Otherworldly Merchant

The Ninth Life Tower is one of the three most powerful treasures of the Ninth Phantom.

I've never understood what this treasure does.

But in the tomb of Tianzhao God, two strange faces ensued, and I felt as though they were related to me, to my fate and to this life in previous life.

For the first time, the Nine Holy Towers opened their doors for me in front of the secret chambers of the best seniors.

Before the Three Fantasy Arrays, that white bone in the tower, what was it telling me?

I have a feeling that this is going to be an important part of me that really opens up destiny.

Now, the soul of the first year was firmly controlled by Ito Changping, who once again formed a blood soul poison spell with me.

The three of us are united, killing each other and dying.

Little White Dragon and Caiyun girl are already too unfamiliar with Yin and Yang art. Naturally, there is nothing I can do, and I really can't think of any way to break it.

But I couldn't bear to see the first one become the puppet of the old Ito thief. At this time, the hundreds of millions of hearts in my chest beat at the same time.

In the middle of nowhere, there's a hunch that the Ninth Life Tower is calling me!

Although I don't know exactly what treasure this tower is and what it does, it's the only way to do it.

Little white dragon stared at me, and Miss Caiyun opened her lips without saying anything.

I held the pagoda in my hand and slowly closed my eyes.

The nine-coloured pagoda glittered, and the white bone composition staircase opened the way for me.

I stepped on the steps and pushed the door open with one hand.

The mist, which had already filled the lobby, had long dissipated, and most of the eight high platforms in the lobby were empty, leaving only three white bones.

The golden deer, standing on the tail platform, lost its brilliant shine, wet eyes and endless sorrow.

It keeps moving its lips like it's about to say something to me.

I approached a few steps and still couldn't hear.

But then I found out what it was constantly showing with its eyes.

In his eyes, he saw a strange symbol on one of his shiny calves.

I recognized it at first sight. It was the first time!

In the Valley of the Devil, the trigger triggered the explosion, and the first time it covered me escaped into White Bone Mountain, his arm was also severely wounded, revealing white bones.

Later, when the predecessor of the gray pigeon reminded me, I dripped my own blood again with Tian Ling Liquid to reborn him.

Since then, this strange symbol has been born on his arm.

But how did this golden deer come with a first grade symbol?

How come there's a first year in the Ninth Tower?

Bang! While I was having a hard time thinking, the scene in front of me burst.

Jiusheng Tower, white bones are all gone, little white dragon and Caiyun girl stare at me extremely nervously.

“Jiulin, the first year...” Little White Dragon's eyes wept and swallowed for a moment, still unable to speak.

“What's the problem?” Changping Ito, lying on the ground, smiled coldly: “Will you let me die with you two, or can you keep a Zhang Jiulin? Are they both dead or can they live? How simple is that? Anything else to hesitate about? ”

When he finishes his first move, he raises his hand to move the ice knife on his neck.

“Don't move!” I yelled, “Hold his left hand! ”

Lady Caiyun shocked and then held her first arm firmly on the ground without hesitation.

“What are you doing? Together, isn't it?” Changping Ito panicked!

I totally ignored him, pulled out my knife and walked over, stroking his arm.

Little White Dragon and Miss Caiyun both hurt their teeth.

Eight famous parties have eaten concentric dan, one person is injured, others can feel it, like themselves.

I broke the arm of the first year, and both of them felt pain, which means that the first thoughts and souls are still on this arm!

They looked at each other and said, “First year? ”

“Yes!” I nodded. “The old man's soul control technique was amazing, and there was nothing I could do about it at first. But the spirit of the first year did not completely dissipate, but hid in this arm. ”

“Though I can't tell you why right now, but the first one is still alive and his soul is still there! ”

“So... so what?” Ito's tone is obviously not as arrogant as it was just now, and he's suddenly a little afraid.

“Then I have a way!” I glanced at him so hard, “You killed so many people using soul control, now let you taste it.” Speaking, I pulled out a charm, surrounded by blood, and drew a dodgy, weird-shaped symbol.

“Nine Phagocytes? You, you hairy boy, how could something so deep.” Changping Ito suddenly shouted.

If it hadn't been for Little White Dragon and Miss Caiyun holding him tight, I'm afraid this guy would have jumped!

I ignored him completely and continued to paint.

The blood on the first arm turned red and black, and then turned blue, and a trace of light burst into flames like lightning.

“Ah!” Changping Ito shouted in pain and almost broke his throat.

Miss Caiyun feared that he would make it worse. At the end of the day, she bit off the tongue of the first year and directly clicked it to remove the first chin.

As that dogma spread, Changping Ito's painful whole body trembled, sweating DC, and his movements slowly dwindled.

Ultimately, the golden symbol was like a spider web, and the dense, numb cover was all over his body, and he stood still.

It's covered in black mud and stinks like shit, it's forced out of every pore!

Xiao Bailong's eyes saw that he was not moving. He reached over and caressed his pulse carefully. “This... Jiulin, is he alive? ”

I wiped my head full of sweat, some tired paralyzed and nodded slightly: "Yes, Changping Ito is dead! Really dead, gone forever! Now the first year, he's himself. ”

Little White Dragon and Miss Caiyun listened and grew a sigh of relief!

The first time he woke up, he turned his head slightly and looked at us. He had an extremely tired smile on his face, but that smile seemed a little unnatural.

“Hatsukichi, are you okay?” Little White Dragon jumped over and shook: “You're talking. ”

The first year still didn't speak, just a strange smile.

“You're talking, aren't you losing your soul and getting stupid? You used to hate to laugh.” Little White Dragon patted his first face and said very seriously.

Miss Caiyun walked over and closed her first chin bone again.

At first sigh, he turned to Xiaobailong and frowned: “I really want to thank you for not killing me! Otherwise, Kowloon and I would be dead. ”