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Starting from the third layer, I gradually saw that many young people of the Angel Clan were walking around and studying, and this was actually the library of the Angel Clan, which contained all kinds of knowledge books, including cultivation methods and so on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info//Update up to 78xs //

Taxiu was a little greedy and wanted to take a sneak peek, but Ernest obviously refused to give him time, and didn't stop all the way up.

There are more and more people from the third layer to the seventh layer, and after the seventh layer to the twelfth layer, the angel clan people are becoming fewer and fewer, but the strength of those who can live in the upper layers should not be underestimated. Basically, they have reached the level of sword spirit.

Finally, when he reached the sixteenth floor, there were six strong breaths that Ta Xiu sensed, no less than the level of Xierjie!

In other words, the Angel Clan has at least six Sword Spirit Rank masters in the Tower of Babel alone.

Entering the seventeenth floor, fortunately, there are only three strong breaths.

One of them is St. NV Candace.

Taxiu didn't dare to say more, but Ernest was in a good mood and took the initiative to mention: "In addition to St. NV Candace, there is also a newly elected St. NV Angel, Candace's successor." It is also an unborn genius of the angel clan. By the way, I heard that it is the little lover you know, the sister of Hiljie. ”

"I'm not in that relationship with Hiljie. Tasho explained with a wry smile, but Ernest clearly didn't listen. Seeing that success is in sight, he is also in a good mood. Haha laughed, and disappeared with the three of them flashing. When it reappeared, it was already at the entrance to the eighteenth floor.

Ascending to the eighteenth floor of the Tower of Babel, all the secrets of the angel clan are about to be exposed.

However, a huge stone mén blocked their way.

Thirty meters wide and fifty meters high, the huge stone mén is more appropriately a stone wall than a mén. The most bizarre thing is that this stone mén is tightly sealed, and there is no keyhole that an ordinary large mén should have, or a trace of the joint between the two méns. People don't know how to open him.

The mén is painted with tales from the legends of the angel clan, and the patterns are so imposing that they seem to form a long scroll.

Taxiu looked at it twice and came up with an evaluation: the people of the Angel Clan have good painting skills, and it seems that there are engravers who specialize in mén.

Shrugging his shoulders, he turned his gaze to Ernest: "What now?"

Ernest smiled weirdly and patted the insect on the shoulder: "It's up to the worm." ”

From the beginning to the present, all the way to the top of the Angel Clan's Forbidden Land Babel Tower, it is not because the Angel Clan has no defense, on the contrary, it is ten times or twenty times more heavily guarded here than anywhere else.

The reason why it can go so smoothly is all due to the spatial use of stealing St. Ernest against the sky.

But Ernest will also encounter tricky things, such as the big mén without a keyhole in front of him, which is purely engraved with a seal and can only be opened by the special secret spell of the angel clan.

The only way Ernest wanted to get in was to brute force. But this will undoubtedly cause a lot of trouble, not to mention the three powerhouses on the seventeenth floor, even if the young masters below flock to it, it will be quite difficult.

The thief only wanted to steal the second treasure, but he never thought of doing the feat of offending the angel clan, or single-handedly taking on the entire angel clan.

Back then, he broke into Dragon Island and finally made a fair one-on-one agreement with the dragon to go head-on, and he had never tried to challenge the entire Dragon Island by one person.

What's more, if it really violently destroys the big mén in front of him, Ernest believes that without the people below coming to him, just breaking the prohibitions and mechanisms after the big mén is enough to drink a pot of himself. The forbidden land that has been inherited by the angel clan for thousands of years, and the defense power is not as simple as it seems on the outside.

There was no difficulty in front of him, but there was no alarm, no appearance.

Difficulty is something that depends on whose hands it is. What Ernest found tricky to get in front of Rodriguez, the King of Seals, might be easy.

Any sealing array will cover the entire Tower of Babel, and then toss it at will without alarming the people outside the sealing array.

Although Ernest is not the King of Seals, he has his own methods.

Sand Gu of insects.

