The Fairy World of mortals (Burst through the tower)

Chapter 50 The Breaking of the Tower

Half a month later.

The Feng Yin mountains.

A lead-black cloud hung over the high, steep peaks of one mountain, so that in the middle of the day, when there was not much sunlight, it gave a gloomy appearance of mountain rain.

The mountains were covered with trees, not the usual verdant color, but a thick bluish-black color that made the whole mountain look like an ink painting drawn in thick ink.

At that moment, a hole was suddenly opened in the cloudy sky, and a light flew out of it, revealing the figure of a tall young man dressed in a blue robe.

It was Han Li.

Suspended in mid-air, he glanced around, closed his eyes, and slowly released his thoughts across the mountain.

A moment later, his eyes suddenly opened, a strange look appeared on his face, and then his figure rose and fluttered into a misty forest not far away.

After he had landed on the ground, he walked a short distance, around a stout old tree, and saw ahead of him, in the white fog, a small figure was reclining on the grey, dead tree, motionless.

"Fun"

He gave a cry with a slight frown.

The petite figure heard the sound, with a slight shrug of the shoulders and a move of the eyelashes, the closed eyes slowly opened.

At the moment of seeing Han Li, this female pale face, immediately emerged a smile, the corners of the mouth also pulled up a reluctant smile, mouth to say, but it seems to be forbidden, can only issue "ah ah ah" of the vague sound.

"I'm coming, don't be afraid." Han Li comforted a word and walked slowly toward the front.

Liu Le er see, it seems to think of what general, the beauty eye in flash frightened color, toward Han Li shake his head again and again.

Seeing that Han Li's footsteps did not stop, she struggled, trying to sit up straight, suddenly a "crackling" sound around her.

Chains with black electric awn appeared on her body and bound her from head to foot. Whenever she moved, black electric light would flow out and hit her hard.

See Liu Le er small face upper stream shows the color of pain, Han Li facial expression is unchanged, fundus depth flashes however a cold kill intention, the pace does not stop.

Just as he stepped forward in the next step, feet have not yet landed when the mutation suddenly!

The white fog, which had seemed calm among the trees, suddenly turned black and rolled violently, and then the wind roared down, turning all the black fog into a giant whirlpool.

Around the sudden drop in temperature, "whoo" the sound of crying Wolf howling four!

At the center of the vortex, Hanli felt his eyes go dark, and then an invisible suction came from underneath the vortex, as if trying to pull it down.

Han Li cold hum, is still a foot step down, stride towards Liu Le Er walked, did not hinder the appearance.

Just then, "boom" a muffled sound came from the ground!

The left and right sides of the ground a burst of trembling, burst into pieces, a pair of leaf fan size full of sharp thorns fierce ghost hands, suddenly broke out of the ground, a left and right to seize the legs of Han Li.

Almost at the same time, the black fog above his head swept away in all directions, and an invisible pressure came down from the sky and came down on him in a menacing manner.

"Boom" an earth-shattering bang!

It is a dark purple octagonal giant tower like Mount Tai pressure from the sky, Han Li buckle inside.

The tower is 50 or 60 feet tall, covered with purple psionic tattoos, and exudes an indescribable eerie smell.

All this happened, it seems that Hanli did not make the slightest reaction, has been trapped.

"Ah well..."

Liu Le 'er watched this scene, mouth immediately issued a series of vague sounds, the body is also not to live violent struggle.

The more she struggled, however, the tighter the chains tightened around her body, and the black serpent-like electricity ran up and down, making the cold sweat run down the woman's aching forehead.

Around the giant tower ghost fog a surge, four figures from around a flash emerged.

One of them, a thin man in a black robe with a black beard, was Qixuan.

He was met by a stout man in a yellow robe, with a large face, and from the other two directions came a wizened middle-aged man with a silver crown, and a pretty middle-aged woman in a scarlet robe.

All four of them, without exception, were transfiguration monks, still holding the same formula in their hands, until they reached the great tower, and then they were put away.

"Ha HA, ELDER Tian, thanks to you borrowed the PURPLE Pluto Tower this time, finally took down the thief." Qi Xuan chuckled and turned his hand to the famous square face.

"Elder Qi has spoken very strongly. But then again, don't you think it's a bit of a big deal for you to let me borrow the secret of fame from the old master, just to use it against a mere infant monk?" Square face big man face dew a little complacent color, saw a giant tower, asked again.

"I was so careful, just in case. After all, Elder Lu Ya died at his hands, and I suffered a lot in the hall of Law enforcement." Qi Xuan sighed and gently shook his head.

"Anyway, now that BROTHER Qi has captured this man alive, don't forget WHAT YOU promised us." The red woman covered her mouth with a smile and said with meaning.

"Well, of course, you may rest assured..."

