The entrance of the Broken Soul Cliff is the same as before, the wind is howling, and the sky is blazing. [Burning Library] []／／／

Ling Feng's cultivation is not what it used to be, these Gangfeng Heavenly Flames naturally can't help him, he didn't even use his vitality to resist, and directly used the strong defensive power of his physical body to pass through the Heavenly Fire area.

At the end of the cliff, the top of the high mountain, the cliff is like a forest, and the two thousands of cliffs are like a ghostly axe, which is bent by someone, forming an arch.

Further on, there is the sea of suffering.

Ling Feng had thought about it, this time his destination was the Tower of Babel, not to come to the bitter sea to train, so he directly sacrificed the quicksand boat, turned into rolling yellow sand, and flew towards the end of the bitter sea.

The bitter sea is full of absorption power all the time, pulling the quicksand boat into the bitter sea, fortunately, the quicksand boat is a flying spiritual weapon, as long as you add some more yuan beads and speed up, you can get rid of this pulling force.

The speed of the quicksand boat was very fast, but this bitter sea really seemed to have no end, Ling Feng flew from day to night, and it took hundreds of yuan beads to reach the end.

Fortunately, Ling Feng had the foresight, and when he left the Danmeng rudder, he went to Master Changfeng to ask for five hundred yuan beads, otherwise he would fall into a situation where it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

At the end of the bitter sea is a flat, mountain-like square.

The square is surrounded by towering cliffs, and in between, four ordinary rooms and thick iron pillars support a huge tower-like building, which submerges into the clouds.

Under the iron pillar, Ling Feng raised his head high, his gaze extended to the limit, and at this time, he was like an ant, deeply feeling his insignificance.

Feeling emotional, Ling Feng came back to his senses, his eyes swept around, and he found that on the edge of the four iron pillars, there were climbing frames similar to steps, and he immediately climbed there without hesitation.

After climbing about a hundred meters to a height, what appeared in Ling Feng's sight was an ancient bronze gate.

The door exuded a ripple of energy, with the mottled smell of time, and the surface was rusty, as if it had not been opened for thousands of years.

Ling Feng took out the energy key given by the swallow robe and stuffed it into the door hole, the dense lines on the surface of the bronze gate lit up, and then the door made a heavy 'squeak' sound, and slowly opened.

Ling Feng's figure flashed, and he slipped in, and it was pitch black inside the gate, and dozens of feet away, an energy vortex appeared in Ling Feng's sight.

Ling Feng knew that this energy vortex was somewhat similar to the teleportation array, and could send people somewhere on the first floor of the Tower of Babel at will.

After his body was swallowed by the energy vortex, Ling Feng felt that the sky was spinning, and his whole person was groggy, and it was about a quarter of an hour before this dizzy feeling stopped.

Ling Feng opened his eyes and found himself in a hazy world.

There are mountains and rivers in this world, and it doesn't seem desolate, but what surprised Ling Feng a little was that the spatial barrier seemed to be very weak, like the reflection of water, and there were circles of spatial ripples all the time.

Ling Feng's figure was slightly distorted under the fluctuations of the spatial ripples, like a scene reflected in the Haha Realm.

Ling Feng originally thought that the area of the first floor of the Tower of Babel would not be too large, after all, it was a tower, so he didn't expect it to be an independent space.

The Venerable of the Creation Realm can open up an independent space, and the strong man who built the Tower of Babel will definitely surpass the Creation Realm in cultivation, which is comparable to Ling Feng in the previous life.

Right now, Ling Feng was a little embarrassed, his goal was to find the entrance to the second floor of the Tower of Babel, and the first layer created by this Creation Realm Venerable had a large space, just like an ordinary small city, and it was a little tricky to find the entrance in a short period of time.

However, the space created by man is somewhat different from the space formed by nature.

That's the fluctuation of vitality.

Whichever place has the most violent fluctuations in vitality is the entrance to the second layer.

Ling Feng's perception is far beyond others, and his experience and experience are not something that ordinary people can imitate, and if he wants to find the entrance to the second layer, it will only take a little more effort and feet, and it will not be difficult for him.

Ling Feng walked slowly, through the green grass, and came to a maple forest, the woods, the maple leaves are flying, beautiful, like a yellow world.

Suddenly, Ling Feng caught a strange energy fluctuation, he raised his head, looked ahead, and found that there were seven shelves in front of him.

These seven shelves stand in a straight line, up to seven or eight feet, and the frame body is made of rare special crystals, and looking along the frame body, it is a golden drum.

The golden drum surface looks very different, with a circle of energy ripples, like a mirror flower and a moon, but it exudes a mysterious atmosphere of 'Tao' all the time.

The breeze blows, the drum surface vibrates gently, making a buzzing sound, sometimes like flowing water, sometimes like a storm, sometimes like thousands of troops fighting......

Although Ling Feng was a little good at these seven-sided drums, but now that Ling Xue's life was hanging by a thread, he naturally wouldn't waste inconsequential time.

Just as he raised his foot and wanted to cross the seven-sided drum, suddenly, several large golden characters appeared in the first drum.

"The seven-sided heavenly drum, is the old man spent his life to build, each side contains a kind of mystery, all students of the Shenwu Academy, enter the Tower of Babel, must pass this level, if you can beat the seven-sided heavenly drum at the same time, it is an immortal material, can ensure the longevity of the Shenwu Academy. ”

The golden words were distorted, lit up for about a few breaths, and dissipated.

Ling Feng stared at the words that appeared on the first bell and drum line, and came to his senses.

The eight-layer 'moves' of the Mortal Realm are the process of comprehending the mysteries of the seven heavens and earths of the moves, and these seven-sided bells and drums must have been created by the dean of a certain class of the Shenwu Academy, so that students can comprehend the mysteries of the seven heavens and earths.

If the legend is true, the second-layer Babel Tower really buried the corpses of tens of millions of powerhouses, it must be extremely dangerous, Ling Feng plans to take some effort and cultivate the sevenfold mystery of the moves here.

This will also give Ling Feng more chances to save his life.

The eight layers of the Mortal Realm, the moves, are divided into seven kinds of mysteries, one for each epiphany, and the moves that are struck contain a little more of the power of heaven and earth.

"The first layer of the mystery of the move is about the rules. ”

Ling Feng muttered, "I have already had an epiphany in this realm in my life, and now I can have an epiphany as long as I am familiar with it." ”

Ling Feng began to perform the Thunder Fist technique that he had cultivated in his previous life.

The fist technique is like thunder, and with each punch, the air will convey a burst of crackling sounds.

Ling Feng's movements became faster and faster, his fists brought up a burst of afterimages, and the aura in his body was like a fierce horse galloping, passing through his skin and emitting in the air.

When Ling Feng's fist technique reached its most powerful, it flew up, punching and bombarding the first bell and drum, and the thunder roared, and the energy condensed face drum immediately shattered inch by inch, turning into nothingness.

Ling Feng fell to the ground and took a deep breath.

The energy condensed on the drum surface dissipated, which meant that Ling Feng had comprehended the first layer of the mysteries of the move.

This is not true, Ling Feng has a thousand years of experience, he has comprehended this realm in his previous life, and now he is just going back to the old path.