The news that Wang Feng and General Ling were about to conquer the Tower of Babel spread from the General Gate, and then spread more and more widely, until it attracted the attention of people all over the world.

According to the special case of the past, the conquest was always carried out in secret.

But this time, the Snow Old Town opened its doors to the public and chose to open it to the public, so that the monks from all walks of life began to gather to the Snow Old Town again like a tide. And this time it is more appealing than the Holy Son Alliance organized by Feng Wuji and others.

The famous old man in the cultivation world is still a rising star, and almost all of them participate. As for the core figures of this incident, Wang Feng and General Ling, they adjusted their cultivation at the General's Gate for seven days before appearing in the Snow Old City.

Wang Feng was dressed in a cyan robe, his eyes were exquisite, and his momentum was prosperous, like a god of war.

The general's hands were attached to the back, the silver armor covered his face, and a long wind fluttered wantonly in front of his forehead, which gave people an extra freehand style.

As the most amazing and brilliant Tianzong of two different eras, their cultivation in the mortal realm has been capped, and they have left endless legends. To this day, the conquest of the Three Thousand Realms has become their only vast journey into the Great Realm.

Snow Old Town is responsible for receiving Xue Wuming, the supreme city lord of Snow Old Town.

When Wang Feng left the old city of Xue, he was attacked by the Sword Sect Sect Master halfway, which made Xue Wuming blame himself for a while, but fortunately Wang Feng was unharmed. This time, the latter's momentum is even higher than in the past.

"The future is really getting more and more fierce, and the future is immeasurable. Xue Wuming said with heartfelt emotion.

Wang Feng laughed and nodded slightly to respect.

The general order was as silent as ever, and he nodded in the face of Xue Wuming's questioning.

Wang Feng's expression was closed. Earnestly asked. "When does it start?"

"It's time to get started. Xue Nameless turned and motioned for the two of them to go to the Tower of Babel.

Now the three of them are outside the city. As soon as he walked into the old city of snow, the masters from all walks of life along the way poked their heads out, and looked at the two people who were the strongest in mortal cultivation today. Then he looked up at the tower that stood in the sky and did not fall for thousands of years.

"Snort. ”

Today, the sun is just right, and the Tower of Babel radiates a divine glow under the refraction of the light.

At the beginning, Wang Feng was fortunate to see the Tower of Babel once, but unfortunately he did not have the opportunity to observe it up close, and finally saw his true face.

This pagoda occupies a vast area, and the appearance of red light is scattered, and the materials on the walls of the tower are actually made of polished stones. It's a miracle.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

Under the divine light, there was a column of dozens of Tanu, dressed in armor, phosphorescent and shining, and their bodies exuded a strong aura. However, a face was as dead as ashes, without any expression, especially the hollowness between the eyes, without the slightest radiance.

Though a man live, he shall not be free in the world, as if he were the living dead.

The general, who had been reticent at first, was moved. looked at one of the middle-aged men, "He is a junior of my general's sect......"

Xue Wuming and Wang Feng glanced at each other. There was no reply. In fact, a few days after Wang Feng was cultivating in the General's Gate, Li Muwan revealed that after the failure of this wizard in the Gate to conquer the Tower of Babel, he never returned to the General's Gate.

"Hmmm. ”

Perhaps feeling the burning gaze of the general's order, the middle-aged man danced a halberd in his hand with a sonorous sound, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to fight the Tower of Babel, pass me first." ”

The words were sonorous like the roar of war drums, and the rich murderous aura rose up. But apart from the murderous aura, there is no other emotion, this voice seems to be instilled in them in advance, hoarse and mechanical at the same time.

The general's eyes flashed, and he didn't make a move, not because he was afraid, but because the time had not come.

"Let's make a blood sacrifice first. ”

Xue Wuming nodded at the two of them, and motioned for Wang Feng and the general to order them to go to the altar. The altar is located in the middle of the Tower of Babel, ten zhang away, the shape is simple, polished by a huge stone, the whole body is white.

There is a stone trough on the altar surface, on which there are blood stains, each of which corresponds to a name.

This altar contains the power of heaven and earth, and once his name is engraved and a drop of essence blood is dropped, it is equivalent to officially acknowledging that if he fails to conquer the Tower of Babel, he must bear all the consequences.

Whether it is dying in the tower or being lucky enough to become a tower slave, all beings must not repent, otherwise they will suffer backlash.

This step is called the Divine Soul Blood Sacrifice, and the blood stains that drip into it are the purest essence blood of the Divine Soul, which can implicate the Divine Soul. If you try to regret it after losing the battle, you will be crushed by the spirit of the altar. At worst, the soul is eternal, and life is better than death, and at worst, the soul is scattered on the spot, and the body is dead.

"Let's get started. ”

A smile hung on the corner of the general's mouth, and he clicked with the index finger of his right hand, and with the help of a powerful finger, he engraved his name on the altar, how to detain a drop of essence blood, and slowly drip into the altar.

Phew.

The next moment, the blood of the gods shone in the blue sky, and an inexplicable coercion swept the audience, and then thunder fell from the sky, carrying thousands of lightning, wrapped in that drop of essence blood and constantly blessed the forbidden spell.

The people observing from the periphery were shocked that it was just a drop of blood to cause such a momentum.

Rao is Xue Wuming, who has been sitting in the old city of Snow for more than ten years, also looked stunned, and silently guessed in his heart that this was the strongest conquest that the Tower of Babel had ever faced.

Only Wang Feng and General Ling looked unharmed and quite calm.

