At the moment when the golden light roared out and shocked the world.

The picture in front of Zhang Heng's eyes is also changing rapidly, the sky is spinning, and when he reappears, he has already seen a starry sky again.

This starry sky was different from what he had seen before, several stars were twinkling, and there were wisps of strange aura flowing.

Zhang Heng's eyes showed a solemn look, because he saw that he was among the shining stars, and from time to time a phantom would pass by.

The appearance of this phantom was different, but the aura conveyed made him a little surprised.

"There seems to be something in the stars...... Zhang Heng's pupils shrank, and suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and muttered: "No, it's not that there is something in the stars...... But the stars themselves are made up of many treasures!"

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with disbelief, looking at the sky, there are bright stars, not to mention tens of thousands...... Could it be that these tens of thousands of stars are all treasures?

Then this Tower of Babel is really amazing, whoever can get this magic weapon is equivalent to getting a huge treasure trove!

"Remarkable. ”

The sound of vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the void, and after a while, the "Langya Daoist" walked out, and he walked with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Heng was not surprised, because he could feel that although the person who came looked exactly the same as the Langya Daoist, he was not a Langya Daoist.

"You're Talin!"

Zhang Heng asked.

He didn't have the slightest hint of fear, although the comer was very powerful, and maybe he could crush him to death with a casual move of his fingers, but in his heart, he was almost certain that Taling would never harm him.

First of all, Zhang Heng broke through the seven levels to the extreme and awakened Ta Ling, from this point of view, it was Ta Ling who owed him a favor...... Moreover, according to what Langya Daoist said before, if someone can awaken the tower spirit, they can become the owner of the Tower of Babel!

Secondly, the breath of Ta Ling, although it was like the abyssal sea, was very terrifying, but there was a lingering sense of decay that permeated his body.

This kind of decadent meaning is no stranger to Zhang Heng.

This is true of many of the machine spirits that have been badly damaged.

In other words, Taling is not a complete body, and the reason why it sleeps is probably also related to its injuries.

Third, there is intuition.

Compared with rational judgment, Zhang Heng actually trusts his intuition more, he has walked in the world for thousands of years, and has already developed a unique sense of smell, and few people's malice can hide it from his eyes......

Because of all these reasons, Zhang Heng treated Ta Ling with no respect, let alone awe, just indifference.

"Yes, it's me. In the eyes of Ta Ling Gujing Wubo, there was a touch of appreciation, he put his hands behind his back, and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that there are really people in the world who can break the seven levels to the extreme......"

He could naturally see at a glance that Zhang Heng was only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.

Although it has little to do with cultivation whether he breaks the pass or not, Zhang Heng's strength still shocked him.

The person who could have broken through the seven levels could already be regarded as a peerless Tianjiao, but now that he saw Zhang Heng with his own eyes, Ta Ling felt that perhaps the peerless Tianjiao was no longer enough to describe this son.

He felt a unique temperament in Zhang Heng.

That's the temperament of a strong man.

Maybe he's not strong enough, but there's no doubt that he has a truly strong heart!

"Those who can break through the seven levels, how?" The look in Zhang Heng's eyes was difficult to remain indifferent.

He broke seven levels in a row, the first six levels were fine, but the seventh level was called nine deaths, if it weren't for the help of Zihuo, if he wanted to pass this level, it was basically a fool's dream.

After paying such a huge price, he naturally wanted to be paid accordingly!

Others break the level, if they can leave their names on the B list, they can get treasures, but Zhang Heng has never gotten anything.

If you don't want it, it's a lie.

"Those who can break through the seven levels are the lord of the Tower of Babel, speaking of which, I should call you the master......" Ta Ling said leisurely, with a touch of complexity in his eyes.

"It's a pity that you and I are inseparable. ”

"Why is this?" Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

He wants benefits, but the biggest benefit is naturally the Tower of Babel itself, but looking at Taling's statement, it seems that something has changed in this matter.

"Because I already have a master. Ta Ling was silent for a moment and looked at Zhang Heng.

