The old antique hidden on this floor of the Tower of Babel finally appeared, awakened from its slumber, and a terrifying aura swept through the nine heavens and ten earths, and even the unknown half-immortal sensed a huge pressure.

Although he laid countless runes to defend himself, he still did not have the belief that he would win.

These old guys are too terrible, although each of them is a person with half of his body in the ground, but the strength of his combat power is indeed incredible, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Airplanes!

The whole world shook, and the immeasurable essence turned into a monstrous river and rushed in, it was the ancient existence that was recovering itself.

After countless years of slumber, this unknown antique is close to running out of oil.

The immortal power in his body is almost exhausted, and his physical body is depleted, and it will take several months if he is suitable for normal awakening, but unfortunately, he doesn't have such a chance now.

In fact, powerful cultivators don't want to sleep because it's too dangerous.

The so-called deep sleep is to gather all the essence and spirit, and never leave a single trace, so as to reduce the consumption to the minimum, it can be said that once you fall into a deep sleep, you will almost lose most of your resistance power.

For many cultivators, this is almost unacceptable, and unless there is an absolutely safe environment, no one usually does this.

In addition, the deep sleep is not without consumption, although the longevity will be greatly extended, it will also consume immortal power and essence, which is extremely difficult for any cultivator to accept.

Many cultivators even fall asleep in a deep slumber, and with the exception of a very few, almost no one is exempt.

It's like an old antique that is about to be revived in front of him, if it weren't for the army fighting to wake him up, I'm afraid he might not be able to wake up again.

The blood of the fallen warrior is rich in essence, and it is precisely because of the escape of the true spirit aura that this can be revived, I am afraid that this is something that the big man in the Tower of Babel did not expect in advance, and it can be regarded as a surprise.

The spirit is like a long river, rolling in, endlessly.

A world is about to be sucked dry, the earth is shattered, and the void is turned to ashes.

This small world has been swallowed up both by the law breath and the essence, and the massive amount of essence rushing into the black vortex is still not enough, the gap is too big, and the essence needed by a half-immortal to make up for the immortal power is too much, and Kyushu can't afford it.

Brush!

The figure in the void stepped in front of the vortex, and with a finger he pointed, an Optimus Prime fell.

It was composed of immeasurable immortal power, and countless runes were suppressed by a trace of white light, and the horror was boundless.

Thundered!

The vortex is turbulent, and there is a tendency to collapse under the finger of this half-immortal.

However, the murderer in the whirlpool was also not so easy to deal with, and the big wizened hand covered with scales raised a finger at random, although it was extremely difficult, but it was powerful to the sky, raising it bit by bit, directly piercing the void.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the fingers above shattered, and a large amount of immortal power escaped and was devoured as essence.

This gradually awakening terrifying existence seemed to be weakened to the extreme, and it was extremely difficult to move even a finger, and it was impossible to even move again after the Optimus Prime-like finger pierced the seal.

The half-immortal in the void naturally also saw the weakness of this existence, and he formed a seal with both hands, and fell down to the earth in ten directions with one blow.

It was a terrifying and boundless power, the immortal power was boiling, and even the whirlpool was shaking.

The demi-immortal's shot seemed to be imaginative, and his words and deeds seemed extremely indifferent, as if the battle was as easy as a dance, and there was no cruelty like a river of blood flowing into the flesh.

But in fact, it is this kind of fighting that is the most brutal.

The half-immortals are high, each blow contains their own Dao, the comprehension of the Dao and the richness of the immortal power are the most important factors that determine the victory or defeat of the battle, every fight may be a battle of life and death, mysterious and mysterious, it is not clear.

At this time, the terrifying figure that was gradually waking up fell below, after all, he had been asleep for countless years, and he had just woken up, so it was normal for him to fall into the disadvantage without preparation.

