Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a pit

In the Dao Realm, Kunlun is the undisputed number one mountain. It is towering and majestic, with undulating peaks, like a dancing dragon hovering in the heart of the Dao Realm, stretching for tens of millions of miles.

Kunlun is not the name of a mountain, but a general term for many mountains. The legendary Demon-Suppressing Tower is located in the most mysterious Kunxu in Kunlun.

"Kunxu was the battlefield of the ancient human, demon, and god races. Countless wars broke out here. Because there were too many casualties, the haunted Kunxu was also called the Death Valley."

"Death Canyon is the gateway to hell, and the gate to hell is this demon-suppressing tower..."

Following Jade Rabbit's introduction, Jia Long and the other two arrived outside the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

The so-called Demon-Suppressing Tower at the Gate of Hell is just a tower-like building several dozen meters high and shaped like an altar. It looks inconspicuous, but at this moment, the outside of the tower is shining brightly, and dozens of immortal warriors are standing there.

"Why are there so many people here? Are you preparing for a war?"

Jia Long took a quick look and was shocked to find that the twenty-eight constellations had all arrived and were confronting another group of immortal fighters under the leadership of the Four Sages of Biyou.

"Kang Jinlong, Xinyuehu, Fang Ritu, you three are late on such an important day."

"It's mainly because it's too foggy here and our guide got lost again."

"Fang Ri Rabbit?"

"Who else could it be?"

As they were talking, Jia Long and the other two came to the side of the Four Saints of Biyou. At this time, the selected people Wei Yueyan, Mao Riji, Kui Mulang and others had already arrived.

Following the gaze of the crowd, Jia Long looked towards the opposite side. Opposite the Twenty-Eight Constellations was a group of immortal fighters wearing Taoist cloaks. Their number was equal to that of the Biyou side, but they all stood solemnly and in uniform, looking much more imposing than the Biyou side.

Needless to say, these people are Yuxu fighters.

Different from the beast-shaped fairy clothes worn by the Biyou fighters, the fairy clothes worn by these Yuxu fighters are mostly in the form of various magic weapons, including seals, ancient mirrors, and various utensils and magical weapons. They look dazzling and are very much in line with the human race's characteristic of making good use of external objects.

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As a sect, the Yuxu Fighters are more organized than the loosely-allied Biyou faction. Just by looking at where they stand and the color of their cloaks, one can get a rough idea of ​​their strength and status.

The one standing in the back wearing a black cloak should be an ordinary fighter, the one in the white cloak in the middle is an elite fighter, and the one standing in the front wearing a golden cloak must be the famous Twelve Golden Immortals.

The three old fighters leading the group, who were only wearing ordinary Taoist feather robes, were naturally the Three Pure Ones of Yuxu who were famous in the Taoist world.

The classes are clearly divided and can be seen almost at a glance.

Just as Jia Long was looking at the Yuxu fighter, Qinglong beside him spoke loudly:

"Master Taiqing, our people are all here. Can we open the Demon Suppression Tower?"

"Wulian Tianzun, please wait for a moment, Taoist Qinglong. I will open the gate of hell soon..."

As Yinyin spoke with a smile, an old Taoist priest who was the leader of the Three Pure Ones of Yuxu stepped out from the crowd. He was probably in his seventies, with a gaunt face and an easy-going demeanor, looking like a Taoist master who made people feel kind at first sight.

"You young people should not be fooled by his appearance. This old guy Taiqing has been focusing on internal fighting for decades. He is a professional at deceiving people. If you meet him in the Demon Suppression Tower, you must stay as far away from him as possible!"

Just when Qinglong couldn't help but remind Jia Long and others.

Taoist Taiqing has already walked to the ancient tower-shaped altar...

"Fellow Taoists, be careful! I am about to open the gate to hell!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 222: The Demon Star! The World Inside the Demon Suppression Tower (Part )

After hearing Taiqing's words, both Yuxu and Biyou's fighters no longer cared about the eye contact and all looked towards the ancient tower-shaped altar.

"Fighting Skills: Tai Chi Diagram!"

As Taiqing stepped onto the altar, he waved his sleeves and a huge picture of yin and yang appeared in the air. This pattern, which was condensed from the power of the microcosm, looked like a magnificent painting. As the yin and yang energies rotated, it gradually turned into a vortex that could swallow everything.

