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Chapter 220: Tower of Babel (15)

Suddenly, he could only watch Zhao Di stabbed by the dazzling red light, and his heart was shocked

There was a dull loud sound of "dang", and the earth-shattering stab of the god-killing sword was actually blocked by Zhao Di

Although Zhao Di was stabbed by this, his body retreated sharply for dozens of zhang before he regained his footing, and spit out a stream of blood, obviously not lightly injured, but after all, he was not pierced by a sword and died.

With an incredulous gaze, the illusion looked at a two-eared three-legged round tripod of several inches in front of Zhao Di, and muttered in his mouth: "It's impossible to even block the Divine Killing Sword, how can this be ......?"

Zhao Di secretly said that it was a fluke, if he hadn't blocked this sword with Qiankun Baoding at the last moment, he would have fallen at this time.

And on top of the Qiankun Treasure Ding, there was not even a trace of the sword left, which made Zhao Di even more convinced that his Xiao Ding was not a treasure that could exist in this world at all. This kind of anti-heaven treasure can only be refined by such a powerful cultivator

After Zhao Di spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, he put away Xiao Ding, spit it out lightly twice, and looked inward with his divine sense, and found that he had only broken six or seven ribs and injured some internal organs.

This injury was of course extremely serious to a mortal, but to a high-ranking cultivator like Zhao Di, it was insignificant. Zhao Di took out a few talismans, and with a tap of his body, the injuries to his ribs and internal organs quickly improved in a moment. Zhao Di only lost some blood and qi under this stab.

On the other hand, the illusion is invisible, the state at this time can be described as extremely poor, almost unable to stand up, the face is pale, bloodless, and there is even a faint black gas surging above the Yin Hall, obviously the demonic qi has entered the body, and the expression on the face is sometimes hideous and vicious, sometimes afraid and panicked, and the previous image of an arrogant and arrogant teenager, far from it.

Zhao Di glanced at the young man and woman who were still frozen in the icicles, and mercilessly sacrificed the Dream Glass Sword, cutting the young man who was almost powerless to fight back into two.

At the moment when the illusion was killed, a walnut-sized green bead flew out of its dantian and shook slightly in midair.

Zhao Di only felt that something seemed to poke out of this strange orb, and was about to manipulate the Dream Glass Sword to destroy it, but the green bead burst open with a "bang" a moment later, turning into a little spiritual light and disappearing.

Zhao Di frowned, he had never seen this green bead, he couldn't see what the origin was, and under the scanning of his divine sense, he didn't find any abnormality, so he simply ignored it. Because after the illusion was killed by him, there was indeed a special change in the hall

At the same time, in the middle of a certain mountain peak in Yingzhou Immortal Island, an old man with a gray beard suddenly felt a trace of fluctuation from something in the storage bracelet. After Bai Xia flickered, a fist-sized transparent crystal bead was taken out of the storage bracelet by the old man and placed in the palm of his hand.

In the crystal beads, a picture came out, a young man with a delicate appearance, a purple long sword floating in front of him, and a blood-red sword floating in the air a few feet away.

"Is this the Divine Slayer Sword, one of the top ten magic weapons?" the old man was shocked, and then when he saw the next scene, he was immediately overwhelmed with grief.

More than ten zhang away, there are the bodies of two halves of teenagers. Whether it was the pale face or the clothes on his body, the old man recognized at a glance that it was illusory.

There was a soft "bang", and after a while, countless cracks in the crystal beads finally turned into a ball of powder.

A few crystal tears flashed in the old man's eyes, and he muttered: "Invisible my son, you broke into the Tower of Babel for the old man, got the sword of killing gods, but you died because of this, the old man must extract his soul and refine his soul, break his body into thousands of pieces, recapture the sword of killing gods, and avenge my son."

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In the seventh-floor hall of the Tower of Babel, at the moment of the fall of the illusionary invisible, under the few ancient words of "unique", a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and a seemingly ordinary green jade desk appeared.

At the same time, he also noticed that the Heavenly Order in his hand had also begun to flash with golden points of light again.

It seems that only one monk is allowed to leave this last level, and if there is more than one, the winner must be determined among them.

That's probably what the word "unique" means.

Zhao Di looked towards the desk, and on the desk, there were three quaint jade slips. The entire green jade desk was shrouded in a layer of transparent light.

"It seems that this is the book of exercises that has made the great elders of the Thousand Machine Gate worry about day and night" Zhao Di calmed his excitement and slowly walked to the vicinity of the desk.

The light shrouded in the desk flickered and flickered, inconspicuous, and Zhao Di sacrificed the dream glass sword and swiped it lightly.

A purple sword light slashed out and slashed at the light mask. At the position where the sword light slashed, a simple white brilliance flowed, and the light mask only flickered slightly, and there was no follow-up.

Zhao Di frowned slightly, and stabbed the dream glass sword directly at the light mask, and after the same burst of brilliance, the light mask trembled like flowing water, but it still defused the blow of the purple sword, so that it could not break through.

