"Prince of the House of Tirazon, Phoenix of Fire. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSituated on the Strait of Gibraltar. Kill all non-European and American monks who try to get their hands on the Tower of Babel. Lawrence's voice rang out in the room: "Please rest assured and maintain the most sincere respect. ”

The speed of the spaceship slowed down significantly, and it slowly flew past the old man who was tasting wine in the void. When they walked through, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. That invisible but substantial majesty made people's hearts almost stagnate just now.

This is the power of the Prince.

Even if you sit here and don't say a word, no one dares to be presumptuous.

The float continued on its way, and half an hour later, with a slight pause. Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Ziqi, and nodded vigorously. They then disappeared into the room together.

Three seconds later, they had appeared outside the floating ship, and all the Grand Dukes, and their team, were all stopped two thousand meters away.

Just as he got off the floating boat, his spiritual consciousness looked back at a place as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Savideon VI!

The leader of the Covinas family turned out to be Savidian VI!

He came back alive from Jerusalem!

The other party didn't speak, but there was an additional humiliating scar on his old face, which was slashed from the corner of his left forehead to his right cheek, making his face look extremely terrifying. And at this moment, he just looked at Xu Yangyi deeply, licked his scarlet tongue, and wiped it on his neck with his hand.

"Cherish the time you have left, kid......" His cold voice rudely broke into Xu Yangyi's spiritual sense: "Now, you don't even have the chance to kneel down and beg for mercy and be the watchdog of the Grand Duke......"

Xu Yangyi sneered and turned his gaze to the front. Except for Savidian VI, no one was in the mood for him at the moment. Lawrence nodded at him, and before he could speak, a hoarse voice came from ahead: "Interesting. ”

"For nearly two thousand years, the Tower of Babel is worthy of this kind of power...... Interesting, very interesting. Skoris was the first to fall to the ground and raised his eyebrows: "Guys, why don't you come down and take a look?"

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Ziqi asked suspiciously.

Xu Yangyi didn't answer, but squinted at the ground.

The wind blew quietly, and suddenly, the corner of his eye jumped. A stone bounced up, but it shattered quietly in mid-air.

All around, it was still quiet, but something invisible, shattered the fragment out of sight.

"Don't go down. Xu Yangyi grabbed the railing, turned over and jumped down: "There is something strange down here." ”

"Boom!" he fell to the ground like a meteor. The moment his feet stepped on the ground, countless voices rang in his ears. Immediately after that, everything in front of me began to blur.

In an instant, light years changed, Huang Zhong Dalu resounded in his ears, and Jin Ge Iron Horse was close at hand.

"I, Jiang Shang, Taigongwang, swear here, the first catastrophe after the canonization of gods, I swear to be peaceful!"

"I, Zhang Daoling of Qingcheng Mountain, hereby swear that I will not repel the enemy and never ascend!"

"I, Hercules, the first warrior of Greece, swear by my life. The dignity of this world will be defended. ”

"I swear in the name of the Holy Father that the first Pope, St. Lorence, will purify them with the light. ”

"I, Abel Covenas. "My name is Cain Tagul. "St. Peter. "St. Andrew. "I ...... Twenty-five holy Nuhai. "Ibrahim, the father of all saints. "The Prophet Moses. "Qufu Confucius's family is here. "Xun Sheng. "Meng Sheng. "Amaterasu. "Monthly reading. ”

He seemed to see one figure after another, all half-kneeling on the ground, and every one of their backs, even through the fog of history, felt breathless. The kind of power that stands up to the sky and the earth shows the glory of the earth's past.

His eyes were misty, and he still saw ...... Behind these famous saints in history is a group of figures who look at him who are also unforgettable. If it was usual, his heart would beat wildly at the first glance, but now, behind those extremely terrifying figures at the front, the figures of about thousands of people behind him are no longer so terrifying.

Further back, there are several large phalanx armies of black pressing!

He saw the Taoist priest, all in a green shirt and a long sword, with a Taoist bun on his head. There were also monks, and the paladins of the Vatican, and the Inquisition of Jerusalem, the heavy cavalry of the Roman Empire...... Countless monks have formed a colorful trend, and they may not be of high rank, but the generosity of the other party can be felt thousands of years later.

Thousands of miles, majestic.

His eyes were slightly red.

That is, these people, one after another, used their lives to repel the attack of the True Martial Realm, the battle between the two realms, the earth won a miserable victory, and in the end only the land was left in disarray.

If, three hundred years later, the true martial arts will come again, but there will still be anyone who can resist them?

Three hundred years later, is there still such a courageous monk?

Can it be done, he asked himself?

The answer in my heart is to be able to do without hesitation.

