If it weren't for Jumenxing's reminder just now, Lu Zheng would have almost forgotten that there was still a head in his Qiankun ring that he didn't have time to throw away.

"Since you think of him so much, you don't have to return this thing to me, just keep it for yourself, just take it as a souvenir!"

Lu Zheng said indifferently, turned around and left directly, too lazy to look at the face of the giant gate star, what kind of expression was at this time.

His figure was in front of everyone, farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, until it disappeared completely.

However, in everyone's minds and in their minds, Lu Zheng's image has become more and more great, like a high mountain, as heavy as ten thousand pounds!

From today onwards, I am afraid that these people will never forget for the rest of their lives that they once met a man like a war fairy in the world.

The 100-story Babel Tower, the higher the floor, the smaller the space, and the more the bottom, the more vast the space.

As the first floor of the Babel Tower, which is like a novice village, it is naturally the most spacious floor in the entire Babel Tower, with an endless view and an unknown number of thousands of miles.

Even at Lu Zheng's speed, he couldn't reach the ladder in the center of the first floor in a short period of time.

Of course, compared to being like a streamer, quickly sweeping over the mountains and rivers, Lu Zheng prefers to fly at an ordinary speed in his leisure time, and gradually comprehend the avenue of heaven and earth in a state of contentment, and integrate his body and mind with all things.

"Look, there is someone in the sky who dares to fly in the sky, is he dying?"

"Without unparalleled cultivation, who would dare to fly on the first floor of this mighty and mighty Babel Tower? Stupid, stupid!"

"I guess it's a newcomer who has just entered the Tower of Babel, thinking that his realm is profound and powerful, and he can run rampant and domineering in the first layer of space. However, he would never have thought that the first floor of the Babel Tower today is even more dangerous than the forty or fifty floors. ”

"Hmph, another fool, I guess he will soon be beheaded by those older hunters, cramped and skinned, and robbed of everything on his body. ”

......

On the ground of the first layer of space, many rookie disciples hidden in the jungle and canyon all let out cold laughter when they saw this scene.

These people have survived several slaughters of hunters, and they have survived with great difficulty.

Even so, they live in fear every day, as if they are moving forward in the dark night where they can't see their fingers, and every step they take is cautious, and they are gambling with their lives.

Today, the first floor of the Tower of Babel has become a dark forest after a large number of geniuses of the older generation entered, and after being full of hunters.

In the dark forest, hunters, with shotguns in their hands, are searching for prey, and as long as they find any new people, they will slaughter them at the first time without hesitation.

And these rookie geniuses, who are prey, must hide their breath as much as possible, and every step is like walking on thin ice, not leaking any qi, and not making any sound.

As prey, as soon as they reveal their whereabouts even slightly, they will be mercilessly slaughtered by the hunters immediately.

It is in this situation that many experienced newcomers and geniuses do not dare to fly in the sky. It's so ostentatious and stupid that it's telling all the hunters - I'm here, come and kill me!

Look for death!

In the eyes of many newcomers, flying in the sky is tantamount to seeking death, and it is clearly looking for death!

"Boom, boom, boom...... It's a stupid fat pig again, but a newcomer who has just stepped into the Tower of Babel, a weak and humble thing like an ant, and he dares to fly in front of me, it's impatient!"

Sure enough, a cold and terrifying voice came.

This is a man in white, white clothes and white hair, cold to the bone. The clothes he wore were as white as mourning clothes, and his whole body exuded a strong yin aura of death.

As soon as this person made a move, it was a forest and ghost aura in the sky, which sank down like a dark cloud, enveloping Lu Zheng's entire person, and even the land within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Alas, as expected, looking at the aura of this hunter, I am afraid that it is a peerless genius from the evil path, and that stupid newcomer will probably die. ”

"More than most of them are going to die? He is clearly dead, and he is a newcomer, and he dares to swagger through the sky, knowing that he doesn't want to live. If even this kind of person can live for half an hour on the first floor of Babel, I dare to eat dung!"

"Don't look at it, that man in white, I know, is the Seven Yin Son of the White Bone Demon Sect. Three thousand years ago, he stepped into the Tower of Babel for life and death training, and was a peerless genius three generations ago. Now, a full 3,000 years have passed, and he can live to this day, and his cultivation must be unimaginably high. ”

"Yes, not to mention a weak newcomer like us, I'm afraid that even some young kings may not be able to become his opponents. I have personally witnessed that a young king who stepped into the Yuan Shen Stage, the moment he entered the Tower of Babel, he was killed on the spot by the Seven Yin Princes, and even the person's soul was fiercely extracted by him, and he directly bit it and devoured it clean. ”

......

Many newcomers who were hiding in the shadows looked at the picture in the sky and began to talk about it.

There were even a few sharp-eyed rookie geniuses inside, who recognized the identity of the hunter, and they were the peerless geniuses of the White Bone Demon Sect of the Evil Dao Sect.

Speaking of the murderous name of the Seven Yin Sons, in the hearts of many young generations, they are still fresh in their memories, they once slaughtered everywhere, and the lives on their hands exceeded one million. Some people even suspect that he has already killed tens of millions of people.

In front of this kind of monstrous peerless genius, and a peerless genius who has cultivated a full three thousand in the Tower of Babel, let alone ordinary newcomers, even those young kings who have successfully stepped into the primordial god stage in the ability of a thousand years, are all in a situation of nine deaths and one life, and the situation is very dangerous.

At this moment, many newcomer geniuses have different expressions and different thoughts.

Some people are sighing, some are grieving, some are gloating, and some are indifferent.

All kinds of things in the world, at this moment, are all displayed.

However, among these people, there is one thing that is absolutely consistent, and that is - death!

Almost all people think that Lu Zheng is certain to die now, and it is absolutely impossible for him to escape alive under the hands of a hunter three thousand years ago.

God knows what terrifying realm a peerless genius from 3,000 years ago will reach after cultivating in the Tower of Babel for 3,000 years, and what kind of monstrous cultivation will he have?

(End of chapter)