One of Sun Wukong's feet stepped on the last step, and a voice also resounded from his head.

"Clear the level, and give you the body armor that was born because of your achievements. ”

A force swirled around Sun Wukong's body and turned into a golden armor.

Sun Wukong's figure also stepped onto the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel.

Glancing at the golden-colored armor on his body and feeling the power contained in it, Sun Wukong's expression did not have the slightest joy, but became more and more intense.

Does this reward also mean that the ladder to heaven above the fourth floor is more difficult?

But, this is also an inevitable thing!

Sun Wukong's gaze swept to the void space of the fourth layer, his divine consciousness bloomed, the void space of the fourth layer was much wider than the third layer, and the sealing power of those beams of light in the void was also several points stronger.

Don't think about it, Sun Wukong also knows that this layer of supernatural power must be better than before, but he has no intention of moving.

He retracted his senses, and his gaze didn't linger long on the void space of the fourth layer, and instead looked at the staircase leading to the fifth layer.

Although he has not yet stepped in, Sun Wukong can already feel the huge crisis faintly emanating from this ladder, as if there are countless deadly means!

Retracting his gaze, taking out two pills to restore spiritual power and taking them, Sun Wukong immediately sat on the ground, immersed in cultivation, and recovered the depleted spiritual power in the dantian.

The level of the pill sent by Caixia was not low, and the pill turned into a majestic force at the entrance, wandering in his limbs and veins, gathering in the dantian.

'Buzz'

At this moment, at the top of the stairs leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, another person flashed out, and it was Luo Hang.

His breath also looked weak and disordered, and the armor on his body was the color of gold, but compared with Sun Wukong, the color was lighter.

This made the sharpness in his eyes very great, and he seemed to lose to Sun Wukong all the way, which was intolerable for him!

Sun Wukong, who was closing his eyes and pranayama, also felt a burning gaze, which made him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. Seeing that the second person to arrive was Luo Hang, he was not surprised, swept the golden-colored armor on his body that represented the battle record, then closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Sun Wukong's seemingly casual eyes were sarcastic to Luo Hang, who was lagging behind step by step, retracted his gaze, and also took the pill to recover his cultivation.

'Buzz'

Immediately, the figures of the four people climbed the last step one after another, and their breath was even weaker. Except for Chu Tianxiong, whose armor is silver, Tang Qianqian's three are all light golden, and their combat records are all good.

They first glanced at Luo Hang, and then walked towards Sun Wukong and sat on the ground next to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't open his eyes, and from the friendly aura that came from the four people, he could tell who it was.

'Buzz Buzz'

More and more people climbed up, their breaths were extremely weak, and some of them were wounded, but the number was only more than fifty.

In the last leg of the journey that could fight back, there were more than a dozen people left.

This time, everyone practiced for about half an hour before stopping.

Sun Wukong was the last to stop practicing, opened his eyes, and saw Tang Qianqian and the others all looking at him with inquiring eyes.

"It's empty, it's already the fourth layer, do you want to keep walking?" asked Reverse Huairen even more loudly.

Sun Wukong thought for a while, and responded: "The Tower of Babel is divided into nine floors, except for Tianxiong, the five of us all have the qualifications to climb to the top, don't have to stop in a hurry, go down first, anyway, which floor you go to, you can enter the space, but you have lost the qualification to continue to move forward!"

"Are the bad guys scared?" Yue Dashan said disdainfully.

"Who is afraid?" replied with a straight face.

"Okay, you two, you always can't say two words and just get on the bar!" Tang Qianqian glared, and the two of them closed their mouths and didn't say anything more.

Although Chu Tianxiong had some regrets in his heart, he didn't think much about it.

No one has been able to reach the top of Babel for hundreds of years, and he will not be arrogant enough to think that he can do it, so why bother!

"Let's go, if you don't go to the end, how can you stop!"

Sun Wukong stood up, and a group of five people walked towards the stairs.

As soon as he moved, the rest of the people also stood up one by one, not to be left behind.

The conceited Luo Hang is even more so, he stands in front of everyone and stands far away with Sun Wukong.

'Knock'

The figures of Sun Wukong and Luo Hang stood on the first stairs together, the surrounding scene changed instantly, on the stairs, there was only one person left, and the people under the stairs could not see the figures of the two.

Their hearts are solemn for no reason, they can't fight back, they can only bear it, and how terrible is the test on it?

"Who's coming?"

Sun Wukong's figure landed on the first staircase, and in the void, an extremely majestic voice suddenly sounded.

As the sound sounded, the air in the void seemed to become extremely oppressive at the same time, and the space was filled with a strong binding force, making it extremely difficult for Sun Wukong to even breathe, and his body was also oppressed by this coercion and trembled slightly.

This force seems to want him to surrender!

Although this binding force made Sun Wukong feel extremely uncomfortable, he still asked coldly: "Who?"

"Who's coming?"

In the void, that sentence still sounded, echoing in the void.

