Tongtian is the continent where the Tower of Babel is located.

There is only one place name here, and it is called Tongtiandi. There is also only one Holy Religion, which is the place where all mortals and monks who have passed through the heavens and the earth have longed for and worshipped, the Holy Religion of Tongtian.

The area of Tongtian is not large, only one-tenth of the Kunlun Continent. However, this place is a meeting place of the interface, and many people from the outside interface have come here to participate in the opening of the Tower of Babel.

Han Ming fell not far from the Tongtian Saint Sect, which was a lonely forest. It is surrounded by dead flowers and trees, and there are few pedestrians and wild animals passing by.

Time passed minute by minute, and Han Ming, who had slept for a day and a night, slowly got up.

Looking at the strange places around him, Han Ming looked around a little strangely, and said to himself, "What kind of place is this, why shouldn't it be next to the Tower of Babel?

At this moment, a scolding voice came not far away: "Damn, you old immortal wait for me." Kicked me in, what kind of bird is this? Looks like you've got to ask for directions!"

As soon as Han Ming turned around, he saw a big man about two meters tall, wearing a black hunting suit, and his hair was messy like a chicken nest. He walked towards Han Ming with an angry face.

Coincidentally, the big man also saw Han Ming at this moment.

"Oops, bro. Hello, you're a member of the Babel Cult, right? Well, I'm here to participate in the Tower of Babel. Do you know how to get to Babel? Oh, yes. I'm from the True Martial Continent, and my name is Shi Lingxin!"

As soon as Shi Lingxin saw Han Ming, he put his arm on Han Ming's neck with a big grin and said boldly.

Han Ming's face was a little helpless, he didn't know what kind of bird place this was, how could he tell others! But after Shi Lingxin said this, Han Ming knew that this person must have come from another interface.

Han Ming clenched his fists and said with a gentle smile: "Like Brother Shi, I also came to the Tower of Babel to break through! I am Han Ming of the Kunlun Continent, so I am polite!"

Shi Lingxin cried with a face, and said weakly: "It turned out to be Brother Han, polite! I really didn't expect it, I thought you were a person who knows the world! Hey, it seems that we have to ask for directions again!"

"Tongtiandi, what is Tongtiandi, what is Tongtian Holy Sect that Brother Shi said just now?" Han Mingchu came, where would he know the name of this place and the Great Sect, he had to ask curiously.

Shi Lingxin looked at Han Ming with wide eyes, and asked in surprise, "When you came, didn't the elders in the sect tell you?"

Han Ming smiled knowingly and replied, "Is it from the interface tunnel?"

Hearing this, Shi Lingxin's eyes widened, and he said stupidly: "Interface tunnel? That's the way of death, where did you say you came from?

"Naturally, Han Mou won't lie to Brother Shi!" Although Han Ming didn't know if the way of death he said was the interface tunnel, but thinking about the horror of the interface tunnel, he was sure of this.

Shi Lingxin swallowed his saliva, looked Han Ming up and down, and whispered in confusion: "You are just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, I don't dare to go to the cultivation in the late stage of the void, how did you spend it?"

Han Ming was also a little helpless, after all, he was not familiar with the place here, if the man in front of him suspected that what he said was untrue, he would definitely not tell him where this was.

Helpless, he had no choice but to palm up, and a wisp of mana suddenly appeared.

Han Ming looked into the distance and threw his mana onto a big tree, and suddenly the big trees within a radius of several miles turned into ashes. After Han Ming did this, he looked at Shi Lingxin with a smile, but saw Shi Lingxin looking at Han Ming in horror.

Then, Shi Lingxin pointed at Han Ming and stammered, "You, are you a ghost cultivator?"

Han Ming looked at him suspiciously, pointed at himself, and asked strangely, "Ghost cultivator?" No, I am Han Ming from the Kunlun Continent, not the ghost cultivator of the ghost snake in your mouth?"

"Since you are not a ghost cultivator, then why do you have this ghost power?" Shi Lingxin didn't seem to believe Han Ming's words, and looked at Han Ming tremblingly, his tone was also a little stiff, not as frivolous as just now.

Han Ming looked at Shi Lingxin helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "It's really a monk from the Kunlun Continent, not a ghost cultivator in your mouth." This is not ghost power, this is mana in our continent!"

After a while, Shi Lingxin, who was confused, came over.

"That's right, if he is a ghost cultivator, he should be cold, like the boss of the Heavenly Dao and his second child! But he said that this ghost power is also in their continent, great, great!"

When Shi Lingxin was thinking about it, he suddenly thought of Han Ming's last sentence. The excited face was red, and the corners of his mouth were dripping from his mouth, ghost power, that is, mana, was something that Shi Lingxin dreamed of.

Han Ming waved his hand curiously in front of the stunned Shi Lingxin, and asked worriedly, "Brother Shi, are you okay?"

After Shi Lingxin came over in a daze, he hurriedly said excitedly: "It's okay, it's okay, by the way, Brother Han." In your Kunlun Continent, this kind of ghost, don't you have a lot of mana?"

Han Ming shook his head and said truthfully: "Not much, I know that there are no more than five people in our continent who have this kind of mana. Why? Do you want to get this kind of mana too?"

