After killing these people, Shiling Xinyin walked out with a smile, looked at a man and a woman and an old man next to him, and asked, "Second brother, do the three of them want it?"

Han Ming glanced at them, shook his head and said, "I, Han Ming, am not a person who loves to kill, if it weren't for the unfavorable Han in their hearts just now, I wouldn't have done this to them." As for them, I don't know the bottom of my heart!"

Kong Jia smiled and nodded, walked to the meditating old man, and said politely: "Amitabha! Thank you seniors for not helping those wicked people just now, Buddhist disciple Kong Jia thanked his seniors!"

The old man opened his eyes suspiciously, and asked curiously: "What does this mean by young man? The old man's cultivation is just that his ears don't hear what is going on outside the window, not the seniors in your mouth, you are too worried!"

Han Ming also smiled weirdly, and then said: "No, since the predecessor was sensible just now, Han should also thank him here." Thank you very much!"

The two of them both arched their hands and thanked them. After that, everyone sat down, Shi Lingxin looked at the mysterious old man curiously, and he didn't see what was so special about the old man for a long time.

Originally, Han Ming didn't know how powerful the old man was, but when he saw his calm appearance at that time, he was a little confused. When Kong Jia said that, Han Ming was even more convinced that this old man was not simple.

Just as everyone was meditating and resting, the back of the tower god suddenly appeared.

As soon as the tower god appeared, he asked a little strangely: "Hey, weren't there many people just now? Why are there only a few of you left now, where did they go?"

The corners of Han Ming's mouth lifted slightly, stood up, and said, "Their delusional idea of beating Han has now been sent to the sky by Han. Don't worry about them, open the third floor!"

"It's okay, it's okay! Anyway, it's a bit troublesome for the third layer to have a lot of people, but it's not as simple as a few of you!" After the tower god said casually, the second layer changed to its original appearance.

Still, an oval-shaped aura appeared directly in front of it, which was the entrance to the third floor.

After Han Ming, Shi Lingxin, and Kong Jia glanced at each other, they entered the entrance of the third floor one by one. The old man was the last to enter, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't stand up yet.

The tower god was a little displeased with the old man's slowness, and said angrily: "Why don't you go in yet?" Don't delay the time of the tower god, otherwise the tower god will 。。。。。。。 you immediately. ！”

Before he finished speaking, the old man's face was unhappy, and he waved his big hand and said, "Noise!" After finishing speaking, the old man still walked slowly towards the entrance of the third floor.

On the other hand, the tower god was fixed on the wall in an instant. It wasn't until the old man had entered more than ten breaths that the tower god could be regarded as gasping for breath. After waking up, the tower god looked at the entrance of the third floor in fear and froze in place.

When Han Ming and the others entered the third layer, they only saw Qimeng and more than a dozen other monks here.

Qi Meng naturally saw Han Ming and the others, and hurriedly ran to their side.

Kong Jia didn't know why, looking at Qimeng's eyes was very strange. Han Ming seemed a little uneasy, patted Kong Jia's shoulder, and said, "Big brother, relax in everything, don't be impulsive!"

"Don't worry, I can control myself!" Kong Jia said with a smile.

Qimeng also seemed to know that Kong Jia was not kind to herself, so she had to follow Han Ming all the time and keep silent. She thought she wasn't afraid of Kongjia, but she didn't want to embarrass Han Ming.

In the third level, there were less than twenty monks. They were all chirping in place, discussing what kind of trial this level should be. If they can enter the third layer, they will naturally not be simple masters.

Among them, there are many people in the void stage, but there is only one in the Yuan Infant stage, Han Ming. What's more, there were actually three or four masters of the Mahayana period inside, which made Han Ming a little surprised.

But after all, he just thought about it and didn't say much.

After a long time, from the noise at the beginning, to the calm now. It seems that the crowd has been waiting for many years, and it is no wonder that every second wasted here will result in an extra second of danger for them.

"Knock" ~ "Knock" ~ "Knock"

Suddenly, three large drums appeared in front of everyone.

Next to the big drum, three strong men with ** upper bodies appeared beating the big drum. Later, the shadow of the tower god appeared on the wall, and he said in an unkind tone: "I am surprised that you can reach the third layer, but the trial of the third layer, I will definitely let you spend it comfortably!"

One of them was dissatisfied with the tower god's words, and retorted: "Comfortable? How is it comfortable? You are embarrassed to say comfortable, we are almost half of our lives disappeared all the way, you tell me that it is comfortable?"

