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Chapter 350 No

"Master, you seem to have some misunderstanding about me, right?" Su Haoran felt a little guilty when he asked this question. He knew better than anyone else what he had done to this evil monk's stupid disciple.

The evil monk strode towards Su Haoran, looked up and down and asked: "My disciple..."

"He's fine."

Su Haoran rushed to say: "I extracted the soul memory of Qian Ying and let him watch it. I want him to know the truth. Neither Qian Ying nor Zuo Lu is a good person. Let Brother Sanjie know that killing these two

There's no need for a bastard to feel guilty."

"Nonsense."

The aura of the evil monk became even more terrifying. Even if Su Haoran's combat power was still a hundred times stronger, he still couldn't withstand this oppression.

Although there is no clear ranking of the eight heavenly beings in terms of strength, there is a saying that there are one monk, two paths and five kings.

The five kings refer to super kings such as Wu Zuozun, Xia Zhonglou, and Xia Zhongping. The second dao refers to the Minister of War, Huancheng King Zhang Tianchun, and the director of Shengzhou Military Academy, Desert. One of these two people is the leader of the modern Wudang Sect, and the other is the Kunlun Sect.

The leaders are all Taoist masters. And the only monk is the evil monk Shi Wujie in front of Su Haoran.

Judging from this statement, it seems that this fierce monk is a super powerful being.

When Su Haoran faced this two-meter-tall great monk, he felt like he was facing a huge mountain, giving him a power that had no flaws and could not be shaken no matter how powerful you were.

The evil monk stared unblinkingly into Su Haoran's eyes, pointed at his feet, and said loudly: "I'm not going to hold you accountable for what happened in the past. You tell me first, the holy medicine in the Tongtian Medicine Field on the first floor.

Where have they all gone?”

"It seems to have been stolen by Afaf, the master of the Holy Palace. Your disciple Sanjie can testify." Su Haoran was worthy of being the Immortal Martial Emperor in his previous life. In front of the top sage like the Evil Monk, he could still make up nonsense in a serious manner.

"Yes, Master, I bear witness." Sanjie recovered from his daze and walked to Su Haoran's side innocently.

"Then let me ask you again, where are the God of War armors on these two sacred descendants?" the evil monk asked again.

"Okay, I admit, I took the God of War Armor."

Su Haoran wasn't sure if he saw the evil monk retracting his wristband when he went upstairs just now, so he simply admitted it.

But what surprised Su Haoran was that the evil monk actually smiled, but it was weird.

"Is it ridiculous?"

Su Haoran shrugged his shoulders and said with an expression like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "I am the Kunlun God of War. Isn't the War God's Armor suitable for me to use?"

The evil monk said: "My Buddha is merciful, everything is fate. You are right, this God of War Armor is so suitable for you. Do you know that all the big countries in the world have the title of God of War?"

Su Haoran shook his head.

The evil monk said: "Because all the gods of war are specially trained by the country and will be sent to the reserve force of Star City in the future. However, all countries have selfish motives and do not want to send away the best gods of war. Originally, the senior officials were also considering that in the future,

I’m not sending you up there, but if you take the God of War Armor in advance, it means you have chosen your own path in the future.”

"Hehe, hahaha!"

Su Haoran smiled, smiling wildly in front of the evil monk.

"Why are you laughing?" the evil monk asked.

Su Haoran asked back: "You said you would send me to the Great Wall of Stars. Let me ask you, when will you send me up there? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

The evil monk said categorically: "When your strength reaches the realm of martial saint."

"You don't have to bring up the Great Wall to scare me."

Su Haoran's face turned pale

He suddenly became serious, waving his hand and saying: "Unless I break through to become a Martial Saint tomorrow, I simply won't be able to wait for the day when I can climb up to the Great Wall of Starry Sky. Nibiru will invade the solar system as a whole, and the Great Wall of Starry Sky will completely collapse.

The battlefield is on the ground."

"Who did you listen to?" The evil monk's face changed drastically.

Su Haoran said: "Don't worry about who told me. I also know that Nibiru is at least a world that has reached or even surpassed the second-level civilization. Once they come to the solar system, the earth's civilization will be reduced to dust."

The evil monk fell silent this time, and the terrifying aura on his body also subsided.

Su Haoran continued: "Master monk, I caused the three precepts to be broken. I can understand your objections to me. But don't treat me like a child. A harmonious society will not be around for long, otherwise this Tianbang Competition will not be the same."

It will be so cruel, I can see some things clearly, so don’t act like a senior in front of me."

The evil monk still didn't speak, but Sanjie gently tugged on Su Haoran's sleeve, telling him to be careful when speaking.

Su Haoran didn't care at all, and said: "Senior monk, don't be lucky to me. The master of the Holy Palace, Afaf, has gone to the fourth floor of the tower. Do you want to go and capture her personally?"

"My Buddha is merciful, but this poor monk can't get up."

The evil monk finally spoke, his face twitching slightly, he raised his hand and pointed upwards: "The Babel Tower only has the first three floors, and people can come and go at will. From the fourth floor onwards, only people below the Martial Saint level can go up.

.From the fourth to the twelfth floor, it is called the Tongtian Trial Ground."

Su Haoran said: "That's not right, Afaf is also a martial saint, at the sub-sage level."

"Has she been beaten by you with the whip?"

