Amazing Secret Agent Crossover: Defying Heaven and Mad Concubine

Time flies, March has passed.

Everything in front of the Shura Blood Tower is as usual, the only difference is that the green light on the 18th floor of the Shura Blood Tower actually lights up to the last floor—No.[-] floor!

It has been three months, and Jun Wuxie and Su Zisha have almost moved to this courtyard built three months ago.

The two of them watched the floor of the Shura Blood Tower constantly changing every day, and felt unspeakable worries in their hearts.

Now, the last layer. [

For them, it is a good phenomenon, but it is also a bad phenomenon.

The good news is that Luo Qingyue has finally reached the highest level of the Asura Blood Tower step by step.

The bad thing is that the danger of the last layer is self-evident.

Walking up does not mean you can come out.

You might even die inside, never to be reborn!

The clear wind was blowing leisurely, lifting the black hair on Jun Wuxie's shoulders, and staring intently at the Shura Blood Pagoda with deep eyes. It has been three months, and this way of life seems to have become a habit.

Except for eating and going to bed every day, the rest of the time seems to be looking at the Asura Blood Pagoda.

All the green lights are on, except the No.18 floor.

Back then, he broke into the Blood Tower alone and fought on the eighteenth floor for ten days.

The dangers in it follow suit.

It is undeniable that the No.18 floor is definitely a place of hell!

Inside the Asura Blood Pagoda.Luo Qingyue was dressed in white and lightly wrapped, standing proudly in the middle of the eighteenth floor.

It has been more than ten days since I came here.

Looking at the sunrise and sunset outside, Luo Qingyue could also estimate the approximate time.

It has been three months, she walked up to the top of the pagoda step by step, passed through seventeen gates of life and death, and now standing here, knowing the danger in her heart, but very indifferent.

The eighteenth floor is worthy of being the top floor of the Asura Blood Pagoda. It is not like the previous seventeenth floor, where there is a guard.

At first glance, it looks like a modern machine room.

The not-so-small space is full of rolling rolling mills and iron wheels.

In this era of cold weapons, these iron wheels cast by iron chains are obviously far behind. [

Looking around, Luo Qingyue saw that not only were these machines placed on the ground on the eighteenth floor, but there were also countless iron chains on the walls on all sides.

The iron chain was as thick as the legs of an adult elephant, exuding a cold aura.

The iron chains on the wall were hanging in all directions, but in the middle of the east wall, there was a head that looked like a little fox.

Even so, the fox's head was obviously made of black iron.

The cold and quiet is embedded on the wall, like a decoration.

Strangely, the fox's head is carved lifelike, but a pair of eyes are closed.

The perfect wall carving is engraved in the most conspicuous position in the east.

The eighteenth floor is already gloomy, but seeing such a wall sculpture gives people a feeling of suffocation.

The sound of 'creak creak' sounded in the silent space, which was the sound from the placed iron moving machine.

Hoarse and hoarse, it sounds extremely harsh.

Axue poked her head out of Luo Qingyue's arms, looked at the novel world, and wondered: "Yueyue, so the eighteenth floor looks like this. It's so noisy. These iron things are spinning every day. Don't they bother you?"

In Ashe's subconscious mind, it agrees that no matter what kind of creature in the world, it has life or consciousness.

This way of thinking has a great relationship with its life experience.