There are 18 floors in the Tower of Babel, and it is said that as long as you can completely pass through the 18 floors, you will be able to open the gate to Babel, see the real gods, and see the real gods, and naturally have the opportunity to become a god.

Qin Ye laughed secretly when he heard this, there were no real gods in this world realm at all, and those extraterritorial supreme powerhouses had been fighting towards this goal all their lives, so they did not hesitate to turn a good and perfect world realm into the miserable appearance they are now, how could they let others become gods?

The creation of such a Tower of Babel is nothing more than to select talented warriors and then act as their doglegs.

Nanfeng Zeyu talked about his impact on the Tower of Babel, and his tone looked very lost, among the sixteen young gentlemen, there are only two people who have not yet passed the eighth layer, and he is one of them.

If he continues to consume like this, let others rush here as well, and his position among the sixteen young gentlemen will not be guaranteed.

Qin Ye also didn't know until now, whether it was "one emperor, four emperors, eight saints, two mothers, eight kings and sixteen gentlemen", or "eight handsome, eight beauties, and sixteen young gentlemen", the ranking of these strong people was determined by the number of layers that hit the Tower of Babel.

The Tower of Babel can very accurately reflect the combat power of martial arts cultivators, and from this point of view, this is also because there are relatively few incidents of martial artists in the Qianfeng Continent killing each other, because if you want to compete for the ranking, you just go directly to the Tower of Babel.

Therefore, the number of warriors who fell in the Tower of Babel was far greater than the number of warriors who killed each other on the mainland.

"If you go to the eighth layer now, you will definitely be able to pass. Qin Ye comforted Nanfeng Zeyu casually, he was thinking more about the intention of those extraterritorial powerhouses to make the Tower of Babel and use it to cultivate dog legs, this reason was obviously too thin, and some could not stand firmly.

According to Jiang Li's description, the extraterritorial world realm is much larger than the Barbarian Void Continent, and which of those extraterritorial powerhouses is not a monster that has lived for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, and has lived for such a long time, even if he is restrained and scattered, there is an extremely large family behind him, such a character is actually not bad at all.

Since it is not to cultivate dog legs, the real usefulness of the Tower of Babel is very worthy of scrutiny.

"Could it be that those extraterritorial powerhouses think that the local powerhouses are easier to find and approach the heart of the world?"

A conjecture suddenly popped up in Qin Ye's heart, although it was more daring, it made him feel a sense of sudden enlightenment, thinking of the Pan Seal, Qin Ye thought that this conjecture seemed to be more convincing than the statement that the extraterritorial powerhouse cultivated a dog's leg.

"In the final analysis, it's just a matter of using the native warriors of the Wild Void Continent. But if I'm going to enter the Tower of Babel in the future, won't I become a martial artist raised by the strongest people outside the territory?"

Qin Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly, it was obviously too early to pay attention to these things now, sooner or later he would have to face the strongest people outside the territory, and whether he could enter the Tower of Babel or not, it would actually have no effect.

Nanfeng Zeyu was obviously thinking about the eighth layer of the Tower of Babel, his brows sometimes frowned, sometimes stretched, and after a long time, he said: "Qin Ye, I have to tell you Xie Lu Xie again this time, you are right, if I go to the eighth layer of the Tower of Babel now, I will definitely be able to pass through, and I will not waste a lot of strength." The power of this divine soul is indeed infinite. ”

"Of course, there is infinity, cultivating the gods and cultivating the power seem to be two different paths, but the extreme strength of the power is actually the same path. If the divine soul power is strong enough to a certain extent, the lethality of the martial artist is not weaker than that of the martial artist, and it will even be stronger. Qin Ye smiled lightly.

Nanfeng Zeyu was extremely fascinated and asked: "How should this god cultivate? Martial arts cultivation, through absorbing and refining the yuan power to achieve the purpose of promotion, then what about cultivating the god, what kind of power to absorb?"

"Cultivation is from the outside in, by absorbing external forces to strengthen one's body. The power of the divine soul itself is the internal strength of the human body, and it is an elusive force, just like spiritual power. If you want to make the power of the divine soul continue to grow, you can use meditation and other means, and there are also some heaven and earth spirit extracts that increase the strength of the divine soul between heaven and earth, but more often rely on your own meditation. Qin Ye did not shy away from it, when he passed the meditation method to Nanfeng Zeyu's divine soul, he had already passed this meditation method to Nalan Yanran, Su Yi, Nanfeng Lu, Qin Ying and others, as for how far they could cultivate, it depended on their own creation.

Nanfeng Zeyu naturally thanked him again, and at this time he looked a little embarrassed, Qin Ye knew that he hated him, but he still selflessly handed over such a precious thing to him.

"Qin Ye, although I still hate you, in the future, I am willing to be driven by you with my life Nanfeng Zeyu, even if it is for me to die, I will not hesitate to do so. ”

Qin Ye smiled: "Don't be so serious, these things are very precious to you, but they are nothing to me." What's more, you have missed the best age to condense the power of the divine soul, so even if you have condensed the power of the divine soul now and have the method of meditation, you will not be able to go too far on the path of cultivating the gods. ”

This is the truth, among the people who Qin Ye helped condense the power of the divine soul, except for Qin Ying's strange talent, maybe one day he can cultivate the power of the divine soul to a strong enough level, and the other people can cultivate the power of the divine soul to a high-level sense of the divine realm, then it can be regarded as a big luck.

