Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

After placing the Babel Tower, Han Lian expanded all the futons and reinforced a layer of pattern around them, and the work was done.

The activation of Han Lian's spiritual sense made the towering tower of the Babel Tower a little fatter.

He stuck out half of his head from the Tongtian Tower, and while the aura was flowing, a light blue aura butterfly floated out of the tower and landed on the tip of Han Lian's hair.

After setting these up, Han Lian looked around, chuckled lightly, and said:

"The operation of this pagoda requires the power of spiritual thoughts. Only when one has reached the realm of the golden body, can spiritual thoughts be able to leave the body and use this pagoda.

Although in mid-air, the golden cultivator flew over the eaves and walked onto the futon, so there was no problem.

As for the other cultivators, when they are in the sky, they should also be optimistic about what is in front of them, not to have a conflict in mid-air.

Still that sentence, Dongling Mansion forbids fighting, if you really want to do it, then go outside Dongling Mansion. "

"However, some things require three chapters of the law. After all, there are only sixteen futons in this tower, and at most sixteen people can use it at a time.

Therefore, if you use this tower all the time, it seems that some seniors think that they will not leave for twelve hours a day, who would dare to come up and make a noise?

The rules have to be set, and it is better for Han to be the villain.

It is not known how many people will use this Tongtian Tower. At most, one person can only use it for one hour a day. Do you have any objections? "

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

When Han Lian said that "the story is over" and walked towards the backstage of the stand, the space fluctuated slightly, and the figure of the sword-eating ancestor had already appeared on a futon, and he sat up straight.

He was self-taught without a teacher, and in the blink of an eye, his spiritual thoughts were linked, and he entered the tower.

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

"Hundred-story Tongtian Pagoda, why haven't I heard of this strange treasure, it knows Huang Tian and Cangtian, is it possible that they are characters from hundreds of thousands of years ago?

It's really a bit funny, that existence, let alone spiritual thoughts, thinks that the will is rotten? "

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

He didn't take it seriously when he was prompted to 'name' it, raised his finger to the sky and wrote the word 'eat sword'.

It entered the ordinary Tongtian Tower, and the layers of clouds and water flowed, and in a blink of an eye, it was opened to the 90th floor.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly chose to enter the next level.

In an instant, the sky and the earth roared, the void cracked, and he tried his best to resist the shot. Between his mouth, the sword energy swayed, and after a hard fight, he was finally beheaded and shattered.

When he came back to his senses, his eyes brightened.

Shattered Void, it really is the power of Shattered Void!

If you let those old guys know, I'm afraid they will all go crazy.

He laughed loudly, and immediately stepped back into the Tongtian Tower. This time, instead of choosing Tianjiao, he chose enchanting.

Since the fortieth floor, his expression has begun to become strange.

Twin astrological signs?

This kind of existence, I am afraid that it is difficult to find one in a thousand or two thousand years, right?

I just don't know what the reaction will be when the guy comes and enters the Tongtian Tower.

When he reached the fiftieth floor, his expression was somewhat suspicious.

Sansheng Tianxiang?

Can a cultivator really be able to live three lives?

I haven't seen it in Luo Yujie, this is fake!

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

You tell me, this is a peak cultivator?

Tell Lao Tzu that he is the peak of the Purple Mansion, and Lao Tzu will believe it!

At this point, he didn't want to go any further.

But after thinking about it, and looking at his name of 'Eating Sword', he continued to fight back.

Finally, when he reached the 80th floor and was nailed to death by the figure picking up a petal, he withdrew with a gloomy expression.

'Evil, is this the so-called 'evil'?

Now I finally have some understanding, why those dying old guys have such expressions when they mention 'Xuantian Daoren'. ’

Yes, he has lived for more than a thousand years now, and he has heard about the evil spirits.

And the person who is called evildoer by the monks all over the world is the Taoist of Tianxuan three thousand years ago.

This person was cultivated as a Jedi and Heavenly Pass, and some people even compared him to a character like Martial Ancestor back then.

Although he was born a little late and had never seen it before, when he remembered that Chunyang Jianzu kept a kendo will to sit on the ground of the sword mound and went straight to the Two Realms Mountain, it is difficult for him to forget until now.

That's all, don't think about it. Under the current situation, it would be strange if such a person really exists. . . .

The thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

evildoer....

Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway, because it's useless, let me see, what kind of strength is my Shattering Void Realm.

His thoughts flashed past, and his spiritual thoughts penetrated into the Tongtian Tower again.

After choosing the transformation realm, he felt that his spiritual sense was consumed by 10% at a time, which made him frown slightly.

The spiritual thought of the transformation realm consumes a lot.

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

Above the void, the figure of the 'Sword-Holding Ancestor' stood on the void.

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

In an instant, millions of sword qi swayed like a torrent, and between the flows, they went straight to the sky and the sky.

Above the entire sky, a hole was directly stabbed by this qi machine.

The clouds in the sky and the earth dissipated, and the two world mountains trembled. In the vagueness, it seemed that Huang Tian's will had been collapsed.

There is only one move in his transformation.

After this blow, the spirit of the sword-eating ancestor retreated from the Tongtian Tower.

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

I still haven't eaten enough. If I can taste the will of the evildoer in the pure Yang realm... it's a pity that I took a bite in the Tongtian Tower.

Suck.

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

...

The 16 futons in the Babel Tower are now full of people.

The first batch of people who can set foot on the futon are all powerful and high-ranking figures who can move the space.

They appeared too fast, so fast that the listeners below the stands reacted.

When he came back to his senses, he could only shout in his heart, "No martial arts." There was no other way.

The goals of these monks are very clear.

After 'taste' the hundred-level level, they all chose to deduce the realm of transformation.

The Tongtian Pagoda used their method, realm and spiritual sense, and in a blink of an eye, one of the moves was naturally shocking.

Most of the monks who have reached this level are vaguely aware of the way forward, but they are not very sure.

When they see their moves to the next big realm, they can more or less be inspired and learn from them. It can be regarded as their future experience to fill their current deficiencies.

For a time, all the powerful people got off the futon with satisfaction and went back to realize it.

But after a batch of high-level monks left, a group of Tianjiao monks gathered around again.

Originally, the cultivator below was still here to watch the fun, but suddenly found that he had no part of himself for a short time, and left after a while.

As for Kunling, the main owner of the Tongtian Tower, he had already sneaked out of the Tongtian Tower and came to the plaque of the Tongtian Pavilion.

After all, this Tongtian Pavilion plaque is the first spiritual tool 'friend' it has seen.

On top of its head, I don't know when a small and compact stone tablet was placed on it, which was the artifact spirit of the Tongtian tablet.

And Kun Ling's current figure is slightly rounder than what Han Lian saw when he left.