Zhao Di simply sacrificed the Mixed Yuan Divine Light to cooperate with the Dream Glass Sword, and slashed at the light mask with all his might, but the latter was still overflowing with a burst of brilliance, and still kept the Dream Glass Sword out.

At this moment, Zhao Di was a little moved, could it be that the test of this seventh layer is this layer of light mask?

Zhao Di glanced at Tongtian Ling, the light point was moving outward normally, the speed was extremely slow, and there was still plenty of time.

He didn't rush to find another way to crack the light mask, but first disposed of the treasures left behind by the illusion in the hall.

The Divine Sword actually had such a treasure that could give birth to a storm in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for no reason, and Zhao Di's mood was naturally quite uncalm. It's a pity that this sword is too domineering, it is not at all what he can control and use now, and even inhaling the bloody aura emanating from the two swords makes him feel uneasy.

Therefore, Zhao Di found a jade box of suitable size, put away the sword properly, and carefully pasted several powerful forbidden talismans on top of the jade box.

As for the phantom invisible storage bracelet and spirit beast ring, of course he would not let it go, and unceremoniously put it in his sleeve.

Spirit Beast Rings, like Spirit Beast Bags, are both spatial treasures that can be placed in Spirit Beasts, just like storage bracelets, which are higher-level existences. Its price is several times higher than that of storage bracelets. In order to avoid revealing his wealth, Zhao Di is still using the spirit beast bag.

With the name and status of the illusory invisible, he believed that there would definitely be some surprises in this storage bracelet, but the time now was very precious, so he didn't carefully investigate and distinguish them one by one.

The illusory corpse was turned into ashes by Zhao Di with a fireball, and its head was put into a jade box by him.

One day, if he can return to the Golden Flame Country, he will use this person's head to pay tribute to the Jian family to pay tribute to the deceased

Looking at the frozen young man and woman, Zhao Di shook his head and sighed lightly.

Although he had very little contact with Jian Yun, and when he was in Nanhua Jian's family, he had only seen him once or twice, but after all, he was an old man from the same family, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw his tragic fate now, and when he thought of the possible situation of the Jian family at this time.

And that female cultivator should be his wife Han surnamed Fairy.

According to Jian Xin'er, Jian Yun and his wife are both monks with alien spirit roots, and they are pinned on endless hopes by the Jian family. But I didn't expect to cause trouble because of this. The Jian family is far away from this sea of stars, and it is a small immortal cultivation family, so it is definitely not entangled with a big sect like the Xuan Illusion Sect. Most of them were illusory formless news that they got out of nowhere, and they took a fancy to the alien spirit root attributes of these two people, and deliberately sneaked to the Golden Flame Country, killed the two and used their corpses to refine them into clones to manipulate the sacrifice.

Examples like this are not uncommon among cult monks, especially those who are good at refining corpses

Because it was the body of the deceased, Zhao Di had no intention of destroying it. Instead, after ordering Ice Wind Jiao to dissolve the ice on it, he shrunk his body and properly stored it in two wooden boxes.

Then he walked to the other end of the main hall, where there were three jade compartments, two of which were covered with powerful prohibitions, and the other was empty, where the Divine Sword had originally existed

Zhao Di was very nervous, and a little excited and expectant, there were only three treasures in this layer, and one of them was also a treasure such as the Divine Sword which was one of the top ten magic weapons of the ancients, which made him have to think about what kind of treasures would be in the jade grid he opened next

It can be juxtaposed with the Divine Sword and appear on the seventh floor of the Tower of Babel as a finale treasure, which is absolutely extraordinary

Zhao Di lightly punched a spell into the Tongtian Order, and the latter emitted a faint golden aura that struck a jade grid in the middle.

The colorful forbidden aura on the jade grid suddenly shone brilliantly, and then gradually faded away, revealing a one-foot-square white jade box. There are also seven or eight forbidden talismans affixed to it.

Zhao Di wrapped a thick layer of mixed yuan qi in his hand, and then slowly pressed towards these talismans, a burst of arc flickering, fire and thunder, these forbidden powers were slowly consumed by purple qi little by little, and it didn't take long for the power of several talismans to run out and turn into a few wisps of fly ash.

"Hey, is this Wenyang Warm Jade?" Zhao Di stroked the white jade box, only to feel smooth and delicate, and there was a faint sense of warmth, so he immediately thought of a refining raw material called Wenyang Warm Jade.

This kind of thing is one of the main materials for making human puppets that are exactly the same as real people, and can even be fake, and is mainly used to make the skin and flesh of such real golems. Because it is not prolific, the price is also very high.

actually made a jade box container with warm yang warm jade, it is conceivable that the treasures in the jade box must be even more valuable

Zhao Di opened the jade box in a nervous mood, and a slightly yellowed human face mask in white lay quietly in the jade box.

The mask shimmered with a faint aura, unpretentious.

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