Outside the small tea stall at the south gate of Wushuang City, Meng Siao saw the middle-aged monk who called himself "Frost Master" at a glance, and at this time, this guy was holding the dry tobacco pole, cocking Erlang's legs and swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

It's just that at the first glance, Meng Siao noticed something unusual.

He couldn't tell where this strange feeling came from, so he summoned the illusory screen of the "Great Martial Venerable System", and at a glance, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"This is really a great Dao technique to use lazily. He shook his head, ignored the knockoff, and walked straight to the other side.

A ripple of spatial power spread, but when these ripples touched his body, a starlight flashed on the "Five Academies Freshman Selection Qualification Star Order" on his chest, and then this ripple passed through his body, and it did not have any effect on him.

"Huh, you actually came in by yourself?" The middle-aged monk was sitting on the bench, just like the knock-off made by Taoism outside, he was swallowing clouds and spitting fog with Erlang's legs, and he sensed that someone had entered, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Meng Siao after the makeover, and he was stunned for a moment, and his face couldn't help but show a very surprised look.

Meng Siao smiled and didn't explain anything.

The middle-aged monk didn't ask, just knocked the dry tobacco stick in his hand, stood up, and asked, "Ready?"

"Pretty much. Meng Siao nodded.

"Then go inside. The middle-aged monk pointed to the spatial passage, "Don't force it, it's the first time, it's time to familiarize yourself with the environment." Anyway, it's only two million 'star points', and you have at least two more chances." ”

Meng Si smiled arrogantly, didn't answer his words, arched his hand to him, and then stepped directly into this spatial passage.

When he didn't enter this spatial passage, in an instant, the power of space began to crumble, and the entrance of this spatial passage, in the blink of an eye, had shrunk to the size of a fist, and then, like a piece of glass, the whole shattered and turned into countless spatial fragments, merging into the surrounding space.

"This kid was able to find it by himself, and I don't know if he was blind. The middle-aged monk watched the spatial passage collapse, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

However, he didn't think much about it, seeing that the spatial passage had completely collapsed, he patted his ass at the moment, and with a wave of his big hand, he directly removed this invisible light mask constructed by the power of the rules of the "Dream Realm".

In an instant, the distraction he had formed with smoke and the tea stall collapsed at the same time, and they reverted to their previous appearance, as if nothing had happened.

The middle-aged monk was still sitting in the old place, smoking a dry cigarette, crossing Erlang's legs, looking like he was waiting for business to come to his door.

This space passage is not long, from the entrance to the exit, it is only a hundred and ten meters, and Meng Siao quickly walked out of it.

Suddenly, a vast space opened up in front of him.

This space is the same as the "realm" where the "black market" is located, and there is no breath of heaven and earth aura at all.

Moreover, compared to the noisy "black market", this space can only be described by the word "dead silence".

In the vast space, you can't see any scenery, and when you enter the eye, there is only a bluestone road under your feet, which leads straight into the distance.

This bluestone road is only a zhang xu wide, it seems to be engraved with some kind of prohibition, anyway, Meng Siao tried to step on it, and the power was transmitted, but it was completely unable to cause even a little damage to the masonry on this road, let alone damage, not even the seal left half a point.

Except for this bluestone road, which is a few feet wide, there is nothing else to see in his field of vision.

There is no difference between heaven and earth here, front and back, left and right, up and down, in all directions, everywhere is a reckless and pale white, even if a monk is lost in it, he will completely lose his sense of direction.

Probably, it was out of this concern that the power of the Tower of Babel in this "realm" would be used to open up such a bluestone path with the prohibition, lest a candidate like him who could enter the tower of heaven not be found anywhere, and the secret room would be in this space.

"The 'realm' of what we do is really a wonderful existence. Feeling the desolation in this space, Meng Siao couldn't help but amuse himself while walking along this bluestone road, "This 'realm' is probably the small world bred in the big world, but this 'realm', not only does it not have a little heaven and earth aura, but even the power of the five elements can't be felt, and it is inevitably a little too desolate." The 'realm' where the 'black market' is located, although there is no heaven and earth aura, and the power of the five elements is not complete, but it is always a little, this place is simply a dead land, no wonder there is a white expanse everywhere, and you can't even see a single weed......"

He walked forward as he spoke, even if there was this bluestone road as a guide, but in such a desolate and dead space, if you stay too long, it is easy to lose the concept of "time".

Fortunately, however, it didn't take long for the outline of a giant tower to appear in his field of vision, except for the ubiquitous void.

This huge tower, incomparably majestic, reaches to the sky, and the top of the tower cannot be seen at a glance.

If the middle-aged monk hadn't told him that this majestic building was a "tower", he would have thought it was a majestic "city" that reached heaven at first sight!

Soon, Meng Siao came to the Babel Tower.

At such close proximity, he felt more and more the grandeur and grandeur of the building. In this dead space, it is like a real Optimus Pillar, supporting the sky and the earth here, separating the original chaos and harmony.

Babel Tower, this name is too humble, if Meng Siao were asked to name this majestic building, he would replace the word "tower" with the word "city"!

This is clearly the city of Babel!

Meng Siao circled around the tower, and it took him almost a stick of incense in just one circle. Although there is no power of the Five Elements here, it is impossible for him to use the Five Elements to dominate the origin of the Holy Law to shrink the ground into inches, but with his body method, even if he goes around the Jingshi of Dali quickly, it will not take a stick of incense, which shows how majestic this "Tower of Babel" is.

Returning to the bluestone road again, in the direction of this road, there are two gates as high as three or four floors, and there are bursts of fluctuations in the power of space from the gates, even if you don't call out the illusory screen of the "Great Martial Venerable System", Meng Siao can also see that these two outrageously high gates themselves are inlaid with an extremely powerful space array.