"Another-dimensional vortex?"

Seeing this scene, Jia Long couldn't help but look stunned. Although the fighting skills of this veteran were magnificent, the effect it produced was similar to his other-dimensional vortex.

"Is this the entrance to the Demon Suppression Tower?"

Jia Long looked at it with suspicion, and saw that this vortex of another dimension was slowly rotating from the outside to the inside. The core was extremely deep and dark, like a black hole, as if it could swallow everything straight into the underworld.

"It seems that although the fighting skills are similar in principle, the location of his Tai Chi diagram is not in the turbulent space-time flow, but in a special space..."

As a professional in spatial abilities, Jia Long quickly understood the mystery.

But the others were not as professional as him. They were all shocked by the methods displayed by the old Taoist. There were faint voices of flattery coming from Yuxu's side, while the fighters from Biyou's side were all horrified.

Jia Long almost laughed at the surprise look on everyone's faces. He didn't expect that a mere vortex from another dimension could be so shocking.

But it makes sense when you think about it.

After all, the Eastern and Western fighting concepts are different, and the Taoist fighter world is very closed. It is normal that they have never seen imported products like the other dimension. It is just like the ancient people in the previous life saw matches and foreign cars. Just because they have never seen them does not mean that they cannot make them.

The strange vortex shadow and the huge two-qi diagram.

Just as everyone was shocked by Taiqing's extraordinary skills, the old Taoist had already bowed his head towards the foot of the tower with a hint of pride.

"My fellow Taoists, the gates of hell have been opened. Please come up, the chosen Taoists."

"Humph!"

With an unhappy snort, the three saints, Azure Dragon, White Tiger and Vermillion Bird, led Jia Long, Chang'e and Wei Yueyan onto the altar.

"This Demon-Suppressing Tower is actually made of bones?"

After climbing onto the altar, Jia Long could see clearly that the entire tower-shaped altar was actually built of bones. There were countless skeletons piled up there, giving people a chilling and creepy feeling.

No wonder it is called the Gate of Hell!

Moreover, the vortex that Taiqing opened just now was not simple either. As he approached it, Jia Long discovered that it was very different from his own vortex in another dimension. It seemed to contain a strange magical power that made people feel dizzy at a glance.

"The vortex should be a portal to another dimension, right? This weird feeling obviously comes from the space it leads to. What kind of place is this?"

Just as Jia Long was curious, on the other side, the five immortal fighters of Yuxu also climbed onto the altar, stood beside Taiqing, and looked coldly towards Biyou.

Upon seeing this, Biyou and the others immediately glared back coldly.

As their eyes exchanged glances, Taiqing spoke again:

"My fellow Daoists from Biyou, we have to cooperate once every ten years. I believe you are also very clear about where you can go and where you cannot go. Below the third floor of the Demon Suppression Tower are all forbidden areas that humans cannot enter.

Therefore, the rules this time are the same as in previous years. The first and second floors are given to the young people, while the dangerous third floor is in charge of us five old guys...

In short, our mission is just to reinforce the upper three floors to prevent the evil spirits from escaping. I hope everyone will abandon prejudice and cooperate sincerely. At the same time, I also wish that our Yuxu and Biyou alliance will be forever solid and our friendship will last forever! "

"Well, friendship lasts forever!"

Taiqing and Qinglong held hands together. The two old men had blessings on their faces, but their palms made crackling sounds.

At the same time, as if in a ritual, the five fighters of Yuxu also stretched out their hands to Jia Long and the others, and their ten palms were tightly clasped together.

But Yuxu's five fighters are far less reserved than Taiqing.

Their faces were full of provocation.

Especially Nezha, who was facing Jia Long, sneered: "Kang Jinlong, I'll wait for you inside, don't die in the hands of the evil spirit."

Jia Long smiled faintly when he heard this: "Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will go find you. Besides, the ring on your hand is very nice."

Nezha was surprised when he heard this: "How? You can also see its extraordinaryness?"

Jia Long nodded: "Yeah, I can tell it has a thief smell!"

"?!"

After a brief verbal exchange, both sides stepped into the vortex passage respectively.

When Jia Long, Chang'e, and Wei Yueyan entered, Qinglong, who was standing guard on the side, warned them carefully: "You three will face four of them, be careful!"

