After nearly ten days of life-and-death struggle, the 4,000 places to enter the Tower of Babel were finally settled. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The moment the formation was lifted, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if there was a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe. Even Liang Ming couldn't help but shudder a little when he thought of the cruelty and madness in the dungeon.

Those who won the last place were overjoyed and congratulated that they had won the last chance. Of course, some people are happy and some people are worried, and nearly eighty or ninety thousand people have been buried in the underground palace forever, and they can no longer see the sunlight outside.

Liang Ming and the others obtained four places, plus the five places that they originally asked for from Emperor Li Xuan of the Great Zhou, and the Star Picking Tower already had nine places, which fully met expectations.

Song Qingdeng and the others were also relieved to see Liang Ming and them come out safely. Presumably, this period of time is also a lot of suffering for them.

"Let's go back!" Everything has settled, and Liang Ming doesn't want to stay in Wuxiang Square anymore, after all, the date of the opening of the Tower of Babel is getting closer and closer, even if Liang Ming is full of confidence in himself, he has to make some preparations in advance.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, and the people in Wuxiang Square had dispersed one after another, they lost interest for a while, so they decided to return to the Star Picking Tower.

"I want to go, no way!"

Seeing that Liang Ming and the others were about to leave Wuxiang Square, dozens of people suddenly surrounded them, all of them fierce and vicious. The leader was a young man with a dark vulture, and although he could not see any expression on his face, his eyes were flickering, and he was not a good bird at first glance.

Seeing these people coming up, Liang Ming's face was already a little unhappy, if he hadn't figured out the purpose of these people, Liang Ming would have wanted to brush his sleeves over.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Sousuke's inquiry, Weng Chenting hurriedly explained the original story. It turned out that these people were some gentlemen of the Great Liang Empire, and earlier in Wuxiang Square, because they coveted Weng Chen's beauty, they even made disrespectful remarks, and wanted to lift the veil on Song Qingdeng's face. So they were taught a hard lesson by Song Qingdeng, but they didn't expect these people to still give up, and they found someone to come over.

In fact, deep in the heart of this young man named Zhou Ming, he is not as calm as the performance on his face, after being taught by Song Qingdeng and them at the beginning, he knows that Song Qingdeng is extraordinary, and now it is just a dog fighting people, a fox and a fake tiger! .

"Do you know who the master is? acquaintances will leave these girls to the master, and when the master is happy enough, maybe he can spare the lives of a few of you. ”

"Did you hear it, Brother Zhou has taken a fancy to you, that's your honor!" One of them was full of flattery.

"That's it, Brother Zhou is the uncle of our Great Liang Empire, if you don't want to die, get to know each other!" The other person also patted Zhou Ming's ass and threatened Liang Ming and them.

As soon as Sousuke heard this, he immediately scolded: "These guys are dying, and they are brought out of the backstage to bluff people, I really don't know how the word dead is written, this kid looks like a cheating daddy." ”

Mo Hongchen clenched the knife in his hand even more, the green light on the three-foot-long knife flashed, and his eyes were coldly aimed at Zhou Ming's people, full of murderous aura.

Liang Ming listened to Zhou Ming's words, his face sank like water, and he said coldly: "Now this seat gives you two choices, one is to cut off one arm by yourself and then get out, and the other is to leave your life behind." ”

When Zhou Ming heard Liang Ming say this, his face turned a lot paler, and he said with some inwardness: "Who are you? You dare to ask for our lives! Where are you a hillbilly, Lao Tzu is the uncle of the country!"

"Uncle Guo, this seat is counted to three, if you don't cut off your arm, you will only die!" Liang Ming shouted gloomily.

At the same time, Mo Hongchen, Tang Wantian, and Zongjie also showed murderous faces one by one, completely treating Zhou Ming and them as nothing.

Seeing that Liang Ming was so tough and tough, Zhou Ming and them were even more timid. Mo Hongchen even kept gesturing with the knife in his hand, looking ruffian, as if he was provocatively saying, I am a hooligan ^_^, who am I afraid of.

"One ......"

Liang Ming didn't pay attention to Zhou Ming at all, and coldly shouted out the first number.

"Two ......"

When Liang Ming spoke again, Zhou Ming's faces were already pale, and beads of sweat oozed from everyone's faces.

Of course, all this is not only Liang Ming's tone with coldness and cruelty, but more importantly, the pressure brought to Zhou Ming by Liang Ming's group. Zhou Ming and the others brought people over, originally they only wanted to deal with Song Qingdeng and the five of them, but who knew that Song Qingdeng suddenly had four masters such as Liang Ming and Mo Hongchen.

Earlier, Zhou Ming and the others had suffered a loss under the hands of Song Qingdeng and others, and now in the face of Liang Ming's monstrous murderous aura, they felt even more panicked and uneasy. But Zhou Ming's gentlemen are used to being domineering, and he is willing to show weakness lightly, and now he is like a boiled duck, only his mouth is hard.

"Who are these people? How dare you provoke Uncle Guo!" The confrontation between Liang Ming and Zhou Ming had already alarmed many people.

"I don't know! These people really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they dare to go against Uncle Guo and Xuchang, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in Xingzhou City, they are really tired. Someone spoke, and someone picked up.

"I think those women are very good-looking, I guess it's Uncle Guo's squish again, it's really a sin!" someone obviously couldn't bear it, and kept shaking his head while whispering.

Although the voices of these people were small and low, Liang Ming could still hear them clearly. But his face was as cold as the mask that covered it.

"Three!"

When the third word came out of Liang Ming's mouth, the air around him was cold, and a sky-high evil aura began to spread from his body. In an instant, that unspeakable fear and coldness silently invaded everyone's heart.

At the same time, Mo Hongchen, Tang Wantian, and Zong Jie, almost at the moment when Liang Ming's words fell, they had already moved and rushed into Zhou Ming's group.

The sword rises!

There is also a pair of iron fists, with earth-shattering might, vertical and horizontal.

"Sneer......"

"Flutter ......"

"Ah......h

As blood arrows flew up, the throats of more than a dozen people were cut by Mo Hongchen and Sousuke in the blink of an eye, and then fell to the ground "plopping".

Some people didn't even have time to scream, and they were crushed into meat sauce by Tang Wantian's fists. Even one of the Mahayana monks didn't have time to resist, so he became a ghost under Tang Wantian's fist.

After a few breaths, there was no living person on the other side except for Zhou Ming.