The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

As the wind chimes on the sixty-first floor began to sway, the atmosphere outside the Tower of Babel became completely boiling. And this was just the beginning. As time went by, this record was constantly being refreshed.

More people, gods, demons and monsters rushed to the Tower of Babel upon hearing the news. Some of them came to gather information. Everyone wanted to know who the person who kept breaking the tower record was. Some people came to break into the tower. They thought that since someone had broken through in the front, they might also have a chance to rush to the top and become the focus of everyone's attention. Even if they could just get a legacy, it would be great. Everything they got here would become their reliance after they walked out of the secret realm, allowing them to reach a higher level of cultivation, gain longevity while also having powerful strength and becoming a strong man.

At this time, Bai Qinghua in the Tower of Babel had forgotten the time. She was not even sure which level she was on. After advancing to the level of Alchemy Saint, she fell into the formation, breaking and solving the formation all the way, and was completely immersed in the exquisite formation. The Fire Phoenix swallowed too many Soul Crystals, and later ate a lot of various elixirs refined by Bai Qinghua. Finally, she could not bear it and fell asleep. She had already been collected by Bai Qinghua into the space. The place where the Fire Phoenix slept in the space had been engulfed by a raging fire. The scorching temperature caused the ground around her to begin to collapse and turned into a pool of lava. Fortunately, the place where the Fire Phoenix slept was far away from the center of the space and would not affect the growth of spiritual plants and crops.

Ever since Yu Wushuang's spiritual consciousness was separated from the ancient jade, everything in the space has been taken care of by Bai Ling'er. If Bai Ling'er was in the space at this time, she would definitely scold the Fire Phoenix for wasting the space while hiding far away. After all, there is no wood-type spiritual plant that is not afraid of fire, not to mention the famous Phoenix True Fire.

Back to the point, when Bai Qinghua came out of the world of formation, she was once again plunged into a bitter battle. This time was different from the previous time when her cultivation was suppressed. In this bitter battle, she was restricted from using magic tools. Sometimes she could only use a sword, sometimes she could only use a knife, and sometimes she could only use a longbow, especially the sound power. The Tower of Babel had scenes dedicated to the training and comprehension of sound power. The Fuxi Qin and Han Yuxiao, which had been neglected by Bai Qinghua, both made breakthroughs here, especially the Fuxi Qin. At the end of her practice, Bai Qinghua even felt that compared to the knife, sword and longbow, the Fuxi Qin was more like her magic tool. She seemed to be born to be more compatible with the qin, and the Fuxi Qin seemed to have been practiced thousands of times in her hands.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the Divine Demon Harp seemed to sense something as well, constantly humming and vibrating. The Divine Demon Harp, which had been quiet all this time, conveyed a strong desire. It wanted to be repaired as soon as possible. It wanted to be the harp in Bai Qinghua's hand. As the owner of the Divine Demon Harp, Bai Qinghua naturally sensed the Divine Demon Harp's strong desire. She also felt that after leaving the Tongtian Secret Realm, she should go to the Demon Clan first, find the Nine Nether Demon Fire, and repair the Divine Demon Harp. At this time, Bai Qinghua did not know that the Nine Nether Demon Fire she wanted was actually right in front of her.

No matter what kind of training she went through, Bai Qinghua was always alone. She herself thought that she was the only one in the space she was in. So when she dragged her wounded body and was teleported to the next level of space again when her spiritual power was almost exhausted, she opened her eyes and saw the gray sky. She thought it was still a fighting experience like before, but when her spiritual consciousness spread out, she saw that she was actually in an arena, and there was another person on the arena...

Uh...how should I put it, when she saw the human race that was ten thousand times more embarrassed than her, she felt so surprised and unbelievable.

The reason why Bai Qinghua knew that the man who appeared not far from her was that he was a human was because of the pure spiritual energy unique to the human race that emanated from his body. But other than this, nothing else could be seen. The man was covered in unknown mucus of various colors, and his original appearance could no longer be seen. Only the stench caught Bai Qinghua off guard and almost made her vomit out of nausea. She quickly blocked her sense of smell and used her last bit of strength to move to the farthest distance from the man. Only then did she inexplicably feel a little better. At this moment, Bai Qinghua rarely felt an emotion called sympathy for a person. Compared with the man's unsightly sight and stench, she felt that her own injuries were nothing.

Although she thought so in her heart, Bai Qinghua still swiftly took out a handful of pills and put them into her mouth. Just by the fact that this person could appear on the stage at the same time as her, his strength should not be underestimated. And since the two of them appeared on the stage at the same time, the result would naturally be obvious. There would definitely be a winner between the two of them. Right now, recovering her strength was the most important thing.

Over there, Bai Qinghua had closed his eyes to recover his spiritual power after swallowing the elixir, but the man lying motionless on the stage wanted to die. After the sixty-first floor, every floor he passed, no matter how difficult it was, he would face extremely disgusting creatures. Man-eating leeches were just a piece of cake. What he experienced later made him unable to look back. The reason why he could kill all the way to the ninety-ninth floor was not for breaking through the tower, let alone for the so-called rewards. What kept him going to the last floor was to pull out the tower spirit and let that hateful tower spirit experience his experience.

But now he regretted it. He should have chosen to leave when he had the choice on the 90th floor. That way, he would not have to face the current situation that made him feel so overwhelmed.

He was now eager to cast countless Qingchen Jue on himself, but he didn't dare to. He was afraid that the person he had been thinking about for countless days and nights would see that it was him under the filth. Especially after seeing Bai Qinghua's obviously sympathetic but disgusted behavior, he wanted to die very much, and wanted to pull Ta Ling out and strangle him to death even more!

After hesitating for a long time and still unable to think of a perfect solution, the person on the ground finally moved. He stood up with difficulty and found a position farthest away from Bai Qinghua. Then he turned his back and sat cross-legged on the ground. After that, he began to desperately cast the Qingchen Jue on himself until the last bit of his spiritual power was drained. Then he took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and then continued the previous action.

Nangong Chen, who used the alias Nanchen, didn't know that Bai Qinghua, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes after he turned around. She watched the man madly casting the Qingchen Jue on her. When the man could finally see clearly, looking at the familiar figure from behind, Bai Qinghua remained silent but also felt that it was reasonable.

There are very few people in this world who can reach the ninety-ninth floor of the Tower of Babel, but if that person is Nangong Chen, it would not be so surprising.