Chapter Twenty-Eight: Shock

In the entire square, thousands of immortals have gathered, but everyone, especially some golden-clothed immortals and purple-clothed immortals who know Jiang Han quite well, looked at the figure in the picture scroll projection that was still breaking through in amazement, and there was shock and hesitation in their eyes.

Incredible!

It's really incredible, although Jiang Han spent a hundred years before to raise the law level from the seventy-seventh layer of the Tower of Babel to the peak of the next immortal god, no one knows the process, maybe because of some special circumstances.

But this time, the immortals who had been paying attention to Jiang Han were very clear.

Jiang Han has been cultivating in the Huoyun Cave Heaven and Han Domain for more than ten years, but he has suddenly crossed the level of one hundred and forty floors from the level of about one hundred and thirty-five floors of the Babel Tower.

Moreover, they could see that judging from Jiang Han's fate of killing one hundred and forty layers with five swords, his strength was far above this level, which was simply incredible.

"His sword technique is still at the level of the third order of the immortal god, but the law contained in it is too strong, completely overpowering the fate of Lumu, thick as a mountain!"

"Tough, I like this kind of domineering. ”

"I remember the last time, he also broke through like this in the Tower of Babel, and he broke through more than a dozen floors at a time, this time his strength is even more terrifying, more ferocious, that sword technique, it's really beautiful!"

Some ordinary immortals who were just onlookers were talking excitedly, they didn't think about something deeper.

But those golden-clothed immortals and purple-clothed immortals who really knew Jiang Han's details were not excited, and their eyes showed more thoughts and shocks.

"Close to the peerless twin stars?"

"Even if it is a Luo Dao Divine General, the speed of progress back then, I'm afraid it wasn't so exaggerated!"

"For more than ten years, you have crossed the bottleneck of one hundred and forty layers?"

"Genius? Who has ever seen such a genius?"

Even though these golden-clothed and purple-clothed immortals had a wide range of knowledge, in their memories, they had never really seen anyone whose progress speed could be as fast as this, and that was a hundred and forty-layer level.

In a certain sense, after breaking through the 140th floor of the Tower of Babel, the law perception is comparable to that of the golden-clothed immortals.

Golden-clothed fairy!

Most of the black-clothed immortals in the square have cultivated for tens of millions or even tens of millions of years, while among the golden-clothed immortals, there are hundreds of millions of years of cultivation, which is a long and terrifying time.

The six purple-clothed saint realms in the Saint Realm, looking at the 84,000 worlds and hundreds of millions of people in the universe, were all considered to be the top geniuses in these tens of thousands of years, but they had at least cultivated for tens of thousands of years before they could break through the 140th floor of the Tower of Babel.

And what about Jiang Han?

Less than 500 years!

Such a terrifying rate of progress is comparable to that of the top geniuses since the beginning of the world, and comparable to the heroes of the world who have left behind great prestige in the long river of history.

Distant, such as the Yellow Emperor, one of the co-masters who created the glory of the human race, cultivated for thousands of years to become a purple-clothed god, and after hundreds of thousands of years of kingship, his strength broke through step by step, and even finally defeated another peerless powerhouse of the human race at that time, Jiuli Chiyou, ascended to the emperor realm, led the human race to sweep the galaxy and all worlds, and created an immortal legend.

Recently, the most dazzling demon emperor in the history of the demon clan in the Middle Ages was born sacred, became a high-ranking god general in three hundred years, and was crowned king in one fell swoop after 10,000 years... In terms of cultivation speed, he can be called the first person since the beginning of the world.

The most recent is the Luo Dao Divine General, the cultivation speed is also a big cut off the same generation, and after being a god, it is even more dazzling, killing endless alien races in the border region with the knife in his hand, "Rather meet the power, not see the Luo Dao" This is a proverb soaked in blood by countless alien races.

The above bits are all incredible anti-heaven existences in their respective eras, creating countless legends and myths, and are destined to be sung and remembered by countless strong people for endless years.

In terms of experience, Jiang Han, who is now in the realm of heaven and earth, naturally has not made an earth-shattering time, but in terms of cultivation speed, he is already faster than his senior brother, the Luo Dao Divine General at the same time.... The most amazing thing about Luo Dao Shenjiang is that he belongs to the achievements after breaking through to the purple-clothed immortal god.

