The spiritual power of the night dye sound is divided into two, and while studying the chess game, he pays attention to every move outside.

It didn't take long for the newcomers to find their own sects.

Just try the Sword Pavilion.

In the entire eighth layer, there were only two Sword Trial Pavilion seniors, and those two people completely ignored Cui Jinqiu, and they didn't have any friendship with Cui Jinqiu.

The other newcomers quickly integrated into the same door on the eighth floor.

After a brief period of familiarization, the eighth floor fell silent again.

Ye Dye Yin casually flipped through the chess game, and his mental power 'listened' to the people outside who were popularizing science with the newcomers, saying that in order to make this place similar to the outside world, the people of the Tower of Babel specially made a sun wheel to replace the sun.

It's evening, and after a while it's dark, and everyone can rest.

And many people warmly welcome couples to their homes.

Only Cui Jinqiu and the other three sword cultivators inquired about the news of Ye Ranyin and others, and learned that Ye Ranyin and others were in the palace, Cui Jinqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he led the other two sword cultivators to build a simple wooden house next to the palace of Yazenyin and the others.

Soon.

'It's getting dark'.

Everyone on the eighth floor stopped looking at the chessboard in the void, and the newcomers were invited to rest.

Night, quietly.

Suddenly, a terrible scream sounded outside.

It is the direction of Babel.

The old people of Babel asked the newcomers to hand over their magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and elixirs, but the newcomers were unwilling, so they were cleaned up very miserably, and even one of them was tortured and killed.

The two survivors were frightened and handed over all the treasures, expressing their willingness to submit to them.

The people on the other side of the Sifang City were treated in the same way, but when they chose to hand over everything, it seemed harmonious.

On the side of Tianhe Palace, Guan Yunchang's mind turned faster, and he didn't wait for the people of Tianhe Palace to speak, so he took the initiative to offer his storage ring, which was looked at differently by the old people of Tianhe Palace.

Meng Wanqi was drugged, fell asleep, and was directly sent to the bed of a person named Zhu Pengxiao who was mainly in the Tower of Babel by three fellow doors, in exchange for the opportunity to enter the chess building for three days.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Meng Wanqi woke up and used the secret method of the Xuannu Hall to escape from the encirclement of the people in the Tower of Babel, and fled to Cui Jinqiu and the other three disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion.

She initially wanted to enter the palace of the Night Dyein, but was turned away by the formation.

It didn't take long.

The people on the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel were almost all dispatched.

They walked to the front of the palace and surrounded the palace and the three disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion, Cui Jinqiu and Meng Wanqi.

They tried to break into the palace of Yezun and the others, but were stopped by the barrier.

This made Zhu Pengxiao, who was the leader, look displeased on his face, but soon, he focused his attention on Meng Wanqi and the three of them again.

"I hate the disciples of the Sword Pavilion the most."

"Do you know why the Sword Pavilion is the least crowded here?"

Zhu Pengxiao said, with a sneer on his face: "Because they don't know how to be flexible, at the beginning, the previous few cheap women were also unwilling, no one paid attention to them to save them, only tried the group of fools in the Sword Pavilion, they had to draw their swords to help, and they didn't look at it, can their little people be compared to so many of us?" ”

His words made Cui Jinqiu and the others very angry.

The long swords at their waists rang loudly.

"I'll give you three one last chance, join us, or die."

Cui Jinqiu's answer was to slowly draw out the long sword in the scabbard.

Zhu Pengxiao snorted coldly: "I knew that this was the case, toasting without eating and drinking, you are really in the same vein." ”

There is no entrance or exit here, and Zhu Pengxiao is not afraid that they will run away.

Even because there are few newcomers and few hard bones, it is rare to have a few, and he still wants to have fun, and he thinks it will not be fun to die all at once.

So I'm not in a hurry to make a move.

Zhu Pengxiao was furious when he saw that Cui Jinqiu and the others had been provoked by him, and set his eyes on Meng Wanqi, who was disheveled on the side.

A smile instantly appeared on his face, like a lover's whisper: "What are you running from?" ”

"Look at your fellow disciples, in the end, don't you still give in?"

"If you escaped from me, do you think they'll let you go?"

He lifted his chin and motioned for Meng Wanqi to look around.

I saw that people from several other major forces didn't know when, all of them came out, and they were quietly watching the onlookers on the side with a posture of watching the play.

Among them, in Tianhe Palace, there is also a humanitarian: "Little beauty, obedient, hurry up and finish serving Boss Zhu, I'm still waiting for you." ”

"Shameless!" Meng Wanqi trembled angrily.

Zhu Pengxiao is actually more interested in the night dyeing sound in the palace.

He likes to force others now, to see other people's angry and painful expressions.

Now, Cui Jinqiu and Meng Wanqi all showed the expressions he wanted on their faces, and he felt a lot more comfortable.

So, he looked at the palace and deliberately raised his voice: "Here, there is no law, the strong are respected, obedient, and surrender to the strong, in order to live in peace, otherwise, you will be worse than dead." ”

When he said this, he said it to Cui Jinqiu and Meng Wanqi, as well as to Ye Dye Yin and others in the palace.

In the palace, everyone is reading a book with a lamp.

The movement outside kept coming in, and at first a few people paid attention to it, but later saw that a few people in Sifang City took the initiative to hand over their finances to those people, so they retracted their thoughts.

Only now, the voices from outside came in again.

Shen Canglang immediately dropped the chess game in his hand, walked to the door on his feet, opened the door of the palace, looked outside with a violent expression, and said to Zhu Pengxiao, who was obviously the leader: "What are you yelling about, it seems that you can speak, don't you?" I don't let people read books! Do you want to die? ”

Subsequently, Jian Shaoshang and several people also put down the chess game, walked out, stood at the gate of the palace, stood behind Shen Canglang, and looked outside the palace.

Ye Dying Yin's heart moved, and he also stood on the gorgeous glazed tiles of the palace, looked at the people below condescendingly, and counted their heads in his heart.