Now, the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion seems to have lost his will and is in a state of confusion. Maybe he still retained a trace of sanity in his heart, but he couldn't raise the thought of resisting at all, An An knelt down in front of Song Jiannan.

At this time, the more mysterious Gao Longzang felt, the more he felt the greater crisis. No longer verbose, immediately rushed to the side of the "pillar deep well", flying as fast.

He will put a force into this deep well. Because Venerable Daoyuan said that as long as you hit out a force equivalent to a low-grade golden immortal with all your strength, the entire Tower of Babel will be destroyed in an instant.

However, when Gao Longzang rushed to the edge of the deep well, he suddenly encountered a blocking force. This force did not stop the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion just now, but at this time, it isolated Gao Longzang outside.

A pale golden air hood with a soft color enveloped the wellhead of the entire deep well. The Lord of the Immortal Pavilion is inside the air hood, while Gao Longzang is outside the air hood.

The strength of this air shield seems to be very large, even far beyond the Heavenly Umbrella of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion.

Rumble!

Gao Longzang slashed down with a sword, exerting all his strength. However, this pale golden air shield only shook slightly on the surface, and then it regained its calm.

"How can this be!" Hanhai, who was not far away, was shocked, "Even if Song Jiannan's strength is about the same as that of Long Zang, he can't urge such a powerful shield!" "

Yes, a shield of this strength, I'm afraid that only a master of a higher level can come out, such as a middle-grade golden immortal - similar to the strength of a medium-grade heavenly witch!

Song Jiannan, is it already terrifying to this kind of Cheng dù?

But Gao Longzang felt that this power was not necessarily Song Jiannan's own, but came from this mysterious deep well. Because he noticed that when he struggled to slash this shield, the golden rays that burst out of the deep well seemed to be more instantaneous, and all of them were quickly blessed on this shield.

Then Gao Longzang tried to chop again, and the result was still the same.

Song Jiannan, he can still borrow the energy of this Babel Tower? This is even more incredible.

At this time, Song Jiannan opened his eyes, but he didn't look directly at Gao Longzang at all, and he didn't even seem to recognize Gao Longzang and the others at all. He just looked at the other side with slight dissatisfaction, it was the kneeling Lord of the Immortal Pavilion.

Song Jiannan opened his mouth to speak, and his tone was still the same as before, but it always gave people a feeling of extreme indifference and rejection from thousands of miles away: "Qinglong, you have disappointed the deity too much."

Calling the life of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion, and the tone is high. Looking at the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion again, he knelt and knocked with dull eyes, without the slightest resistance.

What surprised Gao Longzang even more was that what Song Jiannan said at this time turned out to be Penglai language, which was very consistent with the language of the late primeval period. Song Jiannan, how did he learn these languages?

Moreover, how did Song Jiannan learn to pretend to be a god and call himself a "deity"? Could it be that he felt that he was noble?

In the midst of everyone's incomprehension, Song Jiannan continued: "It was originally a good shape, but in the end, it almost missed a big event. It was so bad that the deity had to take action in person, and he barely filled the ninety-eight layers."

"Although the completion of the Tower of Babel has been completed, it has disrupted the deity's plan and caused the deity to leave the customs ahead of schedule. I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll miss the big thing of the deity."

"You, are you guilty?"

The Lord of the Immortal Pavilion seemed to tremble, and he couldn't stop knocking again and again. However, he couldn't say a word.

And Song Jiannan sighed: "The deity went out of the customs ahead of schedule, and the cultivation of the guide zhì was much worse than expected, but I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress the demon...... That's it, I can't wait for you to continue to grow, so I can only 'integrate' you into the body of the deity in advance. This is also your 'life'......"

After speaking, Song Jiannan's hand spread out flatly, and a little starlight sprinkled down, enveloping the body of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion below.

Immediately afterward, the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion seemed to be in severe pain, and instinctively struggled for a while, but then regained his composure. Perhaps, that kind of coercion is not something he can compete with at all.

Then a golden phantom appeared in the eyebrows of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion, which was extremely consistent with the appearance of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion himself.

Gao Longzang, Xin Yao Tianwu and the others were surprised, because they vaguely guessed that this phantom should be ...... The soul of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion!

Forcibly extracting souls from the air, what an amazing spell. Even the Demon Emperor of the primeval period had never used such an astonishing method!

At this time, the soul of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion had already left his body. Naturally, the body became a dead shell, dead like a sculpture, kneeling upright.

And his soul floated straight to the center of Song Jiannan's eyebrows, and he easily "drilled" into it without any barrier!

Good fellow, devouring souls? But such an unbelievable devouring method is even more unheard of. Even the well-informed Xin Yao Heavenly Witch had never heard of such an astonishing devouring method.

Of course, Gao Longzang also felt that it was not good. He asked Xin Yao Tianwu to continue to cooperate with him, trying to attack the air shield with all his strength in the original way. However, this time it didn't help. This layer of air shield is too powerful, far exceeding the strength of the sky-shielding umbrella, making Gao Longzang have nothing to do.

At the same time, Song Jiannan's prestige skyrocketed wildly. Perhaps it was because he absorbed the soul energy of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion that he was further ...... Advanced?!!!

Bastard, this guy is at least equivalent to a low-grade golden immortal. Now, if you advance again, then it's worth it?!

However, advancement is inevitable. Song Jiannan seems to have reached the inferior Golden Immortal. [,！ Extreme, and the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion is also at the level of such a realm. The strength of the two is combined into one, and naturally it is much beyond the limit of the original realm.

Rumble!

Song Jiannan's body suddenly burst out with a thick golden light, like a bright sun. This golden light pushed the air hood, constantly extending outward, and at the same time, it also slowly pushed Gao Longzang and the others outward.

Gao Longzang felt that this force was irresistible. It's like a bulldozer, pushing a person out. Whether you want to or not, but you can't change it.

And where this layer of golden light passed, it changed dramatically in an instant.

Every time the golden air cover is pushed flat an inch, some strange scenes appear in this inch—carved beams and painted buildings, staircase corridors, and eaves...... An inch, a foot, a zhang, slowly pushed outward, and the scenery inside also expanded outward little by little.

Eventually, the diameter of the hood seemed to reach about 30 zhang (the relative distance in front of the eyes) before it finally stopped. And at this time, in the air hood, a majestic palace has been formed. As for the deep well that was originally the center pillar, it was at the very core of this palace, like a strange air pool.

At the top of the ninety-eight-story platform, there is an extra palace. Obviously, this palace is the ninety-ninth and final floor of the Tower of Babel.

The golden light dissipated, and the air hood disappeared.

Tower of Babel, Cheng.