Li Guxing and the other three were trapped on the second floor of the 'Tower of Babel', full of worries, and the situation outside the 'Tower of Babel' was also unusually tense.

It didn't take long for the people of the Xiangxi faction to assemble and take up arms, the old people, children and women hid one after another, and the rest of the men who had the strength to fight were all waiting for them.

Chu Debiao stood on top of the crowd with a serious face, and looked at the 100,000 mountains with a deep gaze.

Xiang Tianran said: "Master, why did they come so quickly?" ”

Chu Debiao's brows were tightly locked, and the sadness on his brows made people feel depressed.

This kind of look is extremely difficult to appear on his face, he is an optimistic person, even if he is in a big trouble, he can talk and laugh, and there will be no slight waves on his face, but he does have this sad face now, which shows that what he has encountered is not small.

Xiang Tianran said again: "Master, will we be destroyed?" ”

Chu Debiao still didn't speak, but locked his eyebrows tighter.

The Xiangxi faction is located on the edge of the 100,000 mountains, although there are mountains as natural barriers, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but they are not natural moats.

Although human beings cannot overcome nature, they can turn nature into tools in their own hands to some extent.

These mountains are not only the barrier of the Xiangxi faction, but also the tomb of the Xiangxi faction.

These mountains prevent others, but they can't prevent the Miao Jiang people with the same roots.

Chu Debiao's profound eyes looked into the distance, and among the 100,000 mountains that did not know the border, there was a hidden black shadow flying from afar.

The shadows are full of shadows, and it is pitch black, which makes people feel depressed in their hearts.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

"Have you contacted the people of the Jiuli Clan?"

He bowed to Nature and replied, "No." ”

Chu Debiao said: "How is it good to attack from both sides?" ”

He seemed to be asking himself a question, because Xiang Nature couldn't answer this sentence for a reason.

He let out a long sigh, full of helplessness, as if there was nothing he could do.

No one thought that the people of the Hong nationality would unite with the imperial court to send troops to Xiangxi.

In the past, the Xiangxi faction, the Jiuli tribe, and the Hong nationality formed a three-legged trend, and although there were internal frictions among the three, they were still unanimous in the face of the imperial court.

Due to geographical reasons, the Xiangxi faction is self-contained, and it is impossible to develop and grow, and the Hong and Jiuli tribes consume each other in order to compete for the orthodoxy of a Miao Jiang, and the Xiangxi faction has a 'bronze man' to guard, which barely maintains the momentum of the three-legged tripod.

Nowadays, the Hong people have defected to the imperial court, and there are Wang Yue, Wu Dali, Shaolin, Wudang, and even the Immortal Bamboo Spirit of the Hades Palace.

Even though the Xiangxi faction is in danger, where can it withstand these martial arts masters.

What's more, there are 10,000 heavily armored elite soldiers under the mountain waiting to break into the mountain and slaughter at any time.

Chu Debiao seems to have no choice but to kill him.

But he still wants to struggle, there are no less than tens of thousands of people old and young in Xiangxi, and the lives of these tens of thousands of people are all in his hands, how can he give up easily.

Therefore, he gave up his previous suspicions and sent someone to contact the Jiuli tribe in Miaojiang, making a trick to draw salary.

As long as the Jiuli clan can drag the people of the Hong clan, there will be no one in the court to lead the way, and he can still rely on the mountains and natural dangers to deal with the court.

Although there are many capable people under the command of the imperial court, they may not be able to withstand the unity of the Xiangxi faction and unite as one.

It's just that the Hong clan seems to have thought of this a long time ago, Chu Debiao sent more than a dozen people to deliver the letter, but they all sank into the sea without news, I am afraid that they have been intercepted and killed halfway!

Another way is to pin all this hope on Li Guxing.

If he can bring out the 'corpse drive' in the 'Tower of Babel', then he will be 100% sure of defeating the imperial court.

Even if the imperial court and Miao Jiang join forces, what is there to fear?

As long as there are corpses in war, as long as there are corpses, Chu Debiao will have a steady stream of soldiers.

The soldiers of others are more and more fighting

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The less, but Chu Debiao's soldiers are fighting more and more, which can be said to be endless.

But the crisis is imminent, and it is unknown whether Li Guxing can break through the 'Tower of Babel', and how can he pin this only hope on him.

But......

Chu Debiao seems to have no other choice, and there is no other way to go.

After a long moment's hesitation, he still sighed.

"You've already sent those antidotes to Li Guxing."

Xiang Tian nodded, "Without exception, all of them were handed over to him, those antidotes were not easy to prepare, and it took us nearly ten years of hard work, and it was expected that we could break the poisonous miasma in the 'Tower of Babel'!" ”

It's just that they didn't know that Li Guxing regarded the antidote they had carefully prepared as tatters, and even knocked them to the ground as if they were dead.

Li Guxing looked at the debris outside the 'Tower of Babel' and couldn't help but feel distressed.

But this distress was caused by him, no one can blame him, even if there is the bewitchment of Yueqingshu, but the person who did all this is Li Guxing himself, and it is useless for him to complain.

Now what is in front of him is such helplessness, he already knows the way to go to the second floor of the 'Tower of Babel', and has more means to protect this obstacle, but unfortunately one of the means has been destroyed by himself.

He had to find another way, if he could break through the obstacle through his own cultivation, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome.

He glanced at Yue Qingshu again, and his cold eyes made Yue Qingshu feel uncomfortable for a while.

However, he glanced at Yue Qingshu so resentfully, and never used such a look again.

After all, Yue Qingshu is also well-intentioned, and he also understands the intention.

