When the chief examiner was about to make a move, he heard it, and the exclamation of the outer disciple looked over, with a shocked expression, and everyone was shocked at this time.

The point of light of the Tower of Babel climbed rapidly, "Nine.... Ten..... Twelve.... Fifteen.... Twenty"

The quota of the twenty-two levels of the inner disciples of the Tower of Babel has been brushed away by Mu Feng.

"This, what's going on?" Murong Feng looked at Babel Tower with a gloomy face, because he had only reached the thirtieth floor.

But Mu Feng's speed of breaking through the tower didn't seem to stop, and it kept soaring.

"Look, it's twenty-five layers, it's more than the ranking of the inner disciples," exclaimed continuously.

Mu Feng didn't know the situation in the outside world at this time, and the heat flow around his body continued to increase, and Mu Feng was a little overwhelmed.

"If it weren't for the previous enhancement, I would have stopped at the twentieth floor, let alone peeked at the top of the tower," Mu Feng sighed.

After reaching the twenty-fifth floor, Mu Feng's speed began to slow down again.

Because of the Body Refining Realm, it is already very extreme to be able to walk here, and the ordinary Body Refining Realm can reach the twentieth floor.

The mysterious starry sky in the body greedily absorbs these heat currents and transforms them into a trace of pure vitality to provide the use of the breeze.

Mu Feng is getting more and more difficult, but the mysterious starry sky at the heart of his body is becoming more and more intense.

Look at the twenty-eighth layer, this result is very good even in the inner gate, and it is very likely to obtain the qualification to enter the Heavenly Ancient Kingdom" A disciple exclaimed, and the point of light did not seem to climb anymore.

Mu Feng saw the Tower of Babel, which was about to dim, and knew that time was running out, and he was about to be sent out.

"Don't you have a chance," Mu Feng looked at the top of the tower.

A strong suction force suddenly came from the heart, frantically absorbing the surrounding heat flow, Mu Feng's vitality became more and more vigorous at this time, and Mu Feng endured the pain.

"Give me it," Mu Feng gritted his teeth and endured.

At this time, a series of thunder power and heat flow appeared around Mu Feng's body, and the dantian converged into a small whirlpool, and the vitality could be continuously supplied.

"Is this the Melting Heaven Realm?" Mu Feng felt a different vitality from before.

Mu Feng looked at the top of the tower, "I must take a look at the things on the top of the tower," after speaking, Mu Feng ran to the top of the tower.

"Twenty-nine... Thirty... Thirty-five"

"My God, this can't be exceeded, many inner sect elders have passed on their disciples," many disciples couldn't believe their eyes anymore.

"This, impossible" Murong Feng's face turned pale, because this had already surpassed his record, indicating that Mu Feng's current strength was above him, which made him the most unwilling to accept.

"This must be what he did," Murong Feng exclaimed as he looked at the Tower of Babel, his face pale.

"Ah Mu" Zhiya couldn't believe it and muttered excitedly.

Many elders couldn't believe it anymore, because it was difficult to go up to the thirty-layer Heavenly Realm. "Hurry up and call the sect master," one of the elders exclaimed.

Because of the starry sky in his body, Mu Feng directly absorbed the surrounding heat flow and transformed it into pure vitality and ran away.

"Forty, forty-three, forty-six, forty-seven" Everyone outside the venue was shocked, and the sect master also rushed to watch this scene.

"Forty-eight floors"

"What's going on, who's inside?" asked Wu Ling with a frown.

"Elder Hui Taishang is an outer disciple named Mu Feng," the elder said.

"Mu Feng, why am I a little familiar with this name?" Wu Ling frowned and looked at Wu Tiandao.

"It was Senior Ling who brought that child," Wu Tiandao said flatly.

Hearing this, Wu Ling looked in the direction of Babel Tower in shock.

"It's the last floor," Mu Feng looked at the last staircase in front of him.

Mu Feng was about to take the last step when a voice suddenly came out.

"Child, do you really think that the Tower of Babel is so simple?" a phantus appeared in front of Mu Feng.

"Who are you," Mu Feng asked when he saw the phantom in front of him.

"Forty-eight floor tower keepers" said phantomly.

"Tower keeper?" Mu Feng asked with a frown.

"Don't worry, just let you see something" With a wave of the phantom sleeve robe, Mu Feng saw that it was the forty-ninth floor, and it was actually a sea of fire.

"You still want to go to the forty-ninth floor?" said the Phantom Man laughed.

"I'm on the forty-ninth floor" Mu Feng looked firm and took the last step.

"Bang" A pillar of light broke through the sky, and everyone outside the Tower of Babel was shocked.

", forty-nine floors"

"This"

"Impossible," everyone exclaimed.

A simple old man in the teahouse, shaking the rattan chair, looked at the pillar of light, smiled and wisped his beard, took a sip of tea and disappeared.

There was only one rattan chair left that was still shaking.

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To be continued