The evil monk glanced at the Kunlun Mountain Needle Mountain artifact in Su Haoran's right hand, and said calmly: "The whip can not only destroy the divinity of other artifacts, but you should know that this treasure can also hurt people's souls. As long as the whip is beaten,

After being whipped once, a person's soul will be chained, and correspondingly, his cultivation level will be knocked down by one level, and he will not be able to recover until at least twenty-four hours."

oh!

Su Haoran's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The evil monk continued: "If she is beaten once by you with the God-beating Whip, her state will fall back to the realm of Virtual Saint. And the Tower of Babel follows the ancient laws of immortality, and Xusheng is not considered the real realm of Martial Saint, and can only be counted as half a step.

Martial Saint."

"I see."

Su Haoran turned around and waved to Sanjie: "Brother, let's go up together. There will definitely be rewards for passing this kind of trial. This is a great opportunity."

Sanjie smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, I have been up there, but only reached the seventh floor. I can fight against the brute force of Yasheng because of this."

"Then there's no other way. I have to go up. We can't let that foreigner Afaf take away the good things from Penglai."

"Yes, people who are not of my race must have different intentions."

The two chatted quickly, and Su Haoran rushed up the stairs in two steps and disappeared upstairs.

When Su Haoran went upstairs, Sanjie looked at the evil monk and whispered: "Master, the Kunlun God of War killed a sacred descendant of his son, what should we do now?"

The evil monk asked, "Are these two guys really as bad as Su Haoran said?"

Uh-huh!

Sanjie nodded repeatedly.

The evil monk said: "In this case, let's all die."

As he spoke, the evil monk raised his right hand, and his big fleshy palm suddenly pressed down.

boom!

The unconscious Qian Ying was pressed into the ground by the terrifying palm force, and his body was shattered into pieces like a piece of porcelain.

With this method alone, you can see where the name of the evil monk comes from.

After killing someone, be fierce

The monk clasped his hands together and chanted loudly to the Buddha: "My Buddha is merciful, and my disciple Shi Wujie has started killing again. However, I kill all the people who deserve to be killed. I believe the Buddha will not blame me. Even if he blames me, I will not

To kill."

Sanjie trembled when he heard it. Only his fierce master dared to speak like this.



The fourth floor of the Tower of Babel is actually a dense forest of steles, and the forest of steles is filled with extremely terrifying pressure. When people walk into it, they feel like they are facing extreme gravity.

Su Haoran walked to the forest of steles and saw a line of seal characters engraved on the stone tablet in front of him: the tomb of Li Jing, the first god under the Second Emperor of the Dayu Dynasty.

Standing in front of the monument, Su Haoran had a golden light in his eyes. He actually used his clairvoyance to see the remnants of a strong man inside the monument.

Immediately, this residual thought seemed to feel that someone was peeping at him, so he turned into a human form and suddenly opened his eyes.

Those two sword-like gazes pierced Su Haoran's eyes. At the same time, a voice like Tianyin's scolding sounded in Su Haoran's mind: "How come you, this junior, actually peeked at me? You are not worthy of accepting my inheritance."

, this seat... this seat..."

This residual thought was extremely strong at first, but then, Su Haoran's Immortal Martial Emperor Soul emitted wisps of sacred and inviolable imperial power.

This strong remnant was instantly frightened. After stammering twice, he quickly changed his words and said, "I don't know if the immortal is here. May I ask what your orders are?"

Su Haoran said with a cold face: "How dare you stay in this stone monument and do what you want without dying?"

Cannian quickly replied: "This is the place where the souls of the powerful men above the holy realm of the Great Yu Dynasty return. It is also the place where the Dayu Dynasty left a legacy for future generations."

"In this case, what inheritance do you have?"

"When I was alive, I practiced the Divine Tower Demon Subduing Technique. This skill is extremely powerful. If you were an immortal..."

"No interest, just go back to sleep."

"yes."

Su Haoran dismissed Li Jing with one word and continued to move forward.

A quick count through the clairvoyance revealed that there are a total of 888 stone steles in the forest of steles, and a total of 365 of them contain legacy memories.

At the same time, he also discovered that Afaf, the master of the Holy Palace, had great difficulty walking in the forest of steles. She stood in the middle of the forest, holding a stone tablet in her hand, breathing heavily.

The inscription on this stone tablet is: Under the throne of the fifth emperor of the Dayu Dynasty, there is the tomb of General Xiude, the Dragon and Tiger General.

Just when Su Haoran saw Afaf, the stone tablet she was holding suddenly lit up, and a thin shadow appeared in front of her.

"My regrets are about to dissipate, and I can't wait any longer."

This cannian looked at Alfafu with a slightly disgusted look, but he seemed helpless and said calmly: "Of course, I don't want the magical power to be lost. Since you have the fate to come to me, I will pass on the mirror image of the universe."

Here you go."

Afaf suddenly raised his head, looked at Can Nian's shadow, and said in surprise: "Really? Senior is willing to teach me magical skills?"

"That's right, prepare to accept my inheritance."

"No!"

At this critical moment, Su Haoran strode forward and shouted angrily: "Xiude, as a senior Chinese, how can you pass on magical skills to the barbarians?"

"Huh? It's not your junior's turn to take care of who I want to pass on my magical skills to. You, you..."

Xiude's remnant was scolded by Su Haoran, and he looked very angry, but when he felt Su Haoran's Xianwu Emperor's soul, he also stuttered.

Afaf was even more dissatisfied, and turned around and said coldly: "You can't control the will of your seniors. If you don't give this inheritance to me, how can you still snatch it away?"


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