Possessed by the yin mist, a large part of the body, the sorrow and the sorrow let out a scream, and after the yin and the evil extinguished the flames of the shade, they all surged up, one left and one right, swept away the body of the sorrow.

In just a moment, the essence blood and vitality of her whole body were devoured, and her body quickly withered, falling straight to the ground, shattering into powder, and disappearing with the wind.

"The third layer of the Phantom God Realm passed, it took thirty-six breaths, and the dust of the Phantom God was given, and the challenger chose whether to open the Phantom God Star List?"

Cheng Yun's divine consciousness clone returned to the hall on the third floor of the Illusory God Realm, and said loudly towards the whirlpool above the hall, "Don't open it. ”

The voice in the whirlpool did not disappear like the previous two times, but sounded again: "The challenger cultivated to the three realms of gathering spirits, spent thirty-six breaths in the third layer of the Illusory God Realm, and entered the third layer of the Illusory God Realm sequence, ranking eight, Ci, the crystal of the illusory god." ”

Cheng Yun was about to disperse his divine sense, but after hearing the voice coming from the whirlpool, he secretly said in his heart: "Illusory God Realm Sequence? Phantom God Crystal? There is indeed a secret unknown to me in the Illusory God Realm of this Tower of Babel, but the most important thing at this moment is to condense the fourth ray." ”

Thinking of this, Cheng Yun's divine consciousness clone dispersed and returned to his body, and at this moment, outside his body, there were three hazy air currents surrounding him.

Cheng Yun integrated the three hazy air currents into his own Yuan Core and began to try to break through the fourth hole of the Yuan Core.

At the same time, there has been an uproar in the Tower of Babel, because at the top of the Tower of Babel, a stone tablet has fallen from the sky and landed at the entrance of the Tower of Babel.

The stele is unpretentious, without a trace of pattern carving, and at its top, there are several runes engraved, constantly flickering.

Underneath these runes, the words carved on the stone tablet flashed twice in a row.

For the first time, Nangong Heng's name appeared, and the text that appeared on the stele was: "Terran, Nangong Heng, cultivated to the three realms of gathering spirits, the fourth layer of the Illusion God Realm of the Tower of Babel, it took three hundred and sixty-one breaths, and the fourth layer of the Illusion God Realm sequence, the twenty-first." ”

As soon as the stele came out, it immediately attracted the attention of countless monks outside the Tower of Babel, among which there were many voices of discussion.

"Nangong Heng, the cultivation is the three mangs, that is, the cultivation of the three realms of the spirit gathering mentioned in the Tower of Babel, the magic weapon cannot be used in the Tower of Babel, the pill cannot be taken, and even many magic powers also have a lot of restrictions, not to mention the three mangs, that is, the monks of the four mangs are also quite difficult to face the fourth-layer guardians in the Tower of Babel, Nangong Heng is by no means simple!"

"Not only that!, he was able to kill the defender of the fourth layer with Sanmang Cultivator as the one, which shows that his own strength is at the peak among the Sanmang Monks, and the sequence of entering the Illusion God Realm shows that among all the monks who have broken through the fourth layer of the Tower of Babel for thousands of years, this person's speed is extremely fast, ranking twenty-one, which is enough to show that this person's combat power is amazing. ”

"A few days ago, Cheng Yun once killed the four-mang monk in the Void God Realm of the Tower of Babel, but the four-mang monk of the Di Qing clan and Cheng Yun could not use the magic weapon, and their strength was also suppressed to an extremely low level, I am afraid that the combat power is comparable to the fourth-layer guardian of the Illusory God Realm, so to speak, the combat power of this Nangong Heng and Cheng Yun is afraid that it is half a catty and eight taels, and maybe even Nangong Heng is a little stronger!"

While the monks were still talking, the words on the stele changed again.

"Is it possible that the second person has entered the Illusory God Realm sequence of the Tower of Babel today? The sequence of the first person to appear is relatively later, if the name of the second person appears, it means that the sequence of the second person in the Illusory God Realm is higher than Nangong Heng, I don't know who this person is!"

"No matter who this person is, he will get a great name, and I'm afraid it is not much better than Cheng Yun who was boiling a few days ago!"

The words in the stele slowly changed, and at the same time, in the hall in the Tower of Babel, a stone tablet also appeared.

Almost all the monks in the hall stood up and came to the stele to see its contents.

After seeing Nangong Heng's name, several of them looked towards a corner in the hall, and the elegant monk sitting cross-legged there was none other than Nangong Heng.

When Nangong Heng's eyes were all on him, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and what he was looking at was not the monks who were looking at him, but Cheng Yun sitting cross-legged in the corner.

The words in the stele slowly disappeared, and new words began to emerge, Nangong Heng's brows furrowed, and Cheng Yun didn't seem to care about the content in the stele at all, stood up straight, and left the hall.