Qi Xuan has not said that finish, the giant tower before the body is suddenly a shock, the whole land also followed by a shake, let its one shocked under, behind the words suddenly swallow back.

"This is..." The red woman asked in surprise with a fine eyebrow.

The middle-aged man with silver crowns standing opposite him smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. It's the rotten Mang I keep. I think the boy is a little restless inside, so he has to suffer more."

"I CAN'T THINK THAT THE GHOST RAISED BY BROTHER LUO HAS BEEN able to shake the PURPLE Pluto Tower, but let little sister some surprise." The red woman pressed her plump chest with one hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

The RESULT THIS FEMALE VOICE VOICE JUST FALL, PURPLE GIANT TOWER IS AGAIN "BOOM" A muffled SOUND, power more before a few minutes.

This time, four people all feel the ground earthquake, unexpectedly faint some sense of stability.

At my feet, ten feet below the great tower, a series of dense, bottomless crevasses had appeared, crawling all over the ground like a web.

"Luo ELDER BROTHER, THIS IS not ALSO YOUR ghost FOR?" The red woman turned slightly pale and turned to ask the silver-crowned middle-aged man.

The latter just want to open, but not by a stuffy hum, mouth overflow a trace of blood.

"How can it be... My rotten Mang was, was killed..." Luo middle-aged man wiped a mouth blood, face shocked color.

This speech out, Qi Xuan and red robe beautiful woman all is a surprise.

"It seems that Elder Qi's expectation is right. The physical power of this small thief surnamed Han cannot be underestimated. But you don't have to panic, the Purple Ghost Tower is a treasure of heaven, even if Lian virtual monks trapped in it to get out of the trap is not easy, he a Yuan baby power repair difficult also can overturn the sky?" The square face big Han fixed the calm mind, very confidently say.

"That being said, it is a thing that can be harnded at the time of union, and when four of us join hands to drive it reluctantly, its utility may be greatly reduced. As far as I'm concerned, we'd better do what we can right now to urge this treasure to kill this man." Qi Xuan is frown micro frowns, is still some not assured of the proposal.

"What Brother Qi says is right. Let's kill him immediately so as not to change. When the time comes, it will be left to us." Luo middle - aged person face show cruel color, also immediately echo way.

Four people agree, hand method formula again pinch, mouth at the same time spread the sound of chanting.

Purple GIANT TOWER ON ALL THE PURPLE SPIRIT GRAIN CIRCLE OF LIGHT UP, COUNTLESS MYSTERIOUS CHARACTER A RUSH TO APPEAR, TOWER BODY HAS CONTINUOUSLY DENSE purple air overflow, the surrounding diffuse cold atmosphere GREATLY increased, making the surrounding temperature PLUMmet, IN the void "YI LA" SOUND, faint pieces of ice emerged out of thin air.

At the same time, the whole tower seems to be weighted down a bit and embedded in the ground.

However, a few sighs of relief were not forthcoming.

The tower again "boom" a shock, the surface of the PSIonic tattoo mad flash, sharply become bigger.

"No!

The square - faced man's face changed, but before the four could do anything else, the surface of the tower crackled, and huge cracks opened from top to bottom.

Then there was a rumble of the great tower, and under the horrified eyes of the four of them, the great tower burst open, and a great cloud of purple smoke billowed.

An unspeakable and powerful wave of air swept around and opened. Although the four people tried to support it by magic, they could not help falling back again and again. The willow in the distance also rose with the wind and flew backwards.

Fragments of the great tower fell to the ground, and the smoke gradually gathered away. On the ground, there emerged a dark and ferocious monster, five or six feet in size, lying on the ground on all fells, with a big hole in its chest, dripping with foul black blood.

On the head of giant ghost, Han Li a green robe, expressionless look at one eye Liu Le Er, see it and no great harm, then cold eyes swept around four people.

"Are you..."

Under the shock of four people, the heart at the same time rises an unbelievable idea.

Results next moment, Han Li two words don't say shout two boxing out.

He threw one blow at the nearest middle-aged man with the silver crown, and another at the equally distant beautiful woman in the red robe.

Both of them only feel the pressure of a monstrous wave, the nearby air tight, the body sank, want to avoid it is too late.

Silver-crowned middle-aged people under the urgent mood, clothes without wind from the drum, two cuffs as open as the horn, gout billowing rich black gas.

In the black air, five bloody evil ghost heads, blood mouth wide open, against the air waves away.

After that, a red ghost seal full of ink-writing also swelled in the void, turning into the size of a house, and stood in front of me.

On the other side, the beautiful woman in the red robe, who had already lost her face, fluttered her wrists, and thirteen flying swords of white bone sprang forward with the shrieking sound of evil spirits.

She clutched at one side of her forearm with her five fingers, which opened a number of terrible blood stains. The dense red blood worms the size of rice grains crawled out of them, and instantly condensed into a bloody shield in front of her body