Destiny, what is Destiny?

Ye Qiu never believed in fate, he reincarnated other people's lives and lives, whether it was the protagonist or the supporting role, their fate was not immutable.

My life is up to me!

Ye Qiu opened his sharp eyes, the bottom of his eyes was firm, the darkness collapsed, the sun reappeared, nine hundred and eighty-one heavenly thunder, he successfully crossed it.

"Success, senior brother, he succeeded!"

"Our sect has another master of the Mahayana period."

"In the Mahayana period of less than forty, Senior Brother can be regarded as the first person in a thousand years!"

"Senior brother is mighty, senior brother is strong!"

The entire sect was immersed in a sea of cheers, and from now on, the prestige of their Sword Pavilion would be even better in the cultivation realm.

"Your apprentice is going to surpass you." The head touched his beard with a smile and quipped.

"That's not how it should be." The Great Elder glanced at him and said affirmatively.

The head of the house was choked by his senior brother again, and he knew what he was doing to talk to him.

In the next few years, Ye Qiu was either in retreat or under the guidance of his junior brothers and sisters to cultivate, Chen Qingchi, Shun Hua, and Shun Ying brothers and sisters all successfully advanced to the merger stage, only Shun Ying's fiancé Xue Ze was slightly weaker and was still in the late stage of transformation.

Xiao Mu Ling digested a lot of elixir spirit fruits, the two bulges on his head had changed slightly, separated the two forks, and the small water droplet also turned into the shape of a white kitten, looking for trouble for the earth spirit who was lazily buried in the soil all day long.

On this day, everyone thought it was another ordinary day of cultivation, but suddenly a majestic voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"I am the Lord of the Tower of Babel, and I am looking for a successor in the world, and anyone under the age of a thousand can enter."

Along with the sound, a towering black tower towered above the endless wasteland, exuding an aura of mystery.

Everyone's first question is, who is this Tongtian?

Just one divine consciousness can resound throughout the cultivation realm, this is definitely not a means that the cultivators of their realm can have, this is an immortal? Or is it a man of God?

Everyone was excited, Tongtian, this is by no means a name that an ordinary monk can call, this is a great opportunity.

All of a sudden, almost all the monks rushed to the Endless Wasteland, those under the thousand-year-old wanted to compete for this opportunity, and those over the thousand-year-old also wanted to see the Tower of Babel.

"Tongtian? Tower of Babel? Is this someone from your fairy realm? Qing Ling asked Guangmingzi.

Guangmingzi is the remnant soul in the immortal weapon, after years of collection, Qingling and they finally gathered the materials for refining the body, although the cultivation is only in the Mahayana period, but it is already very surprising.

"No, I've never heard of this person in the fairy world, and the breath on the Tower of Babel doesn't look like something from the fairy world." Guangmingzi's expression was gloomy, and they all thought of one place.

Since it is not the cultivation realm or the immortal realm, it can only be the divine realm.

Guangming Zi said that no one in the immortal realm has been flying to the god realm for tens of thousands of years, is this their opportunity?

Qing Ling's eyes were shining, she knew, she knew that she was the protagonist of this world, and this Tower of Babel could only be her thing, otherwise, why had there been no news from the divine realm for tens of thousands of years, and as soon as she came, the Tower of Babel appeared?

Qing Ling raised a smile that was bound to win.

Seeing this, Spiegel said Amitabha, recently, he has become more and more suspicious, is his chance to become a Buddha really in Qingling's body?

"Let's go, everyone must remember, everything cannot be forced, and it is best to work as a team in case of danger." Ye Qiu carefully explained to the disciples below, the Tower of Babel is not only looking for a successor, it also has countless opportunities in it, he can't stop these low-level disciples from going because of danger.

"Senior brother, did you already know that there was today?" Chen Qingchi couldn't hold back, he had long wanted to ask, otherwise he really couldn't figure out what the senior brother had been abnormal for all these years, and the senior brother's expression seemed to have known about the Tower of Babel.

But as soon as the words came out, he directly denied that he was impossible, the Tower of Babel was so mysterious, how could the senior brother know?

Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, the senior brother won't harm them, just follow the senior brother.

Five days later, they had arrived at the Endless Wasteland with the flying boat, the area of the Tower of Babel was not as large as when it first landed, and now it was just an ordinary black tower covering an area of several thousand square meters, but all the monks knew that there was definitely a space formation in it.

When Ye Qiu and the others arrived, there were already tens of thousands of cultivators gathered here, not only human cultivators, but also some demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and even demon cultivators.

The atmosphere at the scene was very tense for a while, but they were all afraid of the Tower of Babel and did not move.

Ye Qiu saw Qing Ling, and Qing Ling and his party also noticed him.

Is it really the son of Heavenly Dao? After suffering such a serious injury, not only can you recover quickly, but you can also advance to the Mahayana stage.

Qing Ling's eyes were red, and there was a look of hatred flashing in his eyes, he really didn't die!

The snake demon beside her also erected green vertical pupils, although it was a human body, he also spit out two dangerous snake letters at Ye Qiu, as if to tell him that this trip to Babel, Ye Qiu would definitely die.

"It's them again." Chen Qingchi said in disgust, that is, the senior brother Ye Qiu they harmed almost died, that disgusting woman, there was actually a snake demon by her side, snake sex is lewd, one, two, three, four, five, five men, I don't know how she distributes it, Chen Qingchi thought with malice.

"Big brother, didn't you say she was your true love? Why, her true love doesn't seem to be you? Xue Ze said sarcastically, in the past, he was still proud of his eldest brother and took him as an example, but now, he only thinks that he is stupid, that woman is obviously using him, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it will be a good thing for that woman to have so many men at the same time, but his brain is not clear, so he has to fall into it.

"Little brother, you misunderstood the eldest brother, Qingling and I really love each other, you shouldn't listen to your father's words to marry, when you meet someone who really loves you, you will understand the eldest brother." Xue Yang thought about Xue Ze and felt that Xue Ze was very pitiful and said.

"Heh, don't impose your thinking on others, Shun Ying and I really love each other, two people who love each other can't tolerate a third party at all, big brother, do you know what you look like? Male pets. Xue Ze sneered disdainfully.

"You are presumptuous!"

"Look for death."

Xue Ze's words successfully aroused their anger, but they didn't make a move because they were afraid of the people of the Sword Pavilion and the Formation Pavilion.

And next to them, countless monks who had already seen their jokes had already arrived.

They couldn't figure it out very much, although this Qingling Fairy had a high cultivation and good looks, what kind of ability did she have to attract so many excellent men to follow her at the same time?

Could it be that she is doing a particularly good job in that area? Some of the monks thought of something else, and suddenly they laughed.

Qing Ling only felt that he was about to explode.