"Roar!"

A demon beast shaped like a tiger rushed towards Song Ziyang.

He opened his bloody mouth, revealing his hideous fangs and spewing out a rich fishy breath, intending to devour him.

Song Ziyang didn't even move, and a domineering sword flashed beside him, splitting the tiger demon alive.

The Naha knife was not unsheathed, and the tiger demon was directly stoned to death.

Between the ruins of the second layer of the Tower of Babel, there are a lot of demon beasts, and their strength is far greater than that of the fierce beasts on the first layer, and they probably have the strength of the early stage of moving mountains.

And with such strength, it can't even pose much of a threat to Song Ziyang, let alone Chu Yidao, who is almost invincible in the same rank.

However, after all, the realm of this demon beast itself is higher than that of Song Ziyang, and if he wants to kill the other party, it will take a lot of effort.

The idea of battle is basically that all kinds of talismans come out together to trap and kill the opponent.

Chu Yidao was impatient to watch from the sidelines, and before he could exert his great power, he casually slapped the demon beast to death.

After that time, when he encountered a demon beast again, Song Ziyang basically made a move.

Although there are more talismans in the Naxu Ring now, there is no need to waste them casually, right?

An hour later, the two of them walked through the ruins of the wilderness and came to the outside of the palace.

The second floor of the entire Tower of Babel seems to be the ruins of an ancient city, but what makes people feel strange is that all the buildings have collapsed and become desolate ruins, but this one palace is miraculously well preserved!

The shape of the palace is very peculiar, the surrounding halls are extremely high, but the main hall in the middle is very low, like the central marshal tent guarded by countless tall barracks.

However, at the top of the central hall, there was a sharp, watchtower-like existence, shaped like a sharp sword, ready to pierce the sky.

The fog around was getting thicker and thicker, and the road and the altar in the distance were no longer visible, only the towering lighthouse, and there was still a faint halo.

Song Ziyang looked around, thoughtful.

In front of the gate of this palace, there are four huge stone pillars, each of which is hundreds of zhang high, and the pillars were originally carved with many demon beasts, but now they are mottled and cannot be seen clearly, only a few lines are left, outlining the ferocity and cruelty of the demon beasts.

Inside the stone pillars, there are two huge stone carvings, the carving techniques are extremely outstanding and lifelike.

The gate of the palace is bronze, I don't know if it is an ancient bronze forging, there is a strange giant painting carved on it, the gods and immortals kneel behind a figure that can't see what it looks like, the picture style is dark and gloomy, giving people an inexplicable depression.

The door is closed and has not yet been opened.

The whole building as a whole gives people an extremely strange feeling, which is uncomfortable to look at, and extremely awkward in my heart.

It's like, it's not like it's for the living......

"Grandma wants to demolish this palace!"

Chu Yidao's two heroic sword eyebrows frowned tightly, and said bluntly.

"If you cultivate to enhance two more realms, you won't be able to tear down this palace. Song Ziyang shook his head and said indifferently.

This palace has undergone ancient tribulations, withstood the erosion of hundreds of thousands of years, and has never collapsed, how could it be easily demolished by the martial cultivators of the Second Realm?

Chu Yidao's current cultivation and strength, Song Ziyang vaguely had a rough guess.

Her cultivation is also around the seventh or eighth heaven of the second realm of the Bingmen, and she can be invincible at the same level, thanks to the terror of the suspected holy soldier's overlord sword, as well as her own innate divine power.

The sword has the power to break the law, and it is a natural divine power, so it is really unreasonable to fight like this, especially the Yin Yang Warlock who basically relied on talismans to fight in the early stage, and she was really uncomfortable.

But Chu Yidao didn't believe in evil, she glanced at Song Ziyang with slanted eyes, snorted coldly, unsheathed the sword, turned around and slashed down at the pillar outside the palace gate.

"Don't-"

Song Ziyang spoke out to stop it, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

There was not even a trace left on the mottled and faded red pillar that had been eroded by time, but it released a terrifying anti-shock force outward.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Chu retreated outward more than ten zhang away with a knife in a row, and then he could stop, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking a little embarrassed.

But she is really heroic, her appearance is overwhelming, and even her embarrassed appearance is so heroic.

"Ha ......"

Song Ziyang saw that she was not injured, put her mind at ease, laughed silently, and hurriedly restrained the smile on her face, and said with serious concern: "My Chu Ye, are you okay?"

"I think you're mocking me?"

Chu Yidao squinted at him.

Song Ziyang keenly smelled the smell of danger - the invincible Chu Yidao did not call himself "aunt and grandmother", but called himself "I".

"No, how dare I? Touch my conscience and say that I really care about you!"

Song Ziyang caught a glimpse of a figure flickering in the distance, and hurriedly said, "Master Chu, someone is here." ”

"Humph!"

Chu Yidao heard that someone was coming, so he let him go, stood up slowly, put the sword on his shoulder, turned his head to look, and saw several figures, rushing towards this side, and in the blink of an eye, he came closer.

It was the Yin Fu Sect Qiu family and the Zhang family's Yin and Yang warlocks who came.

