Purple Cauldron Immortal Fate

The Immortal Stealing Alien said that if those two demon statues were disturbed, it would be enough for them...

However, although these guys who had died in his own hands kept attacking him with such bared teeth and claws, Ye Han was very helpless. These guys were already dead, so what else was there to fear?

He knew very well that he hadn't moved at all, so how could he let the two demon statues in the Tower of Hell move?

Is it Mr. Lan Qing?

Thinking this, Ye Han was about to look at Mr. Lan Qing when Wu Xuankong, who suddenly looked dead, turned into a ferocious evil ghost and rushed towards him. When he was about to hit Ye Han, he turned into an old fox. , and then turned into the Ningyu Fairy...

wrong!

Ye Han almost lost his mind for a moment, but he immediately realized it, damn it! I almost got hit, but it wasn't the two huge statues that moved at all!

Even the movement of this damn statue is an illusion.

Ye Han immediately calmed down and took a step forward silently...

Take one step.

call! ! All the illusions attacking him turned into nothingness and annihilation at this moment. The Immortal Thief alien race looked back at Ye Han in astonishment, seeming to be surprised as to why Ye Han escaped from this illusion so quickly...

Ye Han looked at the astonished eyes of the Immortal Thieves and the foreign tribe, which was a little strange. He glanced at Mr. Lan Qing behind him, frowned slightly, and found that Mr. Lan Qing had not yet reacted to the illusion...

Obviously, his state of mind cultivation is actually worse than his own?

He was hesitating whether to remind Mr. Lan Qing, but then he thought about it. The Immortal Thief alien didn't mention anything about helping, and it seemed that the statue over there didn't have any special reaction...

Ye Han still suppressed his impulse.

After all, if something happens, he is still sure that he can help Mr. Lan Qing.

Looking at this scene, the Thieving Immortal Alien Race continued to move forward without any hesitation.

Ye Han followed, but he always paid attention to Mr. Lan Qing's expression...

Step by step!

Mr. Lan Qing's expression changes very much, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes lonely...

It shouldn't be. Although Mr. Lan Qing's physical body is new, his soul and spirit are not new. His state of mind cannot be so low. Maybe there are other reasons.

After walking thousands of steps, Mr. Lan Qing's expression returned to normal. He saw Ye Han's concerned eyes in front of him, nodded slightly towards him, and continued walking forward...

On the other hand, the Thieving Immortal Alien took a deep look at Mr. Lan Qing, frowned, and continued walking forward without any other expression.

It seems that the most dangerous time has passed. When we walked under the huge tower, people stood like tiny ants, and at the gate were two huge demon statues standing on both sides. Each demon statue was Thousands of feet high, the entire huge door has been opened and hidden, and the astonishing soul-devouring energy is rushing out from inside...

Although the impact of this soul-devouring energy was astonishing and could be seen with the naked eye, when it hit the bridge, it turned into black filaments and continuously penetrated into the demon statue on the bridge!

Therefore, the surge of the violent hurricane spurting out could not be felt on the bridge, but people could feel the power of this terrifying soul-devouring air.

On the other hand, Ye Han didn't understand. He had easily escaped the mental attack of the illusion of the bridge just now. How could Mr. Lan Qing be hit by it?

However, the Immortal Thieves were not affected at all and walked towards the huge entrance with their heads held high.

Ye Han and Mr. Lan Qing also walked in.

The moment he walked to the door of the Hell Tower, Ye Han felt the terrible pressure of the demonic energy, like a huge mountain, crushing his heart, giving him a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe.

Ye Han has been to many dangerous places over the years, and his cultivation of magical powers was at the peak of his powers. This was the first time he encountered this suffocating feeling that could make him feel breathless.

At this time.

Mr. Lan Qing's message reached his ears: "Ye Han! The danger in this Hell Tower is extraordinary! Be cautious! Don't be greedy! Self-preservation is the most important thing!"

It could be heard that Mr. Lan Qing's tone was serious, and Ye Han also became serious. It seemed that Mr. Lan Qing did not have much confidence in rescuing his own body.

Or is Mr. Lan Qing just showing off?

However, he knew many things well, nodded, smiled slightly at Mr. Lan Qing, and said nothing.

The moment he entered the Tower of Hell, Ye Han suddenly felt a force of space teleportation...

Buzz! ! Ye Han felt an irresistible force of space sweeping over them...

Ye Han suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from him.

In fact, Ye Han had an urge to open up Ziding's external sensing, but an astonishing touch on the way made Ye Han wary.

After all, the danger of this Hell Tower makes it impossible for Mr. Lan Qing's body to get out. If the dangerous beings of the Hell Tower know the existence of Ziding, who knows what will happen.

As Mr. Lan Qing said, when entering the Tower of Hell, don’t think about treasure hunting, but think about saving your life more cautiously.

If there really is any great treasure, as long as he survives in the Tower of Hell, he will definitely gain something.

Immortal cultivator!

The ultimate goal is immortality, not how many treasures you have.

Just like Mr. Lan Qing now, he has so many treasures and amazing cultivation skills, but his life span is shaky, and it is obvious that his life span is not much.

As the power of space transmission is transmitted, Ye Han feels several shocking and suffocating thoughts and consciousnesses surging towards his body, as if observing his situation...

At this time, the immortal thief who had been silent suddenly sent a voice to them and said: "Not good! Our luck is too bad! We are going to be transmitted to the demon spirit! Get ready!"

As the immortal thief spoke, Ye Han and Mr. Lan Qing felt a shocking and suffocating soul-devouring aura surging in the air...

As the power of space transmission twisted in circles, pairs of scarlet bloodthirsty pupils surged in the air...

Ye Han and others' eyes trembled, and they found themselves in a place full of drooping black tree roots hundreds of feet long, and the terrible soul-devouring aura swirled around.

Ye Han immediately felt that the devouring power of the soul-devouring energy here was several times stronger than outside, and the mana in his body leaked out like a tide...

What's more hateful is that the immortal-stealing alien race was spinning in a gray light and disappeared into the air: "My two Taoist friends! I'm not good at fighting! It depends on your performance!"