Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 207 A tear of eight hundred years

   "Time and fate~"

  Daoist Qingwei sighed softly, looked at Zhou Ji's increasingly determined gaze, and finally stopped persuading him, but the four elders who followed were a little out of control after seeing this scene.

"People who want to die, why stop him!" Elder Yuanshen broke free from the hands and feet of Elder Canggu and Elder Jingming, and said angrily: "If he wants to enter, let him in! I want to see this so-called man of destiny. "What's so special! If you die in the tower with a demonic aura, we still have Fei Peng to turn around as an alternative. We'll see how he comes out when he regrets it!"

   "Elder Yuanshen! Be careful!" Daoist Qingwei frowned slightly, and gave Elder Yuanshen a sideways look, with a slight reproach in his eyes.

But when he thought about it again, he also felt that it made some sense. Since Zhou Ji was a man of destiny recorded in the oracle, entering the Demon Locking Tower might also be part of his destiny. Within the observation range of Shushan.

  Thinking of this, Qingwei and the other four elders stood in the Five Elements direction, cast spells and recite mantras, and a light golden streamer reflected from the Taiji Bagua Gate.

   "Brother Dao, Pindao advises you one last time, because you have a demonic aura, once you enter the demon-locking tower, we will not be able to rescue you even if we work together.

  Have you considered this trip clearly? "

   Now that things are going on, what else is there to consider?

   Zhou Ji focused his eyes and took a step forward.

   While the streamer was covering his body, an irresistible strong suction instantly sucked him into the tower. By the time he reacted, he had already appeared in a gloomy and gloomy claustrophobic space.

  The sudden darkness made Zhou Ji slightly uncomfortable.

   These are not the battlefield fragments of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Although it is also a little dark, the darkness here is a dull and closed one.

  Like a small black room, it gives people an inexplicable depression.

The flick pointed out a flame, the flame was dim, and Zhou Ji found himself in a narrow alley. There was no window or door here, and it was completely like a closed corridor. It was surrounded by two hard walls made of huge stones, and a There is nothing other than a foot-wide passage.

  Looking up at the end of the alleyway, there is a faint dark red light, and the road surface can be vaguely seen, but it is not very clear.

  Zhou Ji extinguished the fire light on his fingertips, walked out of the alleyway along the red light, and a feeling of scalp numbness suddenly came to his heart.

At the end of the alleyway, there is a circular promenade built around the center, and in the very center of the promenade stands a tall stone pillar that reaches the sky. Countless evil dragons wind up, and the whole body is gray, giving people a sense of spirituality. A deep sense of deterrence.

  The stone pillars seem to go straight to the top of the demon-locking tower, and the surroundings are not connected to the circular corridor. There is a red light in the gap between them. Looking down, Zhou Ji found that there is another layer under the demon-locking tower.

  The bottom of the tower flows dark red magma like magma, and the red light that illuminates the surroundings comes from these waters that can refine any monster in the world.

  Zhou Ji restrained his mind, looked up at the top of the stone pillar, and walked up the corridor. According to the original work, the magic sword should be sealed at the top of the demon lock tower, which is the top of the stone pillar.

Maybe it was because he smelled the scent of fresh flesh and blood. When he stepped up to the second floor, strange laughter came from all over the tower, and in the darkness, pairs of **** red or dark green eyes brushed towards him. It seems that the crackling sound of gnawing dry bones in the corner also stopped, and the sound of dripping saliva was heard instead.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and an arc of light instantly slashed at the ghost that was sneaking up behind him. Before he could see clearly what kind of monster it was, he saw a bunch of monsters gushing out of the darkness at the same time. Tear this monster into pieces, and even the blood spilled on the ground has several monsters fighting over and licking it.

  This is the bottom floor of the Demon Locking Tower, where the most inferior monsters and ghosts are imprisoned. Zhou Ji didn't stay here for too long, but pushed it all the way to the third floor.

  However, the more he went up, the more frightened he became.

   The monsters imprisoned at the top are strong or weak, but they are no different from those at the bottom.

  Seeing Zhou Ji's arrival was like seeing a rich meal. Some monsters' cultivation level was even similar to Zhou Ji's, but most of them retained their intelligence and were far more cunning than Zhou Ji thought.

   Never do things that would hurt both sides. It's quite a posture of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, waiting for others to take the lead.

   In this regard, Zhou Ji was relieved.

   Not afraid of the opponent's strong force, but afraid of the opponent's recklessness.

  After several "kind" inquiries, Zhou Ji rushed all the way to the top of the demon lock tower, and saw Solanum nigrum, which was ridiculed by a group of ghosts, curled up and shivering beside the magic sword.

"Hee hee hee~~ Little Solanum nigrum~ You keep talking about 'brother' and 'brother' all day long, so do you know that your brother died a long time ago~" One of the ghosts pulled Solanum nigrum's hair, and when she saw her dodging, he felt even more Complacent, "And your 'Brother Zhou Ji', he doesn't want you anymore~!"

