Zhang Tie couldn't help himself. He was wrapped in the small tower and passed through the gate of the black giant tower. Only the moment he entered, Zhang Tie felt that his eyes were dark, and he felt like he could penetrate into another space in an instant. The described huge pressure came from all directions, his whole person was like a piece of meat being thrown into a meat grinder. After being completely minced, it was slowly slowed down from a gap and a tiny pipe. Squeeze out slowly.

Of course, this is just Zhang Tie’s personal feeling. His body was not shattered. After flying into the huge tower, the small tower that engulfed him gave out a golden light, enveloping Zhang Tie’s body, and at the same time, it was originally protected. Zhang Tie's translucent energy shield did not shatter either.

Even so, Zhang Tie still felt that his whole body had turned into countless tiny particles at that moment, and then those tiny particles were re-squeezed into their own shape.

In this process, for Zhang Tie, he felt that he did not pass through a door and a space, but through countless nets. The countless nets scattered his whole body into the smallest dust, over and over again. After filtering, let him pass...

Zhang Tie didn’t see what was happening behind him, and he didn’t know that the Six-armed Demon King was also "caught" by the black tower. It was just that the trauma of the six-armed Demon King's mortal blow that had just caused him has not yet healed. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Tie was "filtered" again, and the huge pressure and pain that could not be resisted came from the invisible giant net, as if Zhang Tie's whole person was about to burst.

Zhang Tie gritted his teeth and tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see what was in the darkness, but unfortunately, his lotus eye seemed to have lost its function at this time. After working hard for half a minute At last, Zhang Tie's head was dumbfounded, his eyes went dark, and his body's self-protection program started-gloriously fainted.

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After some time, Zhang Tieyou woke up and regained consciousness in his brain.

The first discovery in Zhang Tie's consciousness when he woke up was that he was still alive! At the moment when he passed out, Zhang Tie almost thought he was made into a ham sausage.

After discovering that he was still alive, Zhang Tie felt a huge joy of rebirth in his heart.

To be alive is indeed a thing to be happy about, especially when he has once again recovered his life under the hands of a peerless powerhouse at the Demon Sovereign level. Zhang Tie himself admires his fate.

When the joy in his heart slowly calmed down, Zhang Tie realized that his face was a little cold, his face seemed to be against an ice brick, hard and cold, and the coldness of coldness poured into his head, making him beat all over his body. It's an exciting spirit.

When Zhang Tie opened his eyes, he realized that it was not his face with ice bricks, but that he was lying on the ground with his cheeks against the cold ground. That's why he felt the coldness.

After turning his eyes twice, moving his fingers, and feeling that his hands, feet and body are still intact, Zhang Tie climbed up from the ground.

What caught Zhang Tie's eyes was an empty and lonely hall.

Even if Zhang Tie is a person who has seen the world, but at this moment, facing such a big hall, he couldn't help but open his mouth in amazement, then pinched his thigh, feeling the pain from his thigh. After feeling, he knew that he was not dreaming.

This is a large hall with an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers. The entire hall is square, and the length and width of the hall are more than ten kilometers. Such a hall is almost larger than the area of ​​an ordinary city.

The floor of this hall is icy, black stone slabs that can be seen by light, and the dome of the hall is more than one thousand meters high, one by one is more than one thousand meters high, and it is a crystal clear white giant that can be embraced by dozens of people. The Panlong Column supports the entire hall, and on the dome of the hall is a huge mural of the Six-winged Peng King over the world. The six-winged Peng King’s domineering aura on the mural almost rushed forward, making Zhang Tie breathe. Stagnant.

On both sides of the central axis of the main hall, two rows of huge bronze cauldrons burned with raging flames, illuminating the main hall brightly, and Zhang Tie’s shadow was also reflected in the light on the ground where the light can be seen. Twisted and changed, Zhang Tie seemed to be able to see his surprised look in the shadow reflected from the ground.