"Terran, Cheng Yun, cultivated to the three realms of gathering spirits, the third layer of the Tower of Babel Illusory God Realm, it took thirty-six breaths, and entered the third layer of the Phantom God Realm, the eighth place. The words on the stele were fully revealed, causing an uproar.

"Eighth! He is actually the eighth!" Nangong Heng looked at the words on the stone tablet, and shook his head more than once, he was extremely shocked by this.

"The last time the Tower of Babel was opened, my cultivation was also three mangs, and when I passed through this third layer of the Illusion God Realm, the means came out, and only then did I kill the guardian, it took one hundred and thirty-eight breaths, and I was ranked eighty-three in the sequence!" Nangong Heng's hand grasped the fist, and his nails pinched the palm of his hand deeply.

He looked at the stone tablet, his eyes were full of anger and coldness, and he already had a killing intent towards Cheng Yun in his heart: "Last time, because I entered the Illusory God Realm sequence, I was recognized by the tribe as one of the few descendants, until today, although my cultivation has made some progress, I have not yet broken through to the four mangs, even if I break through the third layer in this state, I can't kill the guardian within thirty-six breaths! Could it be that Cheng Yun is really stronger than me Nangong Heng!"

With reluctance and resentment, Nangong Heng also left the Tower of Babel, and outside the Tower of Babel, there was already an old man waiting for him.

"Congratulations to Brother Nangong! Re-enter the Illusion God Realm Sequence!" Although the old man said congratulatory words in his mouth, the expression on his face was gloomy.

Nangong Heng snorted coldly, left the crowd, and took a few steps, each step made him walk a few feet away, but in a moment he came to the outside of the northern city gate.

The old man followed closely behind Nangong Heng, and after coming to the north gate, he said to Nangong Heng: "Brother Nangong doesn't need to be angry, Cheng Yun is just a mountain barbarian cultivator, and Brother Nangong is a descendant of the Shanyang Clan, why bother with this person." ”

"With your cultivation at the moment, can you pass through the third layer of the Illusory God Realm within thirty-six breaths?" Nangong Heng sneered slightly and asked towards the old man.

The old man's eyes showed disdain, and then he smiled: "Why do you want to ask Brother Nangong knowingly, the younger brother's injury has not healed, and it will be a few days before he can enter the Heavenly Tower, and whether he can pass through the third layer of the Illusory God Realm within thirty-six breaths at that time, Brother Nangong will know." ”

Brother Nangong didn't care at all about the old man calling himself a junior brother, he continued: "You have practiced the art of controlling corpses since you were a child, so you are the appearance of an old man at a young age, and others only think that you are stupid in terms of qualifications, but I, Nangong Heng, know that your divine sense is extremely terrifying, but it is you, and Nangong Heng does not think that you can defeat Cheng Yun. ”

"Hahaha, Brother Nangong is too humble, you can't use magic weapons and pills in the Illusion God Realm, it's normal for Brother Nangong's strength to be suppressed, Cheng Yun may be as good at the art of divine consciousness as the younger brother, outside the Tower of Babel, Brother Nangong will definitely be able to kill him!" The old man laughed and said to Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng didn't seem to hear the old man's words, he turned around and said, "You are very open-minded, Nangong Heng doesn't have the confidence to be able to overpower Cheng Yun, but the tree is very popular, this person may just be a flash in the pan!"

Speaking of this, Nangong Heng's eyes were full of coldness, and he left straight outside the city gate, the old man followed with a cold sneer a few times, and then chased after Nangong Heng in the direction where he left.

Cheng Yun left the Tower of Babel, and the monks around him who knew him cast admiring glances, Cheng Yun didn't care, and galloped straight towards the east gate.

A gaze full of malice fell on Cheng Yun's body, and a middle-aged monk walked out of the monks around the Tower of Babel, and followed behind Cheng Yun unhurriedly.

Cheng Yun found that someone was following, so he didn't stop it, but accelerated his speed, and the power of chasing the wind and true spirit enveloped his whole body, and for a while, Cheng Yun's speed increased several times, and he disappeared in place in a blink of an eye.

The monk who followed Cheng Yun was Di Xun, his cultivation was slightly higher than Cheng Yun's, he was a four-man cultivator, he thought he could master Cheng Yun's traces, but at this moment, he was shocked, and he was extremely surprised by the speed that Cheng Yun showed.

He no longer slowed down, but rushed towards the city gate in the east, and when he arrived at the city gate, he found that Cheng Yun's trace was gone.

"Elder Yan, Cheng Yun has already left Jinkui City and left from the East Gate. ”

Di Heng took out a talisman and said a word to the talisman.

"You wait outside the east gate, I will send the monks of the clan to help, as long as Cheng Yun returns, you wait to surround and kill him, if it fails, come and see it yourself." ”

There was a burst of words from the talisman, and Di Heng's expression changed greatly when he heard the words, and he put away the talisman fiercely and left towards the city gate.

Half an hour later, Cheng Yun had already left Jinkui City dozens of miles away, and he came to the foot of Panlong Mountain.