"Before that, I had confessed the Lord, and he had left a divine imprint on me. ”

"Although I was asleep, I knew in my heart that sooner or later, I would meet my master. ”

"Therefore, I cannot confess the Lord again. ”

After he finished speaking, a pair of eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life stared at Zhang Heng deeply.

Strangely, he saw gloom and disappointment in the young man's eyes, but whether it was gloom or disappointment, it was only for a moment.

It lasted for a short time, so short that it gave him the illusion that I hadn't seen anything just now?

"Young man, you have worked hard to break through the seven levels, even though I don't know how you broke the level, but presumably, it must be not easy...... The Tower of Babel is a top-notch magic weapon, and there are tens of thousands of treasures among them...... This should have been yours, and my words are no less than taking away what belongs to you...... Why don't you be shocked or angry, even if you are gloomy and disappointed, it only lasts for a moment?" Taling was a little puzzled and asked, "Or do you really not really care about Babel?"

"The Tower of Babel has its own small world, it can already be called a half-immortal weapon, and if it goes further, it is a real immortal weapon, how can I not care?" Zhang Heng shook his head and asked, "As for why you asked me why I wasn't angry, I wanted to ask you...... Am I angry, gloomy, disappointed, and miserable, and the Tower of Babel will be mine?"

Facing Zhang Heng's rhetorical question, Ta Ling smiled dumbly.

The evaluation of Zhang Heng in my heart has improved a lot.

As an existence of his level, he doesn't care about the master's strength, because of the strength of this thing, he will improve over time, he values the potential and heart more, Zhang Heng can break the seven levels, the potential is naturally needless to say, now it seems that his heart is also the world's first-class...... If it could, Taling would really be willing to admit the Lord, but unfortunately, there was no fate.

He shook his head, but he was a little disappointed and gloomy.

"You're right, if you know that you can't change it, why bother about it. ”

Taling took a step forward, slammed into the sky, and flicked his fingers.

And I saw that the stars in the sky became brilliant at the same time.

Their light, growing tens of millions of times, was originally a magnificent starlight, but it also became dazzling.

"Although you and I are destined, you have finally broken the seven levels to the extreme, making me recover, which is kindness...... So, I'm going to make amends to you...... Each of these stars is a treasure, and you can choose any three of them!"

Taling stretched out his palm and wiped it across the starry sky.

More than ninety percent of the stars have disappeared into the sky because of this touch.

"Those things that can't be put on the table and aren't treasures, you don't have to look at them, the rest are treasures!"

Ta Ling's eyes were scorching, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Heng.

"You, you can start choosing!"

Zhang Heng raised his head, looked at the remaining one hundred and seven stars, and muttered in his heart.

"Can you only pick three?"

He hadn't forgotten the goal of this trip, and the Xuantian Tree had entered the growth period, which was still his ultimate goal.

Therefore, the first thing is to choose the spiritual root of heaven and earth!

Zhang Heng closed his eyes, and his divine thoughts spread to the first star like tentacles.

"Get out!"

Among the stars, there was a sudden strong sense of rejection, which instantly forced Zhang Heng's divine thoughts back.

He saw a blood-haired middle-aged man, entrenched in the stars, holding a blood-colored long knife in his arms.

"Demon Knife ......"

Zhang Heng saw the origin of this knife at a glance.

"Good eyesight, this is the demon sword, in ancient times, the saber owned by the Demon Envoy of the Western Regions Ping was a top-level spiritual weapon...... This knife, dyed with the blood of demon beasts and gained its power, slashing 100,000 demons, the power has been shocking, slashing millions of demons, it has become a top spiritual weapon, if the killing continues, breaking through the magic weapon, it is also a matter of course...... It's a pity that the Ping Demon made an unexpected fall, and the demon knife became an ownerless thing, this knife is extremely fierce, and it will take a lot of effort to subdue it!"

The anticipation in Taling's eyes became more and more intense, and he really wanted to see how this demon-level young man would choose?

Zhang Heng was silent, he didn't linger too much on the demon sword, but his divine thoughts dispersed towards the other stars.

Finally, there was a star that made his eyes shine.

"I want it!"