The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

There are many things in this world that you cannot escape from just because you want to. The exhausted spiritual power has long been restored, and the scars on his body have also recovered under the effect of elixirs. After a long silence, Nangong Chen had to face the reality. Just now, the arena issued the ninety-ninth reminder that the two of them must fight. The winner can enter the last floor of the Tower of Babel, which is the 100th floor, and the loser will be teleported out of the tower.

Because he had been ignoring the reminders from the Tower of Babel, the Tower of Babel activated its punishment mechanism, and the arena was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. According to the Tower of Babel, if the two did not compete, the arena would trap them to death.

Nangong Chen struggled for a long time and finally had to face reality. As he turned around, Bai Qinghua also breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the arena that had shrunk by two-thirds, helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Although she sympathized with Nangong Chen's experience, she didn't want to be trapped with him on the stage, not to mention that he might be crushed to death. If Nangong Chen didn't turn around, she would take the initiative to attack him. Now... Uh, Bai Qinghua didn't know what to say for a moment when she looked at Nangong Chen wearing a mask. Should she pretend not to recognize him? After all, Nangong Chen should be trapped in Wuji Palace with the surviving disciples of Wuji Palace.

Bai Qinghua has very complicated feelings towards Nangong Chen. Because of his identity, this person is someone she has always wanted to avoid, but sometimes he is unavoidable. He has saved her from danger several times, and he has always been by her side all the way from Qingyun Country. If Nangong Chen did not have so many entanglements behind him, and if Bai Qinghua had not been reborn with her memories, the relationship between the two might be different.

But today, there are too many lives and deaths between the two of them. Even the Wuji Palace has to seal its mountain gate in order to barely keep a trace of spark. At this time, only silence is left for the two of them.

"I will go all out in today's battle."

Nangong Chen turned around and remained silent for a moment. Then he raised his head and met Bai Qinghua's eyes. He was the first to summon his spirit sword.

In the Tower of Babel, what Nangong Chen used was not the Xuanyuan Sword, but his previous contracted sword - Hongmeng. The sword was unsheathed with purple clouds, which complemented the purple-gold robe that Nangong Chen was wearing. Nangong Chen's whole aura suddenly changed the moment the sword was unsheathed. His whole body was full of fighting spirit, and became extremely sharp, almost integrated with the Hongmeng Sword.

"Okay, go all out."

Bai Qinghua smiled softly upon seeing this, and spread her hands in front of her. The Fuxi Qin appeared in her hands, and her water-green fingers gently stroked the strings, and pleasant sounds of the Qin flowed out from the strings.

Her eyes were also full of fighting spirit. She had been looking forward to a battle with Nangong Chen for a long time. It must be said that the spirit of the Tower of Babel was very much to her liking.

The two men used all their skills in this battle, but what surprised Bai Qinghua was that Nangong Chen not only practiced sword and magic, but also the way of talismans. He could draw talismans and arrange formations almost at will, which showed that he had a high talent in the way of talismans. The power of sword and magic was integrated, and was comparable to that of a strong man in the supreme realm. If he was holding the Xuanyuan Sword at this time, I am afraid that even an ordinary supreme Taoist would not be able to get away with it. No wonder he was able to break through the forbidden formation set up by the Wuji Taoist and appear in the Tongtian Secret Realm.

Nangong Chen was also surprised. He knew that Bai Qinghua was very strong and her cultivation was advancing rapidly, but he didn't expect that she could be on par with him. And the seven-stringed harp in her hand, the sound waves were like a knife, and the devilish sound was lingering in the ears. Even if the hearing was blocked, the sound waves could reach the sea of ​​consciousness and point the sword at the soul. No one had ever heard of such a skill among human cultivators, and the monsters and demons didn't seem to have it either. The ancient gods were said to have sound skills, but the inheritance has been lost now. So, did Qinghua inherit the sound skills of the ancient true gods? If the gods knew about this, Bai Qinghua would never have peace. Even the current Xingyao Palace Ye could not protect her.

Nangong Chen was thinking that he must remind Bai Qinghua not to use sound skills outside after the competition was over, and he was distracted for a moment, then he felt a chill on his neck, and the extreme sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. His body reflexively leaned to the side, and at the same time, he exploded backwards. The golden mask on his face was hit by the sound wave, and it turned into fragments and fell off, revealing Nangong Chen's resolute face that was carefully carved by God. Nangong Chen panicked and took a wrong step, and stepped into the formation that Bai Qinghua had already set up. He felt the spiritual power in his body being continuously extracted by the formation, and then converted by the formation into the purest spiritual power, which was absorbed by Bai Qinghua. Nangong Chen's expression was stiff for a moment, but as his mind turned, he did not resist. He just stood in the formation, allowing the spiritual power in his body to be continuously lost.

The two had been fighting for an unknown amount of time. As they were evenly matched, they did not dare to be distracted and did not even have time to take spiritual elixirs. After fighting for so long, their spiritual power was somewhat depleted. Although the two had restrained their attacks, they were inevitably injured. That was why Bai Qinghua's face was very pale at this time. With the spiritual power absorbed from Nangong Chen, Bai Qinghua's face became much rosier, and the exhausted meridians in her body were nourished, allowing her body to recover instantly.

Normally, this absorption would only take a few breaths, and Nangong Chen would definitely break free, and then he would fall into the second killing formation she set up. Of course, Bai Qinghua was not naive enough to think that she could defeat Nangong Chen by relying on the formation. She was just buying herself time, a time to accumulate strength, and win the victory with one move. But at this moment, feeling the pure spiritual power continuously entering her body, this was obviously not right, it was taking too long. Bai Qinghua looked up in surprise, and saw Nangong Chen standing motionless in the formation. After the spiritual power in his dantian was absorbed, the formation had begun to absorb the strength of Nangong Chen's body, and even the blood flowing from his body was absorbed by Bai Qinghua for energy under the effect of the formation. Because of the rapid loss of spiritual power, his whole body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Qinghua was startled and quickly made hand gestures with his left hand, striking the formation. The Spirit Absorbing Formation that was in operation was suddenly interrupted. The formation made a series of crisp sounds, and finally the entire formation fell apart.

"Nangong Chen, are you crazy? We are fighting!"

At this moment, Bai Qinghua was really furious. If she was slower, Nangong Chen would be sucked into a mummy. Not to mention that he could resist at the last moment, it was impossible. The spiritual power in his whole body was dried up. How could he resist? He was simply seeking death!

"I lost."