The giant hand is detached from the arm. The arm swooped and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there. The blood-red giant hand was still floating in the air, and it had not lost its combat effectiveness. Just blocked by Yun Chong, Zhen Yuanzi has been pulled away by other saints, and now he is on the sidelines with the fainting Yun Chong and the emperor.

After detaching from the arm, the giant hand gradually deforms. At first it was a spherical shape, and then it gradually changed into the silhouette of a person. It's just a silhouette, no eyebrows, no mouth at the mouth, no eyeballs, but it's clearly the outline of a person. The contour of the human head gradually grows a large bag, which keeps squirming upwards until it becomes a human head.

The saints knew this head, he was the Dragon King of the East China Sea who had just died out of the primordial gods.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect several saints to be so embarrassed for a day. Hahaha. The head of the Dragon King of the East China Sea made a piercing sound of metal rubbing. The silhouette man and the Dragon King of the East China Sea share the same body, which is a bit weird.

The saints understood in an instant what was going on. Not long after the giant hand ate his sacrifice, he was attacked by the saints, and he never completely digested the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Having just been hit by Yun Chong's powerful blow, the giant hand detached from the arm that provided it with energy. The Dragon King of the East China Sea began to fight with the giant hand for control, and in the end, the two took half of each and lived in peace, so there were two heads.

The combination of the Contour Man and the Dragon King of the East China Sea is still very strong, as strong as a saint. But he was facing a group of saints, so he had to be beaten and perished. The situation on the field has been completely controlled by the saints, and the silhouette man is already at a disadvantage. It's only a matter of time before you get killed.

Zhen Yuanzi on the side was seriously injured, but not fatal. After pranayama for a while, he swallowed another ginseng fruit and regained thirty percent of his strength. He looked at Yun Chong, who had fainted and unconscious, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. If he hadn't accepted this apprentice, he wouldn't have had this disaster today. But if you don't accept this apprentice, you won't be able to become a saint. It is really a blessing and a blessing to rely on, and a blessing to be lurking.

Zhen Yuanzi probed Yun Zheng's injuries, and everything in his body was peaceful, as if he was asleep. But Zhen Yuanzi didn't see it that way, he knew that Yun was seriously injured and had already entered the stage of automatic protection. The bodily functions are already dormant, and if they continue for a long time, they will definitely die.

After trying to convey a period of internal force, Yun Zhong still looked immortal. Zhen Yuanzi sighed, knowing that his current skills were not enough, so let's talk about it after he recovers.

The silhouette man is now missing arms and legs.

Yuan Shi Tianzun sacrificed Pangu Banner violently, trying to bring the seriously injured silhouette person inside. This guy is too perverted, and after receiving it, he will definitely be able to take Pangu Banner to the next level. But other saints also have this idea, why should you get cheap by yourself with the help of the big guys.

Attacking the silhouette man has become a secondary matter, and now not allowing others to get the silhouette talent is the top priority. The relationship between the saints suddenly became delicate. First of all, Lao Tzu's Yu Ruyi accidentally hit Nuwa's mountains and rivers social map, and Nuwa was very annoyed, because she was about to receive the outline person inside. Comrade Lao Tzu sent a divine sense to Nuwa and apologized for the incident.

Next, the four swords of the Zhuxian of the Tongtian Dao suddenly went out of control and hit Comrade Lao Tzu's Qiankun diagram. Later, Yuan Shi Tianzun's Taiji sigil accidentally reached the Zhuxian Sword of the Tongtian Daoist. In short, there were suddenly a lot of accidents on the field, and the apologizing consciousness flew wildly.

The emperor on the side couldn't help but shake his head. Saints also have greed. When he was lamenting why he couldn't participate in this unexpectedly large battle, the emperor suddenly found that a magic weapon flew out of Yun Zhong next to him.

It was a tower, and the emperor knew it because it was the same as the delicate pagoda in the hands of King Tota Li. If it weren't for the strong deterrent power emitted from this tower, and knowing that Li Jing's exquisite tower was not lost, the emperor would mistakenly think that this guy lying on the ground half dead had stolen Li Jing's things.

This magic weapon is none other than the Tower of Babel of Yunzhong. Mobile phone access: àp.

The Tower of Babel flew out and landed on top of the silhouette's head. A white light emanated from the bottom of the tower, enveloping the silhouette. The silhouette let out a miserable scream, and white smoke began to rise from its body. The saints who were stunned on the side could clearly see the silhouette, and the body of the person seemed to have been burned to the point that it was not presentable.

The silhouette man wailed miserably, his legs melted, his hands melted, his head melted, and finally it all turned into white smoke, and the others did not see the bones of the silhouette man, this guy had no bones at all.

The white light under the Tower of Babel also suddenly disappeared after the silhouette man's screams ended, leaving no trace of the place where the silhouette man was staying. A silhouette man as strong as a saint died in this way, and died so miserably.

The saints looked at the tower that was still spinning in the air in a daze, and their hearts were cold. What an evil tower, but ... I like it. The eyes of the saints, who had just been sad that they had not been able to get the silhouette, glowed green again, and their prey was now the Tower of Babel.

The Tower of Babel only exists in legends, and the Buddha recognized it at a glance in his previous life. Naturally, these saints now know the name of the tower. The legend that circulates among the saints shows the degree of treasure of the Tower of Babel. It is estimated that let them exchange their best magic weapons, and no one will object.

The water in the access road is direct, and this is the Tower of Babel. With it, the old ghost of Longzu doesn't have to be afraid. But he, like the other saints, did not rush up and grab it. No one wants to be someone else's stepping stone. They all saw with their own eyes that the silhouette man was wiped out by it, so easily.

Fu Xi sighed secretly, among the people present, he was the only one who saw power and treasures the most. He knew that no one could take this treasure today. If one person takes it, the other saints will definitely not do it. And it doesn't always have to be taken away. The most important thing is that Babel already has an owner, unless they kill the kid first.

But this is the Wuzhuang View of Wanshou Mountain, and the kid's master, Zhen Yuanzi, is not dead yet. Doesn't Wuzhuang Guan have some potential power? Isn't there a trace of prohibition here? Fu Xi knew that it was impossible.

These potential powers and prohibitions could not have done anything to the saints, but they could hold the saints for a while and allow Zhen Yuanzi to escape calmly. Zhen Yuanzi is a saint, and after he escapes, he can completely hide the disciples and grandchildren of other saints. And it seems that Bodhi Daoist and Sun Wukong have a good relationship with Zhen Yuanzi, and these two are not good men and women.