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Mo Hanfeng had just come out of the seventh floor, and he knew everything he encountered there.

Those are sixty-four selves!

If he hadn't used his life-saving Divine Ability to resist for a moment, he would have been completely killed without even being able to stay on the seventh floor.

Of course, that kind of death is not a real death, but if it does not exceed three breaths, it will not be counted as stepping onto the seventh level.

As a result, you can only obtain the sixth-level Talisman of Heaven.

He originally thought that he was lucky enough to obtain the seventh-level Talisman, which was already the most powerful in the entire Secret Realm.

But now Ye Hao actually stepped onto the sixth floor in minutes, which was simply unacceptable to him.

When did the Tower of Babel become so good?

He didn't believe it, he wouldn't believe it to his death that Ye Hao could climb to the seventh floor so easily.

The holy method Shrink the Earth to an Inch, coupled with the roar of the dragon.

Finally, use it in conjunction with the sword technique.

Ye Hao also followed the same method in the sixth level, although it did take a few breaths longer than the fifth level.

But that's all.

Ye Hao even felt that these illusions seemed to be affected by some power within himself, and there would always be a slight deviation before succeeding.

This makes me appear more at ease.

During the battle, Ye Hao suddenly guessed that this might be related to his bad luck.

Just like a lucky person, he may be able to discover magical materials with just a kick, or he may be able to discover inheritance by entering a Secret Realm.

On the other hand, without luck, it would be difficult to drink cold water and stumble when walking.

This is actually the case with Mo Hanfeng. Originally, he could attack the existence on the eighth level with his luck, but in the end, he was blocked directly on the seventh level.

After five breaths, Ye Hao's figure successfully broke through again and stepped onto the seventh floor.

"Boom!"

The moment he stepped onto the seventh floor, there seemed to be a violent earthquake outside the Babel Tower, and everyone almost screamed.

It's so terrifying. From the time Ye Hao entered the Tower of Babel until now, it only took a stick of incense.

What can you do with a stick of incense?

Didn’t you see that Leng Xinyue has just stepped onto the third floor?

We have just gone up, and we don’t know how long it will take to reach the fourth floor.

But Ye Hao, it's already the seventh floor.

Such a terrifying gap is obvious without any further explanation.

Poof!"

Unable to accept this fact, Mo Hanfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He was angry. Although this had nothing to do with him, it still made him vomit blood.

"Cough! Cough!" The pale-faced Mo Hanfeng laughed miserably, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Tower of Babel.

He didn't want to stay here any longer. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that his Taoist mind would be unstable and his future would be blocked even if he went outside the territory.

But he still doesn't know that from the moment he vomited blood, Ye Hao has become a lingering demon in his heart.

If the inner demons are not eliminated, it will be difficult to achieve success in the future.

Ye Hao naturally ignored Mo Hanfeng's current thoughts.

At this time, in the seventh floor, there were indeed sixty-four figures emerging, and they all seemed a bit crowded in this 100-foot space.

But such a quantity still shrouded Ye Hao without hesitation.

Holy law, the dragon roars!

Ye Hao didn't dodge this time, he opened his mouth and unleashed a holy spell.

The roar of the dragon resounded, and dozens of figures immediately paused. Then Ye Hao took a step forward and appeared directly in front of these people.

The dozens of sword energy behind him fell into nothing at this moment.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ye Hao also raised the broken sword of Saint Weapon in his hand.

"Buzz!"

A breath of Saint Weapon finally broke out.

"Holy method, Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Soul Slash!"

Ye Hao shouted loudly, and the next moment, the real energy in his body surged out like a river bursting its banks.

"Roar!"

The loud roar of the dragon resounded throughout the space, and then countless sword energy condensed, turning into hundreds of dragon souls that swooped forward.

This was the first time he used his holy magic attack on the Tower of Babel.

It was also the first time it was used since Fulong Ten Thousand Sword Slash was strengthened.

The terrifying dragon-shaped sword energy spread all around, and immediately swept away all the sword energy that had originally rushed towards him.

The Venerable Level sword techniques are breaking like wheat here.

"Puff puff!"

A series of soft sounds came, and all the illusions suddenly exploded, and were annihilated without any reaction at all.

The effect of casting the holy method for the first time was surprisingly good.

"It's the eighth floor!"

Looking at the space door that slowly opened in front of him, a smile flashed across Ye Hao's lips, he stepped out and disappeared.

"々Buzz!"

Outside the Babel Tower, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then an uproar broke out.

"Eighth floor! He actually stepped into the eighth floor! Oh my god!"

"This is the strongest record in the Xuanling Realm, bar none."

"Five hundred years ago, there seemed to be a strong man who also climbed to the eighth level, and he seemed to be a disciple of Beidou Sacred Land.

"Hey, that disciple's name is Zuo Tianxing. It is said that he rebelled and ran away."

"What? It's ironic that a defected disciple can be so terrifying. But now it's better. Saint Child of Beidou Sacred Land has stepped onto the eighth floor, at least on the same level as him."

"No, Beidou Saint Child's power is even more terrifying. Maybe this time, he can surpass it and reach the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel, which is unprecedented and unprecedented."

"Really? It's not like there's no chance. I'm looking forward to it more and more now."

At this time, Ye Hao couldn't help but have a headache looking at the one hundred and twenty-eight "himself (Qian Zhao)".

I just used the holy method, Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Soul Slash.

As a result, the opponent actually learned to work together to resist, and blocked the holy law abruptly.

While Ye Hao was gasping for breath, the other party actually took action at the same time. The combined power of 128 illusions was simply overwhelming.

Looking up at the dense sword energy in mid-air, Ye Hao's heart skipped a beat. He had to give it a try at this time. The Chaos Demonic Dragon's body was pushed to the extreme. He did not retreat but advanced, and actually faced the opponent's sword energy. Welcoming him.

"Crack!"

He raised his hand and slashed out with his sword, breaking most of the sword light around him, but there was still sword energy that hit his body.

"puff!"

Ye Hao's figure was suddenly thrown aside. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but this flight actually opened the sword energy envelope next to him.

Gave Ye Hao a chance to breathe. .