Shi Lingxin had a bitter face, his head drooped, and he said disappointedly: "Who doesn't want to, the mana in your mouth is the ghost power of our True Martial Continent." In our place, ghost power can only be possessed by ghost cultivators. The ability of ghost cultivation is comparable to that of the dragon clan in the True Martial Continent!"

Han Ming understood his mood very well, and then asked curiously, "Dragon Clan, do you still have Dragon Clan?"

The ghost power of ghost cultivation, Han Ming knows. It should be a special existence formed by those monks with mana, just like the Kunlun Continent, mana is a kind of golden signboard.

As for the dragon clan, it surprised Han Ming.

The dragon clan also appeared in the Kunlun Continent, but later perished. It wasn't until Xiao Hei's appearance and when he was in the Bottomless Dragon Palace that Han Ming knew how strong the dragon clan was.

But now that Xiao Hei is gone, he doesn't know where he went.

Shi Lingxin was a little proud, and said proudly: "The Dragon Clan is the number one clan in my True Martial Continent. My father said that the entire cultivation realm, no matter what the interface is. The dragon clan of our True Martial Continent is the ancestor of the other interface dragon clans, no matter what dragon clan wants to undergo a real transformation, they must come to my True Martial Continent!"

Han Ming nodded thoughtfully, and then asked expectantly, "Then in that case, do you know that there can be a dragon clan from the Kunlun Continent going to the Zhenwu Continent?"

Speaking of this, Shi Lingxin blushed a little, and said embarrassedly: "I really don't know that, I'm just a brother in a big family." The affairs of the dragon clan are beyond our reach!"

Han Ming nodded in disappointment, and then asked, "By the way, Brother Shi." You haven't told me what Tongtian and Earth are, and what is Tongtian Holy Sect?"

"Oh, the interface where the Tower of Babel is located is called Tongtiandi. There is only one sect in Tongtiandi, that is, the Tongtian Holy Sect. My dad told me that, so the first time I came I could tell the name of the place!"

Shi Lingxin pulled Han Ming and said as he walked, and Han Ming listened very carefully.

After thinking for a while, Han Ming laughed and said, "It turns out that Brother Shi is also here for the first time! Coincidentally, I am also here for the first time. But once raw and twice cooked, it won't be so troublesome next time!"

"Next time, why are you here next time?" Shi Lingxin looked at him in surprise and asked strangely.

Han Ming, who was asked by this sentence, didn't know how to answer, so he had to say: "Of course it's through the Heavenly Tower, anyway, this time it's over, won't it be the same next time?"

Shi Lingxin looked at Han Ming helplessly, and said sullenly: "Didn't anyone tell you that everyone only has one chance to enter the Tower of Babel?" I thought that the old immortal in my family was not authentic enough, but I didn't expect that your elders were not authentic either!"

"What, the old immortal?" Han Ming asked in surprise when he heard this strange term.

Shi Lingxin scratched his head and said with a smile: "That, that's my old man." Oh, to put it bluntly, it's my dad, I usually call him immortal, anyway, he calls me a little rabbit cub every day!"

Han Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud and didn't speak.

Shi Lingxin was also quiet for a moment, and then said longingly: "This time, even if you can't break into the Tower of Babel, you have to hook up with a woman!

Han Ming was completely defeated by these words, and then asked curiously, "Brother Shi should be a person of the Demon Dao, right?"

Shi Lingxin looked at Han Ming in surprise, and said happily: "Brother Han, how do you know? Could it be that you are also from the Demon Dao? Great, I heard that there are a lot of girls in the Tongtian Holy Sect, let's grab a few to have fun!"

With that, Shi Lingxin wanted to grab Han Ming's arm and fly forward.

Han Ming didn't want to look for death, robbing other people's female disciples on other people's territory, wouldn't that mean the old birthday star hanging himself--Isn't he impatient? Han Ming hurriedly shook off Shi Lingxin's arm and said with a straight face.

"Brother Shi, this is someone's territory! Aren't you sending you to death like this? Let's find the place where the Tower of Babel is located and wait to enter the Tower of Babel!"

Hearing this, Shi Lingxin slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "Oh, but I forgot." This is someone else's territory, if you catch it, it's a matter of wanting to die, thank you so much!"

Han Ming nodded casually, and suddenly asked, "Could it be that Brother Shi also likes to rob a woman every day in your True Martial Continent to have fun?"

Shi Lingxin smiled pitifully, his face was unusually depressed: "How could it be? The old immortal in my family is very strict, and I am not allowed to rob women, I am not allowed to kill people indiscriminately, and I am not allowed to do this, and I am not allowed to do that." If I dare to commit one, I'll die!"

"Oh, aren't you Demon Dao, how can there be these rules and regulations?" Han Ming clearly knew what the Demon Dao of the Kunlun Continent was doing, so he also thought the same thing about the Demon Dao of other interfaces.

Shi Lingxin shouted miserably, and then said, "Ah~~~~~~! Okay, comfortable." Don't mention it, my father said that there is a way of righteousness, even if it is a demon way, it is also a way. Therefore, it is more dead than the righteous path, hey!"

Han Ming nodded and smiled admiringly: "It seems that your father is really a master of the world, and he has such an awareness." If I could, I wish I could put your dad on another day. Listening to you say this, your father's understanding of the Tao must have reached a profound realm, and he can get rid of desires!"