Not long after Hongyan broke through, it was extremely difficult to face such pressure. Fortunately, Ye Cheng's immortality energy was so mysterious that after being introduced into the body, some of the mental pressure was finally relieved.
After carefully exploring the surroundings, he said: "What exactly is this place? Why does it give me an inexplicable sense of fear? There seems to be something dangerous here!"
Ye Cheng nodded slightly, frowned, turned to look at the wooden shelf next to him, took out a book from it with one hand, and looked at it in the weak light, feeling stunned for a while.
Hongyan in his arms looked up and said in confusion: "Why does the Muzhu Gang sound like the name of our gang in China?"
Ye Cheng nodded slightly while thinking. The name really sounded like a gang in Middle-earth. His body was shaken violently. In the astonished eyes of Hongyan, he reached out to get the basic book again and stared blankly at the things in his hands.
"Black Tiger Gang"
"Big Sword Club"
"Changting Gate"
??????The books all contained the names of gangs in Middle-earth. Thinking of what the head of the Baji Sect had said to him, Ye Cheng gasped and looked up at the dark wooden shelves around him, and finally understood.
What is this place?
Hongyan said softly: "What's going on?"
Ye Cheng sighed: "Have you ever heard of the great chaos decades ago? Beyond the Great Wall, in the Western Regions, and the Tubo invasion of China, almost all gangs and sects were swept away!"
Hongyan nodded in confusion and said: "I have heard a little bit, but that period of history is not very clear. It is said that many small sects were destroyed, and even some large sects were implicated, and countless classics and magic weapons were lost.
The darkest of times!”
Ye Cheng nodded and said: "This is most likely where the Turks store stolen items. These secret books are from those sects that were destroyed. We seem to be in the right place!"
Looking at the dark wooden shelves around him in shock, Ye Cheng didn't know how much damage the Middle-earth martial arts community had suffered back then, but from here, he could almost imagine the pain at that time. There are things here. I don't know how many gangs have to be wiped out before the sect can do it.
After searching, the martial arts world in China was plunged into a bloody storm.
Ye Cheng put the books in his hands back to their original places. These were the lowest level secrets, things that could be used by ordinary third-rate masters. He stepped lightly and climbed up. Only then did he notice that every ten feet was a layer. Think about it.
It should be arranged according to levels. The higher you go, the more precious the things stored are.
As it continued to rise, Ye Cheng immediately felt movement in half of the jade pendant in his arms. When he took it out, he saw that it was emitting a hazy brilliance, like fireflies in this dark environment.
He gently stretched out his hand and put it on a wooden shelf, searched around, and immediately saw something that also exuded hazy brilliance on the shelf behind him. He felt happy, knowing that it must be the other half of the token, and immediately emptied it out.
Go, but on the way, I glanced at a person sitting on a stone pillar, with his eyes closed tightly. From the breath, he could tell that he was a top-notch expert, and he had not even stepped through the innate gate.
The moment he passed by, the man's eyelids twitched and he seemed to be aware of something. Ye Cheng sighed secretly. He didn't expect that this man was so sensitive that he could sense some situations, so he couldn't keep him.
The spiral energy rotated along the fingertips and gently touched the man's eyebrows. The latter trembled slightly and immediately became quiet, no longer alive.
Carefully putting the other half of Bajimen's token into his bag, Ye Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he remember that he was still holding Hongyan in his arms, and immediately looked at her. Unexpectedly, Hongyan didn't care at all and was tilting her head.
He couldn't help but look around, and after a moment he seemed to sense Ye Cheng's gaze. He raised his head and said, "The person just now should be in charge of this level. The top level is only high-level martial arts!"
Ye Cheng nodded one after another, covering up his small movements, then raised his head to look at the top, and whispered: "Are you interested in going up there to have a look? Maybe there is something else to gain!"
Hongyan hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Is this okay? The top few people give me a terrible feeling. They may be beyond our control. If they take action, it will be troublesome. I am not sure!"
Ye Cheng smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? If you be careful, you won't wake them up. Have you noticed? These people seem to be in seclusion. Normal actions shouldn't wake them up. Even if they wake up, they can't be beaten or run away."
What!"
Although Hongyan was still a little worried, seeing Ye Cheng's confident look, she finally agreed. Before she could speak, Ye Cheng had already hugged her and jumped up.
After each level, Ye Cheng directly attacked and killed the people sitting on the stone pillars. These people all had one thing in common, that is, they were young, in their early twenties, and extremely talented. Two of them were
They all opened their eyes and almost made them make a sound, but in the end they still couldn't speak. It was considered a near miss.
After skimming to a height of seventy feet, Ye Cheng glanced at the bottom of the bottomless tower and whispered: "It's almost there. You might alert those guys when you go up. Let's just search here. Anyway, it's all there."
It’s our Middle-earth stuff, just take it back and take it back!”
