Walking through the basin, Zhuo Wen looked around at the square market, and found that the square market here is quite lively.

And the market transactions here also use the disaster crystal nucleus as currency.

Zhuo Wen didn't pay too much attention to the square market here, but went straight to the bottom of Tongtian Tower.

There are not many monks visiting Tongtian Tower, which is very strange for Zhuo Wen.

And Zhuowen also found that when he came to the door, many monks passing by showed surprise and strangeness, and even a trace of pity.

"Newcomer? Want to break into the Tongtian Tower?"

A monk lazily leaned against the door, spread his hands at Zhuo Wen, and said, "The price of the Tongtian Tower is originally one hundred disaster crystal cores. You are a newcomer, so you have to increase this by ten times. Hand it over!"

"You're dead. If you don't take out 10,000 disaster crystal nuclei now, you'll be dead the next moment." Just as the monk finished speaking, a voice even lazier than his came.

"Huh? What?"

The cultivator's eyes fell on the Leihuo sword floating beside Zhuo Wen, and a lazy little black dog sat on the hilt.

"Slap your mouth, it doesn't matter how big or small, you actually say what is Master Long?" Xiao Hei said shamelessly.

Zhuo Wen smiled inwardly, reached out with his right hand, and slammed the monk on the face, knocking him to the ground.

Even Zhuo Wen couldn't get out a thousand disaster crystal nuclei now, which was obviously cheating him.

Xiao Hei took the initiative to come out, obviously to vent his anger on him, so Zhuo Wen followed Xiao Hei's words without hesitation.

"Oh, you dare to hit me, you are dead, you are finished!"

The monk covered his face, and immediately sacrificed the artifact to attack Zhuowen.

"Oh, you're so big, you can't hand over ten thousand disaster crystal cores, so Master Long will teach you how to be a good man today."

Xiao Hei smiled coldly, immediately summoned the extreme fire sword, stood on the cultivator's artifact in an instant, cut it and flew upside down, and then the thunder fire sword pierced the monk's eyebrows, destroying his soul.

thump!

The monk fell to the ground and fell completely.

The people around fell silent collectively, looking at each person with a sword at the door in disbelief.

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, Chu Xin was right, this Xue Li and his subordinates were all bullies, and at the same time occupied the Tongtian Tower to blackmail the disaster crystal nucleus in other people's hands.

This kind of person Zhuo Wen was most upset. Before entering the Tongtian Tower, he seemed to have to clean up the inside of the Tongtian Tower.

bang bang bang!

When Zhuo Wen and Xiao Hei entered the bottom of Tongtian Tower, there were bursts of screams from inside, and the monks outside were all watching in fear, but no one dared to enter inside.

Xue Li is a strong man who ascended to the sky, and his spiritual consciousness has reached more than two thousand meters, which is enough to dominate on this eleventh floor.

Moreover, Xue Li is very good at being a man. Whenever he encounters powerful monks, he respectfully treats him as his grandson. As for those monks whose strength is rubbish, he usually treats them as rubbish.

As the saying goes, where there is a master, there must be a dog. Since the masters are like this, Xue Li's subordinates are naturally not much better, but many monks on the eleventh floor dare not speak out against Xue Li.

The internal movement at the bottom of the tower only lasted for half an hour, and then a long sword exuding black fire flew out with a distressed figure, and then was firmly nailed to the ground.

"Is it Xue Li?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man who was nailed to the ground with a long sword, causing an uproar.

bang bang bang!

At the same time, figures were thrown out from Tongtian Tower.

These are all Xue Li's men. Although they didn't die, their dantians were crushed by Zhuo Wen. It would cost a lot to recover.

"You... who are you?" Xue Li was shocked and angry.

Sitting on the hilt of the sword, Xiao Hei crossed his legs, squinted at Xue Li under the sword, and said complacently, "You don't even know the name of Master Long? What a bumpkin."

Xue Li narrowed his gaze, stared at Xiao Hei with fear, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Even our Dragon Master doesn't know, how ignorant! You have to listen carefully, our Dragon Master is an incomparably noble dragon clan with tremendous strength, how do you and other mortals understand?"

The Blood Immortal Sword appeared next to Xiao Hei at some point, speaking arrogantly, with that tone of voice as if I was superior and you are all mortals.

Xue Xian's tone of voice was extremely high-profile, but it bluffed many monks around, even Xue Li was stunned for a while. JrNovels.com