The tower god did not reply in time, but deliberately said to Han Ming: "Heavenly God, you are the Heavenly God! Hmph, you have locked up us tower gods here for countless years, and now you have come to participate in this kind of game, it is really ridiculous!"

Han Ming looked at the tower god coldly, and said without any emotion in his tone: "I don't know if I am a god or not, who are you locked up here is not related to Han!"

"Hmph, I don't care if it's your business or not!Since I'm here on the third floor, I must take care of the next third layer!" the tower god seemed to be a little crazy, and shouted with laughter.

Han Ming scoffed, smiled, and didn't say anything else!

Seeing that Han Ming stopped talking, the tower god snorted coldly and said to everyone: "The challenge of your third layer is the tower god and me! Say it in advance, if you don't kill me, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the surroundings heard this, they immediately exploded, and they roared angrily.

"Fart, their tower gods are all invincible in the Tower of Babel, how can we kill them?"

"You're, even if we join forces, we won't be your opponent in this Tower of Babel!"

"That's right, this tower god just wants to kill us, damn!"

The shouts and shouts kept coming, and the tower god snorted coldly and shouted disdainfully: "Shut up the tower god, I'll say it again." If you don't kill me, I'll kill you, it's easy! In an hour, I'll play with you!"

After finishing speaking, the back of the tower god turned to Han Ming again, and said in a gloomy and deep voice: "Lord Heavenly God, wait a minute, this tower god still needs the Heavenly God Lord to teach you, I'm offended!"

"Whoosh" After the tower god finished speaking, the back side disappeared from the wall.

Everyone was helpless at this time, some were angry, some were ashamed, some were afraid, some were afraid, and some even wanted to escape from this place, and they didn't want to step into the so-called Tower of Babel again for the rest of their lives.

Shi Lingxin saw that this was the situation, and said with a bitter face: "What kind of Tower of Babel is this, it is the Tower of Death at all." Fight against the tower god, oh my God, who came up with such a disgusting trial method!"

Kong Jia pursed his lips, shook his head and said: "What are you afraid of, if you come, you will be safe! Don't be like those people, you can be afraid of becoming like that when you encounter a little setback, otherwise you will only die worse!"

Han Ming nodded approvingly after hearing this, and smiled silently.

"Han Ming, can you not be afraid?" Qi Meng sat beside Han Ming and said to Han Ming a little strangely. After all, a tower god wants to fight them, and the tower god wants to kill Han Ming the most, but Han Ming can still maintain so calm.

"Don't be afraid! Anyway, it wasn't us who was looking for it at the beginning, but there is a master here, so I'm naturally not afraid! If he loses, then I'll be no different if I go up again!" Han Ming chuckled and shook his head, and said firmly.

Kong Jia looked at the old man who was still meditating with his eyes closed, and said nothing.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

When the tower god reappears, it is not a back, but an entity. The tower god of the entity is even more majestic than Shi Lingxin.

Holding a golden wooden stick in his hand, surrounded by a layer of black veil, he pointed at everyone and said arrogantly: "Okay, now that the god of this tower is ready, are you also ready?"

You look at me, and I look at you, but no one dares to speak.

The tower god smiled contemptuously, and the threatening words came out of his mouth again: "If you choose not to take the initiative to attack me, then I will have to do it." I've got you all done, and I'm going to sleep!"

At this moment, there is really no room for everyone to retreat. Except for the old man, everyone else inside shouted frantically: "Let's go up together, we will definitely kill him!"

"Yes, if you go together, you don't believe that you can't kill him!"

All the people were shouting and scolding, but not one dared to come forward. The mysterious old man just sat around a corner, meditating and cultivating quietly.

It seems that everything that happens in front of him has nothing to do with him!

The tower god couldn't wait, so he shot first. The wooden stick in his hand suddenly turned into a round and thick stick, and he easily lifted the stick and dropped it casually above the monk.

The first time I fell, I heard "Ah~~~!!"

The second time I fell, I heard "Ah~~~!!"

Every time there is a painful ** sound, someone will always die in the sound. And from the outside, the tower god didn't seem to use any strength, but just raised the wooden stick and smashed it gently, and someone couldn't bear it and died.

Han Ming always felt a little strange when he looked at the method of the tower god's attack, and thought, "Why is this tower god's attack method so strange?

Just when Han Ming was puzzled, the wooden stick fell again, and three more people died.

The remaining dozen or so monks seemed to be unable to stand it anymore and gathered together. All kinds of spells and attacks were issued, but they were all broken by the tower god with brute force.

The tower god laughed wildly and said like crazy: "Haha, you are all going to die for me today! The people who disturb my cultivation will die, and even the people who keep me here will die!"