In the Tongtian Tower, Fang Chen has been here for a year, and his strength is still at the advanced level of the prehistoric level, because he found that apart from killing monsters and gaining 10,000 points for promotion, there is no ordinary practice here. The use of.
"Master, I think it should be the same for cultivators who enter the Babel Tower. Master, if you want to improve your strength faster than others, in addition to killing monsters, you have to look for heavenly materials and earthly treasures," Ming said in his mind. He said calmly that he roughly understood the Tower of Babel. The energy inside was simply the power of pure laws, and cultivators would naturally not be able to make progress in their cultivation.
Fang Chen nodded helplessly. He also knew that he had only stayed here for a year and had killed less than a hundred monsters in total. It wasn't that he couldn't kill them, but that he had to find a monster. , it’s really too difficult.
"Master, you might as well spend your points to ask," Ming suddenly said.
Fang Chen was stunned, and then cursed himself secretly. This Tower of Babel was undoubtedly the same as when he first came in. After all, the managers were the same person, and the rules should be the same. If you want to know the dense distribution of monsters, you definitely need to Spend points.
At that moment, he quickly asked in his mind: "I need a map of the Tower of Babel and the distribution area of the monsters."
Soon, a voice sounded in Fang Chen's mind: "It will cost seventy points." Before Fang Chen had time to say, there were only thirty points left of the original one hundred points, and there were so many points on his wrist. I bought a watch with many red, blue and green dots densely marked on it.
"What do these points represent," Fang Chen asked speechlessly.
"Thirty points," as soon as Fang Chen finished his voice, he already had no points.
Fang Chen couldn't help but uttered a curse word, "As long as you ask about feelings, your points will be automatically deducted."
"The red ones represent cultivators, the blue ones represent monsters, the green ones represent heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the depth of the color represents the level of danger," Fang Chen's eyes flashed with excitement. This map is simply a must-have for killing monsters. Ah, I don’t know if the builder of the Tower of Babel has ever played online games, otherwise the rules he set are exactly the same as the games, but more exciting.
"Master, please don't lament. First of all, if you can get such a map, others can also get it. And I think there should be many hidden rules in these rules. You need to explore them by yourself. If you want to attack them one by one, "Killing monsters, I can only say that it is too slow," Ming reminded, the monsters here are very strong, even Fang Chen needs to use his trump card to kill them, so if he goes step by step, then he will have to kill them. Killing 10,000 beasts would take at least ten years, and that's assuming you encounter a lot of monsters.
Fang Chen nodded and was about to follow the map in his watch to the nearest place with dense blue dots. When he killed the monster, he was suddenly involved in a wave of energy and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In situ.
"Fuck, what's going on?" The person who said this was not Fang Chen, but a powerful person at the level of venerable beside him. Fang Chen also found that a lot of cultivators had gathered around him at this time. Most of the cultivators are at the prehistoric level, and there are only a dozen or so at the venerable level.
Fang Chen suppressed the panic in his heart, and he began to look at the surrounding environment. This was a relatively closed cave. There were three passages on the walls of the cave, but the words "life and death" were marked on them, and he looked at the place where he was. The location is clearly a dark green area.
"Dark green," Fang Chen murmured, but his face couldn't help but darken. Although green represents the treasures here, the depth of the color represents the degree of danger, and now they are clearly in danger of jealousy. place.
"It's over, we're done," one of the cultivators also discovered this problem. Dark green is second only to dark green in color. The danger level here can simply obliterate everything.
During the discussion among the cultivators, a light flashed from time to time in the cave, and then a cultivator entered. The light finally disappeared when the cave was almost unable to accommodate the cultivator.
Fang Chen took a quick glance and saw that there were more than a thousand people in total, including sixty at the Venerable level alone, but there were no cultivators at the Imperial level.
"What on earth is this going to do?" a venerable asked in confusion. Unfortunately, no one could answer him. With a sullen face, he pointed at one of the primary cultivators of the Great Desolate Level and said, "You, go into that passage now. Take a look and see what's inside,"
The face of the cultivator who was pointed at changed, but after careful consideration, he still walked to the passage on the cave wall. The cultivators who came in here were all looking at the first explorer. For a moment, the originally messy cave suddenly became silent. Come down.
This cultivator at the beginning of the prehistoric level slowly climbed up the cave wall. Although he could feel a sense of danger from the passage, he knew better that if he didn't go, he would be dead by now.
Slowly stepping into the passage, the cultivator saw that nothing was wrong with him, and a smile appeared on his face. He turned around and was about to say to the cultivator below that it was safe here when suddenly someone came from the passage. A gust of wind surged out, and then the cultivator's body and soul were crushed to pieces by the strong wind.
