The defensive power of the Wizard Tower in the ancient ruins is limited, and there is nothing else except these monsters that have turned into statues. A round of crazy critical strikes killed all the monsters, and Ye Qing came to the entrance of the tower.

This wizard tower is average in size, and the gate can barely accommodate him in, so he has to bend down.

There was nothing on the first floor, and the gate of the tower would have been broken long ago. If there were any monsters, they would have rushed out long ago.

Ye Qing looked at the stairs and quietly changed back to the ordinary form. He could squeeze in the gate. The stairs were not that big, so he could not get up in his current state of creation.

"I have to make a smaller transformation, otherwise it will be too inconvenient!"

He held a sword in each hand, and two golden hooks like snakes holding their heads up, standing behind him, stepping on the stairs and stone steps.

The Wizard Tower was dim. Except for some decorations similar to gems beside the walls to provide light sources, there was no more light for lighting, except for the soft light ball above his head, which illuminated the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew from the top of his head. Ye Qing immediately looked up and saw a huge face looking at him on his head. A gray mist sprayed out from his open mouth. He immediately freed up his hand to grab a chain and threw it. Jin hooked into his face, which turned out to be empty.

But he felt that the golden hook had been pierced into it and seemed to have hooked something. He pulled it hard, and a sharp and strange scream came. A white shadow was forcibly pulled out by him. It was a spiritual body.

Spirits have different names in different worlds, and their sources are basically the same. They are the souls of the dead who have not dissipated. They have strong combat power and weakness. The ability in front of them is extremely strange and has a strong strength. They can resist when they are hooked by the Thousand Tribulation God. The pupils of their eyes are contracted inward into vortexes, and a strange wave shot straight into his eyes.

"interesting!"

Ye Qing grabbed the other hook and hooked the spirit body. The two hooks pulled each other hard and teared it in half.

The power of the treasure is unparalleled and powerful in any world. Even if it is not a real treasure now, its power cannot be blocked by a mere spiritual body.

There are very few monsters inside this tower, most of which are spiritual bodies, and they can be seen on almost every level. It is probably the apprentices of this wizard tower, and the number is smaller and the stronger the strength is. However, no matter how strong it is, it will be dismembered under the Thousand Tribulation God Slaughter. No spiritual body can stop him from tearing him.

Until I entered the seventeenth floor, which was the top of the wizard tower, I finally saw a spirit body wearing a white robe and emitting a faint white light all over. It was a unique spirit body. Not only could I see clearly in appearance, but also in my own consciousness. As soon as I met, he said:

"Witches from afar, I am willing to give you all the relics during my lifetime!"

Ye Qing was about to throw a hook out, but when he heard this, he stopped moving, tilted his head and looked up and down at the spirit body that was obviously of his own wisdom, and suddenly said with a smile:

"Can I ask you a question?"

"May I can tell you what I know."

"How did you die?"

The spirit was stunned and said slowly:

"You can change the question."

"No, I'll just ask this question."

The spirit body didn't say anything for a long time, as if he was thinking. After a while, he looked up and said slowly:

"I am"

At this moment, a large amount of black mist began to condense behind the white spirit body, a black vortex began to take shape, and a black tentacle that was nothing like a finger flew out of the vortex, pointing behind the white spirit body's head.

The white-robed spirit body suddenly froze, and then it began to turn black with the black tentacle as the center, as if white was dyed black and spread rapidly.

The first thing that changed was its head. The white light on its body quickly went out, and most of its head began to twist, and the spirit body also felt its own changes. A look of pain appeared on its face. It reached out and pressed it on its head, as if it was pressed on ink, and its palms immediately began to turn black.

"Damn it!"

The white light surged from the body of the spirit body. As soon as he tried to say a word, the black instantly swelled and drowned it. The whole person was twisted and deformed on the spot. A large number of black tentacles stretched out from the body and floated around him, and an extremely evil aura came to his face.

"Fuck, there is no ancient evil thing in this ruin!"

Ye Qing was very familiar with this extremely evil aura. He had seen it many times in the Tower of Tongtian. It was exactly the same as this one, but it was different in the type. It was not the same as the ancient evil things he had seen, and I don’t know which kind of evil things it was.

In addition to nightmare and worm walkers, there are actually many types of ancient evil things, or there are no specific types or numbers of ancient evil things. Basically, all evil things may transform into ancient evil things, and there are tens of millions of evil things, plus various evolutionary branches. Theoretically, there are tens of thousands of ancient evil things, but most evil things have no chance to transform to that level.

He could not tell the type of the ancient evil thing in front of him. He could not judge it without looking at the body with this slightest power, but it was certainly a brand new evil thing, and it must be very powerful.

Fortunately, there is only a trace of power of the ancient evil creature in front of me, and I can't even count as a projection incarnation, and I'm not his opponent.