The place where Zhang Tie fainted just now is in the center of the main hall. Right in front of Zhang Tie, there is a huge platform with a height of several hundred meters above the ground. Under Zhang Tie’s feet, there is a step that extends to the platform. Above, there are thousands of steps on those steps. On the steps of that step, they are completely connected by strange heads. Each of these heads has different expressions, and some are even vivid. Zhang Tie can start from Some of those brains recognized some of them as demons, and there were some strange brains, which even Zhang Tie hadn’t seen before. All the heads with low eyebrows and bows were connected one by one, becoming the highest point. Stepping stones.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are statues of three-eyed giants kneeling on the ground, with their hands raised and burning lamps on their heads.

On the high platform at the end of the steps, there was only a huge golden throne, and the golden throne, like a mountain of flames, was dazzling.

With such a high platform and such a throne, even with his eyes closed, Zhang Tie could feel the breath of the king of the heavens and the suppression of the world, which was breathtaking.

An old man wearing a black robe, brows as white as silver, and eyes deeper than the night sky sat on the golden throne, condescendingly, looking calmly at Zhang Tie who woke up, and Zhang Tie who had just woke up staring at him.

The small black tower that entrained Zhang Tie was spinning around in the old man's hand, like a toy.

At the moment when he stared at the old man, Zhang Tie felt that his whole spirit was captured by the old man. Although the old man just sat calmly, in Zhang Tie’s feeling, the old man himself Just like a peerless peak of radiance, loneliness, tyrannical strength, standing alone, alone in the world, that kind of strong temperament, just at a glance, people have the urge to worship and kneel down.

Zhang Tie stood hard, his throat moved, trying to say something, but he found that his throat was as dry and hoarse as a desert at this moment, and it was difficult to make any noise.

"Is the human race now weak enough to be so weak?" The old man sitting on the golden throne sighed softly, and that voice suddenly echoed throughout the hall.

Weak? Is it talking about me?

At the beginning, Zhang Tie didn’t realize that the voice was talking about himself, because since Zhang Tie obtained the Black Iron Fort, there has never been a word like weak, Zhang Tie, that he can hear about others describing him. I never thought that this word would have anything to do with me.

Zhang Tie thought that the figure was talking about someone else, but after a few seconds, Zhang Tie found that the old man’s eyes hadn’t left him, and Zhang Tie understood it all at once—except for himself in this hall. There is only the old man sitting on the throne, and the old man said this sentence while watching himself, so there is no doubt that the weak in the population is talking about himself.

"You... are you talking to me?" Zhang Tie pointed to his nose, and finally opened his mouth with some difficulty.

"Apart from you, is there a third person here?" The old man asked calmly, without seeing an angry expression on his face, "As a human race, your body has the power to enter the Infernal Hell. I can’t bear it. Such a body is like rotten wood and withered grass. Apart from being weak, I really can’t find a more appropriate word to describe it. Moreover, a person like you has actually practiced the "Wu Jian Peng Wang Jing" and practiced " Even now, even with the help of the Manshushahua Karma Tree, the chakras have not been fully condensed. They are so weak that they have survived life after death, and even dare not even dare. Tell others what exercises you have cultivated. The "Wu Jian Peng Wang Jing" encounters a descendant like you, it is really eyeless, I am ashamed for you...

To be honest, Zhang Tie never felt that he was living so unbearably, sometimes even a little bit narcissistic, but such words from the old man made Zhang Tie feel that he had lived as a dog in the past. When I got out of my body, I just wanted to find a gap in the ground to get in, completely embarrassed with shame.

and many more!

How does this old man know so many things about himself, even his most secret secret?

Zhang Tie, who had just bowed his head by the old man, raised his head and looked at the old man in surprise...

"Don't be surprised, since the moment you crossed the Infernal Hell, everything that you have experienced from your birth to now, I know..."

"Who are you?" Zhang Tie raised his head suddenly, staring straight at the old man and the whirling little tower in the hands of the old man without fear, "Did you kidnap me in..."

