Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Here, isn't Li Wangchen still in the Babel Tower?"

"It's still there, still on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel!"

"Hiss—this lunatic, he won't get tired, won't be tired, won't all his power be exhausted? He's still in the Tower of Babel!"

"Yes, I was shocked too. Although I can kill the sixth-level Tower of Babel, I can't stand it if I stay in the fourth-level Tower for a year, no, equal to ten years!"

Many disciples of the Holy Academy began to talk about this matter in surprise. During gatherings, tea, and wine chats, they would talk about it with their friends and make it a topic.

There were even some who really liked watching the excitement, and would come over from time to time to see if Li Wangchen was still inside.

During this period, Long Zhan also fought back to the Babel Tower several times, but he never penetrated into the seventh level.

In the fourth-level Babel Tower, Xiang Chen and the tower guard slaves were fighting fiercely, and the sky was filled with shadows of fists.

It can be found that although Xiang Chen cannot produce the Dragon Subduing Fist, he is fully capable of the Dragon Subduing Fist intention!

Moreover, the Dragon-Subduing Fist is not weak to this tower-guarding slave!

Moreover, Xiang Chen suppressed most of his cultivation, leaving only a single human bloodline to control his magic power to fight the opponent.

He has been fighting for ten years. It's not that he is tired, but it's because Xiang Chen has so many Taoist souls. In the wheel battle, if any Taoist soul gets tired or mentally exhausted, the next Taoist soul will control the physical body.

In this way of taking turns, as long as the resources are enough to restore their own skills, Ergou can fight the tower slave for a lifetime.

boom--!

The punch was not as strong as the Dragon Subduing Fist, but it had the Dragon Subduing Aura and let out a dragon roar!

The fist found the opponent's flaw and blew the head of the tower slave.

The tower door appeared, Xiang Chen retracted his fist, frowned and said: "This tower slave can no longer control my fist intention, and my boxing skills have improved again. I can go and see the fifth level-"

While talking, he finally went up to the five-story Babel Tower.

Outside, in front of the Heaven-Bearing Stone Monument, someone said in surprise: "Look, look, Li Wangchen's name appears on the fifth layer of the Heaven-Better Stone Monument. He has entered the fifth layer!"

"Wochao, this is a ruthless man. He has been fighting there for ten years without sleep. He finally cleared the level and went straight to the fifth level. Why doesn't he take a break?"

"What a shame! I used to laugh at him. If I had his perseverance and spirit, I might be able to reach the seventh level!"

Many people who had ridiculed Li Wangchen in the past were actually a little admired now.

Long Zhan, who had just been eliminated from the sixth level Tower of Babel, clenched his fists upon hearing this.

At the same time, more powerful strength and willpower burst out from his heart.

Li Wangchen worked so hard, what right did he have to slack off and be decadent?

Dry!

After recovering from the injury, keep working!

People like Long Zhan who are not from the top forces but can barely get into the Book of Heaven are people who work very hard and are extremely determined.

The true nature of the dragon, a disciple of the Xinghai Sect, Zhao Hongmian's charm technique is very powerful, but at that time, he failed to charm Long Zhan, and was directly killed by Long Zhan without mercy, which shows his strong heart.

Later, he had the idea of ​​​​licking the dog Princess Tianle, which was also because he wanted to use Princess Tianle's power to improve himself and help him become the overlord of the Siren Tribe in the future.

Xiang Chen used the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Heart Devouring Demon on him. Although it was not completely successful, it at least made him have a good impression of Xiang Chen.

So now that he saw Xiang Chen working so hard, he felt like he was getting some blood, not wanting to fall behind Xiang Chen.

The news that Li Wangchen had entered the fifth level again spread throughout the Beidou Holy Academy, and many people suddenly admired him.

"What a fierce man. After ten years of fighting, he broke through to the fourth heaven. Without taking a break, he went straight to the fifth heaven and continued to work!"

"Yes, his fighting ability does not seem to match that of the Heavenly King of Tongtian Shu, but his willpower is really admirable!"

"Grandma, I can't be worse than him. I'm going to break into the Tower of Babel, and I won't stop until I reach the seventh level!"

For a time, Xiang Chen's incident actually inspired many people.

He stayed in the fifth level for two years, and twenty years had passed.

This news gradually became known to the teachers of Beidou Holy Academy, and even some big shots knew about it.

In the Beidou Saint Monastery, in a black hall, two men were drinking tea leisurely.

One of them looked like a sixty-year-old man with gray hair and looked quite old.

In Hongmeng, you can see old men, who are either weak, with low cultivation and short life span.

Or it's the kind of scary old monster that has lived for hundreds of millions of years.

And this old man belongs to the latter.

"Teacher, this is tea brought by my subordinates from the ancient times. It is young tea leaves produced by billions of years old tea trees. Please try how it tastes."

The middle-aged man poured tea for the old man respectfully, with a jar of tea beside him.

The old man smelled the fragrance and looked at the tea leaves: "It is indeed tea produced by old tea trees that are billions of years old. Such tea is very rare in Hongmeng."

The old man took a sip and thought about it for a moment before praising: "Good tea!"

"Teacher likes it. I'll ask people to bring more ancient tea in the future." The middle-aged man smiled and took a sip.

"How is the ancient world developing now? To what extent has it reached?"

The old man asked calmly.

The middle-aged man said: "The speed of evolution and growth is very fast. The Hongmeng Tianmen of the realm of heaven and earth returning to the origin has opened, which means that some native people in the prehistoric sky have reached the realm of the return of heaven and earth. There is a high probability that it is the master of the prehistoric destiny, Taichu Junyi. !”

"Then the problem of the Ancient God Network hasn't been solved yet?" the old man asked with a frown.

Over the years, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have been sending people to infiltrate into the primitive world, paving the way for a complete battle for the primitive world in the future.

However, because of the Divine Network system that covers the entire prehistoric universe, Hongmeng people will be discovered immediately when they enter the prehistoric world. If they do not report or register, or stay in the prehistoric world for more than the prescribed time, they will be beaten immediately.

Sometimes, there are too many Hongmeng people entering Honghuangtian, and the flow of people will be controlled.

This makes it impossible for people from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to infiltrate a large number of manpower and lurk in the wilderness for a long time.

"The magic weapon that can block the detection of the divine network of the ancient world has been obtained, but there is not a large amount of equipment yet. When the army can equip a large amount of equipment, it can start the plan to conquer the ancient world."

"And the main source of materials that can be used to refine that kind of magic weapon happens to be the Yinghuo Star Territory where we compete with the Netherworld."

"How is the battle with the Netherworld going?" the old man asked again.

"We fell into a stalemate. We negotiated for a while, fought for a while, and even though we talked and talked, we never came up with a complete solution."

The middle-aged man poured another cup of tea for the old man. He seemed to be from the military and had a high status.

"So I want to send a group of Holy Academy disciples to the battlefield to train and train in a while, and reserve more general talents. Of course, this requires your approval, teacher." The middle-aged man changed the subject.

The old man snorted softly: "I know you can't bring tea just to see me as an old man. Well - that's fine. It's okay to let them see the world."

"Hey, the purpose is to see the teacher. I just mentioned this suggestion in passing."