During this trip to the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Biyou's side was slightly stronger than Yuxu's on the third floor. After all, Qinglong, Baihu, and Suzaku were three against two against Taiqing and Yuqing, but they were far inferior to the other side in terms of personnel on the first and second floors.

Three to four don’t say anything.

Jia Long, Chang'e, and Wei Yueyan are all young people under the age of 20, while the only people of this age on the Yuxu side are Yang Jian and Nezha. Guangcheng and Juliu are in their thirties or forties, and are powerful warriors who have been famous in the Taoist domain for a long time.

"Don't worry, senior. My target is not just the first and second floors."

"?!"

Just as Qinglong was surprised, Jia Long had already stepped into the vortex with his head held high. As Jia Long stepped in, the strange vortex also cracked open a dark rift in time and space.

"Demon Suppression Tower, here I come!"

Jia Long flashed into the darkness and disappeared.

After Jia Long's figure disappeared, the space-time rift slowly closed, and the strange vortex returned to its previous appearance, waiting for the next entrant.

……

Darkness, endless darkness.

Stillness, deathly stillness.

Jia Long originally thought that on the other side of the vortex of the other dimension was the vast world inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Just like when he entered the turbulence of time and space before, he would reach his destination in the blink of an eye.

However, he was wrong.

There was only darkness as far as the eye could see in the vortex, making him feel like he was wandering in the space and time of death.

What's more, what made him even more unbearable was that time was gradually slowing down. It seemed that time was freezing at ten or a hundred times the speed. Jia Long could clearly feel that his movements were slowing down, and even his thoughts were slowing down as well.

Is this what death feels like?

Could it be that the Demon-Suppressing Tower that imprisoned the Demon Star in the comics, this extremely mysterious Demon-Suppressing Tower that runs through the entire Pluto mythology, was actually built in the legendary underworld?

People without the eighth sense will die if they step in?

How can this be? !

But now this feeling is really like going to hell.

Although this is not the time and space turbulence that Jia Long is familiar with, with his understanding of time and space far beyond that of ordinary people, he can roughly judge what kind of time and space he is in.

In the Eastern way of speaking, the past to the present is called time, and the four directions of heaven and earth are called space.

In Western terms, time and space seem independent of each other, but in fact they are a unified whole that complements each other.

In other words, as the space you are in changes, time will also change accordingly.

Therefore, there is a saying that one day in heaven is one year on earth, and one day in earthly world is one year in hell.

In other words, the flow of time in the underworld is hundreds of times slower than that in the human world. Living there for a year is equivalent to living one day in the human world. At this moment, Jia Long is using his body to experience the pull of time and space between the two worlds.

This kind of pull of time and space is unbearable for people without the protection of the Eight Senses. It is very likely that their souls will be torn apart and they will fall into true death.

Fortunately, the death time and space in the Demon-Suppressing Tower seemed to be slightly different. Jia Long did not feel his soul being torn apart, he only felt tortured.

In short.

I don't know how long he floated. Just when Jia Long felt his body and mind becoming sluggish and his IQ seemed to be decreasing, there came a shaking of the earth and sky.

Immediately, Jia Long found that his body and mind had regained their balance, and his vision became bright again.

The world seemed to have suddenly become different.

The real Demon-Suppressing Tower has arrived!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 223: The Demon Star! The World Inside the Demon Suppression Tower (Part )

Jia Long seemed to have died once.

This feeling of being completely out of control in the time and space of death made his heart palpitate.

Fortunately, the Demon-Suppressing Tower is not the real underworld.

Otherwise, with his body and mind completely out of control, even if he had such a powerful ability as the other-dimensional space, he would have no way to use it and would not be able to return to the world alive.

"From now on, I will never go to the underworld until I awaken my eighth sense, the Alaya consciousness..."

With this realization, Jia Long looked at where he was.

"This place really does look like the underworld!"

Jia Long was standing on a small mountain, surrounded by rumbling fog and a dead atmosphere. The air was filled with a disgusting smell of decay, which was somewhat similar to the feeling of standing in a pile of corpses.

Jia Long looked up at the sky again, only to see that it was vast and dim. Not only was there no sun, but even the moon and stars did not exist. It was as if it was a world without any light source.

But he could still see everything clearly.