The ninety-nine-story Tower of Babel finally collapsed, turning into ashes under the great feet of the ancient gods. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info has stood for countless years, experienced the immersion of time, and still can't bear the power of one foot.

Countless people witnessed everything in front of them, only to feel chills all over their bodies, and fell into boundless despair. I believe that many people know what it means for the ancient gods to descend from the upper realm. I just understand what can I do, in this realm, even if the cultivation of the ancient gods is suppressed, it is still not something that ordinary people can easily shake and compete with.

After the collapse of the Tower of Babel, Liang Ming took Sousuke and Weng Chenting and they just retreated, did not leave, and still watched vigilantly. If he didn't figure out the ins and outs of the whole thing, Liang Ming would definitely not leave easily.

After the first big foot of the ancient god leveled the ninety-nine-story Tower of Babel, it finally fell to the ground, and the sound and vibration of that moment spread to the entire small world of the Tower of Babel like a tsunami.

The shock wave rolled up by the powerful force was like a circle of ripples on the surface of the lake, rolling up the dust all over the earth, and extending into the distance. This kind of power, even the monks of the Yuan Infant stage are discolored by it. In the face of the huge ancient gods, the monks at this time were no different from ants, and even ants were inferior.

After the first foot of the ancient god fell, the second big foot stretched out from the blood-colored vortex, and at this moment, not only the void shattered, but even the huge blood-colored vortex was completely broken, turning into pieces of blood-colored clouds, like rags, falling one after another.

"......" Many people have been dumbfounded, in addition to constantly scolding their mothers, they can't find the words to express their deep shock.

"What should I do, what should I do?" some people had already started to flee in all directions, but even they knew that no matter how far they fled, the outcome would be the same.

"It's also a great event to see the ancient gods coming!" Of course, more people stayed and watched, trying to figure out what was going on.

After the old god's feet were completely on the ground, in a moment, his entire body and head were revealed. This is the real head to the sky, feet on the ground. When I looked up, I saw that the ancient god's body was wrapped with clouds, and I didn't know how high it was. Especially his huge white skull, which is really like a mountain range, and his eyes are like the sun and the moon, holding the light while connecting the night.

Such a huge body stood in the small world of the Tower of Babel, and the powerful coercion directly pressed the entire small world of the Tower of Babel to a precarious position, and it was about to become fragmented. Suddenly, a sound like broken glass was constantly ringing, which made people tremble.

"Oh no!

"What's wrong with Babel's small world?"

"Something must have happened!"

"No, there hasn't been such a big disturbance since ancient times!"

"Is something really wrong?"

"The world is about to change!"

The changes that have occurred in the small world of Babel, and some powers outside have also noticed some clues, but since they can't be contacted at all, they don't know what happened, so they can only keep guessing.

However, these great powers have experienced countless ups and downs, and have gone through a long time, and they know that the whole leopard, and the turmoil in the small world of Babel Tower is definitely not a good thing, so they all show a dignified face.

Even many people have joined forces and kept trying, through various methods, trying to open up the small world of the Tower of Babel and figure out what is going on inside.

Not to mention what the people outside are doing and what they are fighting for. When the old gods completely descended on the small world of the Tower of Babel, the blood-colored vortex in the sky began to slowly close, and no other ancient gods came down. Seeing this, many people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they also knew that this time only one ancient god had come.

Soon, the whole world was cleared and restored to its original state. At this time, the small world connected to the Heavenly Tower also returned to its original calm.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no ninety-nine-story Tower of Babel in the center of the small world of Babel, and there was an ancient god who stood up to the sky, many people would still think it was just a dream.

"So fragile!" At this time, the ancient god saw that the small world of Babel Tower was constantly cracking when his body appeared, and he couldn't help but say something angrily.

It's just the whispers of the ancient gods who thought they were whispering, but they were like thunder, stirring up the storm and deafening. Many even covered their ears and kept rolling on the ground.

"It's so strong!" At this time, whether it was Liang Ming or the mobile phone, they were all shocked. The power of this ancient god, after being suppressed, is still so powerful.

According to Liang Ming's estimate, the cultivation of the ancient gods at this time should be at the peak of the Tribulation Period, and even stronger. However, Liang Ming and his mobile phone still have a back move, and they are not very afraid of this ancient god whose cultivation has been suppressed.

Seeing that the small world of the Tower of Babel was still collapsing, the old god finally took action, only to see him gently press down with both hands, first fixing the surrounding space. Immediately afterward, his entire body slowly became smaller, and finally became like an ordinary person. But even so, the coercion exuded from him still made many people shudder.

If it weren't for watching, no one would have dared to believe that the young man in the bloody clothes in front of him was the terrifying ancient god who stood up to the sky and descended from the sky just now.

"Xiuzhen Continent, I'm Gargamel back! This time I see which of you dares to stand in my way!" the blood-clothed man looked around for a moment, then laughed loudly.

At this moment, the sound shook all over the world, constantly spreading around, and even broke through the confinement of the small world of the Tower of Babel, and spread out towards the entire Xiuzhen Continent. Of course, not everyone can hear this voice.

It turned out that this ancient god was called Gargamel, and from his words, it could be inferred that he seemed to have descended to the Xiuzhen Continent before, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

At the moment when the ancient god Gargamel descended on the small world of the Tower of Babel and said those words, on an altar in the depths of the reckless wasteland of the Great Liang Empire, an old man in black robe turned his head to look in the direction of the small world of the Tower of Babel, and then stared at an ancient well in front of him, and a round of blood moon reflected in the water.

In an abyss in the Flame Continent, people have already begun to crawl out of it.

As for the distant South Vietnamese Empire, in that inconspicuous little hall, the old man who looked withered was still sitting in front of the strange statue of the god, but at this time, the golden flowers on his fingertips were already opening and extinguishing, extinguishing and blooming. It seems that the arrival of the ancient god Gargamel could not cause the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

In the underwater palace of the Beilan Empire, there was no trace of that middle-aged man. However, on a certain section of the inaccessible path, there was a middle-aged man who was exactly like him walking slowly.

The mysterious forbidden land Tu Xianque, in the depths of the isolated underground, has built one teleportation array after another, and a steady stream of people are rushing in all directions.

In the splendid palace of the Zhongtian Empire, the emperor no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning, and on the mirror in front of him, the whole picture of the small world of the Tower of Babel and the figure of the ancient god Gargamel had already appeared.

At this moment, a sharp light flashed in the emperor's eyes, and suddenly, an invisible coercion started from the palace and spread to all sides, and the entire Zhongtian Empire instantly fell into trembling.