The huge mountain-like hand was scarred, four of the five fingers had been broken, and the remaining one had been shattered, and even the fairy bones and flesh and blood scale armor had disappeared without a trace, and it was not ugly to look bare.

However, the most surprising thing was that there was not the slightest blood oozing from the badly injured big hand.

I don't know if it's because the essence blood has been exhausted, or because of the special methods of this awakened person.

There is no doubt that the demi-immortals in the void are powerful and belong to the best of the demi-immortals.

Any figure who sets foot in a half-immortal is worthy of awe, his combat power and luck are absolutely beyond imagination, if it is ordinary to overwhelm such a half-immortal who is almost exhausted, there is no problem, but unfortunately, the enemy in front of him is an old antique.

The spirit tide disappeared as this layer of the world was swallowed up.

The corpses, the laws of the void, and even the fragments of mechanical warriors that were left behind were all drained of energy.

At this moment, the coercion surrounding the void at that moment suddenly increased by more than a hundredfold, and a dark power projected from the long river of time and merged into the whirlpool.

What a guts!

The half-immortal in the void screamed, and his entire body trembled slightly.

He still underestimated this old antique too much, and he didn't expect him to be able to do this.

Saving a mana with supreme mana to enter the long river of time and space, and waking up after countless years to pull it back, this requires boundless and powerful power, and ordinary half-immortals can't do it at all, and this figure from the Immortal Dynasty is far inferior to himself.

The game in the void gradually changed the situation, and as that mana merged, the power of the old antique gradually recovered and became more powerful.

Although the figure in the void is terrifying, it lacks accumulation in the end, and gradually begins to fall into disadvantage.

However, that's all, the back hand laid by this powerhouse of the Immortal Dynasty played a role.

Countless milky white runes in the sky flickered, blocking the continued flow of essence from the outside world, and not only that, but those runes were also continuously extracting power to bless this half-immortal.

A vast momentum was suppressed, and the imperial immortal power condensed a five-clawed golden dragon in the void, and the dragon head alone blocked the entire whirlpool.

Faintly, there was a huge imperial palace looming out of the void, and the imperial dragon aura was permeated.

The advantages of the dynasty monks were vividly displayed at this moment, and they could suppress the enemy with the help of the general trend of countless subjects for countless years, and their power was immeasurable, it could be said that they were earth-shattering, and they almost had the power to crush cultivators of the same level.

With the return of an immortal power, if it were an ordinary half-immortal, he would have been defeated in the hands of such an old antique, but this cultivator of the Immortal Dynasty did not.

Although it can't be said to be a division of courts, it can still be done by barely resisting.

Roar!

An inhuman roar came from the whirlpool, and a turbid fishy aura rose into the sky, turning into a black dragon soaring into the sky.

That is turbidity, that is, something similar to negative power, including the breath of the five calamities of heavenly forbearance, which can damage the life of the person, can weaken the essence and immortal power, and can even pollute the mind, it is an extremely terrifying power.

The ink dragon circled and roared, and swooped down with a large mouth.

Roar!

At the same time, the five-clawed golden dragon soared straight into the sky as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and the two behemoths frantically tore together.

The two behemoths are condensed by secret methods, and although they have no physical bodies, they are still terrifying.

The pitch-black scale armor and the golden scale armor flew wildly, wisps of golden or black fairy power were grabbed and scattered in the void, and although the two behemoths had no sense, they were extremely fierce when they tore into it.

Every time the dragon is injured, it means that the dragon has shrunk a little, it is the convergence of pure immortal power and Dao, and the two dragons are a kind of alternative competition.

However, at this moment, the gap between the two sides was completely revealed.

Although the size of the golden dragon is relatively large, but it falls below everywhere, if it weren't for the fact that the black dragon is really weak, I'm afraid that the golden dragon has been torn to pieces by now, but even so, in just half a pillar of incense, the size of the golden dragon has shrunk by one-third.

This is a gap that cannot be bridged, at least temporarily, and the precipitation of time is essential.