"Come on the worm! The old man has always been optimistic about you!" Ernest showed Ben Sè's obscenity, a pair of old eyes flashing stars, patting the worm's thin shoulder, like a strange old man who wanted to deceive Lori.

"Well, just give it to me. The innocent worm nodded vigorously and walked in front of the big mén without hesitation.

The body was half-kneeling, and his right hand slammed against the granite on the ground.

"Come out, Sand Gu!"

Like the sound ......of mercury pouring on the ground, countless tiny yellow particles flowed out of her white skin, seeping into the ground and disappearing.

The next moment, Rou could see that the granite stone began to corrode and turn into sand grains, and a line of swamming gold sè sand spread towards the huge stone mén.

The worm has to use the sand Gu to make the stone ménnong out of an entrance that can be passed by three people.

The subtle sound of the sand Gu swimming was shielded from the realm of the thief Saint Ernest, and almost nothing leaked out. Even Ta Xiu had to feel that the almost impossible task of stealing the sword spirit fragment from the Angel Clan's forbidden Babel Tower was as simple as a game in Ernest's hands.

Everything had been expected by him a long time ago and arranged in an orderly manner.

Raising the thief's skills to the level of art and games, it's no wonder that he can be revered as a thief.

From this point of view, the most idle person in today's event is himself, who can basically do not make a move, just be a bystander and observe quietly.

Is that really the case?

Taxiu thought too simply.

At the same moment, on the seventeenth floor of the Angel Clan, if anyone walked in to see this huge palace-like tower, they would definitely be amazed.

There is the most amazing skill here, and the gods and goddesses carved out of it are simply masterpieces of heaven. Each statue is so lifelike that it represents the highest level of living beings. In these idols, you can read a kind of "piety", a kind of "ethereal god xing".

At this point, I'm afraid that even the Bright Hall of the Bright Sect is inferior.

At this moment, in the middle of the main hall, in the complex Angel Clan's Great Light Array, three people were sitting in a triangular shape to enter meditation and cultivation.

The first is St. NV Candace, the angel clan. A divine aura enveloped her. Bits and pieces of light elements flew and gathered from all directions, strengthened by the effect of the magic array, and finally sucked into her body.

If the people of the Bright Sect saw this cultivation method and the efficiency of this method of cultivation, they would definitely be extremely ashamed. Because in terms of the utilization rate of the light element, Candace at this time is completely above them.

Diagonally across from Candace was a younger-looking young NV. If you look closely at her eyebrows and eyes, you can see that she looks a little similar to Xierjie.

The young NV was draped in a translucent snow gauze-like thin skirt, and the ribbon was tied at the waist to show off a beautiful waist silhouette. There is no place that is not beautiful, and there is no place that is not quiet and elegant.

A grain of cinnabar is dotted with red sè at the center of her eyebrows, which looks a little special.

It was supposed to be a very friendly and agile face, but the temperament shown was indifferent, as cold as frost and snow, and there was no trace of the waves that a young NV should have.

This is Hiljie and Emma's sister Angel, the strongest magician of the younger generation of the Angel Clan.

Not exclusively.

Sitting diagonally across from Angel was a young man with his eyes closed.

Leaning over his shoulder, he had a silver cane in his ear. It's not an ornament, it's because he was born with a disability that his eyes can't see.

His name was Kamiu Gabriel. The only son of the Angel Patriarch Royo Gabriel, and the true strongest of the Angels' generation.

In terms of strength, Hiljie and the previous Morisa have a lot of gaps with him. Even the new saint NV Hiljie, who claims to be a magical genius, can't get past him.

It's a pity that God deprived him of his eyes, otherwise he wouldn't be as obscure and low-key as he is now. But it has long been known to the entire Big 6 powerhouse.

Ka Miao?Gabriel's hands were clasped in his sleeves, and he didn't know if he had formed a cultivation mudra to drive the magic array to attract more light elements or something else.

In the long silence, his ears attached to the silver cane moved slightly, and a strange smile faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"There is a guy who doesn't have long eyes......"

"Ka Miao?" Candace on the other side opened her eyes in surprise. During a cultivation time like this, Ka Miao's concentration is rarely distracted.