On this level, almost all of them are high-quality martial arts, with more than twenty books, and there are also various weapons and armors. However, they also know that weapons can easily make noise, so they immediately search for secret books.
Ye Cheng looked up at the top of his head. The higher he went, the less things were stored and how precious they were. After looking around, his eyes fell on an iron spear. The dark spear body was thick enough for a man's wrist, giving people a sense of wonder.
There was an extremely primitive and heavy feeling, and a bright red light loomed on the tip of the spear.
The spear contained in the wooden box was more than ten feet away from an old man wearing a gold silk pattern. Ye Cheng knew at a glance that the iron spear was not ordinary. It seemed that its edge was sealed because of the box.
"Pack it up, let's leave quickly!" Hongyan carefully tapped Ye Cheng's chest and whispered in her ear.
Ye Cheng looked at the iron spear and chuckled: "Wait until I get that iron spear!"
Putting the beauty on the stone pillar beside him, Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it gently on the wooden shelf beside him, and then stood up high. The breath in his whole body was completely sealed without any leakage. Being able to do this is to gain immortality.
The changes that occur after the death are completely isolated from the outside world. The true energy in the body rotates rapidly and is self-sufficient, forming a small world of its own.
In an instant, he approached the wooden box. Ye Cheng carefully looked at the old man who was about ten feet away. The latter's eyebrows suddenly moved and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.
Ye Cheng secretly screamed in his heart, he didn't expect this old man to be so powerful. After entering the hall, he had been wary of the two top masters, but he didn't expect that under the cover of the auras of those two people, there was still such a person hidden.
A powerful master, the moment he looked over just now, he must have alarmed this person. This kind of feeling can only be experienced by masters of the same realm, because this person's strength is not inferior to him.
Still twenty feet away from the two terrifying masters above him, Ye Cheng glanced at the dozens of weapons placed there, and could feel the power contained in them from the aura, all of which were at the level of the Wushuang Sword.
Yes, it's a pity that no matter how bold he is, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous.
And at this time, the old man sitting ten feet away was already alarmed. The other party was about to discover him, which would alarm the two people above him. Even if he was arrogant, he would not dare to deal with such a master at the same time, and there were three of them.
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Without saying a word, Ye Cheng closed the wooden box at hand and put it away directly. His breath sank in his dantian, and his body quickly fell downwards. He no longer concealed the sound of breaking the air, took Hongyan into his arms, and moved faster
Falling speed.
At this time, the old man sitting on the stone pillar had opened his eyes, and a hurricane was set off within ten feet of him. He lowered his eyelids and looked down, murmuring: "The juniors nowadays are really ignorant. How can I enter the Tower of Babel?"
It’s so noisy and there are no rules at all!”
He immediately withdrew his gaze, and when he looked straight, he glared fiercely, frowning and said: "You are still quite strong, and if you can reach my level, you can be regarded as a talent, but this 'Wu Sheng' is not something you can use.
Junior, send me the weapons back!"
Gently press it towards the body, and a brilliance flashes on the five-foot-square stone pillar, as if some secret method has been removed, and in an instant, the entire stone pillar becomes bright, and huge luminous pearls emerge from the stone pillar.
It rolled out of the groove, illuminating the entire Tower of Babel as bright as day.
When Ye Cheng heard the sound above his head, he naturally didn't stop obediently. Knowing that the old man had woken up, he spared no effort to activate his energy and fell at an extremely fast speed. At this time, he could already see the door to the tower.
The distance is less than twenty feet.
The guards at the entrance to the Babel Tower had already returned to their original positions. When they discovered the light inside the Babel Tower, their hearts trembled. They immediately knew something was going on. They immediately took their spears and swords into their hands and rushed into the tower. They saw the people falling quickly above their heads.
In Yecheng, a man who looked like a leader said angrily: "Who dares to come here and act wild? Ring the bell to warn!"
A person near the door immediately rushed out of the door. Before Ye Cheng landed, he heard a rapid ringing of bells and knew that his whereabouts had been exposed and he had to escape from this place as soon as possible.
At this time, Ye Cheng had fallen less than ten feet away from the Turkic guards. He immediately pushed the beauty in his arms gently. The latter received this help and transformed into a black light, which had descended on the heads of the hundreds of guards. The Wushuang Sword was in time.
After taking out its sheath, it was like a meteor falling from the sky, wrapped in countless sword energy, and directly blasted into the crowd, using the Holy Spirit Sword Technique without hesitation.
Such a huge sword move, under the turmoil of wind, thunder and clouds, the sword energy full of death filled the Babel Tower. Even a third-rate master would be able to feel the power of this sword technique, and the terrifying beings on the top floor were immediately alarmed.
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The two extremely burly men on the top slowly opened their eyes, and the violent aura was raging. Everyone could feel an inexplicable pressure coming from the top of their heads. The guards could hardly help but drop their weapons and kneel down.
Because of his admiration, even Ye Cheng had to restrain his mind to avoid being left with mental traces.
