"Eighth floor, how is this possible? Is the Tower of Babel malfunctioning?"
"How is it possible? If the Tower of Babel had malfunctioned, Holy Master Tianji would have taken action long ago. This shows that Holy Son Xuanhuang is a true evildoer. He can actually break through several floors and reach the highest eighth floor."
"This is too scary. We couldn't even get through the first floor, but he was able to get through to the eighth floor. This means his potential is endless!"
When Jun Wushuang entered the eighth level.
Everyone on the floating platform was dumbfounded and shocked to the point of numbness.
So far, except for Jun Wushuang, the best result is only the third level.
However, Jun Wushuang was so powerful that he left the second-placed Sinless Devil far behind.
How can this not be surprising, how can it not be shocking!
The innocent devil's face was so gloomy that it could drip with water, and his hands were clenched into fists. It was obvious that he was extremely uneasy inside.
Wuliang Jianzi, on the other hand, had a gloomy look on his face.
He had previously thought that if he worked hard, he might be able to catch up to Jun Wushuang.
But now, he found that he couldn't even see his back.
Feng Zhiling and Tu Longgang were horrified to the extreme, neither of them wanted to see this result.
Only Xiao Chenyu and Lin Mengyao had excitement in their beautiful eyes.
Xu Haoran next to Holy Lord Tianji.
At this time, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Master.
He is 80% sure that the person the master mentioned before is Jun Wushuang!
However, Holy Lord Tianji's face remained as usual, showing no signs of joy or anger.
At this time, everyone was looking towards the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel.
I wonder if Jun Wushuang can get through this last level?
Inside the eighth floor of Babel Tower.
The gray space-time has no changes from the other seven layers.
The only difference was the eight copies appearing around Jun Wushuang at this time.
The strength and status of these eight clones are exactly the same as Jun Wushuang.
Eight people stood in different directions, surrounding Jun Wushuang.
After breaking through seven levels in a row, Jun Wushuang's demonic energy was consumed a bit.
At this time, his face was a little pale, and his breath was a little weak and listless.
But his dark and deep eyes were even brighter.
It's like two deep black holes that can swallow everything inside.
"Being able to get here is already my limit."
"If you want to break through this eighth level, you must break your own limits."
Jun Wu held the Shura Demonic Sword in his hands, and he knew very well how he got here all the way.
At the beginning, he still had reservations and did not use various magic weapons.
But starting from the fourth level, he took out the Shura Demon Sword.
Later, he took out the Hell Furnace, the Bone Chain, the Hell Soul Tower and the Space-Time Magic Wheel one after another.
Relying on his own strength and the power of these magic weapons, Jun Wushuang fought his way up.
But once he got here, even if he used his body as Shura, he might not be able to get through.
Because he didn't hold anything back and tried his best, but he could only barely get through the seventh floor.
However, Jun Wushuang did not give up, nor did he shrink from it.
He looked at the eight copies in front of him, wanting to use this to break his own limits and take his strength to a higher level.
"war!"
Jun Wushuang's eyes were firm, he gripped the Shura Demon Sword tightly and struck with all his strength.
The magic armor of life and death appeared on his body, and the hell furnace and other magic weapons were also activated by him, attacking the eight replicas.
At this time, the eight replicas also moved.
Each of them also holds a magic knife in their hands.
Although the Tower of Babel cannot simulate the real Shura Demonic Sword, the demonic swords in their hands are also very good.
And they also simulated magical weapons such as the Hell Furnace.
For a time, various magic weapons collided with each other, turning into a sea of weapons.
Rumble!
The magic weapons collided, the roar shook the sky, and the terrifying waves swept across. If it were outside the Tower of Babel, it would probably level the entire area of a hundred miles and completely destroy it.
If everyone on the floating platform could see this scene, they would definitely be shocked.
This doesn't look like a battle between Martial King Realm warriors at all, it looks more like the nine war gods fighting!
"Incarnate as Shura!"
Jun Wushuang didn't hold back at all, he used the god-level forbidden technique.
Immediately, blood flew into the air, blood eyes were like lightning, and a lifelike murderous blood dragon surrounded him.
He will go all out to break his own limits.
Whoosh!
Almost at the same time that Jun Wushuang performed the god-level forbidden technique, eight copies also simulated similar forbidden techniques.
Although the Tower of Babel cannot simulate a true god-level forbidden technique, it is 80 to 90% similar.
Moreover, the eight clones joined together to pose an even greater threat to Jun Wushuang.
"As the Demon Emperor, I should surpass myself and create greater glory!"
Jun Wushuang's expression was cold and detached, like a demon emperor who had broken all shackles.
He is the reincarnation of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor, but he does not want to limit his achievements to his previous life.
Although he was reincarnated this time to find Empress Qinglian, he also wanted to take this opportunity to rebuild his life, break the limits of his previous life, and become stronger.
"kill!"
Holding the Shura Demon Sword in hand, Jun Wushuang attacked with all his strength, without reservation.
In an instant, the murderous intent was overwhelming, the blood surged, the demonic power was profound, and time and space trembled.
With Jun Wushuang's current strength, after using his body as Shura, he would be comparable to a strong man at the sixth or seventh level of the Supreme Realm.
Moreover, his Death Shura Field can also be used as a realm of the Supreme Realm, which is extremely powerful.
But his methods are available to all clones, and when eight clones are unleashed, they are eight identical attacks.
The stacked attacks brought greater pressure and crisis to Jun Wushuang.
Bang!
Jun Wushuang was one against eight, but he was eventually knocked away, vomiting blood in the air, and suffered heavy injuries.
But he did not fly out of the Tower of Babel, and he could continue to fight.
Tear!
The bloody sword light spread across the world, and Jun Wushuang suddenly had two bloody wounds on his body.
The wound was so deep that even the bones could be seen. Even if Jun Wushuang's demon-devouring body was physically strong, it would be difficult for him to recover quickly.
As the battle continues.
Jun Wushuang's injuries are getting worse and worse, and his overall condition is getting worse and worse.
But the eight copies were still cold and strong, and continued to kill Jun Wushuang.
Gradually, Jun Wushuang's aura became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
But there was no trace of panic on Jun Wushuang's face. Instead, his eyes became brighter and more determined.
He felt that he was only a hair away from the limit.
So he gritted his teeth, tried his best to attack, and fought towards the eight clones.
Boom!
Jun Wushuang was knocked out again, and his condition had hit rock bottom, as if he would die in the next moment.
Whoosh whoosh!
The eight clones showed no emotion or mercy and continued to kill Jun Wushuang.
This time, Jun Wushuang was unable to resist, and he might really be defeated.
But at this moment.
Jun Wushuang felt as if something was broken inside her body.
An unprecedented confidence surged out from the bottom of my heart.