It must be known that the general ordered to be silent in the Heavenly Demon Cold Pool for hundreds of years, and his cultivation had already broken through the limit of the mortal realm and stepped into the immortal realm, which was just a realm that was intentionally suppressed when walking in the mortal realm. Now that the Divine Soul Blood Sacrifice is proud of breaking his true realm, it will naturally trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

"Whew. ”

The sky shimmered, the great altar rose and fell, and then there was a sonorous hum like the impact of gold and stone, and all visions converged and returned to peace.

"It's your turn. The general ordered a few steps back and motioned for Wang Feng to step forward.

Wang Feng's expression was indifferent, he waved his big hand, his index finger was engraved, and the word 'Wang Feng' was shining brightly during the huge earthquake on the altar, looming on the table. Immediately, his heart moved slightly, and a drop of Yin Hong's essence blood slowly poured into the altar.

The divine soul essence blood slowly flowed along the blood groove between the fonts, and then suddenly there was an explosion, and the blood light rushed into the sky, crushing the clouds in the nine heavens on the spot.

"Sonorous. ”

A drop of essence blood shines with peerless light, and then in the bloodstains in the sky, there is a golden shadow flickering, that is, a person suddenly stepped out of the void, wrapped in the divine light of the sky, and one step can pierce the sky, too great and shocking.

"This is?" Xue Nameless was shocked, and then his expression changed drastically, "Golden Blood!"

As soon as these words came out, even the general's seemingly indifferent eyes became solemn.

Immediately, several people along the side looked at the drop of essence blood splashed by Wang Feng, and found that inside Yin Hong's blood, there was a subtle golden pattern like a gossamer, which was very small and almost invisible to the naked eye. Only by focusing on all your vision can you find the clues.

But it was this wisp of golden blood that reflected the gold-colored light and shadow from the void.

This kind of heaven and earth vision was so terrifying that the Tanu who was guarding the Tower of Babel like a dead man ten zhang away became irritable, and one of the voices sounded impressively, carrying a murderous aura in the sky, "First generation!"

Gradually, the Tower of Babel shook violently, as if there was a peerless beast about to break through the seal, causing disaster to the world, so that the old city of Snow was implicated, and the huge city trembled.

"First generation?" Wang Feng frowned, these two words were not unfamiliar, because at the beginning, also in the Snow Old City, the Golden Vulture from the Three Thousand Realms had faintly revealed these two words after seeing him.

However, Wang Feng didn't care about it at the time, and now that the Tower of Babel heard these two words again, it made him think, what seemed to be confirmed in the dark?

"What does this mean?" Wang Feng asked Xiang Xue Nameless, hoping to get an answer.

However, Xue Wuming shook his head silently, looking embarrassed, "I don't know, but the golden blood carrier is very extraordinary, and your blood is extremely good, and even the Tower of Babel has felt it." ”

"At the moment, I'm afraid it's not a good sign. The general smiled and pointed to the Tower of Babel.

Wang Feng glanced over and found that the nine people who were originally outside the tower had been directly doubled, and eighteen people were dressed in armor and guarded outside the tower, enveloping the audience with a shocking murderous aura.

"Uh. Wang Feng touched his chin, his expression closed, and the vision of heaven and earth returned to peace, only his name was still shining with a crystal luster, with a touch of divine power more than those bloodstained Ban Chen's names.

"What else do you need to prepare next?" Wang Feng diverted the topic and asked Xue Wuming.

Xue Nameless shook his head and pointed to the location of the main entrance of the Tower of Babel ten zhang away, "Let's attack the tower." ”

"Bang. ”

After Wang Feng and the general order received Xue Wuming's clear instructions, their respective bodies shook, and the beams of light in the sky surrounded their bodies, like two Shura being born, and they stepped towards the Tower of Babel together.

"Sonorous. "Eighteen Tanu either raised halberds, or held blood-colored swords in their hands, or held swords in both arms, forming a torrent of iron armor in front of the Tower of Babel, blocking the way ahead of the two of them. These slaves under the tower are quite amazing wizards of all eras, although they were eventually reduced to slaves, but their own combat effectiveness has not been reduced by half a point, and they are even stronger than the peak state of the year.

Wang Feng and General Ling glanced at each other, and the latter asked, "One and a half?"

"Good. ”

Wang Feng didn't need to say much, he clapped his palms, took three steps and made one step, and raised his hand to slap at one of the Tanu. The speed was too fast, and almost at the moment of punching, it turned into a streamer, and countless afterimages appeared behind him, overlapping layer by layer.

Boom, boom, boom.

The monstrous riot exploded in place, and then the Tower of Babel emitted an inexplicable beam of light, forming a huge light shield, wrapping all the ten zhang radius outside the tower.

"The first generation appeared and killed him. ”

Another roar of murderous aura was transmitted, and then the three blood-colored war knives slashed down in the air, aiming at Wang Feng's Heavenly Spirit Cover, trying to smash it with one sword.

The three knives brought out three blood-colored rays of light, shining the blood light in front of the tower, as if the gate of hell was wide open, and undead demons rushed out.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Wang Feng sneered, pinched the fist mark with his left hand, and hit a certain Tanu in the abdomen with a punch, and under the effect of penetrating force, he killed the latter on the spot, completely disappearing in a state of flying ash.

"Click. ”

In the end, it was a weak slash and fell, without wind and waves.

"Click. Wang Feng shook his neck, his eyes were bright, and his whole body was filled with a strong fighting intent.

(To be continued.) )