  The ghosts next to him let out a strange smile, and a few others kept responding, "Yes, yes, yes! You see, they have abandoned you for so many years, I am afraid they have forgotten you long ago?"

   "Forget~"

   "Forget~~"

  A group of ghosts taunted and laughed around the nightshade, even if the nightshade covered their ears, they couldn't hide their sharp and piercing laughter.

   "It's not like that! It's not like that!"

   A voice full of fear and grievance came out, which attracted even more presumptuous ridicule from the ghost.

Zhou Ji's eyes were suddenly cold, and just as he was about to step forward to crush these ghosts, the voice of Solanum nigrum came from the center of the stone pillar, and then a red light suddenly appeared, accompanied by a wave of air that would blow the ghosts around for several seconds. rice.

Solanum nigrum, who was originally curled up next to the magic sword, was dressed in a blue torn skirt, which turned bright red like blood. Although his appearance and appearance did not change, his look and expression revealed a fierce and fiery hostility. He raised his hand and summoned it from the void Hou Yi shot the sun bow.

  Bowing at the fingertips, a blood-red arrow condensed. At the same time as the arrow was formed, Hongkui shot directly at the ghost who spoke first without the slightest hesitation.

  It was like light and electricity, and there was no time to escape. The arrow flew by, leaving a red phantom in the darkness, and the ghost was directly nailed to the wall next to it, and was burned to ashes by the red light in an instant.

   "Don't be afraid~ I will protect you~~ No matter what happens, I will always be with you and protect you, and I will never abandon you or be separated from you again."

   Hongkui murmured in a low voice.

  At this time, she seemed to see Lan Kui curled up next to the magic sword, and her tone was extremely gentle.

  The ghost next to him took this opportunity and fled in fright.

  However, before they escaped from the platform, they were directly smashed into pieces by thunderbolts. For a moment, the whole platform was illuminated by flashing lightning, and the red clothes that were about to fade back to their blue dresses turned red again.

  Heavy footsteps came from behind, Hong Kui looked at the still flickering arc in the void, and didn't turn around.

   "Sorry. I'm late"

  Zhou Ji said in a deep voice, "There were some accidents in the God Realm, so it was delayed for a while."

"Who are you? What does your accident have to do with me?" Hong Kui turned around, with a tense expression, and stared at Zhou Ji stubbornly. Her hands still showed her restless heart.

   "Xiao Kui."

"I'm not Xiaokui! You've misunderstood the person." Hongkui ruthlessly interrupted Zhou Ji's words, turned her head and didn't dare to look at Zhou Ji again, "The person you mentioned doesn't want to see you. Neither do I." "

   As soon as she finished speaking, a touch of blue suddenly appeared on the corner of her swinging skirt, and then quickly extended upwards, dyeing most of the dress back to blue in an instant.

  Hong Kui raised her eyes and glared at Zhou Ji, and her red pupils also returned to black and softened.

   "Brother Zhou Ji." Lan Kui floated down from the void and stood in front of Zhou Ji, with unresolved grievances and unconcealable joy in his eyes.

  Eight hundred years.

   It has been eight hundred years.

The overflowing grievances seem to have broken through some kind of limitation. Nightshade Nightshade, who has never cried since she died as a sword, suddenly felt sour at the tip of her nose, and a long-lost feeling came to her heart. The surface of the lake that has been around for thousands of years is shining with waves.

   Drop by drop, little by little, countless and unreasonable emotions are like streams flowing into a lake.

  My brother has been dead for thousands of years.

  In the past, Solanum nigrum might have imagined that Zhou Ji would come to her, but Han Lingsha, Yun Tianhe, and Murong Ziying died one by one in front of her.

  The light of hope that shone in her heart was also extinguished in the darkness of the Demon Locking Tower.

"Feel sorry."

  Zhou Ji took two steps forward and apologized to Solanum nigrum again. He didn't know whether Lan Kui heard the apology just now, but no matter what, he had to apologize again.

   During these years in the Demon Locking Tower, Solanum nigrum was bullied by the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower every day, and I don’t know how much suffering he suffered, all because he missed his appointment for 800 years.

  Zhou Ji doesn't regret spending 800 years to revive Sito, but he regrets not being able to place the magic sword more securely at the beginning. If he thinks more about it, these things may not happen again.

   "Brother Zhou Ji. Where have you been all these years? Xiaokui thought you didn't want me anymore!"

  Solanum nigrum stepped forward and hugged Zhou Ji, her voice was weak and full of fear.

   "Obviously I promised to come back soon, but Xiaokui has been waiting for you for a long time."

  A drop of tears solidified by eight hundred years of grievances.

   Very heavy, very heavy.