"Still breaking!"

"God, it's going to be pierced by him. ”

"He rested for a while, he was already on his feet, and he was about to break through the one hundred and forty-first layer... I don't know where he can go today, it's really like a dream, and the speed of progress is terrifying. ”

"In the Terran Alliance's Genius Gathering Ground Saint Realm, most of the veteran purple-clothed Saint Realms that have cultivated for tens of thousands of years are more than one hundred and forty layers, even if they hide some of their strength, they are only one hundred and fifty layers in the sky. ”

"Another compass?"

Longyu Immortal Jun and Ming Buddha Divine General, these purple-clothed immortal gods, have all been impressed by Jiang Han, and they all know that Jiang Han's talent has far surpassed that of Hei Yanfeng and Wu Jiang.

The Holy Realm of the Terran Race in this era will be overshadowed by Jiang Han's light.

But more immortals, who watched with bated breath the youth in the world of the picture scroll, began to sprint towards the 141st floor of the Tower of Babel, creating their own legends.

...

The turmoil in the outside world is surging, and Jiang Han does not know about it, nor does he pay attention to it.

"The request given to me by the master is to break through the 140th floor of the Tower of Babel. Jiang Han held the war knife in his hand: "Now, I have met the requirements of the master, but even that fate Lumu has not been able to force me to a desperate situation!"

"The inheritance of the Emperor Tower, combined with the 'Divine Soul Fragment' given by Senior Brother of the Annihilation Sun Divine Emperor, the effect is really excellent. "Jiang Han's eyes are like gods, he has been in the Han Domain for several years of retreat and cultivation, and he has used the 'Divine Soul Fragment' given by the Divine Emperor of the Annihilation Sun, although it is not as good as expected, but it also has miraculous effects, making his breakthrough reach a new realm in one fell swoop.

"Just let me see what kind of gatekeeper can stop me. His heart is full of pride, and when he comes to break into this Tower of Babel, he is not prepared to hide his strength, and there is no need to hide his strength.

One step later, Jiang Han had already entered the one hundred and forty-first layer.

...

One hundred and forty-one layers, different from every layer that Jiang Han had broken through before, I saw that above the endless sea of clouds, there was an ethereal and illusory staircase passage, across the sea of clouds, leading straight to the end of the void, just like the legendary ladder leading to the ninefold blue fall.

"This layer, how did it become like this?" Jiang Han hesitated, did not dare to act easily, and he had not been reminded until now.

Airplanes~

Above the misty sea of clouds, a golden-clothed young man suddenly appeared, this gold-clothed young man was wearing battle armor, a war knife came out of his palm, his eyes looked at Jiang Han calmly, and he said: "I am the keeper of this pass. ”

"You..." Jiang Han frowned slightly, because the golden-clothed young man in front of him looked exactly the same as himself, and the weapons and battle armor were exactly the same as himself, if you want to talk about the difference, there is also a difference in the color of the clothes.

"The Tower of Babel was originally created by the Three Ancestors, and it has been changed by successive generations of Terran leaders. The golden-clothed young man said softly: "In the era of the Emperor of Heaven, he once said that 'one person is born, and the old enemy is the only one', so he set the level after the one hundred and forty floors of the Tower of Babel as himself, one level at a time, and one level at a time. ”

"The weapons and battle armor I use are exactly the same as yours, and the physical body and holy power are the same as yours, and the sword techniques and secret techniques used will be as similar as possible to yours. The golden-clothed young man smiled and said: "The difference is only that my law perception is fixed, my strength has a limit, and your strength theoretically has no limit." ”

"What you need to do is to defeat me, and if you win, you will be able to go to the next level of the ladder and break through to the one hundred and forty-second floors of the Heavenly Tower!"

"Good. Jiang Han's heart moved, and he saw countless cyan water currents appear, among which countless blood-colored air currents loomed, surrounding Jiang Han's body, powerful and powerful origin Dao law fluctuations emerged, and the laws of water, killing rules, and space laws had already fused together.

"Kill!"

The golden-clothed young man suddenly opened his eyes, the terrifying realm of water and air fusion dispersed, and the whole person had turned into a streamer, his body was extremely high, and his body shape was there, and the entire space did not fluctuate in the slightest, only to see the void line crossed, and the war knife had suddenly torn through the space and slashed towards Jiang Han's head.