Unless a person like Xiao Gu who was born with great luck received countless cultivation insights and countless opportunities along the way, it would be impossible for this process to be overcome.

However, on the whole, the two sides are still evenly matched, and no one can help anyone in a short time.

Of course, the final outcome of this battle can already be determined, either either both sides will lose or one side will be seriously injured and retreat.

Don't think that there is only one person who fights at this time, and you think that there is only one half-immortal here, in fact, no one knows how many big people have gathered their eyes here, and the reason why they didn't make a move was just because they were afraid of each other.

But when one of them really encounters a crisis, the person behind the scenes will definitely take action, after all, a half-immortal cannot be lost.

Airplanes!

A ray of light rose up from below the earth, swirling and intertwining as if giving birth to a spirit.

Among them, there are countless unjust souls wailing, ghosts crying wolf-like howls, and the resentment that rushes to the sky makes the void turn gray, and I don't know how many living beings have died in it.

This is another secret method of an old antique, although the killing is too heavy, but it is also extremely terrifying.

With the blessing of this light of the soul, the power of the ink dragon increased sharply, and between the teeth and claws, the golden dragon shrank by half in a dozen breaths.

The demi-immortals of the Immortal Dynasty above the void turned pale, which was the result of excessive consumption of immortal power.

Although he is in his heyday, his background is not as good as that of people, and he uses immortal power to resist the consumption of secret methods more than a hundred times, and now the old antique has not yet appeared, but he already has a feeling that he has run out of oil and dried up, and it is difficult to support it anymore.

However, at this moment, the void suddenly cracked, and countless milky white immortal power poured down, pouring into this half-immortal's body like a long river.

This is the person behind the scenes, although it is not directly involved, but the indirect support also turns the situation around.

In an instant, the momentum around him skyrocketed, directly suppressing the whirlpool, and even the ink dragon fell into collapse.

But that's about it!

The figures of the Immortal Dynasty made a move, and the people of Babel naturally would not stand idly by.

The same immortal light fell and rushed into the whirlpool, and for a moment, the whirlpool seemed to stagnate.

Then, the mighty pressure was squeezed out of the whirlpool, and the unknown antique aura exploded more than tenfold again.

Rumble!

In the whirlpool, the other hand reached out and slapped fiercely at the space where the half-immortal of the Immortal Dynasty was located with lightning speed.

Thundered!

A void collapsed, and countless spatial turbulences converged.

The demi-immortals of the Immortal Dynasty flew out upside down, and countless cracks appeared on their white robes.

Roar!

The giant hand was followed by an earth-shattering roar, and the old antique of that era finally appeared, breaking free from the vortex of nothingness.

It was a huge figure, and the sky was dark when the whole body broke free.

The huge body is indescribable, and it seems that a world cannot contain it, and it is hard to imagine what kind of creature would have a much larger figure than a dragon.

The old antique was covered in cyan scales, his limbs were thick and powerful, and he had no horns on the top of his head but three eyes.

The aura around him was incredible, with the power of annihilation, and the space where the emerald green eyes the size of a lake passed through was constantly annihilating.

It's just a peerless beast, fierce and unparalleled!

However, at this time, the monster was quite embarrassed, its entire body was shriveled and thin, not to mention that many places had even rotted, and a suffocating putrid smell poured into it to make people retch, and in some places even white bones could be seen.

After sleeping for so long, he was almost decayed, but he finally returned!

"Do the juniors have a character like you, who dares to disturb my sleep, "You are really killing yourself!"

The huge figure roared like thunder, and the surrounding void was shaken open one after another, and all directions turned into nothingness, which was simply shocking.

A roar shook the sky, and hundreds of hidden figures in the void were shattered from the void.

"Hmph, a bunch of ant-like figures," the monster glanced around with disdain.

His size shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an old man with a shriveled torso.

