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It sounded like someone was crying, but he purposely suppressed his voice. It wasn't a loud sound, but because he was so close, he could still hear it clearly.

There was someone inside the stone tower? Meng Xiaodie was shocked, could it be that the person who made that strange sound was crying? One was hoarse and the other was soft. It seemed like there were many strange things about this stone tower, and since it was a Demon Suppressing Pagoda, there must be many demons and ghosts inside. They felt wronged inside, so crying a few times wasn't too surprising.

If the ancient experts wanted to seal the Poison Demon's Monster inside, they would set up a barrier and place a seal inside. Normally, they might not be able to see it, but to those demons, it was like an iron wall and an eternal prison.

Meng Xiaodie took out her black sword and waved it towards the door of the pagoda. There was a flash of lightning and the door of the pagoda fluctuated, the enchantment was already torn open by the black sword, and Meng Xiaodie was about to step inside, when suddenly, something jumped out from inside. It was completely white, and looked like a fox, and it was bigger than a fox.

Meng Xiaodie couldn't chase after him. She put her sword away and walked into the stone tower. The inside of the tower was dark, with cobwebs hanging from the corners, and a thick layer of dust on the ground. Meng Yu Die covered her nose and looked around, this was the bottom floor of the tower, the area was about 100 square meters, it was in a hexagonal shape, facing the door hung a bronze mirror, the bronze mirror's light source was very strong, giving out a golden light. The four walls were carved into the wall and a stone sword was erected in the middle.

The sword in the Venerable One's hand was a scarlet snow sword. Those demon spirits were huge and ferocious, Meng Xiaodie had never seen such demons, the monsters he saw in the underground castle, compared to the monsters in the painting, it was really a small thing. The first depiction depicted how demons worked in the wind and waves, the second depicting the Venerable One cultivating in the mountain, while the third depicted the Venerable One and the monster killing. This scene was especially chaotic, the Venerable One used various techniques to fight with the demons, drawing the fourth and finally the last one was a big picture of the Venerable One. Meng Xiaodie thought, if this relief was a true story, then those demons must have been trapped under this tower.

She went up to the second floor, which was a bit smaller than the first floor. On the wall in front of her was a bountiful compass, and in the middle of the pagoda was a stone knife. There was only a mural on the wall. In the painting, one could vaguely see a gold-armored warrior holding a saber and battling against a double-headed python. The impact of the image was especially strong, and if the oil paint didn't fade, the visual effects would be even stronger.

Meng Xiaodie came to the third floor. Once she entered the third floor, there was a similar object hanging on the wall in front of her. Meng Xiaodie had never seen that thing before; it was a square wooden sculpture with a spiral in the middle.

There were actually no carvings or murals on this level of the wall. There were only a few very large dots on the wall. There were large and small dots, with varying depths.

When he arrived at the fourth floor, the space inside the tower was almost half the size of the ground floor. When he arrived at the fourth floor, the space inside the tower was half the size of the ground floor. The dust on the three floors below was very thick, and the walls were covered with spider webs. Only this layer was clean, as if someone was cleaning it every day. Meng Xiaodie couldn't help but think of the weird voice she was talking to. This level was nearly empty. There was nothing on the ground or on the walls except for six stone balls placed in front of the windows of the six pagodas. Each of the stone balls had a cloud pattern on its surface.

Meng Xiaodie was sure that the person with the strange voice had stayed in this tower before. Perhaps he was just one level older, watching his every move from the tower's window. Where was this person at the moment? Was she still in the pagoda? Meng Xiaodie immediately rejected this notion. Before he entered the pagoda, he had caused such a ruckus. If she was in the pagoda, she wouldn't just stand there and watch without doing anything. The fifth floor was also covered in dust, and the walls were covered in spider webs. This floor was also completely empty, and the six windows of the pagoda didn't have any stone balls, only a wooden figure, shaped like a strange bird. Meng Xiaodie had never seen such a bird before. The bird had four claws, and on the bird's back were two claws. On the bird's head was a hexagonal disk.

This was probably a totem bird invented by the sculptor. Many tribes liked to use the legendary strange beasts as their totems.

The sixth floor was basically a small room with six sides sealed off. The window of the pagoda was a round hole, which was said to be exaggerated, only about the size of two or three palms, and the light that came in was already very weak, so it was almost impossible to see what was inside, and there was nothing inside, and the dust on the floor was a few inches thick. Meng Xiaodie looked around and then rushed to the top of the pagoda, but what he did not expect was that the pagoda was completely dark, and Meng Xiaodie did not rush in.

He listened attentively as the interior was deathly silent. He felt that he had been too cautious. This was originally the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, so even if there were demons inside, they would still be suppressed.

Meng Xiaodie walked into the seventh level of the stone pagoda, her internal energy reaching to her palm. Clenching the hilt of her sword, and shining the light of the black sword in all directions, although the space on the first level was very small, there was a different world inside. In the middle of the stone pagoda was a seven hole round ball, which was white, warm and smooth, as if it were a kind of high quality white jade.

This was a very magical thing, perhaps it was the treasure of the pagoda. Meng Xiaodie did not know its use, but she vaguely felt that it was not an ordinary thing. Other than the seven-hole white jade ball, there were two other doors inside the pagoda.

One door was red, red and blinding, like blood smeared on it, and the other was black, like the night.