"The winner of the 7320th floor is Lin Feng, and the tower master alloy warrior Ain failed to defend the tower......"

With the host's shouting, another battle was settled, the winner was divided, and the audience suddenly boiled.

"Won! Won again!"

"Sure enough, I won!"

"This Soul Dominator Lin Feng has already broken through 300 layers in a row!"

"Yes, the invisible blade is the deadliest!"

"No one can stop such an invisible and insubstantial blade of the mind!"

......

The battle is over before it has even begun.

The wind forest walked slowly, and a figure dressed in alloy armor fell with a bang, slamming into the ground, completely losing its resistance.

It all ends in an instant.

The crowd watching the battle on the sidelines was completely boiling, cheering "Lin Feng", this wind forest deliberately disguised his pseudonym.

If they were still confused at the beginning, but now there are 300 battles in a row, no matter how powerful the tower master is, as soon as they encounter this Lin Feng, they immediately feel like they have lost their minds, and they have lost their combat effectiveness.

After watching so many scenes, no matter how blind you are, you can find that something is wrong.

After the host's explanation, they learned that this Lin Feng player, who was very mysterious from unknown origin, used the ability of the legendary psychic mythical gene, which can control people's minds, kill people, and defeat the enemy invisibly.

As long as his strength is weaker than him, he will immediately be controlled by his heart, and life and death cannot be controlled by himself.

Spike!

Instant spikes.

This is a domineering ability that forms an absolute instant kill for a monk who is weaker than himself.

When Feng Lin first appeared, he was questioned as a fake match because he defeated his opponent too quickly.

But all the way up to the 300th floor of the Tower of Babel, this kind of shock of killing the opponent in seconds makes people unconsciously unable to say any more questioning words.

The gambling game inside the Tower of Babel has adjusted the winning rate of the wind forest again and again, reaching more than 99%.

Layer 7489.

"Challenger, Mind Master, Lin Feng vs. Tower Lord Blood Demon Fike!" the host yelled, and a new challenge began.

The audience then boiled.

"It's Bloodfick!"

"There's a good show to watch now!"

"He has awakened the legendary vampire mythical path, which can be called a cold-blooded creature, and it is not easy to shake his heart!"

......

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and looked closely at the two people facing each other in the field.

Can cold-blooded and ruthless vampires defend themselves against the invisible blade of the mind?

In addition to mind manipulation, what is the real strength of this Lin Feng?

......

After watching so many battles, Feng Lin's strength was still a complete mystery in their eyes.

Will this Blood Demon Fick be able to force out his true strength?

Everyone will be waiting to see.

Unconsciously, Wind Forest has gone from obscurity to becoming a popular player in the Tower of Babel.

After all, the legend of breaking 300 floors in one day has never been staged, and according to this posture, the legend will clearly continue.

Accompanied by the host to drink.

The light on the tower floor quickly dimmed, and it was pitch black.

"Boom!" A cold and hoarse strange laugh sounded, coming from nowhere, revealing a cold and seeping aura, "Are you the so-called Soul Master Lin Feng? It's really ridiculous! Although there are few monks in the master realm in the interstellar realm, if you dare to use such a name, you are really looking for death!"

"You're talking too much nonsense!" In the face of this person's sarcasm, Feng Lin looked over lightly, his eyes were silver, and a strange figure hanging upside down on the dome came into view, and two wings enveloped him, looking like a large humanoid bat.

His eyes froze slightly, and an invisible spiritual power had surged over, manipulating people's hearts.

The next moment, a cold inner world appeared in the senses, without any humanity, just like a monster, full of cruelty and bloodthirsty.

"Is this your mind manipulation? It's a pity that it won't work for me! I'm going to suck your blood dry and turn you into my blood slave......" The blood demon Fick smirked, and a pair of black wings opened like a huge bat swooping down, and a pair of bloody eyes were cruel and hideous, and rushed straight towards the wind forest.

The black shadow passed by in an instant, and the wind forest could already see the cold and miserable white faces of the Yin Owl.

"Who said I could only control my mind?" he chuckled out loud instead of being in a hurry.

"What?" the Blood Demon Fick looked at him as calm as ever, and a thick bad thought welled up in his heart, and he was about to retreat.

The next moment, Feng Lin had already stretched out a palm, and it enveloped the bat monster in all directions, and a pair of invisible forces turned into reality and squeezed from all directions.

The Blood Demon Fike's eyes bulged, and he instantly felt as if his entire body had been crushed by a stone mill, and the whole person was about to be flattened.

Monkey King Realm!

The corners of Feng Lin's mouth were slightly hooked, and the power of the soul shrouded the square space, completely turning into its own domain, making people have nowhere to escape.

The huge bat monster had completely become a plaything in his hands, and he could handle it at will.

"Damn! Blood Bat Frenzy!" Bloodfick was restrained with one move, feeling like a reptile in a spider's web, and could only be slaughtered.

Guarding a pass all the year round, as a high-ranking master realm cultivator, where could he stand this kind of humiliation, and immediately burst out with the strongest hidden trick.

He burst into blood, turning into countless bat monsters that burst out from his body, turning into a mighty frenzy, surging towards the enemy in front of him and sucking out the blood.

Burst!

Seeing this, Feng Lin smiled slightly and spit lightly.

The Monkey King's realm suddenly compressed, and everything in it, along with the space, seemed to be squeezed into a ball.

Those blood-light bats instantly exploded one after another in the air, exploding into a burst of fishy blood rain, spilling everywhere.

Syllable!

A rotten flesh with twisted limbs that could not take the shape of a human fell.

For this monster that sucks human blood, Feng Lin will not show mercy to his subordinates as before, and he will shoot ruthlessly, and with one move, he will immediately beat it to death, completely losing his combat power, and even his cultivation is completely abolished.

"Winner, Lin Feng!"

Seeing this, the host immediately said in a trembling voice.

"Mind manipulation, and mind oppression!"

"The master of the heart, it really lives up to its name!"

"If you can't even resist the power of the invisible mind, no one can be the opponent of this Lin Feng!"

......

Many viewers commented with hindsight.

Fenglin didn't care what these people said, or what weird nicknames they gave themselves.

His ascent to the tower has already begun, and it won't stop there.

"I throw in the towel!"

"I admit defeat too!"

"You've won!"

......

I have to say that the wind forest suddenly fell heavily and was full of deterrence.

The tragic situation of the Blood Demon Fick is in front of him, and the next tower level guard monks are afraid that he will be poisoned, once they are not sure to deal with the Soul Blade, they will immediately surrender and admit defeat, and they will no longer resist because of the so-called dignity.

Dignity is such a thing, compared with one's own cultivation, which is more important, and which is more important, anyone with brains will understand.

7500、7550、7600......

All the way up the wind forest, the monks he encountered did not have a single enemy under the oppression of his soul, or took the initiative to admit defeat, or his mind was restricted...... Defeat after defeat.

Who can stop this forest wind?

This is the question that concerns everyone's heart the most.

The wind forest went straight up, and it seemed unbeatable, until one of Babel's insiders found him.

"Dear Monk Master Lin Feng, I'm sorry! Due to our serious underestimation of your combat power, you have wasted your time in the low-level Babel Tower! After the latest calculations of the Babel Tower's main control optical brain and the careful study of the Babel Tower's Monk Regiment, we will definitely let you go straight to the 1000th floor, directly to the 8700th floor......"