Ren Qianhiro couldn't hide his ecstasy, and he returned to the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Copy this address to browse

The Martial God World is a world simulated by the Heavenly Dao with the origin of the spiritual world, the breath of time, and the spiritual power. There are also six reincarnations in this world, and Ren Qianhiro understands that even if he 'commits suicide', he will never be able to escape from that world. But in the virtual world, his martial idiot father always took the trouble to tell him the legend of the martial god Wu Shattered Void.

When he heard the words "Martial Shattered Void", Ren Qianxun's heart jumped, and he understood that the so-called Martial Shattered Void was ascension. He had a flash of inspiration and said secretly in his heart, "Martial Shattered Void" flew to a higher plane, wouldn't it be possible to get rid of the virtual Martial God World? It was precisely because of this understanding that Ren Qianxun cultivated the martial arts, and at the age of sixteen years old, the Martial Shattered Void.

Now that he had succeeded in returning to the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel, the previous sixteen years of hard work had not been in vain. Ren Qianxun remembered the life of the previous sixteen years, and not only sighed. True and false, false and true. Although the world of Martial God is just a virtual world, he has invested too many feelings and years, and he can't help but feel a little sad. A thousand autumns and a dream, even if it is a thousand autumns, it is just a dream. He knew that he would never go back, and he would never see the brilliant flowers and his parents in the flowers.

Although Ren Qianxun was gloomy, he still gathered his flying mood, and instantly launched a big dream Zhou Tian, probing himself, the breath of time on his body increased very little, and then his spiritual power was agitated in all directions, probing the outside world. Looking at the situation in the outside world, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed into Oka's ear with a mysterious meaning against the sky: "Oka, how many days have I entered the Tower of Babel. ”

Oka, who was meditating on the flying boat, had a slight change in his face, and he was also secretly relieved: "Master, it has been seventeen days since you entered the Tower of Babel. Didn't you encounter unexpected danger?"

Ren Qianxun sighed and continued to transmit: "A virtual year, a day in the world." This time, the Tower of Babel can be regarded as a thrilling and dangerous thing. Then he couldn't stop laughing, sixteen years in the virtual world, martial arts have made great progress, and there are faint breakthroughs in the spiritual realm, and it is not completely without gain.

Although he walked out of the virtual world, the fourth floor of this Tower of Babel was already the highest floor, and there was no stone gate to advance. But this place is obviously not the place where the Heavenly Dao on the Heavenly Dome lives. Reluctantly, Ren Qianhiro sacrificed the spirit body, and the seven mysteries burst out and became entangled, and the illusory small world expanded rapidly, unfolding the technique of teleportation, and flying upward.

Unexpectedly, this flight is a few days, but fortunately, Ren Qianxun incarnates the world, and there is the power of a small world, and the seven forces are endless, endless, and the power is not too much consumption.

Ren Qianxun slowly stopped, and he finally saw the apex of the Tower of Babel. The height of this layer is equivalent to a quarter of the sky and the earth, and with the technique of teleportation, it has been flying for several days.

"Anti-Heaven Technique, Open the Heavens!"

Ren Qianxun was not verbose, and sacrificed the mysteries against the sky, a huge mystical power, and gathered a translucent giant axe above his head. Ren Qianxun raised his arms and waved hard, the transparent giant axe, with the invincible momentum, boom, the giant axe slashed on the top of the tower, shaking the mountains for a while, the tower of the sky, and the violent vibration continued.

After a while, Ren Qianxun shook his head to himself, in the anti-heaven technique, a move to open the sky, pure brute force, and the attack power alone is the strongest. This move is almost the limit of the level of spiritual power, but it still can't open the top of the Tower of Heaven. There was no door and no way in front of him, and he couldn't open the way with brute force, so he was at a loss for a while.

"Reverse the sky, tear the sky!"

"Anti-Heaven Technique, Open the Heavens!"

"Heaven-defying technique, killing the sky!"

One move, one style, Ren Qianxun tried his best, but he couldn't blast open the top of the tower. At this time, he realized that there was no shortcut to reaching the sky, even if there was a tower of heaven, if he wanted to reach the heavenly dome and the place where the heavenly dao lived, he had to rely on his own strength to open a way.

At this time, Tian Dao said leisurely: "It's useless, this tower is built by the stone of the realm, and without the strength of the limit, it can't be broken." ”

Ren Qianxun shook his head, still bombarding himself. After a few hours, he stopped attacking, not because his tricks were not subtle enough, but because he was not strong enough. For example, no matter how exquisite a child's tricks are, he can't push open a stone door, while a strong man can't learn martial arts, and he can push it open with only brute force, which is the reason.

Ren Qianxun lowered his head and thought about it, his combat power was already comparable to the power of the spirit world, and he wanted to go further, unless he was consummated against the heavens, it was not something that could be done overnight, he didn't have the time. In addition to this, there are only some strange secret techniques that can be done. For example, in the world of martial arts, he killed Grandmaster Sima in seconds with the magic power of "martial arts is respected". This kind of supernatural power secret technique will instantly extract all of its own power, fuse the many mottled powers in the body together, and throw it alone in order to maximize the attack power.

"That's all there is to it. Ren Qianxun muttered to himself, he is in the world of the Martial God, the integration of the three is a good way of integration, drawing on the principle, he wants to try to create a secret technique that integrates several forces together and opens a shocking blow. However, this is very difficult, several forces in his body have different sources, and they are not mutually reinforcing, which is indeed a big problem.

The land of the world unfolded, forming a barrier, and Ren Qianxun sat on it, as if he was sitting in mid-air. His anti-heaven mystery belongs to the power of the soul and spirit, his spirit body belongs to the power of the flesh in a small world of its own, and his billions of sword light tricks belong to the external force, as long as these three forces are fused together, the power will definitely be able to reach the level of the so-called "limiter", so as to blast open the top of the tower.

"The Space-Time Dao Tower is out. Ren Qianxun whispered, and then his spiritual power burst out, and the small tower-like pattern on his belly was slowly activated, and a seven-story space-time Dao tower leaped into the air.

To create a secret art, in addition to one's own realm and understanding, time is also a very important part. In the world of destruction, every second counts, and the time acceleration of the Space-Time Dao Tower is the only way. With a wave of Ren Qianxun's big hand, the tower door opened, and he jumped into the space-time Dao tower.

Ren Qianxun came to the second floor, and took out a mountain-like high-grade spirit stone from the space storage bag. The Space-Time Dao Tower devours spirit stones and converts them into energy, maintaining a hundredfold time acceleration. He still looked dissatisfied, and took out some heavenly and earthly treasures, and opened a ban in the tower, which can recite the thunder sound of the Great Dao, which has an auxiliary effect on enlightenment and the creation of secret arts, but the energy consumed makes him heartbroken.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, listening to the thunder in his ears, his heart was ethereal, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes biting his lip, sometimes taking a deep breath...... Entering the realm of selflessness, he kept calculating in his mind, creating secret techniques, and the three powers in his body were not gushing out, trying to merge again and again.

Seven hundred days in the tower, seven days above the world.

Ren Qianxun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the secret technique was just beginning, he left the Time and Space Dao Tower, and there were words in his mouth, and the Dao Tower once again turned into a tattoo-like pattern on his belly. He had a victorious expression on his face, and looked at the top of the tower lightly