Nanfeng Zeyu didn't see it that way, and said sincerely: "This thing is not precious to you, it is not important. How far we can go is also a matter of our personal creation. In the Qianfeng Continent, all cultivators value their own stunt secrets more than their lives, and there are very few who can easily transfer them to others like you, so you are worthy of the friendship of our recipients. ”

Listening to these words, Qin Ye smiled and said: "Friendship is friendship, there is no need to fill it with your life." Don't talk about these vain things, I haven't come back for so long after watching the excitement outside, it is estimated that a huge amount of wolf beasts have been hunted, and we will also go out to take a look. ”

"If it's really a huge wolf beast with metallic power, how can it be so easy to catch?" Nanfeng Zeyu said, still standing up and walking out the door with Qin Ye.

Judging from the situation outside, the Golden Knife Demon Hunting Team may have also failed, and it should have been defeated very badly.

There are more than forty martial artists in total, and their strength ranges from the Danqi realm to the Juding realm, among which the head Jin Sheng is still a high-level Juding realm martial artist, but from Jin Sheng down, all the martial artists of the Golden Sword Demon Hunting Team are all injured, and more than a dozen martial artists have even lost their breath, and their bodies are still incomplete, and they are dead miserable.

Whether it was the warriors wandering in the entire Haiyuan Town, or the ordinary merchants, almost all of them who were empty at this time poured here, and the black oppressive human head surrounded the huge open space in front of the tavern, and the scene was surprisingly quiet.

No one blames the failure of the Golden Sword Demon Hunter Team, at this moment, everyone is silently paying tribute to these failed heroes, and several doctors in the town shuttle through the crowd of the Golden Sword Demon Hunter Team to heal their injuries, but depending on the situation, it seems to be a little difficult, except for a few lightly injured warriors, the other warriors are all seriously injured, and whether they can save their lives is two words.

Many of the warriors had more than 100 wounds on their bodies, and the whole person seemed to have been cut by a blade from head to toe, and the wounds were densely arranged together, dripping with blood, white bones, and it didn't look scary.

The pungent smell of blood spread over the clearing, making the calm atmosphere more and more oppressive and heavy.

People seem to be desperate at this moment, almost all the people who wander here depend on hunting spirit beasts for a living, and the huge wolf beasts dominate at the only entrance to Haiyuan, and if they don't go, it is equivalent to blocking these hard-working demon hunters.

Demon hunters can't catch spirit beasts, what do they live on? How do the big families behind them live?

"Captain Jin, this injury is too troublesome and weird, it can't stop bleeding at all, how did this injury go? "An older doctor is already the most skilled doctor in Haiyuan Town, but after turning around in the crowd, he found a strange phenomenon, the best hemostatic elixir on weekdays actually failed today.

No matter what kind of elixir was used, the wounds of those wounded could not stop the bleeding, but seemed to make the wounds even worse.

Such a strange thing was unheard of, and several doctors were all helpless, and they all gathered in front of Jin Sheng, the leader of the demon hunting team.

Jin Sheng is very strong, more than two meters tall, with big eyes, big nose, big ears and big mouth, at first glance he is a rough and cool martial artist, in comparison, the injuries he received are obviously relatively light, only a wound on his chest is slightly hideous, there are no fatal injuries elsewhere, most of them are flesh wounds.

Rao is like this, Jin Sheng's situation is not good, his huge face looks pale and colorless, his spirit is sluggish, although the wounds on his body are small, they have been bleeding constantly, and the sequelae of excessive bleeding have erupted, as if he is about to drain the essence of his whole person.

Especially when he heard a few doctors say that there was no hope for this kind of injury treatment, his expression became even more ugly, the Golden Knife Demon Hunting Team was established by him, and these members were all his life and death brothers, all of them were life-threatening friendships, if they all fell, it would be really difficult for him to accept this fact.

The Demon Hunter is actually a life of survival, so losing his life is really not a big deal, but like now, the entire members of the Demon Hunting Team are facing a threat to their lives, which is a fatal blow to the Demon Hunter Team.

Demon hunters are not afraid of death, and they are ready to die for a long time, but behind every demon hunter, there are still a large number of family members to support, one or two demon hunters die on weekdays, and the demon hunter team will always provide for the families of these deceased, but if the entire demon hunting team is gone, who will provide for their families?

Jin Sheng's face seemed to flow into the last drop of blood, and the whole person seemed to be a little shaky, and he said with a blank look: "Who else could it be, it is that hateful huge wolf beast, who would have thought that its strength would be so strong that it spewed out the sword wind that spewed out is even more fierce than that of all grade weapons, and it is estimated that ordinary saint-grade weapons are not necessarily opponents." We, mortals in the flesh, are fortunate to be able to walk back with a breath under it, alas. ”

Several doctors were shocked when they heard this, that huge wolf beast was really so strong? They originally thought that the Golden Knife Demon Hunting Team would be foolproof when they attacked, but they didn't expect to return with a feather.

"Captain Jin, is that beast really so strong, and even you are no opponent?" the crowd finally broke the silence, and someone asked cautiously.

Jin Sheng laughed miserably, raised his arm and spun around so that everyone could see the wounds on his body as much as possible, and then said, "If Jin can destroy that beast, how can he be hurt by it like this?"

The crowd was silent again, and after a long time, someone sighed: "It's really a creation and a man, our life is already hard, but I don't want to encounter this kind of calamity." Even the head of the Jin regiment is not the opponent of that beast, it seems that he can only spend a lot of money and invite the powerhouse of the Cave Void Realm to come over to destroy that beast. ”

The crowd echoed one after another, the beast was in the way, it was impossible not to get rid of it, and it seemed that he had to break the fortune again and invite a stronger martial artist to come over.

"Everyone!" shouted Captain Jin Sheng, saying a word, but it made everyone completely lose hope.