Of course, it doesn't mean that the team formed because of this is not the object he wanted to screen at the beginning, because, according to his original layout design, starting from the fifty-first floor, even if it is a demonic existence, it is absolutely impossible to break through on his own!

In other words, from this level, it is only by holding together that it is possible to move forward and move on to the next level.

Then, the teleportation circle on the fiftieth layer of Meng Si Aotong Guò came to the fifty-first layer.

All the supreme powers were ready to watch him drink hatred in this layer, but it had been a full half hour, and in the projection, Meng Siao still maintained the speed he had when he first encountered the enemy, and he was still shuttling non-stop in the dense forests where the terrain was extremely complex and full of various formations, prohibitions and mechanisms!

Behind him, the five "deceased" puppets were still like appendages, biting him tightly, and they would never give up until they crushed him.

However, this is not the real reason for the shock of these Supreme Powers, they are so nervous that they stare at the projection for a moment, the most fundamental reason is-

In this half an hour, Meng Siao's almost instinctive judgment has not been on a business trip at all!

In this half an hour, he made more than 1,100 judgments, and however, none of these 1,100 judgments were wrong, and all of them were to keep him moving in the best direction.

Of these more than 1,100 judgments, there were 200 times, if he chose another direction, he would either be chased and killed by a team of spirit level "dead" puppets, or he would fall into a death place full of formations, prohibitions, and mechanisms - in short, that is to say, if he did not choose the path he was taking now in these 200 judgments, then even if he had another 200 lives, he would now be in the 51st layer.

Among the more than 1,100 judgments, there were nearly 700 times, and his instinctive judgment made him choose the route that was most beneficial to him, only these routes, there were no traps such as zài formations, prohibitions, and traps nearby, and there would be no spirit level puppet teams patrolling back and forth.

These nine hundred choices alone are enough to make anyone stunned and can't believe their eyes. However, that's not all!

Of his more than 1,100 judgments, the remaining 200 judgments are what really make these Supreme Powers unbelievable.

These two hundred judgments, each of them, were made in the area full of organs, formations, and prohibitions, and each judgment made him directly choose the glimmer of life in the nine deaths!

Even the thin old man himself couldn't scold when he saw for the third time that he had chosen the route that completely avoided a qiē mechanism, formation, and prohibition.

However, he made such a choice a total of two hundred times, without exception, all of them were the glimmer of life in the nine deaths.

Half an hour, more than 1,100 judgments and choices, without exception, without exception!

If this is luck, then even the old man in black can't imagine how strong the luck of this young man in the projection is!

But if it's not luck,

How could this not be luck!

Except for the thin old man who arranged this qiē himself, even if the other nine of them entered the fifty-first floor of this "Tower of Babel", they didn't dare to say that they could do this. If you want them to clear the customs, it is even easier than eating and drinking, and with a wave of your hand, even if you destroy the entire "Tower of Babel", it is not a problem.

But if they want to make the same expression as Meng Siao in these more than 1,100 choices and judgments, this is an unknown answer.

In the projection, Meng Siao is still traveling quickly.

The five spirit level "dead" puppets behind him, every time they were about to catch up with him, they would be forced back again by two or three "talismans" that were just a dozen or so, and they couldn't really get close to him, and there was no way to really cause even a little damage to him.

Moreover, as time passed little by little, between this pursuit and escape, Meng Siao's actions gradually began to become more comfortable.

"The absolute pressure has accelerated the speed of his 'spirit transformation'!" Seeing this, an old man finally let out a long breath and couldn't help but exclaim, "It seems that this fifty-first layer can't trap him anymore!"

"It's a pity that the consumption of his 'talisman' is too huge, I'm afraid it is not enough for his body's 'spirit transformation' speed to support it to adapt to the battle rhythm of the fifty-second layer. Another old man spoke slowly.

"However, being able to break through this fifty-first layer with the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm is already a miracle in itself. One of the three beautiful women spoke, "This young man, in terms of luck, talent, and means, is not trivial! ”

The thin old man snorted, and said very unpleasantly: "Not only this year, even if you look at the history of the five major academies, there are very few people who can compare with him! If this kid doesn't die and fall halfway, he will definitely be a human immortal in the future." ”

"It's up to his luck. The old man in black said, sighing, "The previous 'Xiaoyao' was also a genius like him, but unfortunately, after entering the Void God Ruins that time, he completely lost his voice, and I don't know if he fell or is still alive." ”

"The individual has a personal destiny. Zhuo Bufan said, "Although I am a surpassing immortal being, I can't know everything, let him go with the flow." ”

After a pause, he opened his mouth and said to the old man in black: "Inform 'Xiao Ru' and let her secretly send the task scroll of the 'Secret of the Spirit World' to him in a form that will not make him suspicious." ”

The old man in black was stunned: "He is still in the 'Spirit' stage, is this too early?"

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes and said: "I didn't let her send it now, tell her, design it cleverly, don't let this kid see the flaws! This kid, the goblin, the goblin, is not good, let him notice something, everyone is waiting to be slapped in the face by him." ”

"Damn! Lao Tzu personally arranged it this time!" The thin old man shouted, "Don't call that girl to design, with her wisdom, she can't suppress this thief boy at all, and Lao Tzu must go out himself!"

Zhuo Bufan smiled: "You guy, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face again?"

"I didn't expect to make such an exception to him at the time, and now, since I know it, how can I still be slapped in the face!" said the thin old man with confidence.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Bufan didn't say anything more, nodded, and handed over this matter to him.

At this time, in the "Tower of Babel", although Meng Siao finally adapted to the rhythm of the battle on the fifty-first floor, and in the perseverance of the five spirit level "dead" puppets, he found the teleportation circle leading to the fifty-second floor, but he originally only had less than half of the "talismans" left, and in the pursuit of these five "dead" puppets, he was almost consumed.