Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

After placing the Babel Tower, Han Lian expanded all the cushions and reinforced the surrounding formations. He was done.

Han Lian's spiritual thoughts made the Babel Tower's spirit grow a little fatter.

It stuck half of its head out of the Babel Tower. As the spiritual light flowed, a light blue butterfly floated out of the tower and landed on Han Lian's hair.

After placing all these, Han Lian looked around, chuckled, and said:

"To operate this tower, one needs the power of spiritual thoughts. Only when one has reached the Golden Body realm can one use this tower with spiritual thoughts.

Although in mid-air, the Golden Body monk flew over the eaves and walls and climbed onto the cushion, there was no problem.

As for other monks, when they are in mid-air, they should also pay attention to what is in front of them and not to cause conflicts in mid-air.

Again, fighting is prohibited in the Eastern Spiritual Palace. If you really want to fight, go outside the Eastern Spiritual Palace."

"However, some things need to be ruled by the rules. After all, this tower has only sixteen cushions, and can only be used by sixteen people at a time.

So, if this tower is used all the time, like some seniors who think they will not leave for twelve hours a day, who dares to come up and say anything?

Rules must be set, and it is better for Han to be the bad guy.

It is still unknown how many people will use this Tower of Babel. Now, one person can only use it for one hour a day at most. Do you have any objections?"

After hearing Han Lian's words, the audience thought about it for a while, and all said"no objection".

When Han Lian said"the storytelling is over" and walked towards the backstage of the stands, the space fluctuated slightly, and the figure of the sword-eating ancestor had appeared on a cushion and sat upright on it.

He was self-taught, and in the blink of an eye, his spiritual thoughts were connected, and he entered the tower.

Looking at everything in it, he felt a little novel, looked around, and looked like he had never seen it before.

"How come I have never heard of the Hundred-Story Tower of Babel? Could it be that he knew about Huang Tian and Cang Tian? Could it be that he was a figure from more than 100,000 years ago?

It was really funny. For such a being, let alone his spiritual thoughts, his will would probably be rotten, right?"

Thinking of this, he first chose the ordinary Babel Tower with a tentative attitude.

He didn't care when he heard the prompt"name" and raised his finger to write the two words"eat sword" in the air.

He entered the ordinary Babel Tower, and went through each layer smoothly. In a blink of an eye, he reached the 90th floor.

Without any hesitation, he directly chose to enter the next floor.

In an instant, the sky and the earth roared, and the void collapsed. He tried his best to resist the attack. When he opened his mouth, the sword energy was swung. After a hard fight, he finally killed it and broke it into pieces.

When he came to his senses, his eyes were bright.

Shattered Void, it was indeed the power of Shattered Void!

If those old guys knew about it, I'm afraid they would all go crazy.

He laughed loudly, and then stepped back into the Babel Tower. This time he did not choose Tianjiao, but chose the evildoer.

From the 40th floor, his His expression had begun to become strange.

Twin Celestial Phenomena?

Such an existence would probably only appear once in a thousand or two thousand years, right?

I just don't know what the reaction would be when that guy comes and enters the Tower of Babel.

When he reached the 50th floor, his expression was already somewhat skeptical.

Triple Celestial Phenomena?

Can a cultivator really have Triple Celestial Phenomena?

I haven't seen it in the Luoyu Realm, this is fake!

And when he got through to the 60th level, he didn't want to fight any further for a while.

You tell me, this is a cultivator at the peak of Tongyou?

Tell me he's at the peak of Zifu, and I'll believe it!

After getting here, he didn't want to go any further.

But after thinking about it, looking at his reputation as a 'sword eater', he continued to fight back.

Finally, when he got to the 80th floor and was nailed to death by that figure who picked up a petal, he retreated with a gloomy expression.

‘Monster, is this the so-called 'monster'?

Now I finally understand why those dying old guys look like that when they mention 'Xuantian Taoist'. '

Yes, he has lived for more than a thousand years now, and he has heard of the monster.

And the person who is called a monster by all the cultivators in the world is Tianxuan Taoist three thousand years ago.

This person's cultivation is extremely powerful, and some people even compare him with the figure of Wu Zu in those days.

Although he was born a little late and has never seen it, he still can't forget the appearance of Chunyang Sword Ancestor when he left a sword will in the place where he turned into a sword tomb and rushed straight to Liangjie Mountain. Forget it

, don't think about it. Under the current situation, it would be strange if there really is such a person.....

This thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but pause.....

Forget it, it doesn't matter to me anyway. Thinking about it is useless. Let me see what my strength is in the Shattered Void Realm.

This thought flashed through his mind, and his spiritual thoughts once again probed into the Tongtian Tower.

After choosing the Transformation Realm, he felt that his spiritual thoughts had been consumed by 10% at once, which made him frown slightly.

The spiritual thoughts in the Transformation Realm are indeed consumed a lot.

And just after this thought flashed through his mind, the scene in the Tongtian Tower began to change.

Above the void, the figure of the"Sword-wielding Ancestor" stood in the void.

He looked up at the sky, and pointed his finger at his throat like a sword, cutting open his chest and abdomen along this point.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of sword qi were swaying like a torrent, flowing straight into the sky and the sky.

The entire sky was directly pierced with a hole by this qi.

The clouds in the sky and the earth dissipated, and the mountains in the two realms trembled. Indistinctly, it seemed that a corner of Huang Tian's will was broken.

There was only one move performed in the Transformation Realm.

After this attack, the spirit of the Sword Eater retreated from the Tower of Babel.

He was a little dazed, and pointed at his throat, recalling the power of that attack, shook his head and sighed. It

's still not enough to eat. If only I could taste the will of the evildoer in the Pure Yang Realm... It's a pity that I took a bite in the Tower of Babel, and it didn't taste good.

Slurp.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, guessing the taste, and smacked his lips....

The sixteen cushions in the Tongtian Tower are now full of people.

The first batch of people who can step on the cushions are all powerful and great masters who can pry open space.

They appeared so fast that the audience below the stands reacted.

When they came to their senses, they could only shout"no martial ethics" in their hearts. There was no other way.

The goals of these monks are very clear.

After"tasting" the hundred levels, they all chose to deduce the realm of transformation.

The Tongtian Tower borrowed their methods, realms and spiritual thoughts. In a blink of an eye, one of their moves was naturally earth-shattering.

Most of the monks who have reached this realm have a vague understanding of the future, but they are not very sure.

They see that the moves of their next realm can be more or less inspired and learned, and they can use their future experience to make up for their current shortcomings.

For a while, the powerful people all got off the cushions with satisfaction and went back to experience.

After the great monks left, a group of Tianjiao monks gathered around again.

The monks below were watching the fun, but suddenly found that they had no place to go for a while, so they left after a while.

As for the master of the Tongtian Tower, Kun Ling, he had already sneaked out of the Tongtian Tower and came to the Tongtian Pavilion plaque.

After all, the Tongtian Pavilion plaque was the first spiritual tool"friend" it had seen.

On top of its head, a small stone tablet was placed, which was the spirit of the Tongtian Tablet.

Kun Ling's figure was a little rounder than when Han Lian left.