"I can't see it, you're still an impatient."

Ta Lingmo Tower was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly, "If you have to say it, that's right, as long as you can defeat me, it is equivalent to passing the ninth layer of the Tower of Babel." ”

"In that case, let's do it."

Ye Xing smiled indifferently.

"I wanted to tell you about the Tower of Babel and my origins, but since you're so anxious, let's get started. Win or lose, I'll tell you a few things about the Tower of Babel and give you some rewards. ”

Mota's voice became a little ethereal, the smile on his face gradually retracted, becoming solemn and serious, and from his eyes, he could clearly see a boiling battle intent that was not lost to Ye Xing in the slightest!

Rumble!

In an instant, Mota's seemingly not very strong body actually erupted with a terrifying might, this aura far surpassed the martial arts projection of the eighth layer, and its cultivation had skyrocketed to the perfection of the Heavenly Realm!

Under this kind of cultivation, what Heavenly Rank Realm is small, and Heaven Rank Realm is large, it will become worthless! But judging from the quantity and quality of that terrifying Yuan Force, it is enough to form a crushing trend!

"Good time!"

Ye Xing's eyes lit up, he hit the eight-story Babel Tower, and finally met an opponent worthy of fighting with all his strength on this ninth layer, which made him a little enthusiastic, and even aroused the strong battle intent in his heart!

Shout!

Only two soft sounds were heard, and the figures of Ye Xing and Mota disappeared directly in place, leaving only two afterimages, and the next moment, the afterimages dissipated, and there was a heavy muffled sound in the air!

It was the most primitive impact exchange between fists and fists!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Immediately after, two extremely swift figures collided and fought wildly in this white space, if anyone was here, they would be shocked to find that there were countless afterimages here gradually dissipating there, and the roar of thunder and thunder was constantly ringing!

It doesn't give people the slightest respite!

"Five Mountains Shake the Heavenly Seal!"

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Xing's roar sounded, and the Five Mountains Shaking Heaven Seal was instantly struck, turning into Dao Dao Mountains and smashing directly towards Mota's figure!

Shout!

Who knows, Mota's speed far exceeded Ye Xing's imagination, and it actually escaped within the power range of the Five Mountains Shaking Heaven Seal in an instant!

The Wuyue Heaven-Shaking Seal swooped into the air, but instead hit the snow-white ground, and actually smashed a terrible pit! Five completely different strands of energy were entangled and ejected like a purple snake's lightning, with the deep pit as the central point, and there were bursts of spiderweb-like cracks on the entire ground!

"What a strong innate martial art! Even if it's a psychic martial art, it's not as good! ”

A look of surprise flashed in Mota's eyes, hundreds of years had passed, and there had been few surprises to appear. However, Ye Xing's Five Mountains Shaking Heaven Seal was one of them.

Immediately after, Mota's palms swam out like a spiritual snake, and his body twisted wildly in the void, as if he had turned into an evil dragon that ravaged the heavens and the earth!

"The evil dragon drills the sky!"

A condensed black Yuan Force surged out from Mota's body, covering it with a layer of indestructible black scales, and slashed towards Ye Xing with the momentum of drilling into the sky!

This blow is with killing intent, and there is no intention of sparing the hand!

However, whether it was Mota or Ye Xing, they had already been mentally prepared for this. The so-called Tower of Babel is a dangerous place, even if you die in the tower, it is only your own strength is insufficient, and you have nothing to do with others.

Moreover, for Ye Xing, he expected so!

Only under the real life and death crisis can he be forced to develop his potential and help him break through!

"Starflame Extreme Explosion Curse!"

The evil dragon with the power of drilling through the sky and the earth drilled directly into the leaf punishment with amazing divine power, but the latter's reaction was extremely fast, and he did not lose to the ink tower just now, and he narrowly avoided the evil dragon of the ink tower with the momentum of the spirit snake dancing in an instant!

Almost at the same moment, Ye Xing's hands condensed and controlled the powerful spiritual power, and immediately he only heard an earth-shattering explosion, and a terrifying power comparable to a volcanic eruption exploded on the head of the evil dragon!

The flames are all over the sky, and the stars are blazing!

Roar!

The evil dragon roared violently, and at this moment, a pitch-black spear burst out of the air and slid into Ye Xing's palm with a natural momentum, and the whole process looked extremely smooth, without the slightest hint of jerkyness.

As if everything was meant to be this way.

Burst!

The black spear head shone with a sharp obsidian light, and a shot stabbed out, directly hitting the scarlet eyes of the evil dragon, and the terrible scream sounded again, but Ye Xing's subordinates were ruthless, and the tip of the spear went straight into the back of the dragon with an invincible momentum!

Take advantage of the trend!

Laugh at!

The evil dragon struggled almost like madness, but Ye Xing took care of himself and used the tip of his spear to bring out a blood-colored scratch on the dragon's body, which pierced through his body!

"Drink!"