He persuaded Murong Yuan for a while, asking her not to follow him, and to break through the second floor of this 'Tower of Babel' alone.

Where is Murong Yuan willing to give in, he can't stand Li Guxing's repeated assurances, so he can agree.

"If you really can't do it, you can go back, don't be strong!"

Li Guxing smiled confidently, "Don't worry, you don't know my strength yet?" ”

He performed the method of holding his breath, and at the same time used the 'Water Dragon Yin' to freeze his meridians as much as possible, barely making a turtle breath method.

With his eyes closed, he rushed upwards with the light skills of the newly learned 'Dongmu Speed'.

He did this to make himself as much as he could, a thing that had no mind and no breath.

Since the second layer is hallucinogenic with treacherous words and obstacles, as long as you don't see, smell, or flow your true qi, you won't be dragged into the illusion by these two things.

He was right, but he had to perform light exercises to inevitably flow the true qi in his body, and he also inevitably breathed a little breath.

After hundreds of years of flowing, although the obstacle has lost its previous power, the residual medicinal effect is still not small.

This alone made Li Guxing's head dizzy.

But in the darkness, he still remained awake, and a part of his mind remained clear.

While holding his breath and resisting the pain of suffocation, he ran with all his strength to get out of the second floor of the 'Tower of Babel' as soon as possible.

I have to say that Li Guxing is a person with great perseverance, and this situation is comparable to being tortured.

There is a kind of punishment in the brocade guard, which can suffocate people to death.

It is to cover the entire face with a layer of moist paper and paste it layer by layer. The tortured person feels that death is approaching, and little by little he loses his life, and finally dies.

The only difference between Li Guxing's current situation and this punishment is that he was forced to be tortured, and he brought it on himself.

He ran for an unknown amount of time, and when he could barely hold on, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

This little glimmer made him ecstatic, and he guessed that the exit was just around the corner.

He didn't care about the blood vessels that were almost bursting, and he didn't care about his brain, which was numb from holding his breath, and continued to run forward.

About half of the incense was over, and when he was about to die, the light was shining in front of him

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Suddenly, it was a big show.

He immediately opened his mouth and gasped for breath.

The turbid air came out of his mouth, and although it was disgusting, there was an indescribable supreme comfort.

He lay on the ground for a while, feeling the light in front of him, and then gradually opened his eyes.

It didn't matter if he opened his eyes, but he really shocked himself for a while.

There was only a large and empty room in front of him, and the only object in the room was the bronze figure.

The bronze man didn't seem to move, and he didn't react, except for a wide mouth to the staircase leading to the first floor.

Obviously, the obstacle erupted from the mouth of the 'bronze man'.

Seeing that this bronze man is as thin as firewood, and he does not have the lifelike appearance of the bronze man next to him, perhaps it is most appropriate to describe it as a dry corpse.

The clothes on his body are also very tattered, and they can be blown away by the wind.

The hands like dead wood are as sharp as claws, and he wants to be a martial artist when he is young.

Why are such martial artists only used to release obstacles?

This question drew a big question mark in Li Guxing's mind.

He didn't know how the idea came about, but he liked to think about things that didn't matter when he had nothing to do. But it was these inconsequential things that helped him clear the fog and solve the mystery.

"Maybe his ability to use poison is much stronger than martial arts, so he uses his strengths to avoid his shortcomings."

It was such an idea that opened Li Guxing's mind.

"The way to solve the obstacle is also recorded in Tangjiabao, but this person is ......"

He stretched out his hand and touched it like 'no return', and got a positive answer, this person was a disciple of Tangjiabao, who was made into a bronze man by the Xiangxi faction.

Sometimes, there is a destiny in the dark, and there is really a feeling of indescribability.

Perhaps the fruit of solving today's predicament was planted the moment he stepped into Tangjiabao.

The cycle of cause and effect, the meeting of karma, makes people incomprehensible and unbreakable.

He pondered for a while, and after making sure that the 'bronze man' would not move, he began to ponder how to solve it.

Since this bronze man can't move, it is easiest to cut him down with a sword technique.

Thinking of it, Li Guxing condensed the sword qi with two fingers, and used the 'One Sword Leisure' to slash at the bronze man.

This sword has a brilliant might, terrifying power, and is also powerful and heavy.

However, the sword struck the bronze man like a mud cow into the sea, and did not cause the slightest damage to the bronze man, not even his spicy clothes.

On the contrary, due to the great power of his sword, the entire second floor of the 'Tower of Babel' was violently shaken by his slashing, like an earthquake, and the earth shook every day.

This stumped him, and he didn't know how to destroy the bronze man.

He was struggling to think, but heard a voice from the floor.

"Lao Li, are you in danger? No, go back! ”

Li Guxing was startled and shouted at the stairs: "It's okay, don't worry, I've come out!" ”

Murong Yuan listened attentively and cried with joy, although he didn't know what method Li Guxing used, but this result was what he liked to hear the most.

"That's fine, be careful."

"Don't worry, endure a little shock, I will find a way to let you come up!"

He began to observe the bronze man carefully, and when he saw his feet in the ground, he realized that things were not so simple.

This bronze man and the second floor of this 'Tower of Babel' seem to be one, and his feet are submerged into the entire second floor.

He unleashed his sword aura and slashed through the floor, spreading veins like dead vines across the floor.

This made Li Guxing more certain in his conjecture, and at the same time thought of a way.

"Bad luck, I can't kill you, but I can burn you!"

The true qi was fierce, and the 'Samadhi True Fire' burned to the extreme, burning towards the bronze man.

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