Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

"Nine-story magic tower? What is this?". Lin Feng asked suspiciously.

The demon king said, "If I remember correctly, this should be the sacrificial tower built by the primitive demons!"

Primitive Demon Lin Feng naturally knew that there were still primitive Demons in the underground world of Kyushu.

This is the oldest Demon Race, and its strength is very powerful.

There are even rumors that the Demon Race and the Earth Demon Race are both races created by the primitive Demon Race.

Of course, Lin Feng doesn't know if this rumor is true, but he can be sure of one thing. The primitive demons did enslave the Heavenly Demons and the Earth Demons.

Earth Demons are relatively weak, so it is understandable to be enslaved by primitive Demons.

But what a powerful race the Demons are.

It was also enslaved by the primitive demons for endless years.

From this, we can see how terrifying and powerful this primitive Demon Race is.

Therefore, anything that is related to the primitive demons is absolutely no trivial matter.

Just like the nine-story magic tower that Yaojun is talking about now.

But Lin Feng immediately cursed in his heart.

Primitive demons are so immoral.

He actually hanged such a beautiful female nun to death.

It's really worth a thousand knives.

…

Lin Feng said through his voice, "The tower of sacrifice? You mean, this nine-story magic tower is the place where the primitive demons sacrificed?"

The demon king nodded and said, "That's it, the nine-story demon tower is the sacrificial tower in the holy land of the primitive demons, which is equivalent to the sacred object of the primitive demons. In the long years, the primitive demons also Divided into some different branches, I just don’t know which lineage of the primitive demons inherited this nine-story magic tower? But I guess this lineage should be extinct!”

Lin Feng couldn't help rubbing his chin, he thought of the primitive demon kingdom of the underground world.

The strength of the original stone demons is indeed far less than before.

First, because of genocide, the people of the primitive Demon Race are now extremely rare.

The second is because of blood failure.

Any kind of blood will become weaker and weaker with the passage of time.

Just like a kind of imperial blood inheritance.

The bloodline inherited from this generation of the children of the great emperor is the most powerful. When the grandson's generation comes, the blood of the emperor will become thinner, and the blood of the emperor will become thinner and thinner until it disappears completely and becomes ordinary. blood vessels.

Of course, there are also some people who "return to the ancestors" suddenly awakened the powerful blood of their ancestors.

But atavistic monks.

It's way too rare.

…

Yue'er asked, "Senior brother, what should we do now? Would you like to enter it and take a look?".

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Okay, let's go in and see."

He and Yue'er cautiously walked towards the ninth-floor magic tower.

The two entered the interior of the ninth-floor magic tower.

I don't know how many years there have been no visitors here, and the ninth-floor magic tower has already been full of dust.

There are copper pillars standing in the first floor of the magic tower. Lin Feng checked it, and there are a total of 999 copper pillars.

"Three nines, this is the ultimate number!"

Lin Feng's brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Nine" as the ultimate number, theoretically does not appear.

And this place actually appeared three "nine".

This is so wicked.

Generally, where the extreme number of "nine" appears, strange things are bound to occur.

Therefore, Lin Feng's expression became much more solemn.

"There are runes on the copper pillars!"

Moon said.

Lin Feng nodded and came to a copper pillar with Yue'er.

They carefully observed the runes on these copper pillars.

These runes form a picture.

Among these pictures, a huge temple appeared.

A huge copper pillar stands in front of the temple.

Countless people knelt on the ground.

Worship at the temple.

And a person is bound to each copper pillar.

suddenly.

The ground fire was lit.

The temperature of those copper pillars kept rising.

those who are bound to the bronze pillar,

Burned alive.

"The Punishment of Cannonball!"

Lin Feng's expression was solemn, and these pictures were very similar to the punishment of cannon branding.

Lin Feng has heard of this kind of criminal law, and there are such cruel punishments in some secular countries.

"Senior brother, these copper pillars were not used for...". Yue'er's voice trembled slightly, but she did not continue to speak.

Lin Feng knew what Yue'er wanted to say.

These nine hundred and ninety-nine bronze pillars may really be torture tools used to scorch others.

"Perhaps so, after all, this place is the sacrificial tower of the primitive demon race. I don't know how many innocent people died tragically!"

Lin Feng said.

Yue'er said, "This primitive Demon Race is really abominable."

Lin Feng said, "The primordial demons were too powerful back then. They were high above the ground. They took life and death. No one dared to resist them.

The two walked towards the second floor.

at this time.

A gust of gloomy wind blew up in the first floor of the magic tower.

This gloomy wind made Lin Feng and Yue'er get goosebumps all over their bodies.

When Lin Feng and Yue'er looked around, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

Because now every copper pillar is bound with a monk.

But now these monks have long since died, and their bodies have long since turned into mummified corpses.

"How could this be? There were no corpses just now!"

Moon said in a trembling voice.

The nine-storey magic tower is too bewitching.

Yue'er felt an endless sense of fear in her heart.

In fact, it is not only the moon that is afraid.

Lin Feng also felt hair in his heart.

He has been to many sinister places, and he has also experienced countless lives and nine deaths.

But this is the first time I have seen such a strange situation today.

Lin Feng took out the Vientiane Golden Buddha and gave it to Yue'er, asking him to hold this Buddhist magic weapon in his hand for self-defense.

He took out a cassock and draped it over his body, which made him feel a little relieved.

He said, "It is normal for some evil things to happen in such a place. If you are afraid, go out and wait for me!"

Yue'er shook her head and said, "I don't want to go out, I want to explore the ninth-floor magic tower with my senior brother."

Lin Feng said, "Observe the surroundings carefully, let's not say it, if it is damaged here, we will cry without tears."

Yue'er nodded quickly and walked towards the second floor of the ninth-floor magic tower with Lin Feng.

When they came to the second floor of the stairs, they heard a creaking sound.

It was like the sound of chewing food. After hearing this sound, Lin Feng and Yue'er's expressions changed greatly.

Could it be that there are some creatures on the second floor that cannot be made?

But when they listened carefully to the sound, the sound of chewing food disappeared.

"Did you hear it wrong?".

Lin Feng couldn't help but wonder.

Yue'er also had a puzzled expression.

The two took a deep breath and walked towards the second floor.

After arriving on the second floor, I found that it was pitch black, I couldn't reach my fingers, and I couldn't see anything.