He grabbed Qianjie Shenshu with both hands and swung it. Two golden hooks pierced like golden meteors toward the evil spirit body. The spirit body let out a silent roar, and a circle of black mist spread like ripples. A large number of tentacles fused to form two larger tentacles to grab the golden hook.

"Bang!"

The tentacles broke inch by inch, but the golden color was also bounced back.

Ye Qing was surprised that this evil thing had such a trick, but his hands were not slow. He grabbed the chain and turned it around and hooked it again.

The power of the Creation Magic Ball when it changes into a hook is much stronger than that of other states. After all, it absorbs part of another treasure. The Thousand Tribulation God Tu itself is a mature treasure. The power obtained after the fusion is mature and powerful. If it is not limited to the fact that the Creation Magic Ball Tu is not powerful enough, even if it is just that fragment, the Hook can kill this evil spirit.

After three rounds of hooking, all the tentacles on the evil spirit's body shattered. When the fourth round hook was pierced, it opened its mouth and sprayed a chilling mist and turned into an ice shield, but it was smashed directly by the golden hook. The golden light flashed straight into the spirit body. Ye Qing grabbed the chain and pulled it around with his hands, pulled it violently, and with a sharp roar exploded in his ears, a ball of crazy twisted tentacles were forcibly hooked out of the evil spirit's body by him.

This tentacle is a trace of power of the ancient evil creature, full of madness and distortion. Just as you see it, you can feel extremely dysfunction in your heart and feel a needle-punching on your body.

This is the depravity of ancient evil creatures. If a mortal comes here, he will be corrupt and degenerate as soon as possible.

The ancient evil creature was extremely terrifying. Ye Qing did not dare to hold back. He opened his mouth and spewed out a flame dragon breath to burn the twisted tentacles. The scorching flames blew on the tentacles. Even the flames began to corrode and turn black. The part of the blackening began to twist, and there was a tendency to escape from other flames.

"This is really a stubborn person. How could there be an ancient evil thing here? This ancient wizard organization would have been destroyed by this ancient evil thing!"

It took him almost half an hour to finally clean up a trace of power from this unknown ancient evil object. As for the spirit body, it had already died, and it was already dead when it was swallowed by the ancient evil object. He forced the power of the ancient evil object to be released and the body had dissipated, and it was too late to save it.

This spirit body left no useful information, the only thing that needs to be useful is the word "mix".

"Chaos? Bastard? Or Chaos?"

There was too little information and nothing could be analyzed. Ye Qing shook his head and walked over the disappearing spirit body toward the tower.

This spirit body is at least one enemy on this tower. He did not see other spirit bodies or monsters. He turned the entire tower around and found only some ore-valued magic stones, and nothing else.

It’s normal to think about it. From ancient times to now, there are no more than ten thousand years. Nothing can resist the power of time and be scrapped. Potions and magic stones have long turned into ashes, and only ores can survive.

Fortunately, the ore in ancient times was quite valuable, and the resources in ancient times were much richer than that now. Many things were probably no longer found at that time. Scarcity is precious, so it will definitely be sold at a good price when you return to the Fifth Ring Tower for sale.

The only pity is that the level of this wizard tower is not high, or the owner of this wizard tower is not very strong, and the value of the collected things is limited. He briefly estimated that the total value of more than a dozen ores should be five or six hundred magic stones.

After coming out of the Wizard Tower, Ye Qing looked up at the center of the ancient ruins. The vague feeling before was now particularly clear. In the Tongtian Witch Tower, there was definitely an ancient evil object plaque, but I didn't know why I couldn't leave there.

That's right, the ancient evil thing was limited to a small area for some reason and could not leave. Otherwise, the crazy will of the ancient evil thing would have destroyed a trace of its will and had already committed suicide in person. How could it have not reacted yet?

In fact, there is no other creature that can exist within the real ancient evil object realm. As long as someone approaches, there is no need to find it, it will appear on its own initiative. How big is the realm of the ancient evil object? If it can move freely, not to mention the underground world, even the Five Ring Tower on the ground cannot be spared and is within its range of activities.

Even though the Fifth Ring Tower was safe and sound, they didn't encounter it once they entered the ground, which means that this ancient evil thing must have been trapped somewhere, and at most a trace of power was projected out.

If the ancient evil thing appeared, Ye Qing turned around and ran away without saying a word, but if it was just a trace of strength, he would not be afraid.

Therefore, Ye Qing originally wanted to go to the ancient ruins center to take a look at the giant tower of the sky, and now he has changed his plan. He decided to just turn around the edge of the ruins. He even dared not go to the group of wizard towers with dozens of levels in the center, so as not to be caught by the ancient evil creatures.
Chapter completed!