Seeing that this evil dragon was already a little weak, Ye Xing's eyes erupted with a soul-like chill, only to see him holding the scales of the evil dragon with one hand, and forming a fist with five fingers with the other, and the divine fist with a strength of nearly 50,000 jin smashed down!

Bang! Bang!

Punch the evil dragon, the hard scales are not threatened by the sword, but they can't resist the hammer of such divine power! The evil dragon screamed out in great misery, but Ye Xing did not give up, until he hammered the evil dragon to the ground and lay down weakly, he completely stopped!

Wow!

A divine light loomed, and the dragon's body suddenly changed, returning to the shape of Mota again. At this time, the latter's face was slightly pale, and he looked at Ye Xing with a wry smile, and said, "I really obeyed you, at your age, except for my master, I have never seen a fierce and terrifying young man like you......"

"Agreed, so to speak, the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel should have been considered my pass."

Ye Xing chuckled.

"That's natural, you even defeated the tower spirit, and there is nothing in this nine-story tower of Babel that can stop you."

Mota sighed lightly, and what made Ye Xing a little puzzled was that there was a hint of relief and relief in this voice, and immediately, the former changed his words and said, "However, if you really want to conquer this Tower of Babel, you still have to go through the tenth layer." There, my master is waiting for you. ”

"The tenth floor?"

Hearing this, Ye Xing was stunned at first, then frowned, and looked very surprised: "Isn't the Tower of Babel only nine floors?" Why is there another tenth layer? ”

Moreover, from Mota's words just now, the word "master" had been mentioned more than once, and he was curious, who was this "master"?

"The Tower of Babel has always had a tenth floor. It's just that in the past few hundred years, no one has ever reached the ninth layer, and naturally no one is qualified to let me tell him the secrets of the tenth layer. ”

Mo Ta said lightly: "More than five hundred years ago, the master left me and the Tower of Babel in the border of the Nanqi Continent, and asked me to wait here for a destined person. Only those who are destined can learn the secret of the Tower of Babel and the identity of its owner. ”

"What is a destined person?"

Ye Xing asked.

"Someone who can make it to the ninth floor and defeat me."

In this regard, Mota smiled indifferently and quickly added: "However, people like you who can pass the level from the first layer to the ninth layer are naturally in the category. So, before we went to war, I wanted to talk to you about it. ”

"What does this mean? Is it important to have a perfect score? ”

Ye Xing frowned slightly, he only knew that the perfect score could get enough rest time, what was the use of the rest, then he really didn't know.

"Of course, do you think everyone is like you and can get a perfect score? More than 300 years ago, there was a little guy who made it all the way to the eighth floor, although he was still talented. ”

Mota said helplessly: "However, only the first to the fourth layer of his way up is a perfect score, and even, when he reaches the seventh layer, it is only the lowest passing grade." I have never seen a genius of your age who can possess such combat power except for the master back then. ”

From his words, Ye Xing heard emotions of emotion and amazement.

"Little one? Could it be that he is talking about Gu Tianhe's predecessors? ”

Ye Xing secretly said, Gu Tianhe, who was once called the strongest man in the empire, was actually called a little guy by Mota on the first day for hundreds of years?

If this is heard by the gang outside, you can't be dumbfounded?

However, Ye Xing knew that Mota really had this qualification, no matter how old Gu Tianhe was, he was only a person more than three hundred years ago, and Mota, as the spirit of Babel Tower, had lived for at least more than five hundred years! It can be said that it is a real antique!

"Of course, there is another point, that is, people who can always play from the first layer to the ninth layer with a perfect score, as long as there are no major accidents, it is not difficult to defeat my Mota."

Mota smiled and shrugged his shoulders, he glanced at Ye Xing deeply, and said, "The master once ordered that as long as there is a young genius who can defeat me, then that person must be taken to the tenth layer to fight with the martial arts projection left by the master. ”

"Who is your master?"

Ye Xing's eyes were solemn, from the words of this Mota, he could completely hear the latter's awe and worship of his master, just by feeling it, he could know that this master was by no means an ordinary person!

"My master's name is Mo Lin. However, people from the lower continents like you should have never heard of his name, but you should have heard of another name for him. Thousands of years ago, when he was in the Endless Sea, the master was once called the overlord of the sea by the world! ”

Mota's words struck Ye Xing's heart word by word like a dusk drum and morning bell.

Sea overlord?!

"You mean ......"

Ye Xingqiang suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Your master Mo Lin is the overlord who founded the Land of Chaos thousands of years ago and unified the entire Endless Sea?" ”

"That's right."

Mota nodded, and from his expression, there was no hint of lying. The pride on his face that seemed to come from the depths of his soul reminded Ye Xing all the time.

"It's really him!"

Ye Xing was shocked in his heart, but what he couldn't figure out was why this sea overlord who was calling for wind and rain in the endless sea area would have something to do with a small Nanqi Continent?

What does the so-called destined person mean?