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Chapter 1070(2/2)

Now Gu Zheng was really embarrassed. His behavior just now made him blush just thinking about it. It was so embarrassing.

Fortunately, Sister Xiong didn't argue with me, otherwise I would have suffered a lot.

Gu Zheng obediently turned half of his body back, covered in cold sweat. It turned out that there was no thatched cottage in front of him. It turned out to be a large void. If he had just walked down one step.

If you are unprepared, you will definitely fall directly with a somersault. You must know that within the scope of the void, you will not be able to use any magical power.

Like a stone thrown into water, it keeps falling.

Except for those big guys, who dares to step into the void.

This time Gu Zheng was really grateful to Sister Xiong and pulled him back.

Sister Xiong put Gu Zheng back on the ground and looked at Gu Zheng in a daze, not knowing what to think.

Gu Zheng shivered when he was looked at, and he didn't think he was attracted to him anymore. Fortunately, Sister Xiong didn't stay in a daze for too long, and his eyes returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Gu Zheng realize that Sister Xiong's eyes had returned to black, and now they were those green and frightening eyeballs.

"No one has been here for a long time. It's really nostalgic." Sister Xiong's voice was very gentle, not as irritable as she seemed before, like a gentle big sister.

"Sister Xiong, can I ask where this is? How long have you been here?" Gu Zheng asked carefully, with too many questions in his heart.

"Me?" Sister Xiong's eyes fell into confusion, but she quickly returned to normal, "Including the days when I lost my mind, I have been here for seven thousand years."

Gu Zheng was really frightened, seven thousand years, such a long time.

"How did you get here?" Sister Xiong asked with interest.

Those bright eyes looked at him, and he couldn't help but tell everything from meeting the man in black to the moment when the national flag was placed on the door frame of the hall.

After he finished speaking, Gu Zheng realized what a clever spell he was. He accidentally fell into it, and he didn't know how.

The other party at least had Da Luo's peak level of cultivation. Gu Zheng looked at this gentle Sister Xiong and never expected that there was such a powerful person here, and it seemed that he had been suppressed before.

"Oh, that's it." Sister Xiong scratched her chin with her sharp claws. She looked worried at Gu Zheng. If the melon seed touched her, she would be as brittle as a piece of paper.

"Sister Xiong, you haven't told me where this place is. There are so many weird places." Gu Zheng asked, "How do you get out of here?"

"I want to get out." Sister Xiong did not directly answer the previous question, "Your cultivation is too weak. Even if the evil spirit has no effect on you now, you can't get out alone."

Now it was Gu Zheng's turn to be dumbfounded. The problem of not being able to get out was a big one. He didn't want to be trapped here. He suddenly thought of the meaning of Sister Xiong's words and hurriedly said

"If I can't go out alone, does that mean there are other people here?" Gu Zheng doesn't feel like he's trapped in this inhospitable place.

"Although I'm not sure, I believe there must be someone, and not just a few, but many." Sister Xiong said with certainty.

Gu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was hope. Sister Xiong looked at Gu Zheng's hopeful expression and couldn't bear to pop the balloon. Anyone who came in didn't have hope, but it was a pity that they were someone else's grindstone after all.

"Let me tell you, what kind of place is this?" Sister Xiong said with a sad face, and Gu Zheng quickly listened carefully.

It turns out that a long, long time ago, Sister Xiong was a reclusive demon who lived in seclusion in Luzhou, Beiju. One day, a bloody guy came to the door and beat her seriously without saying a word, and then took out a flash.

The six-story tower painted in six colors took him in.

Sister Xiong is not the first, nor is she the last. There are many reclusive great demons, ranging from immortals to Daluo, and there are even many ordinary humans and casual cultivators from the human side.

It turns out that this weirdo is actually a big boss of the Shura clan. He is very powerful and doesn't like to go out. Basically, few people have heard of this person.

This boss wanted to create a world based on his own idea to pry into the supreme mysteries, but it was difficult at the beginning. Many ordinary humans and low-level human monsters had already died at the beginning.

Moreover, the leader of the Shura clan was seriously injured because he peeked at something he shouldn't have seen, causing him to give up his extremely vague thoughts.

So all the monsters in this square tower are going to be released? This Shura boss thought of a quicker way.

He successfully transformed this tower into a training ground for the Shura people. Because the Shura people themselves are cruel and cruel, and have a bad reputation in the ancient world, the chances of accidents in practicing in the ancient world are relatively large.

The number of Shura people is not large. It can be said that apart from the human race, the demon race is the largest. The other races are destroyed and disappear. This boss considered the situation of his own race, so he worked hard to transform this tower.

The humans and monsters inside are forced to sign a blood contract. As long as they sign this blood contract, any Shura disciple with a six-color halo can order those monsters and humans whose highest cultivation level does not exceed themselves, and fight outside.

, you can spend a certain amount of time and cost to summon it.

It can be said that from now on, I will be a slave of the Shura clan, and I will continue to do so for the rest of my life. Even if I can practice cultivation here with the help of the pagoda, and my cultivation level can directly increase significantly, there are still a large number of people and monsters who do not agree, and would rather die than agree.

What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? It's not like being treated like a dog.

Although the big boss was seriously injured, he might be afraid of these people joining forces with monsters outside, but inside this tower, hehe.
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