"I am the master here. As for my name, you are too weak to know it yet. As for kidnapping..." The old man paused slightly, as if tasting the meaning of the word "kidnapping", "You I think so!"

"Then why did you do this?" Zhang Tie looked at the old man warily, and at the same time, the whole person's fighting spirit and mental strength had entered a state where he could fight at any time. The old man's strength was unknown, but Zhang Tie vaguely felt It seems to be too much beyond himself, completely unfathomable, but in any case, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, Zhang Tie is by no means the kind of person who would never dare to take action against someone who is stronger than himself, no matter how he faced him. It's good for the Demon Emperor, or facing this unfathomable old man now, once it is determined that they are his enemies, Zhang Tie will never make any compromises.

"You don't need to know why I did this..." The old man said domineeringly, without explaining anything. Looking at Zhang Tie who was ready to fight to the death, a strange smile appeared on the old man's face, "You are here with me. There is almost nothing in my eyes, but just this bit of courage and bloodliness and that little heart of innocence are still in my eyes, and I have not completely insulted the reputation of "Wu Jian Peng Wang Jing"..."

As the old man said, he stretched out his hand, and Zhang Tie felt his whole being floated from the ground. His body, fighting spirit, and mental strength were once again completely out of his control, unable to show any strength.

The old man casually pointed his hand and let Zhang Tie know what is called an artificial knife and I am a fish. In front of such a person, the so-called desperation is almost like tofu on a chopping board trying to break a kitchen knife. It is ridiculous.

Zhang Tie struggled in vain in the void of the hall, his face flushed.

The old man ignored Zhang Tie and was struggling. The outstretched finger went into the air again. Zhang Tie suddenly saw a big hole in the void in front of him, and he was struggling. The six-armed Devil Emperor fell from the big hole in the void and floated in front of Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie didn’t know when the Six-armed Demon King was “kidnapped” and came in. At this moment, the Six-armed Demon King’s eyes widened in horror. His whole body was bound by chains and chains made up of black mist, although He was also struggling like Zhang Tie, but it was completely useless. A black iron chain strangled his mouth. Zhang Tie could even speak, but the Six-armed Demon Emperor couldn't even speak.

"What do you want to do, let me down quickly..." Zhang Tie yelled, panicking in his heart.

Originally, Zhang Tie was fine when he was alone. It was a big deal, and Zhang Tie felt that since the old man could wake him up alive, he would not easily take his own life, but as soon as the Six-armed Demon King appeared, and Just like him, he couldn't help himself, Zhang Tie was afraid that if the old man was an extreme metamorphosis, he would cause something strange and disgusting. It would be more painful than death.

"Your body is too weak. Although this worm looks ugly, his body is a hundred times stronger than you. It is a great tonic for you. You will insult again in the future. I’ll use this bug to help you replenish your body...” The old man reached out and clicked at the Six-armed Demon King again. Zhang Tie saw the Six-armed Demon who was close to him. A black flame suddenly burned on the emperor's body. In the black flame, the six-armed demon emperor screamed loudly, and then a burst of red energy flowed out of the six-armed demon emperor, like a torrent. The same, poured into Zhang Tie's body, causing the blood in Zhang Tie's body to roar...

Zhang Tie has almost forgotten this feeling.

But when the qi and blood in his body boiled with the red energy pouring into his body, Zhang Tie suddenly remembered that this kind of feeling is so familiar. I have experienced it many times before, just those in the past. The experience is not so intense, but the feeling is the same.

That red energy is exactly the power of blood in the Six-armed Demon King. This power is exactly the same as the power of blood provided by Zhang Tie when he ate the "Seven Powers of Fruit", but it was more than ten million times stronger. .

If you compare the power of blood in the Qiliguo that Zhang Tie ate before to a scoop of water, then at this moment, the power of blood pouring into Zhang Tie’s body from the six-armed Devil Emperor’s body is exactly like a big river, continuous Endless...

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ps: In order to make everyone happy, Tiger worked overtime to fight...

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