Seeing this scene, all the cultivators' expressions changed.
However, at this time, another ray of light flashed through, and a cultivator suddenly appeared in the cave.
"The number of people meets the opening conditions, and the life and death realm is officially opened. The rules are as follows. There are a total of three passages around you. You will have three choices. One is to kill a hundred cultivators, and then automatically enter the life realm, obtain the final treasure, and leave. The second option is to directly enter the Door of Death. Let me remind you, there will be a whirlwind of death every twenty minutes in the Door of Death. No matter what your cultivation level is, as long as you are caught by this whirlwind, your soul will be strangled. Broken, the third type is the door of life and death. This passage is uncertain of life and death. It depends entirely on your own luck. Maybe you will find a lot of treasures inside, maybe you will encounter a group of monsters in the emperor realm. In addition, in this cave , if there are still cultivators within a month, then I will randomly kill half of them, please choose as soon as possible." The majestic voice suddenly sounded in the cave, and upon hearing this, all the cultivators' faces became complicated and alert. stand up.
Fang Chen also looked at the cultivators around him warily. At this time, someone might suddenly attack. After all, if you kill a hundred cultivators, you can directly enter the Shengmen.
"Haha, interesting," one of the powerful venerables suddenly laughed, then he glanced at the cultivators around him and said calmly: "I will launch a large-scale attack now. If I can survive with my strength, then I won’t kill you again,” after saying that, before the cultivators around him could react, a violent force of world power immediately poured out of him.
Puff.
Immediately, the bodies of at least hundreds of cultivators around him were exploded by this world force, and for a while, the blood dyed the entire cave red.
Fang Chen's face was extremely ugly. If he hadn't opened Yincan's defense early, he might have ended up like other dead cultivators.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants," the attacking venerable looked disdainfully at the hundreds of dead bodies. He looked at the living door, and then entered without saying anything.
"This guy," another venerable curled his lips, with a look on his face. This guy killed more than two hundred people at once. If some of the venerables hadn't resisted some of the attacks in an emergency, they would have died. There are far more people than these. After all, they also have to kill a hundred cultivators. If this guy kills them all, wouldn't it be a tragedy for them?
One of the sages shook his head, "Don't worry, I won't be like him." As soon as he finished speaking, a weak attack immediately killed a hundred cultivators around him. After doing all this, he smiled He looked at the other Venerables and said calmly: "You'd better hurry up, this is not a fun place."
The other venerables also smiled faintly. There were quite a few cultivators at the prehistoric level here, enough for each of them to kill a hundred.
However, other Primordial level cultivators would not sit back and die, and some of them immediately united to form a battle group to fight against the Venerable level powerhouse.
"Hmph, it's ridiculous that you, a group of ants, want to unite." No matter how many cultivators there are at the prehistoric level, for the venerable level, it is just a waste of a little realm power.
Fang Chen gritted his teeth. He knew that if he stayed here, he would probably end up like these lost cultivators. At that moment, he took a deep breath and went directly to the door of death. A strong wind for twenty minutes, as long as he The speed is fast enough, it should be in time.
"Master, you have to think twice. You don't know how long this passage is," Ming quickly stopped. The death whirlwind is clearly the law of death, and it is still full of destruction. Even a half-saint strong has to survive this kind of destruction. He fell under the force of his strength, so he didn't want Fang Chen to take such a risk.
Fang Chen said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I made my own decision." When the strong wind just passed, he dived in without hesitation.
Seeing Fang Chen's choice, other cultivators also followed suit. However, there were still not many people who had the courage to enter the door of death like Fang Chen. Most of them chose the door of life and death and wanted to rely on their own luck.
The Venerable who stayed in the cave couldn't help but change his expression. If these cultivators were allowed to choose the passage, they would probably have to choose the passage by then.
At this moment, these venerables no longer cared about their face and started killing the cultivators who stayed in the cave.
However, there were not many of them. When they started, they inevitably failed to take care of some areas. In the end, there were only ten venerables left, which was not enough to kill a hundred. At this time, there were less than five cultivators in the cave. Ten already.
"Fuck, those guys are so damn smart," one of the venerables, who was covered in blood, yelled. In order to rob people, fights naturally broke out among the venerables, and he was the unlucky one who didn't join forces.
Glancing at the remaining cultivators, the venerable man snorted coldly: "A bunch of trash, you don't even have the courage to choose. What's the point of living for you? Just go to hell." While speaking, he waved his hand and said powerfully. The power of the world turned all these cultivators into powder, but unfortunately he was only three short of completing the hundred.
"In the realm of life and death, haha, the door of death may be the door of life," murmured, and the venerable man walked into the door of death without hesitation.