The picture is gradually fading, this is an obsession that spans nearly two thousand years, perhaps, this is something that the predecessors deliberately left for future generations to see. Tell them that there is such an enemy hidden in the plane, and they have been watching here. There is such a group of people who shed their blood thousands of years ago and fought for the splendid rivers and mountains of the earth.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. He muttered.

One voice after another, even if he had been prepared, all hit his blood backwards.

Perhaps, not against the current, but with boiling blood.

With red eyes and gritted teeth, he immediately took out Xuan Yidan and swallowed it. A cold aura rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and only then did I feel better.

And around...... Every Grand Duke had a solemn expression, and the aura of his whole body exploded, suppressing the monks under him.

This is the Tower of Babel.

Even after thousands of years, it is still a solemn shrine.

Everyone fell to the ground, and everyone except Skoris stood in place like a lightning strike, and even a look of visceral reverence appeared on everyone's faces.

Skoris sneered and turned his head.

A bunch of waste ......

What is left of the dead is just a corpse? ashes? For a tomb, which is his paradise, needs to be revered by the living?

It is better to worship these dusts of 2,000 years ago than to worship yourself, the king of the dead.

"Go down. Skoris said coldly to the six people behind him.

"Yes......" Despite the countless reluctance in his heart, his six disciples fell to the sand.

"Walk over there. Skoris did not show a trace of emotion: "Whoever dares to retreat, this Grand Duke will kill whoever he wants." ”

The wind of "brushing ......" brought up a piece of yellow sand, and the six people trembled in unison, but they still gritted their teeth and walked over.

500 meters...... 1,000 ...... Just as they entered the 1,000 and 1 meters, the six people, unexpectedly, flew up in unison, their bright red blood stained the yellow sand, and sprayed up a meter high!

"Papapa......" The heads fell evenly behind them, all aimed at their positions, and still retained the expressions before death. As if demonstrating, as if deterring.

There was a dead silence.

All the Grand Dukes, including Xu Yangyi, instantly recovered from the shock and took a step back in unison.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Ziqi also came down, didn't dare to land in mid-air, and said in shock: "What happened just now?

Xu Yangyi's eyes were solemn: "Murderous." ”

"Huh?"

"Around this tower, there is an infinite murderous aura. It was as strong as a blade. The terrifying Grand Duke just stepped on a mine with his own disciple's body. These murderous auras almost formed an enchantment, with a range of one thousand meters. ”

Step by step, Skris walked up slowly.

Six disciples died tragically in front of his eyes, and he didn't seem to feel anything. Just walked over, and took off the robe on his body.

"Decree of Death. He slammed his palm down. A pale rune spread wildly from his palm, spinning wildly, spreading thousands of meters in an instant. There was a sound of "Kakaka", and under the desert, countless white bones stood up, surrounding nearly a thousand meters, just behind the six monks who had just been sacrificed by blood.

"Like to kill?" Skoris smiled on his dead-like face, "This Grand Duke let you kill enough!!"

"Senro Hell!!"

"Kakaka!" Countless skeletons, two clouds of dark fire in their eyes, thousands, all connected to the hands of the demon-like Skoris, who was like the owner of a marionette, and the tide of skeletons made a clattering sound, and rushed madly towards the Tower of Babel!

"Brush Lala!!" This time, not only Xu Yangyi and the Grand Duke, but Zhao Ziqi saw it, and as countless skeletons rushed to a range of one thousand meters, a white light swept through everything!

Followed by...... All of them turned into powder and shattered to the ground!

"It's!" Lawrence's eyes flashed, and his heart almost stopped.

At that moment, a vague figure, wearing an ancient Chinese robe, with his back on his back, pulled out the long sword he was carrying at a speed that was simply incomprehensible, and raised his hand.

Followed by...... It's that exaggerated aperture, a sword that spans two thousand years, and after two thousand years, the person is gone, and the residual sword intent breaks Scoris's magic in seconds!

“x…… You...... Do you know who he is?" said Lawrence. He couldn't imagine what sword intent could pass through a thousand years, making the Grand Duke unable to resist.

Xu Yangyi shook his head. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been just as incredulous.

"Very good......" A crazy red welled up on Skoris's pale face, "the first one...... I'll see how many more you have!"

"Dead souls, dare to show off their might in front of the monarch of death? I don't care who you are, if you die, you will die, and it is your duty to dedicate yourself to the living!"

"Boom, boom!!" Behind him, a huge wave of yellow sand surged up, one after another skeleton war horses, headless horsemen, skeleton shield soldiers, this time, a whole legion appeared!

"Up. ”

With a wave of his hand, the undead screamed and pounced. A sea of bones formed.

With the continuous sparkling of spiritual light, everyone can see the complete Tower of Babel. It was filled with countless blades. Some are strangely shaped, and there are even swords, guns, swords, and halberds. Many of the blades still have dry bones hanging from them. Cracks and dark blood stains have not dispersed for thousands of years.