Either choose to leave now or fight with the ten Lords?
Lin Ming's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously touched the Sumeru Ring with his right hand.
In the public view of the third level, no one would dare to do anything to Lin Ming, but if it were the fourth level, the warriors on the third level might not know about it.
"Don't be nervous. The battle I'm talking about is a battle in a fighting arena. Unless I'm forced to a certain level, I won't use any means that break the rules."
The man in black robe said slowly. The implication was that if Lin Ming insisted on staying in Babel Tower and entering the path of emperor, he would not hesitate to break the rules and the reputation of Babel Tower and kill Lin Ming.
A battle in the martial arts arena...
Lin Ming was slightly silent. He was not confident enough to think that the Pole Star Babel Tower was invincible. Not to mention the possibility of a wheel battle, with the man in black robe in front of him, he was not sure of victory.
The man in black robe stared at Lin Ming intently, his star-like eyes seeming to see through Lin Ming, "Lin Ming, if I'm not mistaken, the energy field emanating from your body is similar to a weapon in the realm of demons.
meaning!"
Lin Ming was shocked. This old fox had such good eyesight that he could see through it at a glance.
The man in black robe didn't know about the Shura force field that could only be obtained after passing through the King's Cage, but he had seen the God of Killing force field, which was the force field owned by the Twelve-Winged Demon. There were similarities between the two, so he saw through it.
.
Lin Ming pondered slightly and admitted frankly: "Not bad!"
The corners of the black-robed man's mouth turned up, "Although I have not obtained the Heavenly Demon's Martial Intent, I do know a lot about the Heavenly Demon's Martial Intention. I don't know how you obtained this kind of force field, but I do know that it is the key to your entering the Tower of Babel."
It was acquired later, and it is similar to the Demonic Martial Intent. The more martial intent a warrior obtains, the more powerful he is, especially after being able to fuse them... The martial intent you obtained is similar to the Demonic Martial Intention. I don’t believe it.
You don’t want to get the Demonic Martial Intent anymore, so merge the two into one!”
"And to obtain the Heavenly Demon's Martial Intent, you can only become a Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon. This is absolutely not allowed, so don't try to enter the path of the Emperor!"
The man in black robe blocked Lin Ming with one word, leaving no room for him.
Now he can still deal with Lin Ming. If Lin Ming enters the path of the emperor, he will no longer have the slightest confidence to deal with Lin Ming. When the time comes, no one in the Pole Star Babel Tower can be Lin Ming's opponent. Who can stop him from becoming the Tenth Emperor?
Two-winged Demon!
"Lin Ming, your killing of Darkness is a life-and-death fight that both parties are willing to do. It complies with the rules of the Babel Tower. We will not hold you accountable, but...if you don't leave the Babel Tower today, we will never hold back!"
As the man in black robe spoke, he suddenly took a step forward, and the aura from his body burst out, like blood-red flames, surrounding his body and burning blazingly.
The man in black robe is the Lord of Blood Flame. His nickname comes from the skills he practices and the blood flame surrounding his body.
After Lin Ming killed the Blood Man on the second floor of the Babel Tower, he saw the Blood Flame Lord on the jade slip left by the Blood Man. Even though the Blood Man was a cruel and arrogant person, he was extremely respectful every time he mentioned the Blood Flame Lord.
, that is a kind of respect from the bottom of my heart, even with fear!
Now it seems that the Blood Flame Lord is the most powerful among the twelve Lords, so it is not surprising that the Blood Barbarian is afraid of him.
The atmosphere in the entire hall became solemn and tense.
Lin Ming caressed the Sumeru Ring gently, and the true energy was flowing all over his body. He could not enter the path of the emperor, nor could he become a twelve-winged demon. The demon's martial spirit was lacking, so there was no need to talk about fusion.
"If you are willing to leave Babel Tower, I can give you some compensation privately."
Lord Blood Flame took a step back. He was also very afraid of people like Lin Ming. If he could not kill Lin Ming, he would offend Lin Ming. In the future, he would be killed by a pervert who might become the strongest person in the Holy Demon Continent.
Thinking about it, this is something that would make anyone restless.
Lin Ming frowned slightly. Naturally, he was unwilling to accept this condition.
At this moment, a fire light lit up in the hall, which was particularly dazzling in the dark environment.
That was a transmission note.
Lord Blood Flame was obviously startled after receiving the transmission talisman, and immediately looked up and down Lin Ming with puzzled eyes.
"Lin Ming, the President has promised you to enter the path of the Emperor, but you need to agree to one condition."
"General Master?" Lin Ming was slightly surprised. Who is the General Master? Is he the Chief Master of the Pole Star Babel Tower? Or is he the Chief Master of the Twelve Babel Towers?
Lord Blood Flame said: "The Chief Lord is the Tower Master of our Ji Xing Bong Tian Tower. He is also one of the twelve Lords. A few hours ago, he was already rushing back to Ji Xing Bong Tian Tower. It will take another time to burn incense.
, it’s time to arrive.”
So it turned out that Lin Ming had long noticed that there were only ten Lords present. Counting the dead Dark Lord, there was still one Lord missing. It turned out that the one missing was the Tower Master of Babel Tower.
Thinking of this, Lin Ming was secretly on guard. The Blood Flame Lord was already so powerful, so how powerful would the Lord of the Pole Star Babel Tower be?
In front of this kind of person...
Lin Ming felt a chill in his heart and asked, "What conditions do you want me to agree to?"
"I'm not sure about this. I need you to interview the Chief Lord." Lord Blood Flame said expressionlessly.
