Everyone followed the two of them forward, and the shadow of the Tower of Babel became larger and larger, and gradually, everyone walked to the bottom of the huge tower, and saw the black tower that seemed to be able to absorb everyone's attention.

It's just that, unlike the Tower of Babel in the Holy Hall of Dashun Yunjing City, the side of this Tower of Babel facing everyone is not only one door, but three gates.

These three doors are also very stingy, not the Tower of Babel in the temple is usually a very tall and imposing gate, but only three meters high, less than two meters wide small door, the material of the door is also very ordinary, that is, a simple mottled wooden door with a rough texture, no paint, let alone copper nails, it looks very dilapidated, as if the door will open or fall down when the wind blows.

However, it was these three simple and dilapidated wooden doors that made the two Five Realms Great Spirit Masters of Emperor Yan Sect and Xiao Tianhou stop, and they looked at these three doors one by one with great vigilance, and their eyes kept wandering between the three gates, as if they were deciding which door to enter from.

Among these people, the little fat man He Jin is still the lowest realm, he looked east and west, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see any difference between the three gates, let alone any abnormality, and the next moment, he couldn't help asking, "Is there any difference?"

No one answered him, because apart from Prince Yan Zong and Xiao Tianhou, the others didn't see any difference between the three gates, and among these people were the three elders of the Holy Hall, including Han Tingzhen.

Of course, it also includes Yi Jun, although he is now making rapid progress, and it is difficult to find opponents below the Five Realms with a golden spear, but he is still under the Five Realms, and can only be called a spirit warrior, not a great spirit warrior.

A big character represents the gap between heaven and earth, which is not an exaggeration.

Because there was a gentle breeze blowing between heaven and earth, everyone felt very comfortable, because standing in the huge shadow of the Tower of Babel could not be scorched by the scorching sun, so it was very comfortable.

However, at this comfort, under this comfort, Yi Jun and the others saw that the bodies of Prince Yanzong and Xiao Tianhou in front of them, who were as tall as mountains and as stable as mountains, trembled slightly, and saw that there was crystal sweat seeping out of their bare necks, dripping round and shiny.

"What is it that makes the two Five Realms Great Spirit Priests feel nervous, makes them both feel fear, makes it difficult for them to choose?" Seeing this situation, all the Spirit Priests couldn't help but get nervous, so those comforts and comforts were all kept away, and they were replaced by nervousness.

Yi Jun was also nervous, he couldn't help but stare at the three seemingly ordinary wooden doors, his eyes wanted to see the situation inside through the wooden door, but soon, he found that it was in vain, the wooden doors were not penetrating by the eye at all, they were far more powerful and mysterious than they appeared on the surface.

So, Yi Junbi's eyes closed, and the inspiration slowly stretched out, slowly clinging to a wooden door, carefully and cautiously feeling those wooden doors and feeling the information they contained.

Not only Yi Jun, but at this time, the three elders of the Holy Hall and Han Tingzhen also sat down, releasing their own inspiration one by one, and exploring the information and spirituality contained in those wooden doors by themselves.

This kind of practice seems a bit contrived in front of the two Five Realms Spiritual Warriors, and some don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, but at this time and now, no one of the spiritual priests has this kind of thought, because along the way, they have already learned a truth, that is, everything must be done by themselves, relying on others, blindly following others will only cause accidents, and will only make their realm hearts unfirm, and then they will not get any benefits, and they will die in this illusion realm.

So, more of them either closed their eyes, or sat down, and each of them gave out their inspiration, and went around the three wooden doors, listened carefully, communicated carefully, carefully searched for each other's spirituality, and then knew the message behind the wooden doors.

Even Sima Suyi did it at this time, releasing his pitiful Three Realms inspiration, and carefully feeling the three doors.

After a long time, a sigh suddenly came out of the mouth of Prince Yanzong, and he then turned around, arched his hand at Xiao Tianhou, and said, "I'll take a step first." ”

Xiao Yao didn't pay attention to Prince Yan Zong, or was not bothered by his action at all, she was still engrossed in staring at one of the three doors, her brows furrowed.

Emperor Yanzong smiled slightly, he didn't mind, and then, he walked towards the door.

Arriving in front of the door, Emperor Yan Zong gently pushed the door, then took a step, and then the wooden door closed silently behind him.

With the movements of Emperor Yan Zong, there were already many eyes open, watching his movements, looking at the door he pushed open.

However, no one could see the scenery inside the Tower of Babel after the wooden door was pushed open, and no one could see clearly how the prince of Yan Zong entered that door, including the three elders of the Holy Hall, including Han Tingzhen, and of course, Yi Jun.

The crowd soon became agitated, because Prince Yan Zong had already chosen a door, and he entered easily without making any sound.

This commotion grew again as Xiao Yao moved her footsteps, as she walked towards another door, gently pushed it open and walked in, and almost half of the spirit priests stood up from the ground, looking at each other a little bewildered, looking at the two doors that the two Great Spirit Masters of the Five Realms had chosen.

"Senior brother, do you feel anything?" Old Spiritual Master Xie Sanyang turned his head to look at his senior brother, Liao Chongguang, who had the most profound realm among the three elders of the Holy Hall.

"I didn't feel anything, that wooden door seemed to be dead, junior brother, what about you?" Liao Chongguang shook his head and asked Xie Sanyang instead.

Xie Sanyang also shook his head dejectedly, and then, their eyes fell on Ye Guochang's old spiritual master.

However, they were still disappointed, and the old spirit master Ye Guochang, who was better than the two of them in this illusion, still shook his head, indicating that he didn't feel anything.

Several people's eyes couldn't help but fall on Han Tingzhen, this young Four Realms peak spirit master of Da Liao, because outside the illusion realm, they had already competed, even if the three elders of the Holy Hall had hundreds of years of cultivation experience and hundreds of years of combat experience, but in front of this young Great Liao spirit master, they were still not opponents, and they still didn't dare to use their own experience to crush them with their own realm.

- Han Ting is really stronger than all of them, this is an indisputable fact!

However, when they set their eyes on Han Tingzhen, when they saw his eyes, they were surprised to find that Han Tingzhen's eyes did not fall on the two doors that Prince Yanzong and Xiao Tianhou walked through at this time, nor did they fall on the third door, but his gaze fell on a person.

That person was Yi Jun.

Moreover, the three elders of the Holy Hall soon discovered that not only Han Tingzhen, but also many people's eyes fell on Yi Jun, including Han Wu, including He Jin, including the four realm spirits who rushed out of the starry sky rice field with Yi Jun, and even Sima Suyi, who had always been at odds with Yi Jun.

Liao Chongguang and Xie Sanyang, the two old spiritual scholars, couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Yi Jun moved. (To be continued.) )