Tu Gang and Zhan Wuqiu immediately looked at each other, and after a while, the two of them burst out in a foul language: "!

"No way, unless you give up 'breaking into the tower', otherwise, most of you will inevitably get involved in this kind of killing and fighting. Makino Hao said, looking at the Demon Slayer God, and suddenly asked, "Brother Extermination, I don't know if I'm interested, let's form a team, and it's good to help and support each other in the 'Tower of Babel'." ”

"Not interested. The Demon Slayer God didn't want to think about it, and directly refused, "The more people want me, the stronger I will become! ”

Mu Yehao smiled bitterly, and Tu Gang and Zhan Wuqiu also rolled their eyes helplessly.

They knew that it wasn't that the Demon Slayer looked down on them, but that this guy was born like this, and he was indifferent to things other than combat. Even if it's a friend, if it's something that has nothing to do with the fight, he'll treat you like air.

However, if you ask him to beat someone, kill someone or something, this genius kid who destroyed the family will help you deal with the trouble as soon as possible-

Killing ghosts and gods is such a person.

"Forget it, let's each pull a few more acquaintances and form a team, so that 'breaking into the tower' can be easier. Zhan Wuqiu said, "I think that Cai Xiudu of the Qilin God Domain is not bad, what do you think, Brother Muye?"

"Xiudu has a good character and can be trusted. Makino Hao nodded and said, "Anyone who is invited to join the team, regardless of cultivation and combat strength, first of all, must be trustworthy by everyone." Otherwise, at a critical time, if someone stabs you in the back, you will become a laughing stock. ”

"This is natural. Tu Gang and Zhan Wuqiu nodded at the same time.

"Brother Kill, are you still going to continue to look at the record?" asked Makino Hao.

The Demon Slayer God glanced at him, nodded, and said, "Since everyone has no intention of staying here, let's go out." ”

As he spoke, his fingers once again flicked on the "Five Academies Freshman Selection Qualification Star Order" on his chest, and the avenue formed by the convergence of starlight reappeared.

The four of them left the central square as if no one was around, and then the ghost destroyer nodded to the three of them, and they didn't know where they were going alone.

"Brother Tu, Brother Zhan, then let's go our separate ways. Makino Hao said to Tu Gang and Zhan Wuqiu.

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon, we will each take our people to the Makino Residence in this Ten Thousand Swords City to meet, and then go to the 'Tower of Babel' together. Zhan Wuqiu said, arched his hand, and strode away.

Tu Gang and Mu Yehao each nodded, and they also said goodbye, and each contacted a trustworthy friend.

Among the thirty-six main cities, there are not a few people who have similar guesses to Makino Hao.

After all, anyone who is qualified to enter this "dream realm" is not a person with outstanding talent and amazing talent.

In the thirty-six main cities, the undercurrent was suddenly surging, brewing, and about to explode in the "Tower of Babel".

Just when the ghost destroyer god left alone, and Mu Ye Hao, Tu Gang and Zhan Wuqiu ran separately to contact their trusted teammates, in the "Tower of Babel", Meng Siao also ushered in the most dangerous battle in his "Breaking the Tower".

"Damn! Sure enough, it's the rhythm of pit death! This fifty-first layer, the difficulty is not the same as the previous fifty layers, okay? Your sister's! Actually went directly to the spirit level puppet corps, this is to get the young master to death!" Meng Siao complained while complaining, but his body was as fast as a ghost, and the "Five Elements Dominating Sacred Law" had been used by him to the extreme, and with almost every breath, his body shape made more than two changes.

However, even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the five spirit level "dead" puppets.

If it weren't for the unexplained identification of the "Great Martial Venerable System", he would have died tragically in this fifty-first layer by now.

This layer of space is constructed of one dense forest after another, however, in this dense forest, there is a huge danger hidden everywhere.

One after another emperor-level formations, prohibitions and mechanisms, even if it is, among these emperor-level traps, there is actually a spirit level figure!

Moreover, the puppets at this level were directly replaced with "deceased" puppets that killed more and whose combat power could be increased infinitely, and the grades of these "deceased" puppets were all lower grades of the spirit level!

All the puppets of the spirit level! The "dead" of one water!

Even if it wasn't a "deceased" like someone who could "evolve itself", just the lineup of the all-spirit level was enough to torture a Zhou Tian Realm monk to death.

What's more, there are also ubiquitous formations, prohibitions, and mechanisms!

All of Meng Siao's nerves had been tensed to the extreme, and now, whether it was dodging the pursuit of the five spirit level "dead" puppets behind him, or beware of the ubiquitous formations, prohibitions, and mechanisms around him, he had to concentrate his attention.

He had to make a judgment in an instant, and this judgment, which was already almost an instinctive reaction, could not give him time to think.

Once there is a delay in judgment, or a mistake in judgment, then he will not have a second way except to fight the remaining "talismans" on his body, and gamble with these five spirit level puppets and the spirit level puppets that may appear in the future!

This moment is the most thrilling and exciting one since his debut, this moment of being shrouded in the pressure of death, unprecedented, stimulated his blood veins, and his whole face, because of extreme excitement, and a touch of flush appeared.

What is the speed of life and death, this is!

In this small world deep in the Origin Hall, the thin old man's eyes had widened.

If this was his normal reaction, he should be jumping to his feet and scolding the "little bastard", while hoping that the various means he had arranged at the beginning would torture this "little bastard" to death.

Now, however, he is giving people the feeling that he is being dumbfounded.

Not only him, but the other nine supreme powers sitting around this round table, whether it is Zhuo Bufan, the old man in black, or the old man with long eyebrows and shoulders, all have the same expressions, staring at the figure that is shuttling rapidly in the projection.

Even after Meng Siao showed off the "talisman", one of these supreme powers only gave an evaluation of "fifty layers of hope".

"Fifty floors are expected", which means that he will never be able to pass the fifty-first floor.

And this is not much different from Meng Siao's own judgment of himself. The only difference is that this Supreme Power knows what the fifty-first layer is, but Meng Siao doesn't.

In fact, his previous guess was right, the first thirty floors were all arranged by the thin old man, so that they could familiarize themselves with the "Breaking the Tower" mode and exercise their personal combat power;