Although Ling Feng was very confident in himself, Yang Wei had absolutely no chance of surviving under his blow.

However, he was cautious, so he wanted to investigate Yang Wei's life and death, but he was delayed for a lot of time by Caixin's unreasonable trouble.

At this moment, Cai Xin, who was held on Ling Feng's shoulder, was as quiet as a house cat, so he took the opportunity to quickly rush towards the place where Yang Wei's scream sounded, only to find that only a few pools of mottled blood were left on the ground, and Yang Wei's body disappeared without a trace.

Cai Xin was like a willow, hanging on Ling Feng's shoulders, her blue hair drooping straight down, and her head swayed like a chicken pecking rice to the rhythm of Ling Feng's body. However, she still turned her head very hard, and her eyes could still see the remaining blood stains on the ground, and she couldn't help but wonder: "What about Yang Wei's corpse? ”

"If the soul beast takes it away, it will at least leave some scraps behind. ”

A flash of realization flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he said, "No wonder Yang Wudeming knows that I am on the second floor of the Tower of Babel, and he is still relieved to let Yang Wei enter the second floor of the Tower of Babel." ”

Ling Feng deduced that before entering the second floor of the Tower of Babel, Yang Wude should have given Yang Wei some magic weapon to save his life, so that he could still have the strength to escape under his full blow.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, the surroundings are green and cloudy, and there is thunder and fog everywhere, and you can't even see the scenery a few hundred meters away. ”

Ying Ying understood the meaning of his words and said, "Yang Wei should have fled far away at this moment, and it is difficult to find him." ”

"Even if he hides to the ends of the earth. I will also dig three feet into the ground, dig him out, and dare to insult him. I, Ling Feng, will never let him go. ”

Ling Feng clenched his fists and palms, and on his face, murderous intent loomed.

Ling Feng trampled on Yang Wei in public at the bottom of the hundred-step god step, and the hatred between the two had reached the point of death and death, not to mention that Yang Wei also had bad intentions towards Cai Xin.

The eyebrows that hung on Ling Feng's shoulders flashed with a touch of brilliance. Muttering to himself, Ling Feng still has some conscience. Know to avenge yourself.

The surroundings were covered with blue thunder mist, and if someone else was changed, they would naturally not be able to capture the route of Yang Wei's escape, but Ling Feng's sea of divine consciousness opened up to ten zhang. Compared to ordinary cultivators, I don't know how many times stronger my perception ability is.

With the vague smell of blood in the air, Ling Feng was sure to be a qualified hunter. And the prey is naturally Yang Wei.

"Ling Feng, it's so uncomfortable for you to carry me like this, let me go. ”

As Ling Feng ran, Cai Xin would wipe Ling Feng's cheeks as if she were nothing, and this feeling made her very hot. It's embarrassing.

"You still have injuries on your body, and you won't be able to go far if you let you down. I'll carry you. ”

Ling Feng also felt that this ambiguous posture was very inappropriate, so he carried Caixin on his back. Then following the smell of blood that Yang Wei left in the air, he quickly rushed forward.

Feeling the manly breath conveyed by Ling Feng's back, Cai Xin's heart was at ease, and unconsciously, Cai Xin, who was already tired, fell asleep on his shoulder. Make an even breathing sound.

Ying Ying had been following behind Ling Feng unhurriedly, frowning. I don't know what to think.

Passing over one huge remnant wall after another, the surrounding thunder fog actually thinned down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Feng had a very strange feeling in his heart, and he continued to walk forward for hundreds of feet, and what appeared in front of Ling Feng was a huge square.

There is no end in sight to this square, and the ground is carved with all kinds of bizarre figures, such as phoenixes, unicorns, white tigers, and green luan...... It contains all living beings in the heavens and the earth......

These graphics are very weird, exuding faint energy fluctuations, when a person steps on them, the energy ripples, gradually distorting and changing, and the creatures in the patterns seem to come to life.

Ling Feng raised his eyes and found that there were at least a thousand freshmen gathered in this strange square. Moreover, the new students in the vicinity are constantly converging here.

It's no wonder that the world on the second floor of the Tower of Babel is full of blue clouds, and there are countless crises lurking in the distance of 100 meters.

For the martial artists of the Mortal Realm, this square is naturally the safest place.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed. The qi and blood exuded by these thousands of freshmen, coupled with the fight with soul beasts after that, many people had the smell of blood on their bodies, completely covering up the smell of blood on Yang Wei's body.

At this moment, the sea of people was vast, and the number of people was constantly increasing, and it was really not easy for Ling Feng to find Yang Wei from the thousands of new students scattered all over the square.

While Ling Feng was pondering how to dig three feet into the ground to find Yang Wei, there were bursts of noisy and hurried footsteps in the thunder and fog on the periphery of the square, and figures flashed one after another.

Within a few incense plants, the number of people in the square swelled to about 5,000.

At this moment, in the center of the square, a golden pillar of light shot out from the ground and rose into the sky.

The earth shook, and a gate slowly rose from the dusty ground, with a hint of quaintness, vicissitudes.

This iron door is surrounded by ice mist, and it is hundreds of feet wide and long. It feels even weirder. Looking horizontally and vertically, it is just a door, but it is impossible to see through the scene in the door, as if the power of space around the door has been forcibly distorted, reflecting a sense of distance that cannot be touched by the fog and flowers.

The door was depicted with some very strange writing, which was so old that it seemed to have existed since time immemorial, and no one could understand the meaning.

In the center of the iron gate, a ten-zhang high ice sculpture is placed horizontally, and this ice sculpture is sealed with a two-headed soul beast, and under the reflection of light, the two huge heads in the ice sculpture are lifelike.

At this time, in the void, the goose-feather-like snow fell flutteringly, and the square was covered in silver, and it was white.

Ling Feng raised his hand, and a snowflake melted in his palm. He was surprised that he was in the ice and snow, and he didn't feel a trace of coldness on his body.

The snowflakes falling from the sky are quite strange, not only have different appearances, such as fallen leaves, stars, and bright moons, but also have different colors, and there are even red snowflakes mixed in them.

"When the demon is born, there will be an omen in heaven and earth!"

A well-informed freshman beside Ling Feng stared at the ice layer seven or eight feet high, and said uneasily, "This snow must be caused by the sealed two-headed soul beast, what kind of monster is it?"

"Ghost knows, it seems that this soul beast has been sealed for at least thousands of years, and it has already died of hunger, what are you afraid of it doing?"

"The second layer of the Tower of Babel has existed for at least a thousand years, and no one has entered it for a thousand years, which means that the two-headed soul beast in this ice sculpture must have been sealed thousands of years ago, isolated from the world for a thousand years, and it can't come into contact with vitality, no matter how fierce the soul beast is, it will have long been braided. ”

The other freshmen pouted and said disdainfully.