"Very well, let me see what the hell you have secrets. ”

Sikong was overjoyed, and then he separated a wisp of thought and entered his own incarnation.

And Yun Zhongtian on the side also began to plunder the Great Dao Spirit in Wang Hao's body, because he had already won.

Wang Hao fused thirty kinds of Great Dao Spirits in the eighth layer of the Babel Tower, half of which was fifteen, even if some of them were overlapping and of little use, but for Yun Zhongtian, being able to plunder the remaining half was already a great creation.

"I've now fused thirty-eight Great Dao Spirits, and now I can have at least seven or eight more, so that my ranking will be in the top thirty. ”

The sky in the clouds was ecstatic, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Wang Hao, who was imprisoned by Sikong, suddenly disappeared, and then a huge black hole appeared in place, and a terrifying suction force immediately filled the heavens and the earth, devouring all energy.

"Not good!"

Sikong sensed that something was wrong, but at this time it was too late, Wang Hao reappeared, and all the energy poured directly into his body, no matter how hard Sikong tried his best, he couldn't break free.

The same was true of the situation that Yun Zhongtian was encountering now, he could feel that his Great Dao Spirit was being stripped away, and there was no way to stop it.

"Why, how can this be!"

Yun Zhongtian panicked, he looked at Sikong helplessly, but found that the latter was also too busy to take care of himself.

"It's already able to activate the arsenal of the gods. ”

Outside the Tower of Babel, the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall and the Empty Cicada God King appeared at the same time, and at the moment when Wang Hao just urged the arsenal of the gods, they felt a sense in their hearts, so they came.

"After the disappearance of the Divine Lord, this is still the first creature that can activate the arsenal of the gods. ”

The eyes of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall flickered, not long ago, she received a summons from the Lord of the Tiancang Palace.

"From ancient times to the present, how many people can urge the gods to move? You deal with it yourself, no need to ask, the position of the nine great temples is the same. ”

This is the original words of the Lord of the Heavenly Cang Palace, although it is not explicitly stated, but the meaning in the words is already obvious.

"Hall Master, are we going to stop this battle?"

The Empty Cicada God King asked, if this continues, I am afraid that all the Great Dao Spirits in the Cloud Heaven will be devoured cleanly, and the same is true for Sikong's clone.

"Just save the clouds in the sky. ”

The Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall is very calm, since Sikong wants to break the rules, he must bear the corresponding consequences.

Of course, this is also because Sikong is just a clone, if he is the main body, the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall will still save him, otherwise it will hurt the foundation and affect future achievements.

What's more, the creatures that can enter the eighth layer of the Tower of Babel are very extraordinary, and losing any of them is an unbearable loss for the Taishang Heavenly God Dynasty.

Don't look at Yun Zhongtian in the eighth layer, he is only ranked forty-eight, but he is still a rare Tianjiao in the world, and he has a great hope of becoming a god king.

"Yes. ”

The Empty Cicada God King nodded, and then his will began to manifest, and he grabbed Yun Zhongtian with one hand.

But in fact, he was already a step too late, Yun Zhongtian suffered heavy losses, and all the Great Dao Spirits that he fused after entering the eighth layer of the Babel Tower had been plundered by Wang Hao, and none of them remained.

"Damn, I can't recall my doppelganger anymore, and even that wisp of will has lost contact. ”

Sikong's face was pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme, but at this time he also knew that his general trend was gone, so he stopped watching the battle, turned around and left.

"What kind of treasure is this? It is absolutely impossible for ordinary treasures to forcibly deprive the Great Dao Spirit of it. ”

Sikong was thinking about it all the way, but unfortunately, no matter how he calculated, he couldn't think of the arsenal of the gods.

After the tea time, the black hole disappeared, and Wang Hao's true body appeared.

"I, I can actually urge the arsenal of the gods?!"

Wang Hao was pleasantly surprised, he originally thought that he would definitely be defeated, but who knew that there was no way to recover from the mountains and rivers, and it took no effort at all, at the critical moment, the arsenal of the gods who had not moved actually took the initiative to revive and devoured a large number of Great Dao Spirits.

"Excluding those I already have, this time I directly have forty new Dao Spirits!"

"As long as I spend another period of time cultivating, my Great Dao Spirit will be raised to one hundred and ninety-nine kinds!"

This is Wang Hao's biggest gain, one battle is better than thousands of years of penance.

"Retreat first, then study the arsenal of the gods. ”

After Wang Hao left the battle space, he rushed back to the cave mansion and retreated again.

Five hundred years later, his Great Dao Spirits had climbed to one hundred and ninety-nine, but unfortunately there had been no progress in the exploration of the Arsenal of the Gods.

"It's strange, last time I had already taken the initiative to recover, could there be something wrong?"

Wang Hao was puzzled, but he didn't give up and decided to study it for a while.

Soon two hundred years had passed, and he still had nothing to gain.

"Maybe I'm too weak to get in touch with the Gods Arsenal yet. ”

In the end, Wang Hao still chose to give up, and now the first thing he had to do was to fuse the immortal spirit, and he could only postpone the exploration of the Divine Arsenal for the time being.

He launched a covenant battle, and although his strength improved greatly, he did not aim too high, but chose a Tianjiao who was ranked in the twenties.

The result was naturally that he won easily, and fifty years later, Wang Hao launched several covenant battles one after another, winning one by one, without exception.

"Damn, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, even if I attack with all my strength, I can't survive a hundred moves, and most importantly, he already knows that the power in Yun Zhongtian's body is what I left behind. ”

Sikong's face was pale, just three days ago, Wang Hao's battle book arrived, although he hesitated, he still did not refuse.

It's a pity that he slapped him hard, and the battle between the two ended quickly, and everyone watching the battle knew that it should be within a hundred moves, only Sikong himself knew that he had been attacking, and Wang Hao just ended the battle with a last palm.

"This man's secret must be unimaginable, and I will tell my father about it, and I will receive his creation no matter what. ”

Sikong's eyes were very cold, he had an extraordinary background, and his father was a hidden supreme god king.

Time passed, and soon it was the 4,500 years when Wang Hao entered the eighth-story Babel Tower.

Ten years ago, he fought with Mu Hua, and after thousands of moves, he won by luck.

"Finally breaking through, I have already fused all the Great Dao Spirits of the eighth layer of space, and it is time to enter the ninth layer next. ”

Wang Hao got up, he had been practicing in the Tower of Babel for 10,000 years, and now he was finally about to enter the last layer known to the world.

A gate of light slowly emerged, and the Empty Cicada God King appeared, personally leading Wang Hao to the ninth-floor Babel Tower.

After the star shifted, the front was dark, and there were scattered points of light flickering in the distance, which was extremely quiet.

"This is the ninth layer?"

Wang Hao was a little shocked, in this place, he actually felt extremely small.