But Taishan felt that when he saw Yang Xiaole this time, he didn't know why, but he had an impulse in his heart, and even swore in his heart that he must let Yang Xiaole look down on himself!

"Big brother, I've identified you! Wait, I'll prove myself!"

Taishan's face is full of determination, since his eldest brother has gone to the second floor, is he afraid of a hair?

Isn't it just the pressure of 200 pounds?

Saying that, Taishan was directly ruthless, followed Yang Xiaole's steps, and walked directly to the second floor of the Tower of Babel.

However, the pressure on the second layer was only two hundred catties, so Yang Xiaole didn't stay at all, and went directly to the third layer.

And when Yang Xiaole went up to the third layer, the pressure on his body suddenly became four hundred catties, but even if it was four hundred catties, under Yang Xiaole's current physique, he couldn't feel any pressure at all.

So without any hesitation, Yang Xiaole continued to take steps and went up to the fourth floor.

When he reached the fourth layer, Yang Xiaole finally felt a trace of pressure in his body, after all, this fourth layer was already eight hundred catties of pressure.

Many disciples of the Sword Sect sit here for all kinds of exercises, some practice swords, some meditate, and some do push-ups and sit-ups.

It seems that most of the Sword Sect disciples are already very good under the pressure of eight hundred catties, after all, the cultivation of this group of people is similar to Xu Ruolin, and they are all at the seventh or eighth level of body refining.

But under the suppression of the special structure of the Tower of Babel, these people are just ordinary people.

However, an ordinary person can withstand the pressure of 800 catties, which is already terrifying.

It is no wonder that in the entire cultivation world, it is said that the disciples of the Sword Sect can fight beyond the level, even if this physical body resists eight hundred catties of cultivation, it is not something that other sect disciples can do.

However, the pressure of 800 catties is just pressure for Yang Xiaole, but it can't play any role in the experience at all.

So Yang Xiaole didn't stay and continued to go up to the fifth floor.

And when he stepped on the fifth-floor Babel Tower, the pressure here suddenly became 1,600 catties, and the people who cultivated here were only three old men with gray beards.

Seeing Yang Xiaole go up to the fifth floor, several people showed a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Originally, when they saw someone coming up, they thought it was an acquaintance, but they didn't expect it to be

Such a young disciple.

The most important thing is that none of them have ever seen this disciple.

Immediately, an old man looked Yang Xiaole up and down, and slowly spoke: "Which peak are you a disciple of, how can you withstand the gravity suppression of 1,600 catties?"

"Uh...."

Yang Xiaole was stunned, he only started today, and he didn't know who these old men in front of him were?

Besides, I am a disciple of Leng Hanyue, what does it matter how many people I follow?

Carrying thousands of pounds by himself has something to do with them.

And looking at their age, they are already almost seventy or eighty years old, and they don't know how long they have been cultivating, but they are still cultivating under the gravity of 1,600 catties, which is simply too bad.

Immediately, Yang Xiaole looked directly at the three old men with disdain, and then turned around and walked directly to the sixth floor.

"Hey, you can't go to the sixth floor! That's 3,200 pounds of gravity!"

Seeing Yang Xiaole's eyes, although several people were a little disliked, as an elder of the Sword Sect, they still had the responsibility to remind them.

"Well, I know, goodbye!"

Yang Xiaole bowed directly and walked up without hesitation.

And when he walked to the sixth layer, the pressure on his entire body directly became three thousand six hundred catties.

And with such a weight, even if it is Yang Xiaole's body after being transformed by the Thunder Tribulation, due to insufficient preparation, he still subconsciously stumbles.

At this time, on the sixth floor, there were also two old men practicing swords here.

The two of them, a man and a woman, seemed to be practicing Tai Chi Sword, seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole subconsciously stood still and watched.

Although the archery of these two people was slow, Yang Xiaole could feel the thick sword intent inside.

Presumably, these two are also the top geniuses in the Sword Sect today, right?

He remembered that Leng Hanyue had specially reminded him that there were nearly eight hundred disciples in the entire Sword Sect, and only a dozen or so had comprehended the sword intent.

But now, he actually saw two on the sixth floor of this Babel Tower, how could he let go of such a good learning opportunity?

Therefore, Yang Xiaole calmed down and realized the swordsmanship of the two.

I have to say that the subtlety of the sword intent of these two people, even if Yang Xiaole has broken through the psychic realm now, his perception of the surroundings can be said to have increased exponentially, but he is ignorant

The feeling is still lingering in Yang Xiaole's heart.

"Huh, who are you?"

Seeing someone appear next to them, the two old men immediately stopped practicing, and turned their heads to look at Yang Xiaole's eyes full of surprise.

It had been almost a hundred years, and they had never seen anyone else come up on this sixth layer.

But the young man in front of him actually relied on his body to carry the pressure of 3,200 catties!

You know, this is the Tower of Babel! Even if you are a monk in the Transformation Stage here, you will be completely suppressed and cultivated, and you will become an ordinary person.

If it was a foundation building monk, they wouldn't be surprised that they could withstand this pressure with their spiritual power, but this was the Tower of Babel! No one could use their spiritual power inside.

In other words, the young man in front of him, who looked to be in his twenties, came here purely by the flesh.

"Eh, the two seniors are good, they are the disciples of the Sword Sect below, please forgive me for disturbing the place of the two seniors!"

Yang Xiaole hurriedly made an ancient salute to the two.

Although the two people in front of them only have the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, if they are outside, they are also characters who can be slapped to death, but the sword intent of these two people really surprised Yang Xiaole.

That's why I call the two seniors.

As the so-called threesome, there must be my teacher, which is exactly the truth.

"What? are you a disciple of my Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, the two looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

When did the physical body of this Sword Sect disciple become so powerful?

You know, they have been practicing for hundreds of years to get today's results!

"Which mountain are you, and who is under them?"

Immediately, the old man opened his mouth again and asked Yang Xiaole, but his expression was full of suspicion.

He was even speculating in his heart, was this a hidden ancestor from other sects who ate the Rejuvenating Pill and ran to the Sword Sect to entertain them.

You must know that the two of them have made enemies with others in the Shanggu War!

"Eh, I said, old man, I call you seniors because your sword intent is worth learning from me, and it's boring for you to rely on the old and sell the old. ”

Seeing the thick vigilance in the old man's eyes, Yang Xiaole waved his hand directly, muttered and turned around, and walked up the stairs to the upper floor.