"Nothing. I want to go out for a walk. Ka Miao smiled and stood up with her cane. Gray and pale silk drooped from his shoulders and waist, and there was no trace of life in sight as if he were an old man.

"Okay. Candace sighed slightly. But I don't think there's anything. Ka Miao's talent and hard work are obvious to all. There is no need to be harsh on a genius like him. He can choose the most suitable method to improve his strength.

It's a pity...... His eyes.

Gathering her mind, Candace continued to gather her Jing Divine Movement Cultivation Array.

Don't look at her very sloppy and active against Taxiu and Skeletron, not like the noble Saint NV, but that's just the appearance. If it weren't for such hard work and perseverance, how could she have become the second Heaven Rank powerhouse of the Angel Clan? Or had she stepped into the peak realm of the powerhouse at such a young age.

In addition to her own talent, she is good at thinking and feeling, which has a lot to do with extraordinary diligence.

Ka Miao smiled and walked out slowly with her cane.

From the beginning to the end, the new saint NV Angel didn't have any expression, but her eyelids moved slightly.

With Ka Miao in front of her, she needs to keep up with him. At least to be like Candace in front of him, to become the second strongest person of the angel clan.

......

The huge stone mén was devoured by the sand Gu, and it quickly dissolved into a dongkou of one size.

The invisible quicksand was sprinkled and removed by the insects controlling the sand Gu.

No matter how strong the prohibition and magic are, they can't withstand the Ganges of time. And the worm's sand Gu has the ability of time hourglass, transforming all stone and land into quicksand.

"That's it!"

The worm touched the tip of his nose and turned back to Tashim and Ernest in a triumphant gesture.

Taxiu smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

The so-called art industry has a specialization. Bugs are definitely experts among experts in "civil engineering".

Ernest smiled, holding his hands behind his back with an unfathomable look: "So-so, the time is just right, let's go in." ”

After speaking, the old thief saint walked in with a leisurely step, and walked through the dong mouth that was broken by the stone with his hands behind his back.

Tasuu dragged the worm along.

Anyway, whatever is the thief saint is exploring the way ahead, even if there is danger, he is in the way. Taxiu and Worm didn't stress at all.

Walk into the top floor of the Tower of Babel. Taxiu's first impression was deep and dim, like the night sky.

The dim light does not see the light of day. It doesn't seem to be lit up with whale oil lamps or gemstones of light, as is the case with the layers underneath. There was a stale smell in the air. It's as if time has frozen.

"Damn, the angel clan is so mysterious, what the hell is this place. Ernest thought in pieces, and as he walked ahead, he took out a round bead from his bosom, about the size of an egg, and the bead gradually released a white halo, brighter and brighter, illuminating everything around him in detail.

It is a "light stone" commonly used by thieves, which can be used in a dim place in place of a light source. However, the production of this bright stone is even rarer than the most expensive gemstones, and it is not bad for ordinary thieves to have a mung bean, and a piece like Ernest can be sold for a sky-high price. It's still the kind that has no price.

The thief is worthy of being a thief, and he is simply wealthy. However, Taxiu secretly wondered if he had gotten this one from the dragons. After all, legend has it that dragons love to collect these gems of light.

With the light of the beads in the thief's hand, Taxiu saw his surroundings clearly. Above the head is a temple-like curved dome. There's a gothic style.

The surrounding walls are also painted with reliefs in various ways. Some are mysterious, some are mysterious, and they are full of incomprehension.

These reliefs and carvings all seem to indicate a story, and Taxiu looks at it and faintly feels that he has some understanding, but he has not fully comprehended it.

"Don't look at it, these are thousands of years ago, and they are about the grievances and grievances between the angel clan and the dark clan. It's not interesting...... "Ernest was so well-informed that he recognized the origin with just one glance.

"Hurry up and find what you want. As he spoke, he took out a slightly smaller stone of light from his bosom and threw it to Taxiu.

