"That's not exactly. ”

Ling Qingzhu smiled lightly: "The Tower of Babel is the forbidden place of the Divine Martial Academy, and it is opened several times a year, and the students who enter the trial of the Tower of Babel have never been able to reach the second layer, and according to my sister's estimate, even the tutors of the Divine Martial Academy are not capable of doing it." ”

"Why is that?"

Ling Feng became a little curious.

"At the end of the space leading from the first layer to the second layer, there is a step called the Hundred Steps to the Divine Step. This hundred-step god-level is very strange, with each step, the power of pressure and repulsion will double, and in the past hundred years, no student has been able to walk a hundred steps. ”

Ling Qingzhu said: "Legend has it that the 100-step Divine Rank was personally set up by the previous dean of the Shenwu Academy, which was used to assess the students of the academy, and if anyone reached the last step, the door to the second floor of the Tower of Babel would automatically open. ”

"This shouldn't be, even if the pressure and repulsion of a hundred steps to become a god rank are very strong, and the Shenwu Academy is as strong as a cloud, there will always be someone who can pass. ”

Ling Feng frowned and muttered.

"Xiaofeng, you usually look very smart, why do you make stupid mistakes when it comes to a critical moment?"

Ling Qingzhu raised his hand and tapped it on his forehead, saying, "The pressure brought by a hundred steps to become a god is different for every cultivator. The higher the strength, the greater the pressure they are under, unless that person's cultivation surpasses that of the previous dean of the academy, it is absolutely impossible to reach the end. ”

"That's ...... so"

Only then did Ling Feng come to his senses.

If the strength of a cultivator is described as a tree. The higher the cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the higher the cultivation. It is a small sapling, a hundred steps into a god step is like a gust of wind and rain, the more lush the tree grows, the greater the power of the wind and rain it can bear, and the lower the cultivation, the smaller the wind and rain it can bear, completely equal.

This is also why there are so many strong people in the Shenwu Academy. The ultimate reason why no one entered the second floor of the Tower of Babel.

"Sister, you have entered the first floor of the Tower of Babel. You didn't find the corpses of thousands of strong men, did you?"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "In other words, those strong people who broke into the Tower of Babel are likely to die on the second floor of the Tower of Babel?"

"Not bad. But you also have to plan for the worst, the second layer, or the third layer, whether there is a flower of life or not, is unknown, after all, the flower of life is a treasure of heaven and earth, too ethereal and precious......"

Ling Qingzhu didn't want to tell Ling Feng these secrets, but she really didn't want to see Ling Feng continue to be hurt like this and give up on himself.

"Sister. Without further ado, I'll go to the Shenwu Academy now and look for Yan Pao!"

Ling Feng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "You will stay in the Danmeng and help me take good care of Xue'er." ”

"Little wind. Since the second-floor Tower of Babel has buried the corpses of tens of millions of strong people, there must be a lot of danger inside, even if you want to go in, you should be prepared. ”

Ling Qingzhu smiled, she was very happy to see Ling Feng regain his fighting spirit.

"I know. ”

The coda is uninterrupted. Ling Feng had already rushed out of the door.

Rushing to the lobby on the first floor of the Dan League, Ling Feng broke directly into the Dan room. Hundreds of pills were collected, and the Divine Domain Earthquake Monument in the Sea of Divine Consciousness was transformed into dozens of drops of milky white liquid, and then he assessed his combat strength.

Ling Feng's cultivation at the moment was at the seventh layer of the Mortal Realm, and the next step was the process of comprehending the mysteries of the sevenfold moves.

With his current combat strength, he can kill the peak martial artists of the Mortal Realm who have been silent twice.

If you add the help of the Ancient Desolation Finger, the spirit and spirit have been silent three times, and the martial artist is not Ling Feng's opponent.

Now, his Ancient Desolation Finger, with the improvement of his cultivation, he has condensed twelve Ancient Runes, and his power has increased countless times, and he has reached the realm of five-star Yuan Technique.

There is also a hole card that makes him comfortable against stronger opponents.

That is the thunder mang evolved from the Nine Heavenly Tribulations!

The thunderbolt in the sea of Ling Feng's divine sense, under the suppression of the Heavenly Monument of the Divine Domain Town, had completely obeyed Ling Feng's orders.

Ling Feng was sure that he would force that thunderbolt out of his body to kill the enemy.

If it is taken by surprise, even the Xuan Shi who has just entered the Juyuan Realm will be sure to be hit hard and killed.

Of course, this is not to say that Lei Mang can only kill the Yuan Shi of the Ju Yuan Realm, but because Ling Feng's cultivation is low, he is far from being able to exert Lei Mang's greatest power.

Ling Feng originally wanted to make a killing array before going to the Tower of Babel, but it would take at least a few days to seal the killing array in the jade slip, and he really didn't have time.

After instructing Master Changfeng to take good care of Ling Xue, Ling Feng immediately set off for the Divine Martial Academy.

Ling Feng was so anxious that he walked like a fly, and after he went out, he found that a breath of nothingness had been locking on him, and it didn't dissipate until Ling Feng entered the Divine Martial Academy.

Ling Feng felt that this aura was very familiar, it should be that Master Changfeng couldn't worry about his own safety, and specially sent Steward Lin to protect himself secretly, and he didn't care about it at the moment, so he pretended not to know.

After a few pillars of incense, Ling Feng had already reached Yan Pao's office.

At this moment, Yan Pao was sitting on a chair, holding a high-grade spiritual tea in his left hand, and wrapping his other hand around Linlin's willow waist, communicating in depth.

"That bastard came in and didn't knock?"

Seeing that the door was directly slammed open, good things were disturbed, and a look of displeasure flashed on the face of the swallow robe.

"It's me. ”

Ling Feng walked in as if no one was around, picked up a teacup, filled it with tea, and took a sip.

"You ......"

The person who broke in was a white-haired boy, Yan Pao was stunned for a moment, when he saw Ling Feng's face clearly, his anger turned into a sneer, pushed away Lin Lin in his arms, and said, "Ling Feng, what are you looking for me?"

"I'm going to enter the Tower of Babel. ”

Ling Feng said succinctly.

"Tomorrow is the annual freshman competition, you can wait until tomorrow and enter it with the freshmen of the academy. ”

Yan Pao frowned, and said, "Besides, the sea of suffering that is blocked in front of the Tower of Babel, you don't have the strength to survive it at all." ”

"I'm not waiting. ”

Ling Feng put down the empty teacup and said, "I will find a way to the bitter sea myself, in case something goes wrong, I will definitely not blame you." ”

"Then you should tell me what I'm going to do in Babel, right?"

Yan Pao's reluctant compromise.

In the face of Ling Feng, he only has the share of please.

"You don't need to know these things. ”

Ling Feng waved his hand and said, "You just need to tell me how to enter the Tower of Babel." ”

"At the end of the bitter sea, there is the Tower of Babel. ”

Yan Pao handed the key to enter the Tower of Babel to Ling Feng, and said, "This key contains the energy to open the door of the Tower of Babel, you can take it, remember to come back and return it to me." ”

"Dean, you have a good in-depth communication with this beauty, goodbye. ”

Ling Feng glanced at Linlin, who was blushing and panting, waved his hand at the swallow robe, and left in style.