Tower of Babel, the hundredth floor of the world.

In this land of the world, there is a vast sea, this vast sea... At first glance, the water is dark and turbid.

Calm to... Near-dead silence.

In this endless sea, not even a small wave has risen.

The smell of water, emitted like a stinking ditch, is disgusting to ask.

There are three people, carrying cultivation, walking cautiously on this sea water.

These three people were three of the inner disciples of the thirteen people outside the Tower of Babel before.

At this moment, these three people are all frowning...

For everything strange around them, from the moment they entered this world, the three of them did not relax their vigilance.

Suddenly, at this very moment!

Behind the three of them, the water surface, which was originally calm to almost dead silence, exploded in an instant!

The black water rises from the sky and sets off huge waves!

In the midst of this wave, there was a huge black shadow, which came out in an instant, directly devouring these three people!

The three of them didn't have time to make a sound.

It disappeared above the surface of the sea.

It's just a breath away, and it's so fast, it's staggering.

After that, this black water sea surface... It returned to calm, to dead silence, and there was no more sound, not half a point different from before.

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"What the hell is this place, there is no one in it!"

There is a woman, holding a sword in her hand, walking alone in a ruined ancient city.

I couldn't help but curse it out...!

Everything here is extremely secluded.

At this moment, whew~~!

As if something, a dark shadow... Dangling in front of the woman's eyes, with the cultivation of this woman's immortal realm, she couldn't find half a trace of that shadow!

Xiu's eyebrows frowned, and he was even more shocked!

"Who is sneaky, there is a kind of face-to-face battle!"

The woman looked around and drank in a condensed voice, but only after this drink.

Suddenly, a sense of life and death crisis surged up in the woman's heart!

Sharp turn!

In the woman's eyes, a huge black shadow appeared, and this black shadow... Cover up half the sky!

Dark shadows, swoop down in an instant!

The next moment.

The woman was completely unconscious.

And in the ruins of this ancient city, the figure of the woman also completely disappeared from it.

Dead silence, eternal dead silence!

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A dark forest.

"The hundredth floor? Are you saying that the Tower of Babel has the hundredth floor? This is absolutely impossible, the ninety-nine floors of the Tower of Babel are the determination of ancient times, how can there be the hundredth floor? ”

Dao Yue opened his mouth in a condensed voice, with a bit of surprise and suspicion in his tone.

Previously, Murong Xue told Dao Yue what she knew about the legend of Babel Tower.

The hundredth layer, the undead, the leader, the Yue.

Every word was like a thunderbolt exploding in Dao Yue's heart.

In the hearts of the disciples of the One Sword God Sect, the Tower of Babel is just a place of trial.

And those indestructible black spirits are the bodies of phantom spirits molded by the elders in the door.

At least...

All along, the explanation of the Tower of Babel inside the gate has always been like this.

For hundreds of millions of years, the One Sword God Sect has replaced dozens of generations of sect masters, and the explanation of this Babel Tower has always been like this.

And for this explanation, so far.

The disciples of the One Sword Divine Sect have been passed down from generation to generation, and no one has ever doubted it!

Obviously, Dao Yue is also one of these many disciples.

Hearing Murong Xue's words, the first thought that popped up in his heart was disbelief.

But if you don't believe it, you don't believe it, what Murong Xue said.

No matter from which angle you analyze it, you can completely explain all this.

The best evidence...

At this moment, the situation the two are in!

This world!

"Babel Tower, or more accurately, the Lock Spirit Tower, rumors about this tower, I saw it in an ancient book handed down by the clan, this ancient book was written by my ancestors themselves, and I think my ancestors would not write some vain words on this ancient book. ”

Murong Xue said in a condensed voice, she was not surprised by Dao Yue's expression.

If she hadn't stumbled upon the ancient book, she wouldn't have believed it.

But...

She had to believe...!

Her ancestor, Murong Jing... The sixth of the thirteen guards of the Desolate Emperor!

Fall in that rebellion!

He had no reason to doubt what his ancestors had told him in that ancient book.

"If it is according to what Senior Sister Murong said, in this world, there is a Yue that once rivaled the Desolate Emperor?"

Dao Yue's brows furrowed tightly...

If this is the case, he really hopes that what Murong Xue said is false!

Rival the Emperor of the Waste... What a presence that is!

It is tantamount to announcing the death sentence of his people!

"That's right. ”

Murong Xue didn't refute, she nodded directly!

And at this moment...

In the sky of this dark forest, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared.

This black shadow has been covered for a long time!

"Not good!"

Murong Xue and Dao Yue were all in their hearts, looked at each other, and just wanted to make a move...

The next moment, he was overwhelmed by this black shadow.

Silent...

Disappear completely!

The entire dark forest was restored to calm.

There is no sound at all.

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"Brother Yan, is this wilderness wind pointing to, is it the exit?"

"Brother Yan, your previous posture of killing the black spirit is simply superb!"

"Brother Yan, can you tell Feng Mou Er, what is the name of the sword in your hand?"

"Brother Yan..."

“......”

In the wilderness rocks, Yan Feng walked in front, and Feng Le followed Yan Feng's pace closely, asking questions step by step, it was simply a god.

However, Yan Feng didn't pay any attention to this abundance, and just followed the direction of the wilderness wind and walked slowly.

In addition to the three zhang behind the two, Yu Jiao and Xiao Tuanzi followed, always maintaining a distance of three zhang, not more than a minute, not less than a foot.

"Gillian, why don't you follow... Why do we have to stay so far away from Senior Brother Na Yan? Look at Senior Brother Na Feng, there is a man in the family, and he has a dead face. ”

Xiao Tuanzi pulled Gillian's arm and said incomprehensibly.

Yu Jiao looked at the Yan Feng in front of her... She didn't want to keep up.

She wished she was only a stone's throw away from the wind, but... She didn't dare, she was afraid.

It's not that I'm afraid that Yan Feng will blame myself, but I'm afraid of my own emotions.

And at this moment...

The wind in front of him stopped slightly.

The sword in his hand, standing horizontally in front.

In front of him, the wilderness and rocky land, at this moment, the ground began to crack violently, and endless wind and sand began to sweep up!

Yan Feng's heart...

The feeling before, the hatred that came from this world.

It's getting thicker and thicker!

Feng Le, who was beside him, saw this scene, and also closed his mouth that kept asking.

Yu Jiao and Xiao Tuanzi behind them also hurriedly trotted up and followed closely behind Yan Feng.

Wind and sand, swept ...

But in an instant, the four of them were completely engulfed in it!

(End of chapter)