"Old man, I'll take a look by myself. You and the worm hurry up, and the nong will leave when you have it. ”

Ernest naturally did not help the tower to repair to the Tower of Babel in vain, with the thief of the saint, the goose pulled the mao, and the person left the voice, it is estimated that the good things collected by the angel clan in this forbidden place have to scrape off at least one layer.

Taxiu didn't look at Ernest too much, and gestured to the worm, and the two walked in the other direction.

Even with the bright stone in his hand, it was impossible to see this nearly kilometer radius clearly at once. In addition to the reliefs on the outermost walls, there are also many stone cloisters painted with ancient runes of the Angel Clan on this floor. As a result, one cannot fully see through the mysteries of this layer, and does not know what lies behind these screen-like stone walls.

Taxiu walked with the worm in one direction with his senses. With the light of the bright stone in his hand, after the tower repair and the insects bypassed two or three stone wall reliefs, there is now an ancient bookcase behind it, just like the collection of a museum. I walked over and took a cursory look, all of which were some historical classics written in the language of the Angel Clan, and some secret anecdotes, including the Great War of the Hundred Clans thousands of years ago.

These mystical texts are rarely found anywhere else. As far as Taxiu knows, there may be similar materials in the Imperial Collection of the Vouth Empire, but it is rare for such a large group of Angels to be gathered together.

According to Taxiu's visual inspection, there are nine rows and thirteen columns in the entire hall, which can be said to be a sea of books.

What interests Ta Xiu the most is that these books also contain words such as human fighting spirit, dragon secret legend, and seal master inheritance, which are obviously divided into different categories.

If you have enough time to stay, you might as well take a closer look at it and see if you can use it. Of course, I don't have time to pay attention to this now.

"Brother Taxiu, look at the ...... over there" The worm's big flexible eyes twitched, shining in the dim light. She held out her finger and pointed ahead, and Tasho followed her finger to see an open space for display behind a bookshelf.

Specifically, just like the exhibition of antiquities, there are all kinds of small artifacts, from weapons to equipment to some daily necessities. And these things have a long history and a lot of stories.

Ta Xiu and Worm walked into these exhibits quickly, stepping on a square brick under his feet, Worm cautiously pulled his arm, and a touch of cunning and jing Ming flashed in his eyes, "Wait big brother, there seems to be a mechanism." ”

The insect pressed its right hand to the ground, and the sand Gu quietly infiltrated, completely corroding and destroying the mechanism under the bricks. She nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay." "With her experience as a thief just now, the worm probably has a mechanism that rings the bell down there, but now she has solved it.

Follow Ernest, the ancestor of the thief, and learn something from everything.

Taxiu had no intention of paying attention to this, his whole mind was already attracted by the objects on display in front of him. For him, these are not dead objects, but living history!

The history of everything is at least during the Great War of the Hundred Tribes!

"It's ...... The red-blooded battle axe used by the Bear Clan Patriarch during the Great War of the Hundred Clans!" Taxiu muttered, looking at the name and origin of the item written on it in Angel Clan script.

It's strange, he shouldn't know the angelic script, but his eyes are inexplicably attracted, and when his fingers touch this thing, he seems to sense some kind of wonderful resonance. It was as if there was a "wounded" soul in it who was in the low yin, conveying his story to him.

Shaking his head, Taxiu put down his great axe and picked up a rusty spear next to him.

"During the Great War of the Hundred Clans, the strongest of the Angel Clan, the Archangel Spear of the Split Spirit, Gabriel!" Ta Xiu sighed slightly, no matter how strong the weapon was, even if there was already a spirit xing, it could not withstand the erosion of the years. These weapons that have lost their owners lie here quietly, and after a long time, in addition to being eroded by dust and time, they have lost their former sharpness.

All that remains is historical value.

He let out a long sigh, not knowing whether he felt sorry for the weapons or for their owners.

The strong man of a thousand years ago is now at peace, and all dust is back to dust.

I don't know if the Bear Clan Patriarch and the first powerhouse of the Angel Clan before last have reached the strength of Rodriguez, the King of Seals today. Or...... Stronger?

Under that 1uan world, the stars will shine, the strong will be like clouds, and the heroes will rise together!