A huge male lion wailed and fell in front of Wang Chen. The flames burning on its body gradually extinguished, and its scarred body collapsed and decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A fiery red lion heart separated from the corpse and slowly floated up.
"The challenge on the fifth floor of Babel Tower was successful!"
A huge and mechanical sound sounded in this space full of flames and lava.
Wang Chen put away the loot.
Such a simple action seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Do you want to challenge the sixth floor of Babel Tower?"
Wang Chen ignored the sound that sounded again, sat down and swallowed a healing pill to start adjusting his breath.
The Tianluo Evil Net on his right arm shone with a faint light, and the pure spiritual power contained in it was continuously injected into his body, filling the depleted Qi Sea Dantian.
Although he won the victory, Wang Chen looked quite miserable at this moment.
He was almost completely naked, and his immortal body, which was made of steel, was clearly covered with long scars.
These wounds were all caused by sharp claws, and bones could be seen in the deepest parts, but because the muscles were locked, no blood spilled out.
Although the immortal body of King Kong is powerful and its self-defense has reached the level of golden elixir, this does not mean that Wang Chen is invincible. When the damage he endures becomes stronger and stronger, his defense will still be broken.
Otherwise, Tianlong Temple would have dominated the world of mountains and seas long ago!
On the first floor of the Ancient Babel Tower, Wang Chen's opponent was a puppet leopard.
He took it easily.
The three-headed puppet leopard on the second floor.
Three levels and nine heads!
After finally getting through it, a new gatekeeper puppet appeared on the fourth floor.
The flaming lion he had just defeated was completely comparable in strength to a top-level Zifu war cultivator, and had special magical abilities. Even the immortal body could not completely withstand the biting power of its minions.
Wang Chen tried his best to win.
Now that he has run out of energy, where can he immediately start the next level of challenge?
In fact, Wang Chen was already seriously considering whether to give up and continue to rush through the levels and towers, and leave with the loot he had already obtained.
According to the rules of the Ancient Tower of Babel, he has one incense recovery or consideration time.
After burning the incense, Wang Chen jumped up from the ground.
"I want to challenge the sixth floor!"
With the help of the power of elixirs and evil-killing nets, as well as the powerful recovery ability of the immortal body, in this short period of time, the scars on his body have basically disappeared, leaving only a few shallow white marks.
My mana has also been restored to a certain extent, so fighting another level is not a problem.
If the Taikoo Taoist Monument is the key to climbing the tower, then the Tianluo Zhuxie Network is undoubtedly the plug-in for Wang Chen to break through.
Without this plug-in, it would be impossible for him to recover his mana in such a short period of time.
The most important thing is that the spiritual power transformation of Zhuxie Net does not have any side effects, which is better than any pill.
It's a three-point poison from elixirs. If you rely on elixirs to replenish your recovery, sooner or later the accumulated erysipelas in your body will become a bomb, and it might explode suddenly at a critical moment!
As soon as Wang Chen finished speaking, the surrounding space experienced drastic changes again.
After knocking down five levels in a row, he was very used to this situation, so he stood there and waited quietly.
The flames dissipated, the magma entered the ground, and with a rumbling sound, peaks rose up around Wang Chen.
A tender green seedling suddenly appeared at his feet, and then spread quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the seedlings grew into big trees, and the dense and lush forests covered the rolling mountains.
The water was gurgling, and a stream was winding by Wang Chen's side.
A hundred steps further along the stream, there lies a huge rock covered with moss.
A branch poked out from the crack in the rock, green buds bloomed on the branch, and suddenly beautiful flowers bloomed.
The flowers bloomed and fell, and three red fruits were produced.
The red fruit grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, becomes brightly colored, and emits an intoxicating fragrance.
The surrounding space suddenly became silent, and everything stopped changing.
It's as if time has frozen at this moment.
Wang Chen's eyes narrowed.
Ni Ling Zhu Guo!
The fruit produced by this small tree growing in the crevices of the rock is exactly what Yin Sulan called the Niling Crimson Fruit!
Wang Chen had never seen Niling Zhuguo before, but this senior sister described it in great detail, and all the characteristics mentioned matched up, so he must be right.
But is this a coincidence or...
Before Wang Chen could think about it carefully, a tall figure appeared in front of the big rock.
The gatekeeper BOSS on the sixth floor of the Ancient Babel Tower is not a puppet beast.
But a monk!
He is nearly nine feet tall, tall and strong, with strong muscles, leopard eyes and a broad nose, and a powerful appearance. He also holds a Xuanhua ax in his hand.
Although there were dozens of steps away, Wang Chen could still feel a strong aura coming towards his face.
But this burly monk gave him a very strange feeling.
It's a bit like evil spirits.
Heroic spirit!
An additional piece of information instantly appeared in Wang Chen's sea of consciousness.
From Taikoo Taoist Monument.
For thousands of years, the secret realm of Biluotian has moved randomly in the world of mountains and seas, appearing again and again, attracting countless monks to enter and explore.
A small number of lucky people got opportunities in the secret realm, but more people fell into it.
The essence, energy, spirit and body of these monks were all integrated into the Biluotian secret realm and became the nourishment of the latter.
A few more powerful souls became heroic spirits.
Then he was captured by the Tower of Babel.
Imprisoned as a tower spirit!
The monk who appeared in front of Wang Chen was one of them.
If Wang Chen wants to successfully break through the level, he must defeat this heroic spirit in the high-level Zifu realm!
However, the battle did not break out immediately, because the power that restrained Wang Chen's actions still existed, making him unable to move.
The burly monk blinked after appearing, his eyes quickly changing from confusion to calmness.
He lowered his head and looked at the ax in his hand, then turned to look at the huge rock behind him.
Finally, he turned his attention to Wang Chen.
"It turns out I'm already dead."
The burly monk suddenly let out a long sigh and murmured to himself: "Time is also fate!"
As he spoke, his expression suddenly turned ferocious, and there was a hint of unspeakable malice in his eyes as he stared at Wang Chen.
"Young boy from the Xihai Sect, do you want the Ni Ling Zhu Guo behind?"
The burly monk chuckled and said, "I died here back then. I died for people and money and birds and for food. It was a worthy death. Are you ready to die?"
He suddenly raised the Xuanhua ax in his hand, and the ax blade shone with a fascinating cold light.
As soon as the burly monk finished speaking, the soil in front of Wang Chen suddenly rose up, and five weapons broke out of the ground.