Then they saw that Zou Zhengling, a little girl in the early stage of foundation building, was the slowest person to climb the tower at the beginning, and now she actually broke through the thirtieth floor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In addition, Ling Xuan, who had already ascended to the thirty-sixth floor, was an open existence, but he took it for granted.

On a big tree far away from this Babel Tower, Ji Yao sat uninhibitedly, with a peerless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, this southern realm is really interesting, there is actually a place of experience left over from ancient times!" Ling Xuan, which floor can you go to?"

Zou Zhengling stayed in this space for a long time, and did not find a way to break through this confinement, but she did not find it without it. She found that the spiritual power and air in this space were getting less and less, and if she continued like this, she would suffocate to death, fall! This discovery is better than not discovering it, and now it makes her even more nervous.

The aura was not enough, Zou Zhengling tried to take out two spirit stones from the space to resist it, and then she found that she had also lost contact with the space, and this was the first time this situation had happened. Zou Zhengling tried to enter the space, but failed. She squatted on the ground in a daze, and took out a few medium-grade spirit stones from the storage bag that filled the façade. Is it true that the power of space must be relied upon to imprison this space?

Zou Zhengling thought that since it was a test, it wouldn't make people completely unable to crack it, maybe there was some hint, but she didn't think of it for a while! Zou Zhengling pondered for a while, and suddenly she slapped her head, she was really stupid, how could she forget those mysterious runes she saw before entering the thirtieth floor, and I don't know what connection there might be between the two!

Before entering the thirtieth layer, she actually had a total of twenty-eight runes, which could not be said to be able to capture their shapes at all before she comprehended them, but after she comprehended, the embodiment of these runes was deeply engraved in her memory.

Zou Zhengling maintained a squatting posture, transported the spiritual power between his fingers, and used the spiritual power to draw these runes on the ground. The more she portrayed, the more she felt that these runes were useful, but she always felt that something was missing!

Zou Zhengling was engrossed in drawing over and over again, and finally, Zou Zhengling noticed that the few runes in her mind also moved. At this time, the three runes turned into a thin silver line again, and Zou Zhengling no longer let them move this time, but tried to manipulate them! She led this silver-gray line out of Zhihai, trying to control this thin line to draw the appearance of these runes!

But this thin line writhed indiscriminately without obeying the call. Zou Zhengling mobilized all the power of the divine soul to suppress this golden thread. Dogs, who live in my sea of consciousness and still don't listen to me! Under Zou Zhengling's violent suppression, this golden thread is finally obedient and obedient.

The process was difficult, not only did the golden thread have to be turned into a single word, but it had to be made thinner first, and then used to condense twenty-eight runes. Sweating profusely, the rune finally condensed. In an instant, these runes shone with silver light, and Zou Zhengling's eyes jumped, and she clearly saw the enchantment of this space confinement. Zou Zhengling raised his hand and waved, and these runes scattered into silver sand, slowly infiltrating this enchantment.

The technique of spatial imprisonment has finally been broken. Zou Zhengling's eyes are no longer a valley with birds singing and flowers, but a foggy and empty space. This time, a book and a staircase appeared in front of Zou Zhengling's eyes again, Zou Zhengling opened the book, and the symbols on the book spontaneously passed into Zou Zhengling's mind.

Zou Zhengling looked at this book with his divine thoughts, and it turned out to be the legendary technique of space imprisonment! It's just that this is only the first part, but even if it's just the first part, this is also very remarkable. When you control a space, then the things in this space have the right to kill and kill, unless the opponent's strength is much stronger and can break through your spatial confinement, otherwise, it is very easy to fight beyond the ranks.

It's just that the more powerful the spell, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and you need to comprehend the power of space, and Zou Zhengling's understanding of the power of space is still just a scratch of the surface!

At the same time, there was also the silver-gray line that returned to her sea of consciousness, but at this time, this silver-gray line did not change back to the appearance of runes, and just hovered quietly in the depths of her sea of consciousness. Could it be that it was torn off because it was torn off with too much force just now? Zou Zhengling didn't notice anything wrong, so he simply ignored it!

Thirty-five, forty, and fiftieth floors, the higher the floor, the fewer names are still on the stele. After ascending to the sixtieth floor, there were only five people, and these five people were Ling Xuan, Le Wuyi, Leng Sen, Zou Zhengling, and Gong Bowen. Those who can climb to the 50th floor are all geniuses among geniuses. And people who can climb to the 60th floor have always been very rare, and there are even a few times when there is none. Compared to the previous records, this class of monks is already excellent! What's more, the highest record known now is only sixty-five layers!

The representatives and elders of the various sects below are all very excited, this year, can anyone break the record?

It's just that geniuses like Lu Xiyue who have been eliminated and have a well-known reputation, I don't know what to think in their hearts! Qin Moli looked at the stone tablet with an unfathomable expression, feeling that his face hurt so much, he always thought that among his peers, except for Ling Xuan's talent, the talent of the rest of the people was not as good as him, but Leng Sen and Le Wuyi both climbed to a higher level!

Among these five names, Zou Zhengling is a super dark horse, and she has already become famous in the battle of the hundred before! But who is this Gong Bowen? I haven't heard of it at all!

Everyone found this dark horse, and they were also anxious to check the information of this palace Bowen, but they didn't expect it to be a third-rate monk of a small sect, and he was only in the middle of the top 100 list, but he actually counterattacked in this battle for climbing the tower. However, this Tower of Babel is not only a test of strength, but also a reflection of a monk's potential. Although most of the outstanding talents in the southern realm are covered by the three major sects, there are occasionally a very small number of them from the small sects.

This year's competition has killed two dark horses at once, which is really surprising!

Sixty-one layers, Gong Bowen eliminated, sixty-three layers of music is no different from elimination. It's sixty-four floors, Ling Xuan, Leng Sen, Zou Zhengling, they have all reached the sixty-fourth floor, are they about to break the record? Everyone is nervous!

Sixty-four floors, Leng Sen eliminated!

Zou Zhengling and Ling Xuan actually stepped over the sixty-fifth floor!

Sixty-six, sixty-seven...... Seventy. Neither of them seems to have any intention of stopping!

Everyone held their breath to see how far these two people could go! The leaders and elders of the various sects all sighed in their hearts, what kind of feng shui is this Xuantian sect, and there are such two demons! Niegai has no prejudice against Zou Zhengling at all in his heart at this time, and he receives the envious and jealous eyes of the monks of other sects, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Three months later, the two are still climbing.

Eighty floors, Zou Zhengling can't bear the pressure of this Babel Tower at this time, (to be continued.) )