The two sides looked at each other.

"Master Chu, the speed is very fast. "The one who spoke was still the leader of the Zhang family before, a monk who moved the peak of the mountain.

Chu Yidao glanced at him and ignored him.

The leader of the Zhang family didn't care about this, glanced at the people who had no other forces around, smiled hesitantly, and continued: "Zhang Jiuling, the chief steward of the Zhang family in the Xia Yin Fu Gate, I don't know if I can discuss cooperation with Chu Ye?"

"No, you can't. ”

Chu Yidao simply refused.

Zhang Jiuling said with a smile: "Chu Ye, don't be busy refusing, listen to me carefully, you see the many forces present, my Yin Fumen Zhang family and Qiu family are united, basically the strongest party, if Chu Ye joins forces with us, then I think, the treasures in this palace, I am afraid that you and I have something in my pocket, I can call the shots, let ......"

"Grandma doesn't have time to listen to your nonsense, shut up!"

Chu Yidao interrupted him impatiently, "It's good to snatch the treasures according to their abilities, why are there so many bullshit things?"

"Since Chu Ye has no intention of cooperating, then that's it, but if there is a conflict between my Zhang family and the Qiu family and Chu Ye, I hope to show mercy to my subordinates. ”

Zhang Jiuling's city was deep enough, and he still smiled and said indifferently.

But the other yin and yang sorcerers of the Zhang family and the Qiu family behind him were different, one by one, full of righteous indignation, their faces full of anger, and their eyes were about to erupt with flames.

They are all people with eyes above the top on weekdays, not to mention walking sideways in Qingzhou, and they don't dare to provoke them easily.

It's just that each of them knows Chu Yidao's strength, and they have all seen Chu Yidao slash the little young master and the strong man of the Gaoyang family in Haicheng with their own eyes, and they dare not speak out at this moment.

At this time, it seemed that many monks were coming in the distance.

Song Ziyang didn't delay any longer, glanced at them, walked quickly to the front of the bronze giant gate, and slowly pushed with the power of yin and yang.

Squeak.

He barely used much strength, and the seemingly heavy bronze door slowly moved, and soon revealed a gap that could be passed through by one person.

And at the moment when the bronze gate opened, the speed at which the fog around him became thicker suddenly intensified.

He knew in his heart that the lighthouses on the six altars had been lit, and his other speculation was also becoming true.

He dodged into it, and Chu Yidao followed closely with a tacit understanding.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiuling was naturally not to be left behind, and with a greeting, a group of people also rushed into the palace.

The monk who approached not far away, after seeing this scene through the gradually thickening mist, also hurriedly increased his speed and rushed towards him.

If you enter the palace first, you will be the first to seize the opportunity and obtain the treasure, who is willing to lag behind?

Song Ziyang entered this palace and found that the corridors were circuitous, there were many rooms, and it was impossible to search for them in a short time, and through the introduction that the master gave him, he knew that the best treasures were on a platform in the main hall in the middle.

"After the bronze giant gate is opened, the magic circle here will be touched, we will have about two hours to find the treasure, and when the time is up, we should be sent out of the Tower of Babel by the magic circle!"

Song Ziyang whispered to Chu Yidao, "Time is very limited, let's go directly to the main hall to find the altar, my master said that he only had time to take away the detonator bottle at that time, and didn't bring anything else, let's hurry up and search for it." ”

Chu Yidao naturally had no opinion, and bowed slightly.

So the two of them ignored the many rooms on both sides, and went straight through the corridor, heading straight into the depths of the palace.

Zhang Jiuling looked at the backs of the two of them, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "Let the others search the rooms in these side halls, Brother Qiu, let's go to the main hall." ”

A taciturn middle-aged man in the Qiu family nodded and did not speak.

Both of them are old foxes, how can they not see the thoughts of Song Ziyang and Chu Yidao?

Under the arrangement of the two, the rest of the Qiu family and the Zhang family began to search the side hall in search of treasures, while the two of them quickly chased after Song Ziyang and Chu Yidao.

"I heard that your Qiu family's Yeqing, Qiu Zhanlong and other elites are all concentrated near Caocheng, this Babel Tower is open, why didn't they come over?" Zhang Jiuling asked casually.

"They are all entangled in things, and they can't get out for the time being!" the middle-aged man of the Qiu family replied succinctly.

Zhang Jiuling smiled, his eyes flickered, a suspicious look flashed, and he said, "Hey, what could be more important than the treasure in this Tower of Babel?"

This time, the middle-aged man of the Qiu family fell silent directly and stopped talking.

The suspicion in Zhang Jiuling's eyes was even stronger, but if the other party didn't say it, he couldn't do anything.

The Qiu family has been mysterious recently, and they don't know what they are planning, but now that the Tower of Babel is open, they haven't sent any decent masters over.

He secretly decided in his heart that after he went out, he would find out what the Qiu family was up to.

At the same time, a large number of monks who had descended from the first floor poured into the palace.

In the side hall, the sound of fighting and killing has already begun to come out.