Sun Wukong was so oppressed by that restraint that his face flushed, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and he replied word by word: "Sun, Wu, Kong!"

"Monkey King?"

The voice in the void repeated, containing a special flavor.

"It's me, Sun, Wu, Kong!" Sun Wukong also raised his head and said again.

"I have two options here!"

The voice in the void sounded again, majestic and cold.

Sun Wukong was stunned, there is still a choice?

Who is this voice? Could it be a trace of divine thought left by the ancestor of the Daomen Cultivation Mansion?

In his daze, the voice of the void continued: "The way up is nine deaths, if you walk by yourself, it will be difficult to pass through the eighth layer, let alone reach the ninth layer that no one has ever been to before." Why don't I send you directly to the eighth layer, the supernatural powers of the eighth layer can also make your trip worthwhile!"

"But, if you want to promise me that after you reach the eighth floor, you will give up your heart to get involved in the top of the tower, how do you choose?"

The voice in the void contained a thick intimidation, and for ordinary people, the temptation was also great.

But for Sun Wukong, he feels extremely ashamed, this is to ask him to be ordinary, but how can he?

"My Monkey King's path is not guaranteed by anyone!"

Sun Wukong sneered in his mouth, and a proud voice spit out from his mouth, reverberating back and forth in the void: "I want to go by myself, to the top of your tower that no one has ever visited, what others can't do, I, Sun Wukong, may not be able to do it!"

The voice in the void did not respond for a long time, the silence was suffocating, and the restraint on Sun Wukong's body suddenly loosened.

"Whew!"

Sun Wukong exhaled heavily, extremely comfortable, and the restraining force almost suffocated him.

"You, sure?"

Suddenly, the binding force reappeared, and Sun Wukong felt pain, and the protective armor was also shattered in an instant under this terrifying power, without the slightest power to resist.

"You, think about it before making a decision. On your own, you will never be able to reach the top of the tower, so why bother!"

The voice fell, and a force melted into Sun Wukong's mind and turned into countless images.

In his mind, pieces of swords, mountains and sea of fire flashed, and then turned into ten thousand arrows piercing, and countless terrifying pictures appeared one after another.

A real feeling of being in it rose from Sun Wukong's heart, making him break out in a cold sweat.

"Haha!" But Sun Wukong still held his head high with difficulty, looked at the void, and said heavily: "I said, don't try to guarantee my way." My Monkey King's path, choose by yourself, yourself, yourself, go!"

"It's a tough bone!"

The binding force is getting stronger and stronger, and Sun Wukong's body is seriously deformed because of this, and he grins in pain. But he still gritted his teeth, and in his eyes, he was extremely persistent!

"Answer me, you can't do it!"

The sound of the void continued to sound, turning into a terrifying coercion, and the binding force on Sun Wukong's body became stronger and stronger.

Sun Wukong couldn't help struggling, but found that he couldn't even use the power of Hongmeng, a feeling of despair, uncontrollably born. But he will never bow his head!

"You can't do it, you, you can't do it!"

The voice in the void was so repeated that it echoed in Sun Wukong's mind, turning into a strong spiritual force pressing on him, making him have a splitting headache and be in pain.

The terrifying pain made Sun Wukong can't stop roaring, and the look in his eyes is not the same as persistence: "I, I can do it, I, I want to go by myself, you can't guarantee my way!"

"Then I will give you another choice, there is a way, you can only advance, not retreat, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dead and lifeless. If you can leap over, you can go straight to the top and have to compete for the opportunity of great creation. But if you can't survive and retreat, you will be destroyed because of this, and you will never be reborn. Roads, just two. Either I'll send you to the eighth floor, or you'll have to take this path. You, how do you choose?"

Sun Wukong only felt that the oppressive force in his body disappeared, his body regained his freedom, and the stairs in front of him seemed to be the same, but Sun Wukong faintly felt that above the eighty-one steps, it must be the top of the tower. But this way, there must be countless dangers, and there is no return!

With a calm brow, Sun Wukong recalled the words of the void.

You can only advance, you can't retreat, and if you can't survive, you will be destroyed!

The empty words just now were a test of his determination, and he did not want to be moved, and he did not want to be assured, but passed. This is the heart of the strong, the attitude of the strong who will not escape any danger!

He doesn't want to be assured, so he can only go on, and this road is the real test.

"Have other people encountered this kind of thing? What will they choose?"

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, looking at the top of the tower in his eyes, there was no fear, but full of curiosity and yearning!

If you are strong, you have to dare to face any test. Only by walking in the past can we grow!

What's more, the golden body is close at hand!

Sun Wukong, how could he retreat?

"Nine deaths, are you scaring me?"

A light smile appeared on the corner of Sun Wukong's mouth, and his eyes were full of tenacity. His footsteps lifted and stepped on the second staircase in front of him, directly demonstrating his determination with action.

PS: Thank you to the people who have always supported me, telling you stories, I am very happy, I am young, and our friendship will last forever!