"You-" The demon clan raised his big fan-like hand and was about to shoot it down.

Just then, a loud voice rang out.

"Rubbing what? Throw that alchemist into the potion furnace! After a long time, Lord Demon God will take you one by one to refine medicine! ”

The demon clan shuddered, and hurriedly dragged Long Qianyue to stand up.

"Phew! Little bastard, you have to go into the medicine furnace anyway, and the tattered sachet will let you take it into the coffin! ”

As he spoke, he shoved him forward heavily.

Long Qianyue carefully put the sachet into his arms, one foot deep, one foot shallow, and staggered forward.

The sky was overcast and gloomy with heavy rain, and the sky was gray and blue, as if it had been brushed up by a heavy layer of ink.

The downpour poured down from that gloom.

It is said that the current emperor Chongxi is in charge of all things in the world, and the wind and rain in the world depend on his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

And the demon world is rainy all year round, and this place has never been favored by Chongxi.

Long Qianyue's feet were trampled in the mud, and there was no clean place on his body.

He looked up and saw a huge black hexagonal tower standing on the ground in the rain curtain in front of him, majestic and majestic.

On the six corners of each floor of the tower, there is a huge wind chime, and under the heavy rain, a large amount of water splashes flow from the roof of the black tower, impacting the wind chime.

Dangdangdang –

Although the rain is already loud, the sound of wind chimes is still faintly heard.

Long Qianyue looked at the huge black tower, it was obvious that it was still so far away, but he already felt a huge sense of oppression, weighing heavily on his heart.

The fear of the oppression was even worse, almost making it impossible for his feet to move a step forward.

What is that?

In the black tower, it was as if a pair of eyes were firmly staring at him.

"Let's go!" The demon clan gave him another heavy push, and he staggered and continued to walk.

The perception from a distance is not intuitive, but when you get closer, you know that the scale of this black tower is very large, and the bottom floor is as huge as a manor.

And up, the first floor is smaller than the first, there are nine floors in total, and the top floor is probably just an ordinary attic laughing.

And the feeling of being stared at comes from the top layer.

Is the alchemist's medicine furnace inside this black tower?

The rain washed down his head and ran down his cheeks.

He was pushed into the black tower.

There was no downpour, but after coming in, I realized that it was so cold inside this black tower!

The temperature in the black tower was even lower than outside, like a cold winter wax moon, he was damp, and he shivered when he came in.

Looking around, I only felt that there was a dim light all around, and only a few lights were lit on the walls.

The light and shadow illuminated a few blurred shadows in the Black Tower.

This is the lowest floor, an empty space, with no superfluous ornaments, just countless intricate incantations painted on the walls on all four sides.

As a spell master, Long Qianyue could see at a glance that those spells were spells for siege and suppression.

In the middle of the first floor, there is a gourd-shaped medicine furnace with a strange crimson color, and a more complex spell is drawn with a black charm.

The profundity and complexity of the spell were so profound and complex that even he couldn't understand it.