Jing An's figure flashed and appeared on the next floor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The layout of this level is exactly the same as the previous one, the only difference is that the entire corridor is filled with a thick layer of death, which makes the people who breathe it despair, and the illusion is full of illusions, and it is not surprising that the slightly weaker willpower is suicide.

He now finally understood why entering the real Tower of Babel required soul cleansing and soul refining, if it weren't for these two steps, maybe he might have died under this boundless death. Even though he had gone through both of them, he still felt upset after taking a few breaths.

He endured the discomfort and walked towards the cell at the end of the hallway.

Although he felt that he didn't need to go over to look at it, such a thick death aura was not caused by living creatures, but he still decided to go over and take a look, what if this layer happened to suppress the undead? Like Zombie King, Skeletron or something!

He soon came to the door of his cell and peered through the gap.

I saw a behemoth with only skin and bones half-kneeling in front of the door, judging from the horns on its head, it should be a demon general. Although it is generally difficult to kill it, it still did not survive the baptism of time and came to the end of its life.

"It's ......!" Jing An's eyes narrowed, but a strange feeling welled up in his heart, because he found that this demon general actually had three eyes, which was strikingly similar to the monster in the dream described by Jing Tang?

Could it be that Jing Antang is not dreaming, but prophesying something?

It's no wonder that Jing An thinks so, it's really because Jing Tang's hidden profession is too special - the prophet of the Dragon Turtle Clan! And prophecy is the skill of all prophets, and the difference is only whether it is accurate or not.

If it's a prophecy, then it's a problem. The lowest strength of the alien races that can be suppressed in the Tower of Babel is the legendary level, which means that Jing Tang may encounter a legendary-level abyss demon general in the future, and it is also the kind that cannot be killed, no matter how you look at it, it is troublesome.

Maybe I was thinking too much, Jing An shook his head, and was about to go to the next floor.

At this moment, the little guy coiled around his wrist woke up, it looked at Jing An with big foggy eyes, and then bit his thumb, and his whole body swung out like a swing, in the direction of the cell.

"You want to eat it?" Jing An was very surprised, how could this foodie dare to eat anything, he was very uncomfortable just smelling the dead breath now, but the little guy was cold and insisted on eating, he was really a foodie, not afraid of death!

The little guy blinked his big eyes and tried to make a nodding motion, but unfortunately his whole body was suspended in mid-air, and he couldn't do this movement at all.

"You come down first, I'll help you see if I can open this cell!" Jing An patted the little guy gently, the little guy was very sensible, and he rolled it up on Jing An's wrist obediently, waiting for a big meal.

Jing An pressed his hand to the door again, and a grid suddenly appeared in his mind.

This grid is very bright, and it is obvious that the power of suppression is still very large, and it is impossible to open it by brute force. Now, he can only hope that Babel is really very intelligent and can judge that the prisoners in the prison are dead, so he can open the prison door, otherwise, he will have to leave.

He silently said in his heart, "Open the prison door"!

A familiar wave suddenly appeared near Jing'an, and after a while, the fluctuation disappeared, and at the same time, the door of the cell also "clicked" open.

Before Jing An could observe whether the abyss demon clan in front of him was pretending to be dead, the little guy flew in with an excited "whoop", opened his big mouth that was extremely incommensurate with its size, and gnawed and gnawed, obviously it was expressing his current mood: it was very refreshing to eat!

Jing An didn't go in, because the death air inside was even stronger, and he just watched the little guy eat with a confused face outside.

After a while, the huge Abyss Demon Clan was eaten by the little guy and only one head was left.

"Hiccup" It burped comfortably, and pressed the head of the demon with its pink little head, signaling Jing An to go over and eat, which made Jing An very speechless and very happy, although this little guy was greedy, but he still didn't forget his share, although the recipes of the two people were slightly far apart.

At Jing An's insistence, the little guy finally ate the head of the demon clan "reluctantly", and then swayed and climbed onto Jing An's wrist and entered a dormant state again. However, the change of the little guy after eating this time is extremely obvious, the horns on the head have grown and sharpened, and the two protrusions on the quilt are also higher, and there are obvious signs of breakage, maybe if you eat one or two more times, its small wings will grow, although Jing An doesn't know what such small wings can be used for.

Jing An didn't study the changes of the little guy much, and his figure flashed and reappeared in the corridor on the next floor.

He walked easily towards the cell at the end of the corridor, and when he reached the door, he saw neither the prisoners who were being suppressed inside, nor was he dead, and this strange situation raised his alert level to the highest.

He expertly reached out his palm and pressed it against the door, and then, then, nothing came to mind!

Wrong! Jing An reacted instantly, this was a sign that the power of suppression had disappeared, and at the same time, his legs retreated violently.

As he retreated, a spike as thick as his waist stabbed from the other side of the cell door where he had been standing. If it weren't for his quick reaction, this silent blow would definitely have hit him hard!

"Boom, the reaction is quite fast, but no matter how fast the reaction is, you have to die!" As soon as the unknown words fell, another spike pierced out of the door, destroying the already broken cell door even more.

The two spikes pulled back at the same time with the iron door.

A "squeak" sound sounded with a screeching metal twist. The door was twisted and detached from the walls like a thin piece of iron, and then left on the side like scrap metal.

"Khooth! ......

With a dense thud of metal, an octaclawed creature resembling a spider crawled out of the cell door. He was covered in hard armor and was pitch black. The head of the triangular row is covered with eight pairs of compound eyes, but only the bottom row of compound eyes is open, which looks very terrifying!

"Why don't you run? I can give you time, Truly! The great spider monster laughed, and as he laughed, his eight paws were dancing an unknown hunting dance, and it was evident that it was very happy at this time.

"Why run?" Jing An said indifferently, he did have the confidence to stand here against the big spider, although he speculated that this big spider was at least legendary, and there was a high probability that it was legendary, but he was not afraid, because he could go to any place in the Tower of Babel at will, just like teleporting, with such a magic skill in hand, even if he couldn't run, he could run over, right?

He didn't leave now, mainly because if he left, the big spider would probably escape, and the consequences were unimaginable, and the most important thing was that he felt that this big spider was a bit strong and capable, and he had a magic teleportation in his hand, and it was still possible to kill it if he wanted to find a way! (To be continued.) )