Chapter 1866 Kunlun Slave?

The Nuwa family has been passed down from the last era to the present, and has a rich foundation. I am afraid that there are many treasures hidden in the Good Fortune Tower.

But after hearing this, Su Hang shook his head, "No need, let's move on."

Bai Su glanced at Su Hang in surprise, this guy is not interested in Nuwa's hidden treasures at all? Are you looking down on it? How high is this vision?

Aeroflot? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere, but why can't I remember it?

Such a character, I should have an impression.

"There lives an old monster on the fifth floor, named Sky Ghost Nu, and it's much more difficult to deal with than the Chrysanthemum Ghost." Before entering the fifth floor, Bai Su reminded Su Hang.

"Heavenly ghost slave, what is the origin?" Su Hang asked.

Bai Su said, "Heavenly Ghost Nu is the real ancient god of the last era, do you know Kunlun?"

Su Hang nodded, "Of course, he is related to Kunlun?"

Bai Su nodded, "That's right, he is the mountain god of ancient Kunlun. Back then, God Emperor Yin built the Kunlun God Realm and subdued him, and called him a Kunlun slave. This existence, who later committed some crimes, was killed by the old man. Zu Niangniang subdued and suppressed in this tower of good fortune."

"Kunlun slave?" Hearing this, Su Hang frowned slightly, "Is it Yin Wushang's slave?"

"You know God Emperor Yin?" Bai Su turned to look at Su Hang.

Su Hang didn't say anything, thinking that since the ghost slave was Yin Wushang's servant that day, maybe it should be easier to talk?

It doesn't matter if you don't talk well, after all, even if Yin Wushang was face to face, he would dare to fight, let alone one of his servants?

While speaking, he had arrived at the fifth floor of the Creation Tower, which was also a vast world space. The sky was gloomy, as if it had been brushed with a brush dipped in mortar.

Under the gloomy sky, there is a high mountain in the distance. When Su Hang saw it, it was somewhat similar to the Kunlun Mountain in his memory.

This Heavenly Ghost Slave was imprisoned in this tower, and he seemed to miss his homeland in his heart, and he couldn't forget Kunlun.

"Could it be another weird thing?" Su Hang turned to ask Bai Su next to him.

Bai Su smiled wryly. Obviously, the chrysanthemum ghost on the third floor just now made people complain.

"Heavenly ghost slave's temper is not very good. He is not as friendly as the chrysanthemum ghost. However, I have some friendship with him. After seeing him in a while, you don't have to talk. I will talk to him nicely. It's good for him to make way for us." Bai Su said.

Hearing this, Su Hang nodded slightly. He is not a combative person either. One thing more is worse than one thing less. If it can pass peacefully, why bother to fight?

"Brother Kunlun, my little sister is here to visit, please show up." Bai Su directly cupped his hands towards the distant mountain and shouted loudly.

The voice rolled out, clear and pleasant, quite heroic.

Countless birds were startled and scattered in all directions.

"What are you doing here?" At this moment, a voice came from afar.

I saw a gap in the mountain in the distance, and a looming human face appeared, and it was that huge human face that spoke.

The accent is a bit unique, I can't tell it, it sounds weird anyway.

Bai Su immediately said, "Little sister wants to borrow a way to go up to the sixth floor of the Creation Tower, and I would like to ask Brother Kunlun to make it easier for me."

As soon as Bai Su's words fell, he saw a black shadow flying out from the mountain, floating towards him, and within a short while, he had already arrived in front of Su Hang and the two of them.

When Su Hang saw this person, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

I saw that this man was covered in black skin, like a charcoal flower just picked up from the fire. He was more than one foot tall, with thick lips, white teeth, and curly brown hair. He was very strong, no matter how he looked, he looked like him. Africans on Earth.

"Excuse me?"

The man looked at Bai Su, "Do you know what I want? Give it to me, and I'll let you go up."

Bai Su's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he said immediately, "Little sister doesn't understand."

The man said, "Give me the half of the Kunlun seal in your hand, don't force me to grab it, I won't feel sorry for you just because you are a woman."

Bai Su heard this, and said, "Brother Kunlun is telling a joke. The Kunlun Seal is a thing from the Kunlun God Realm, so how could it be in the hands of my younger sister? Brother Dao is probably asking the wrong person."

"Pretending to be stupid?" The man stared at Bai Su with a dark face, and said in a strange tone, "That half of the Kunlun seal was originally hidden on the fourth floor by Nuwa, and you gave it away privately." Go, think I don't know?"

Bai Su paused after hearing the words, "Who told you?"

"Besides the chrysanthemum ghost, who else can it be?" said the sky ghost slave.

Hearing this, Bai Su frowned slightly, and his lips moved slightly, as if cursing the chrysanthemum ghost.

"You know, that's right, that half of the Kunlun seal is indeed in my hands." Bai Su admitted frankly, but then said, "Brother Kunlun, if you want, Bai Su is willing to give it with both hands, but I will give it to you." There is one condition."

Hearing this, Tian Guinu's face became even darker, "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Bai Su didn't get angry after hearing this, and said directly, "Brother Kunlun, why don't you listen to what I want to say?"

Tianguinu paused, and said, "Okay, let's hear what you want to say."

The corners of Bai Su's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, "I'm not afraid to tell Daoist Kunlun the truth, my little sister is going to the ninth floor of the Good Fortune Tower, so, in exchange, I want you, Daoist Kunlun, to go with us. Help us deal with the World Demon Heart."

Hearing this, Tian Guinu's dark face changed color obviously, and his pupils shrank, "Are you going to the ninth floor?"

Bai Su nodded slightly.

"Hmph, overreaching." Tianguinu chuckled lightly, his tone full of sarcasm, "Let's not talk about you and me, even if you add the chrysanthemum ghost, it's impossible to be the opponent of Jie Moxin."

Bai Su said, "Brother Kunlun, why should you underestimate yourself, my little sister has found a helper this time, so it may not be impossible to fight."

"Helper? Just the one next to you?" Tian Guinu obviously didn't think much of Bai Su, and only glanced at Su Hang next to him, full of contempt and contempt.

Bai Su nodded, "That's right, it's him."

"Hmph, it's ridiculously childish." Tian Guinu sneered, "You and I are very aware of the horror of Jie Moxin, and it's not just a matter of just finding someone to fill up the number."

Staring at Su Hang for a moment, Tian Guinu frowned slightly, "Junior, I think you look familiar, where did you come from? Report your name."

The tone was directly commanding, condescending, and Su Hang heard it in his ears. If Bai Su hadn't reminded him just now, I'm afraid he would have given this guy a little color.

"This friend's surname is Su, his name is Hang, and his strength is far above that of Chrysanthemum Ghost." Before Su Hang could speak, Bai Su said.

Obviously, she was afraid that the words of the ghost slave would anger Su Hang.

"Su Hang, hehe..." Tianguinu smiled mockingly, but suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, the expression on his face suddenly froze, he turned his face abruptly, and looked at Su Hang, "Su , Su, Suhang?"