  When tears dripped down Zhou Ji's chest, he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

  An indescribable loneliness, uneasiness, and faint despair entered Zhou Ji's heart from this faint tear.

  For a while, he seemed to have stayed in this dark demon lock tower for a long, long time. Through this teardrop, he felt how helpless Solanum nigrum has been these years.

"In the beginning, Sister Lingsha, Young Master Yun, and Young Master Murong were with me, but after a few years, Sister Lingsha passed away, and Young Master Yun, who had been guarding Sister Lingsha's tomb for a hundred years, finally passed away. "

  Solanum nigrum talked about her experiences over the years, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances.

  Zhou Ji listened quietly, reaching out to caress the top of her head from time to time, the familiar hotness brought some warmth to her cold body, and her soft and slender heart became more and more peaceful.

  Solanum nigrum's voice became smaller and smaller, and the nerves that had been tense for so many years finally relaxed at this moment. This peace of mind made her subconsciously let go of all defenses, and fell into a deep sleep.

He took out a few clothes from the void and laid them on the ground. Zhou Ji carefully helped her off his shoulders, took out a gift that was eight hundred years late, put the wide-sleeved fairy skirt beside her, got up and looked at the A vertical pupil floating out from the side of the stone pillar.

   This vertical pupil seemed to grow out of the void, but Zhou Ji could sense that its breath fluctuations were very similar to those ghosts just now.

  The higher the number of floors in the demon-locking tower, the stronger the monsters imprisoned, especially in the floors near the top of the demon-locking tower, there are extremely terrifying monsters living there.

   For example, Evil Sword Fairy, Ice Crystal Girl and so on.

   And these ghosts should not exist in such an important position on the top of the Demon Locking Tower. If they appear, it means that they are driven by people, and the people who drive them cannot enter the upper floors of the Demon Locking Tower.

  Evil Sword Immortal can let the ghost go, but he can't get to the upper level of the Demon Locking Tower. Zhou Ji can only think of one person.

   That is the Heavenly Demon Emperor who was lured by Shushan with the magic sword as bait to lock the demon tower.

In the battle between Feipeng and Chonglou in the past, the Demon Suppressing Sword fell into the mortal world, and it happened to be inserted in Shu Mountain. The Emperor of Heaven placed the Demon Sustaining Tower here. Sword faction, let it become the orthodoxy of immortality in the world.

  Only the successive heads of Shushan know about this matter, and the reason why the Heavenly Demon Emperor is trapped in the Demon Locking Tower and cannot escape is precisely because he is being suppressed at the bottom of the Demon Locking Tower by the Demon Suppressing Sword at this moment.

   That is, the demon water under the stone pillar.

  Thinking of this, Zhou Ji didn't feel strange about this matter.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor wanted to use the power of the Demon Sword to break free from the shackles of the Suppressing Demon Sword. There was no apparent conflict between the Demon Sword Immortal and the Heavenly Demon Emperor, so he took the initiative to let the ghosts and ghosts sent by the Heavenly Demon Emperor go. Going to the top of the Demon Locking Tower to harass Solanum nigrum, trying to control the magic sword by trying to beat the stick.

  It is good if it can be done, but it can’t be done, and it has no effect on it.

Looking at the cold vertical pupil with a bit of anger, Zhou Ji tapped his fingertips, and a thunder light exploded in the vertical pupil, and scattered arcs spread along the shattered vertical pupil towards the bottom of the stone pillar. It was too far away, as soon as it extended to Xie Jianxian, it completely dissipated.

Still digging at the cracks in the wall, trying to open a gap, the Xie Jianxian who escaped from the Demon Locking Tower turned his head to look at the dissipated arc, glanced at the top of the stone pillar above, snorted coldly, turned back, and looked Seeing a handful of wall dust piled up in the corner, he laughed and said, "Fight! Fight! You can fight to the death here!

  I don't want to get involved in your **** affairs. With the current progress, I only need to dig another seventeen or eight years, and I can escape! "

Xie Jianxian laughed more and more happily. In his opinion, as long as he escaped to the outside of the tower first, even if he was trapped on the cornice by the runes outside the Demon Locking Tower and couldn't get in and out, it would be better than being locked in the sword of General Feipeng of the God Realm. one place.

   "Hey, another piece deducted~~ One step closer to freedom."

  The top of the stone pillar.

  After Zhou Ji blew up the peeping pupils of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, he returned to Solanum nigrum.

  He didn't know what Xie Jianxian was doing down there, even if he knew, he wouldn't stop him.

After all, Xie Jianxian is the key to opening the evil spirit world, and it is also the key for Zhou Ji to take back the Jue Xianjian. Only he escaped from the Demon Locking Tower and got stuck between the eaves of the Demon Locking Tower and the outer barrier. Only then did he strengthen the barrier again and again, and found Sedum to scare the evil sword fairy into the box, in an attempt to purify this group of evil spirits with the Heavenly Lake of the God Realm.

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