Outside the Tower of Babel, there are people coming one after another...

Not long after, just a small half-pillar of incense, outside, there were more than a dozen people gathered here.

These people, except for a few inner disciples, are the core disciples of the One Sword God Sect.

However, it is not surprising that only the core disciples have the courage to come here to explore this enchantment.

After all, being able to reach the core disciples, cultivation is the existence of the Immortal Realm.

The immortal realm is already a realm that has been deepened to the spiritual realm.

Heavenly Sage, the physical body exists in a trace that can be remodeled and immortal.

Eternity, the soul is destroyed in a wisp that can be reunited and reborn!

Immortal... Even if all the physical and spiritual bodies are destroyed, as long as there is still a part of the spirit in the world, it can be restored to its original state.

Because of the powerful rebirth power of the Immortal Realm, so... Only these core disciples had the courage to come to this enchantment to take a look.

What's more, this is the hinterland of the One Sword Divine Sect, and within the mountain gate, there are many desolate realm elders, so they don't have to worry about safety at all.

And at the moment...

In the Tower of Babel.

In the first layer, many black spirits knelt on the ground.

Trembling and trembling, the fear of death haunts the heart of every black spirit!

Yan Feng stands in the center of this world.

The person these black spirits worship is Yan Feng!

In his mind, Yan Feng recalled the previous scene.

Sword Qi Vertical...

In that sword aura, only the aura at the whirlpool of his dantian was added, which was able to wipe out all these black spirits!

Thorough... Obliterate!

Sweeping over these black spirits, Yan Feng had already lost interest in them.

This first-layer black spirit is obviously not his opponent.

Yan Feng's heart... I also want to give it a try, what kind of strength can I get to my ancestral god cultivation and Heavenly Saint Body, and in this Babel Tower, I can rush to the first few layers.

Tilt your head slightly, looking at the whirlpool above this world.

The figure turned into a sword light and disappeared into the whirlpool in an instant.

When Yan Feng's figure submerged into that whirlpool.

Babel, the light of the first layer dissipates, while the second... It's lit up.

The land outside the tower.

Including Murong Xue, the ten core disciples and the three inner disciples all changed their faces slightly.

The second floor of the Tower of Babel lit up.

This Tower of Babel, the thirteen of them, have all broken through, and most of them have an understanding of the process and the strength of each layer.

At this moment, on the edge of the Black Enchantment.

Yu Jiao, Xiao Tuanzi, the two looked at each other, and they both took a deep breath.

"Gillian, do you really want to go in..."

Originally, he was about to step in, but Xiao Tuanzi suddenly shrank again, looked at Yu Jiao and asked aloud.

"Hmm... Yes!"

Yu Jiao, looking at Xiao Tuanzi's eyes, nodded heavily.

"Well... Alright!"

Little group, close your eyes, grit your teeth...

The two of them held hands and stepped directly into this black enchantment.

I thought it would be blocked by something, but it was easy and I came in directly.

But... After coming in.

Yu Jiao looked at this day, in this black enchantment, the sky was dark and lightless, revealing a gloomy and desolate meaning.

"Gillian... I, we can't get out!"

Just as Yu Jiao was looking at the scene in this enchantment, the little group beside her suddenly had a little panic in her voice.

I saw the little ball slapping at this black enchantment...

The enchantment, which originally seemed to be nothing, could be stepped in directly from the outside.

But from this... But it is like an iron wall, and it can't get out at all.

"Little Tuanzi, let's keep walking. ”

Yu Jiao sank into her heart, she had already guessed this situation in her heart.

Xiao Tuanzi had no choice, although he was afraid, he couldn't get out now, so he could only move on.

The two, arm in arm, began to continue in the direction of the Tower of Babel.

One Sword God Sect, the land of the inner sanctum.

Qiao Yang was alone in this hall, walking back and forth, with a dignified look on his face.

He thought of a lot of things, but... I just can't get into this barrier.

At this moment, a figure in the hall condensed, it was Bingchang.

"How's it going?"

As soon as Bing Changfang appeared, he asked.

Qiao Yang stopped, looked at Bingchang, and then sighed.

"Brother Bingchang, old man, I have tried all the methods, but I can't get into the enchantment. ”

Bingchang couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

Qiao Yang... But it's the realm of the desolate eight.

This kind of realm, except for the Three Firmaments and Six God Emperors, is basically an invincible existence.

But at this moment, I can't even enter an enchantment.

If this is said, no one will believe it.

"Although the old man can't enter, the disciples in the sect can. ”

Qiao Yang paused slightly, and continued: "This enchantment only imprisons the monks of the Wasteland Realm, and under the Wasteland, they can enter. ”

Bingchang, hearing this, frowned.

"The Divine Emperor has ordered me to tell you that the matter of the Tower of Babel must not be spread to the outside world, especially the Lord of the Vault. ”

"The old man has already arranged this matter, so you can rest assured. ”

Qiao Yang stroked his beard: "As soon as there was a vision in the Tower of Babel, the old man sent someone to block the entire mountain gate, and externally, it was a major adjustment within the sect, and it would definitely not arouse Luo Li's suspicion." ”

"That's fine. ”

Bingchang nodded.

"Brother Qiao, let's continue to discuss how to solve this matter of Babel. ”

"Okay, Brother Bingchang, please take a seat. ”

With that, the two sat down opposite each other and began to discuss how to break the barrier...

Both of them knew it.

The Tower of Babel, whether it exists or not, will the black spirit inside come out of the Tower of Babel?

Even if it was the legendary Yue that was sealed by the Emperor of the Wasteland...... Will it break the seal?

It's not their primary concern!

What they are worried about is the safety of the wind!

It's the safety of the young emperor!

The presence of the harsh wind... The existence of the Young Emperor is for the entire Holy Domain, and for the many desolate people who have been waiting for three eras.

For Chaos...

are all vital existences!

Tower of Babel, 2nd floor.

Yan Feng's figure appeared in the center of this world.

Here, it's no different from the first layer.

The same gray sky, bleak wind.

In the sky, a whirlpool swirled.

And all around, there were countless black spirits surging up.

In their eyes, there is endless hatred!

Trapped in this Tower of Babel for dozens of epochs, but it is immortal and immortal... That pain of being bound!

Yan Feng, the sword in his hand, slowly appeared.

This time, he didn't plan to use the power of the dantian vortex.

He's ready to give it a try... With your true strength, you can break through to the first floor!

Or rather... In this Tower of Babel, can you break through!

The ancestral god cultivates, in this holy realm, it is really... Too weak!

Looking at it from afar, it's just three breaths, and the wind is severe... It is to be overwhelmed by countless black spirits!

The next moment, the sword qi crisscrossed the second layer of this Babel Tower!

(End of chapter)