Everywhere in the Tower of Babel, bursts of miasma burst open, and bursts of miasma condensed, just like dark flowers blooming and withering, withering and blooming, one after another reincarnation, all displayed between the miasma gathering and dispersing. All over the Tower of Babel, there is a sound of the collision of swords, guns, swords and halberds in the hands of the miasma, the sound of the impact of the tower wall and the sword, the howls of the hellish ghosts, the cries, the shouts of killing, the sound of shaking the sky, and the miasma impact everywhere. The barrier spirits guarding the Tower of Babel and the miasma spirits attacking the Tower of Babel are fighting in all corners of the Tower of Babel, fighting to the death, and the duel between each miasma spirit is a battle of life and death.

The Miasma King stood at the top of the Tower of Babel, and he could feel everything beneath it. His eyes narrowed. The race with the talisman mark in the center of his eyebrows will no longer be summoned by him, and through these miasma spirits, he tracked down to the body of Hongluo, who is a human monk The Miasma King has been distinguishing for a long time, and it is the Shura Miasma King who can't tell for a while. And the sword spirit aura on Hong Luo's body almost completely dissipated, but she still has control over the fairy rune sword, the fairy rune sword has not immediately attacked the heavenly tower, she has to wait for Wu Fan to appear, assassinate Wu Fan with a sword, she wants to use the fairy rune sword to drink Wu Fan's blood, and then slowly kill Wu Fan.

When the Barrier Spirit Force on Hongluo's side attacked the middle part of the Tower of Babel, the Miasma King snorted coldly: "You, are you a human monk or Shura?"

"I am a human incarnated by the sword spirit, are you the miasma king?, where is Wu Fan's dog thief?" Hong Luo scolded angrily, and Hong Luo looked towards the top of the Tower of Babel.

Miasma King: "Who is Wu Fan?"

"The one who wants to destroy your Tower of Babel?" said Hongluo.

"Then, isn't that you? It turns out that your name is Wu Fan, not like a woman's name. "Miasma King Road.

"My name is Hong Luo, are you hiding Wu Fan?"

"I'm not going to hide any human monks, I'm just going to kill human monks. "Miasma King Road.

"So, was Wu Fan killed by you?" Hong Luo said sharply, she felt a little painful, Wu Fan should have been killed by her, why did Wu Fan, you dog thing, die so quickly, silently.

The Miasma King laughed and said, "I don't know who Wu Fan is, how did I kill him?" That person didn't come to me, if you don't want to target my Tower of Babel, you can leave, and then my clan will be lifted from the spell secret art, I, Zhang Tianshuai will spare you this monster from death." ”

"Monster?" Hong Luo couldn't help but laugh sharply, and then shouted: "Wu Fan dog thief, where are you? Get out." But Wu Fan ignored it, he could feel Hongluo's anger, the anger value was full, and bursts of Shura killing intent emanated from her body. The copy of "Fu Jian Lu" floated out of the air.

Hong Luo scolded again: "Wu Fan dog thief, get out of here." She had already ignored Zhang Tianshuai, the miasma king, because of the drive of anger, she became crazy, and shouted: "Kill me!" Those obstacle spirit warriors, generals, and handsome who were controlled by her were suddenly filled with the Shura battle intent she had, and suddenly, those miasma spirit warriors instantly increased their attack power. At this time, Hong Luo ordered more than 900 miasma spirit commanders to attack. More than 900 miasma spirit handsome, all of them kicked into the air, rushed directly to the top of the Tower of Babel, and surrounded Zhang Tianshuai, the miasma king.

Zhang Tianshuai stroked his long hair, and in the face of these more than 900 handsomes full of Shura's killing intent, he couldn't help but laugh softly: "You were originally my loyal subordinates, and I know that every one of you feels very painful now. Kill your siblings, kill your king, your hearts already have the flesh and blood of human beings, don't they?" As soon as Zhang Tianshuai's words came out, the spell marks on those miasma handsome eyebrows were gradually disappearing.

Wu Fan sensed this change and immediately rose to the sky, because he still maintained the state of blood power Sumeru mustard seeds, and neither Hongluo nor Zhang Tianshuai sensed Wu Fan, let alone discovered Wu Fan. Hong Luo also knew very well that Zhang Tianshuai was removing the talisman mark of more than nine hundred eyebrows, but she was surrounded by a thousand miasma spirit handsomes at the same time, and for a while, she was surrounded by layers of miasma magic light, and she couldn't break through, and she didn't want to break it with the immortal rune sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time, she always insisted on assassinating Wu Fan with the sword of the immortal rune sword.

However, at this time, Wu Fan's voice came into her ears: "Kill me, you have to think long-term!" When Hong Luo heard it, it was Wu Fan, the voice of Wu Fan, the dog thief. Red Luo was furious, and the red Shura battle armor suddenly shook out a burst of red waves like substance, breaking through the layers of miasma of a thousand miasma Lingshuai, she flew up into the sky and rushed upward, she didn't see Wu Fan, but Wu Fan's voice came from Zhang Tianshuai's side.

Hong Luo was furious, and the Immortal Fu Sword finally flew out. This sword is the condensation of Hongluo's anger and resentment, the desire for freedom and new life, and it is something she has always adhered to. The power of this sword, the power of the immortal rune, the combat power of Shura, and the power of the sword spirit contained in Hongluo itself, all came out, penetrating the protective miasma layer that Zhang Tianshuai was anxious to build, directly piercing his chest, and then turned around, and shot again, two consecutive piercings, and the immortal rune sword returned to Hongluo's hand. Zhang Tianshuai looked at Hong Luo in amazement: "You can't wear through my golden armor." ”

"However, it has been worn out, and if you want to blame it, you are to blame for hiding people who should not be hiding. "Red Luo Dao.

"I, no!" Zhang Tianshuai's pierced chest was restored as before, but the golden armor could not be restored. Hong Luo looked at Zhang Tianshuai's actions and was also surprised. This sword almost exhausted her ninefold strength, but this miasma king was not dead, and the talisman marks of the more than nine hundred miasma handsome eyebrows were still dissipating.

Zhang Tianshuai said again: "What about the person you are talking about? Did you see him in my body, or did you hear him beside me?"

Seeing this, Hong Luo seemed to have been cheated by Wu Fan, and she roared at this moment: "Wu Fan, get out, haven't you planted it? Don't you dare to face a monk who surpasses you by many ranks every time? Why don't you dare to face me? Get out!" Hong Luo roared, causing the Barrier Spirit Warrior and Miasma Spirit General under her control below to clash with the Barrier Spirit Force guarding the Tower of Babel, and the attack power increased again, almost invincible along the way, killing a large number of Miasma Spirits, Miasma Generals, and the entire middle and lower sections of the Tower of Babel have been shrouded in the miasma emitted by the Miasma of Death.

Red Luo roared again and again, but Wu Fan still didn't appear, but a voice flew out behind Zhang Tianshuai: "Red Luo Sword Spirit, cry if you want to, cry out, your state of mind will be improved, as soon as your state of mind is improved, I believe you will have your own Dao heart and Dao thoughts, and then you will give birth to your own Dao heart." Then you will be able to attain enlightenment, and you will be able to defeat me and kill me. ”