Zong Shen still has a strong power.

Tearing the iron railings here is not a difficult task at all.

He got out.

The ground outside is also slippery.

When I raised my foot, I felt a little smooth.

The middle of the dungeon is the aisle.

Opposite is also a dungeon.

There is also only one skeleton in the cell.

It seems that a lot of time has been wasted here.

Zong Shen already knew that the thousand-layer space of the Tower of Climbing the Sky will reset the internal creatures every ten million years.

Then start to evolve again.

At least that's true for the ancient Mongolian Grassland.

However, Zong Shen was still discovering traces of human interference from the first and second thousand-layer spaces.

Especially in the second thousand-story space.

The innate terrain.

The huge lake filled with holy spiritual liquid and the holy water of the heavenly demon,

As well as various mirage armors and mirage eggs, as well as three-eyed otters, these pure prehistoric creatures that have been extinct in the outside world for many years.

The weirdest thing is the fenced courtyard hidden in the forest.

Use huge mirage as the stove.

Use the fur of the three-eyed hole-eyed otter as the roof skin.

There is also the spiritual seed of creation that is placed in the house like this.

Zong Shen could conclude that the owner of the fence courtyard must not be a native creature in the thousand-story space.

Therefore, when he comes to this dark dungeon, he will inevitably be confused.

"To the left or to the right?"

The dungeon is very dark.

Even with the lighting of a candlestick, it is difficult to see from afar.

Wherever you see, there are cells on both sides of the aisle.

Zong Shen stood in the passage, facing the left and right choices.

Each side took a look.

Then he walked towards his right hand.

Explore one side first and you will always find the end.
Chapter completed!