Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Outside Law Enforcement Tower, several figures stood motionless in the sunset. Their gazes were locked onto the cold and ferocious Tie Ta, as if they were waiting for something.    

"There's still two hours. If the tower gate is not opened, he will die inside the Law Enforcement Tower!" Hall Master Wang Yi said indifferently.    

Behind him were the five black-robed deacon s. Their eyes were ice-cold and did not contain the slightest bit of emotion.    

As time passed, more and more people gathered outside the Law Enforcement Tower.    

Most of these people were sect disciples. The inner and outer hall, and even the service disciple s had put down their random jobs in their hands and come here to witness this historic moment!    

Lin Shuanger stood on the leaves on the ground, her eyes that were as clear as snow, were unmoved as she stared at the pitch-black, heavy iron gate. Her eyes revealed a hint of sadness, and like the autumn wind, it would come and go.    

On the other hand, Nine-tailed Fox Mink Whitey squatted by the side and nibbled on an apple with a carefree expression. It was connected to Long Bufan like a Soul Contract, so as long as one of them did not die, the Soul Contract would always be there. However, it was unable to tell Lin Shuanger's safety and it was unable to tell her.    

"Whew ~ ~"    

Suddenly, a gust of cool autumn wind rose, and swept up all the leaves on the ground. Lin Shuanger's sleeves and skirt fluttered;    

Most of the service disciple s and Outer Palace Disciples s who had never seen Lin Shuanger before couldn't help but look at the beautiful figure. Only, their eyes avoided her, as if they were looking at her blasphemous back.    

"Ever since the establishment of the tower, there has not been a single punishment person that managed to walk out alive. He was no exception, and now that the time has come, in my opinion, he is dead for sure!" A grey-haired old man with slightly gray hair at his temples gritted his teeth as he spoke.    

That ridiculing expression did not carry the slightest trace of schadenfreude. He was the Outer Palace Deacon Elder, Yang Yuanhai. In the outer hall competition, Long Bufan had killed his nephew Yang Feng in public. Even after so long, the hatred in his heart had not lessened.    

"I don't think that's necessarily the case. Long Bufan has always been a luckless guy, it's impossible for him to die in such a small tower."    

He was the one who had brought Long Bufan into the Runic Domain as an enlightened teacher. In the days he had been in contact with Long Bufan, he was confident that this kid would one day travel even further on the road of martial arts.    

"Then why hasn't he come out yet?" Yang Yuanhai taunted: "May I ask if Elder Xu can give a reasonable explanation?"    

Seeing that the Elder Xu didn't dare speak up, Yang Yuanhai sneered, "What, you don't dare answer anymore? If you are sure that Long Bufan is able to leave the tower, then there is no harm in making a bet. I think I remember that Elder Xu has a low-grade Heaven-ranked treasure right ? "    

When Yang Yuanhai mentioned this medium-grade heaven-step treasure, Elder Xu's expression immediately turned unnatural. It could be said that a medium-grade heaven-step treasure was extremely rare in Grade Three Sect, even if it was several million primeval stone s wouldn't be able to buy it.    

This low-grade heaven-step treasure of his was bestowed to him by the sect master ten years ago for contributing to the sect in terms of terms of symbols. It was also the most valuable possession of the Elder Xu, so how could he use it to gamble, much less this kind of gamble where the chances of victory was so slim.    

He knew that the Elder Xu did not dare to gamble, so he said that to ruin the Elder Xu's prestige. Who told him that this fellow was Long Bufan's Runic Instructor, as long as he was related to that person, he would not be happy.