"Ant-like characters are not qualified to watch the battle, get out," the old man waved his hand casually, and felt his big hands like bird claws drive away hundreds of strong people nearby like flies.

"You are so arrogant, you have been sleeping for countless years, how much strength is left," a quasi-half-immortal couldn't help but shout angrily at such an insult.

In his opinion, after sleeping for countless years, even his body has rotted, and such a character has not much combat power left even if he is a half-immortal, such a posture is simply too arrogant.

Well, it's enough to kill you, the old man glanced at him casually.

He opened his big hand, and with a squeeze of you, an invisible force suddenly descended, and no matter how much the quasi-half-immortal struggled, he couldn't escape.

His face was horrified and regretful.

Burst!

The old man pinched hard, and the quasi-half-immortal flesh and blood that opened flew sideways, and was pinched into flesh puree.

Strong, unimaginably strong!

This is the feeling that the old man gives to everyone, a powerful mess, and the incredible power of the seemingly old and almost rotten body owner is earth-shattering.

Even if he is an old man, this old antique can't hide his old age.

His beard was white, not even a few hairs remained, his back was hunched, his waist could no longer be straightened, his face was covered with folds and brown age spots, and his clothes were tattered and faded.

It's just that his combat power is too terrifying, like an ancient demon god.

Airplanes!

The powerhouse of the Immortal Dynasty in front of him struck again, and he used his supreme mana to shrink the dragon in the palm of his hand, only half a foot long.

Boom, boom......

The little dragon rushed straight at the old man, and his attack power was countless times more terrifying than before.

The small golden dragon rolled forward, and every time it probed its claws or ang capital, it was extremely terrifying, and the void was as fragile as glass, and it fell to the ground with a clatter at the slightest touch.

The void shattered all the way, and the Tower of Babel shook.

The power of the golden dragon made many half-immortal powerhouses frightened, this is a terrifying means, the general trend of the dynasty's luck is integrated, condensed in the half-foot-long golden dragon, although it seems to be clichéd, but the horror of the attack power is shocking.

However, something even more shocking happened!

The old man was not moved in the slightest in the face of such an attack, he just reached out a hand at random, grabbed the golden dragon in his hand like a mortal catching a snake, and crushed it hard, and the golden dragon collapsed.

The demi-immortals of the Immortal Dynasty were frightened, and their faces were full of incredulity.

The weak one is vulnerable, the old man glanced coldly at the half-immortal of the Immortal Dynasty, he threw a punch at will, and the distance between hundreds of millions of miles and countless heavy voids fell on his body, and no means would help.

Burst!

His body was torn apart, and his whole body was shattered.

"Huh!"

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of surprise from the Tower of Babel, as if someone had discovered something that surprised them old fellows.

"Did you find out, it's ridiculous," the old man raised his eyes and looked at the void and said indifferently.

"It's really you," the void shook in an instant, and the Tower of Babel shook with a loud roar of rage.

Airplanes!

A ray of light on the Tower of Babel was under the hood, imprisoning time and space.

But at this moment, the old man showed his pinnacle combat power, and punched upwards to destroy the ten directions, what imprisonment, what time and space were all shattered, and nothing could compete with it.

"It's you, you're not dead," the being in the Tower of Babel screamed in horror.

The character, who had always been hiding in the shadows, was really moved, and seemed to see something incredible.

"The deity is naturally not dead, you are not qualified enough," the old man smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, his life is coming to an end, the endless years have exhausted his strength, he will definitely die, since he didn't die back then, he will fall here now," another figure said coldly.

"Sure enough, I can't imagine that there is a time when you are as strong as you are so weak," the voice before that laughed.

"Flies are not worthy to talk to the deity," the old man said proudly.

"Then you go to die," the figure returned to coldness, and the killing intent was extremely resolute.

No one knew the horror of the person in front of him better than him, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect to hide in the Tower of Babel, right under their noses, he made up his mind to die when this person was weak in front of his eyes, otherwise......