Lin Ming frowned even more tightly. Lord Blood Flame just sat in his position without saying a word.
The atmosphere fell into complete silence.
With only half a stick of incense, another transmission note was lit in the main hall.
Lord Blood Flame stood up and said: "Follow me, the Lord Chief wants to see you."
Mr. Zong...
Lin Ming was silent, feeling uneasy in his heart. This uneasiness came from his lack of strength.
He had previously talked with Dagu about the Babel Tower and the Eternal Demonic Pit, and Dagu did not know that there was another tower owner in the Pole Star Babel Tower.
Dagu once said that the Conferred Gods were already comparable to ordinary Lords. This sentence made Lin Ming subconsciously think that the strength of the Twelve Lords was not out of reach.
After he broke out of the King's Cage and broke through the Eight Gates of Dunjia in one fell swoop, Lin Ming had great confidence in his own strength, so he fought against Yan Chi, Kaiyang, Maha, and even killed the Dark Lord.
In the Pole Star Babel Tower, strength is everything. Lin Ming's killing of the Dark Lord in one fell swoop was a great deterrent. Under such circumstances, Lin Ming originally thought that with his own strength, he would not be able to defeat some Lords in the Pole Star Babel Tower.
Lord, but you can also escape intact and come and go freely.
However, what he didn't expect was that the strength of the twelve Lords of Babel Tower was very different from each other. Some were as weak as the Conferred Gods, while the others were ridiculously strong.
The cultivation level of the Lord of Darkness is equivalent to that of a human being in the middle stage of the Revolving Pill, and his strength is second to that of Life Fall. However, the cultivation level of the Chief Lord, headed by these twelve Lords, is probably close to Life Fall, and his strength is definitely above the stable first level of Life Fall.
Facing such a person, Lin Ming really couldn't stay calm.
"What? You don't want to enter the path of the emperor?" A playful smile appeared on the corner of Lord Blood Flame's mouth. "Master, the Lord was originally practicing in seclusion in the Blood Evil Temple. For you, he rushed back to the Pole Star Babel Tower. You
Don’t you dare to see me?”
Lord Blood Flame deliberately provoked Lin Ming.
Lin Ming didn't care at all about trivial things like provoking generals, but the current situation...
Lin Ming turned his head and looked around. The nine Lords around him also stood up. Although they seemed to be standing casually, if Lin Ming really broke out of the encirclement, these nine Lords could immediately
Start intercepting and killing Lin Ming!
Relying on the ethereal spatial artistic conception, Lin Ming had a certain degree of confidence and rushed out of the hall, but the key was that there was another tower master whose strength was unfathomable and whose location was unknown!
Lin Ming took a deep breath and quickly analyzed various possibilities in his mind.
"Promise me to enter the Path of the Emperor. I need to agree to a condition. What condition will it be?" Lin Ming would not be so naive as to think that the master of the Pole Star Tower would allow him to enter the Path of the Emperor because he appreciates him. So this condition is intriguing.
Yes, is it a soul contract?
What happens if you don’t agree?
The best case is that Lin Ming can leave the Tower of Babel, and the worst case is to do it directly.
Under this situation, Lin Ming felt that his hope of escaping from the fourth floor was a little slim.
So reckless!
Lin Ming had to admit that he underestimated the strength of the Lord of the Twelve Heaven Towers.
He made this wrong judgment firstly because of his conversation with Dagu, and secondly because the Eight Meteor War Emperor had achieved the Twelve-Winged Demon.
There is no doubt that the Eight Meteor War Emperor was weaker than Lin Ming at the beginning, and his talent was not as good as Lin Ming. Logically speaking, the Eight Meteor War Emperor could become a twelve-winged demon, and it should not be difficult for Lin Ming to do so. However, the development of things has exceeded
captured his imagination.
How did the Eight Meteor War Emperor become the Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon?
Lin Ming could not imagine that in this situation, there would be so many obstacles. When it came to the Eight-Winged Heavenly Demon, those Lords would start to take action. There was even a Tower Master above the Lord. Who could grow into the Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon in this situation?
?
"Lin Ming, what's wrong? You're not leaving?" Lord Blood Flame said with a slightly joking look on his face, "Do you want the Tower Master to come to you?"
Lin Ming touched the Sumeru Ring with one hand and sensed the Zixuan Spear in the Sumeru Ring. He did not have the habit of leaving his fate to others.
If you cannot step into the path of the emperor today, you cannot become a twelve-winged demon.
Then wait until the day when you achieve the Revolving Pill and return to the place of bloodshed. I don’t believe who can stop me at that time!
"Hey, boy, you are very wary." The speaker was another Lord, Lord Shen, who was born in the troll clan. He was also Xingtian's immediate boss at the time.
Lin Ming glanced at Lord Shen Gong, and a cold light flashed in his pupils.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in Lin Ming's mind, "Follow him to see the Tower Master of the Babel Tower."
"Um?"
Lin Ming was shocked, the magic light!
"Your damaged soul restored?"
Lin Ming asked in surprise, the magic light was sleeping in his spiritual sea, and the two of them could communicate directly without the need for true energy transmission.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Ming had been in the Holy Demon Continent for nearly two years. The demon light had been sleeping so much that he almost ignored it.
"Recovered, hehe..." Mo Guangyin laughed twice, his voice sounded a little evil no matter how he sounded, "Speaking of which, the rich blood evil energy of this Babel Tower is just suitable for my saint to recuperate, and this demon tattoo is also a
What a good thing, it will be of great benefit to my soul. Boy, you must achieve the twelve-winged devil tattoo. It is not my style to run away now!"
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