair itself. After just a few minutes, the power of warding off evil spirits on the wall was reborn, sealing the original gate, and Ying Gu was completely trapped in the tower.

Aunt Ying, who wanted to cry but had no tears, could only wait here, hoping that Lin Xian would come back soon, otherwise they would be trapped in the tower.

...... Lin Xian, who came to the lower floor, found that it was similar to the upper floor, but the space was much larger.

The Soul Tower has its own independent space, and the environment on each floor is different. This floor is more like a huge martial arts field, with a bronze long sword standing in the center of the martial arts field.

As Lin Xian entered, a figure suddenly appeared on the bronze long sword.

A white clothed fluttering, although his face was a little blurry, his body exuded aura of arrogance, and he pulled out the bronze sword with one hand.

"Eighth floor of the soul, Haoran Academy, Tianyu, slay the intruding enemy!"

After saying that, the man in white charged towards Lin Xian with his sword, the bronze sword exuding a fierce murderous aura.

If Ying Gu was here, she would definitely know the person in front of her. This is the famous Haoran Academy in ancient times. It is said that the academy cultivated the aura of Haoran, has a natural immunity to evil things, and has made great contributions in the battle of immortals and demons many times.

But later, due to long-term consumption and the loss of the Haotian Sword, Haoran Academy fell and disappeared in the long river of time.

And the... bronze sword in front of me is... the legendary Haoran Sword, one of the treasures of Haoran Academy.

Countless demon cultivators died under this sword, and no demon cultivator could stop this aura of grandeur.

But unfortunately, what appeared in front of Haoranjian was Lin Xian, who played cards erratically. If it were someone else, he would definitely be beheaded.

Slap! Lin Xian slapped Tianyu directly on the face, and Tianyu was instantly dizzy.

What is the situation! I have been slapped for a remnant of a soul that has been dead for so long. Are you the legendary lord of the underworld? Can you capture the soul? Tianyu touched his face, this is his long years in the Soul Tower It was the first time I was beaten like this, and for a while... I couldn't bear to hang on my face and rushed towards Lin Xian again.

Slap! Lin Xian slapped again when he went up, your sister's father is not interested in men, don't lean on me.

In the next few minutes, Lin Xian slapped Tianyu more than a dozen times, completely dissipating his slap, and finally dissipated in the air unwillingly.

When the Haotian Sword, which had lost the power of its remnant soul, landed in the middle of the martial arts field, Lin Xian glanced at it and put it away.

"If you don't take something, it's an idiot. Anyway... it's also an ownerless thing, and it will be mine in the future."

Lin Xian touched his chin, thinking about giving the sword to the ruthless man. Isn't she the favorite sword, she must like this gift.