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"But," Zheng Qian paused for a moment, "I've come here, I have to try whether I succeed or not!"

Bashen Hammer knew that his reminder had attracted enough attention from Zheng Qian, and as long as this goal was achieved, he could no longer dampen Zheng Qian's enthusiasm. 【26nbsp;】

"Let's go, boy, let me accompany you to see what level Tang Jili has reached now. With so many formations in Po Xiaotian, it seems that Tang Jili has never been idle all these years."

"Okay, let's go together!" Zheng Qian nodded solemnly.

Zheng Qian and Bashen Hammer stepped between the torn spider webs and entered the No.30 fourth floor of the Tower of Eternity.

From the No.30 fourth floor of the Tower of Eternity, it has entered the range of the Human Formation.The three types of guardian formations of heaven, earth and human beings were basically destroyed by Tang Jili. Now Zheng Qian and Bashen Hammer wanted to see how far Tang Jili could go in the formation.

After entering the fourth floor of No.30, Zheng Qian found that the surrounding area was still as quiet as the previous 33rd floor.In this silence, the smell of something being burnt wafted in the air.

"This layer has been broken." Bashen Hammer said.

Zheng Qian raised his face like a wolf, and sniffed the burnt smell in the air, "Old Ba, there is no smell of human body in the smell, only the smell of mountains, mud and trees. Will some monsters be killed here?" Tang Jili subdued?"

"No. This is the range of the human formation. There will be no monsters in the human formation."

"There are no monsters? Is it human?" Zheng Qian was stunned.

"Yes. Those trapped in the crowd are all former Tangjiabao's minions. These people should have been executed for their crimes, but Xiaotian didn't know why, but he just ranked them according to their crimes and strength. , each of them is trapped in the crowd. The people trapped here are basically not from Tangjiabao's blood."

"It seems that the people here have been taken in by Tang Jili again."

Tyrant Hammer default.Tang Jili's martial arts is too good.In the bone-eating abyss, because Tang Ruyu never made a move, no one knew her true strength and level.Apart from the owner of the Tangjiabao, Tang Jili, the martial arts prodigy, has long been famous.

Although those people did a lot of evil, they were all Tang Jiabao's cronies. When Tang Jili came here, they had no reason not to follow Tang Jili.

"The trouble is getting worse." Zheng Qian frowned. "Old Ba, estimate how many monsters and humans Tang Jili has conquered from the second floor below to here?"

"About a hundred thousand or so." Bashen Hammer sighed.

"How is your strength?" Zheng Qian asked solemnly.

"Except for the tallest Tang Jili and his two generals, their combat strength is roughly between the seventh-level overlord and the low-level overlord!" Bashenhammer told the truth.

Zheng Qian patted his head. This is a group with terrifying strength.The average elite of the imperial capital in Batian Continent is only the strength of a fourth-level tyrant. Up to here, Tang Jili can casually collect only seventh-level tyrants and low-level tyrants. Isn't Seven Cities just like playing?

From this, Zheng Qian was even more worried about what Ren Huwang said about the gap between the two spaces.If, as the first Tiger King said, Tang Ruyu would take advantage of the crack and send monsters to Batian Continent, it would definitely be a disaster for the entire Batian Continent.The monsters that can be selected by Tang Ruyu, their strength will not be low.

"Old Ba, hurry up!" Zheng Qian gritted his teeth.If it doesn't work, he can only use that trick.As for how to solve the sequelae at that time, I can't care about it.

Tyrant Hammer read Zheng Qian's thoughts from Zheng Qian's resolute eyes, and just sighed.Under such circumstances, even though he was an expensive artifact, he couldn't come up with any good solutions.Why did he only have one-third of his energy now?

"Let's go." Bashen Hammer said, and there was determination in his sad eyes.

At this time, Zheng Qian's domineering energy is basically exhausted, and his physical energy is also consumed a lot, and he already feels a bit at the end of his strength.But he pulled himself together and rubbed his temples with his fingers.He patted his forehead again to wake up his brain, and rushed forward.

So go two more.Arrived at the sixth floor of No.30.

The more you go up, the more intense the killing atmosphere between each floor, and there is no such dead silence in the formation.

On the 36th floor, the place where Zheng Qian and Bashen Hammer stood was covered with fragments of ancient wood.Zheng Qian squatted on the ground, picked up a piece of broken ancient wood, put it next to his nose and sniffed it.When he was about to speak, the sawdust in his hand suddenly rose into the sky, tumbling a few times in the sky, then spinning and rushing towards Zheng Qian, like a drill bit.

Zheng Qian's eyes were quick, and he had already touched the tiger bone dagger with his hand. With a "buzz", the bloody light of the tiger bone dagger exploded three feet, and he slashed at the residual wood.

The bloody blade light of the tiger bone dagger collided with the residual wood, and Zheng Qian was shaken back a few big steps before he stabilized his figure, and the residual wood split into two by the tiger bone dagger made a "whoosh", Like two iron nails nailed to Zheng Qian's sides.

Bashen Hammer stepped forward and pinched the end of the trembling stump.

"Times have changed, and you are the only ones who are still waiting for Xiaotian as always. Don't fight any more, let's rest." The Bashen Hammer is like an eminent monk who saves the dead, and he saves the remnant wood.The trembling of the residual wood slowly stopped.

The residual wood on the other side of Zheng Qian seemed to have sensed something, and the violent tremor subsided a little.Bashen Hammer walked over again as before, pinching the end of another section of the forest and saying the same words.The residual wood completely calmed down.

Zheng Qian looked sadly at Tyrant Hammer doing all this.Bashen Hammer's demeanor was peaceful, not as stubborn as when he was arguing with him. At this time, Bashen Hammer looked like a real eminent monk.The solemnity revealed all over his body made Zheng Qian, who was about to say a few witty words, not know how to speak.

Jing watched Bashen Hammer finish all this, Zheng Qian leaned over to pick up the residual wood from the ground, and looked at it carefully.

"So that's how it is." Zheng Qian understood.

"You knew already?"

"People's formation! So this is the people's formation!" Zheng Qian raised the ancient wood in his hand.

Bashen Hammer nodded, "Yes, there are not only those villains trapped in the formation, but also some people who protect the formation. These people were made by Xiaotian with the ancient wood in the tower. Put it in the ancient wood. These ancient woods, which have inherited Xiaotian's thoughts, have guarded the Tower of Eternity for so many years, and they are also fresh lives. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zheng Qian looked at Bashen Hammer's face full of vicissitudes covered by white hair and beard.He wanted to say he didn't understand, but he couldn't help but nodded for some reason.

Bashen Hammer stroked his long white beard with some relief.

"Zheng Qian," Bashen Hammer said, this is a name he hasn't used for Zheng Qian for a long time, "Xiaotian stores his ideas in these ancient trees, I always feel that it is not just as simple as protecting the formation. There is a deeper meaning. Although he never said it, but I know him."

Zheng Qian looked at the residual wood in his hand, motionless.What he is holding in his hand, to be precise, is a part of his ancestor, Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian.Although it was only a part, he had no reason not to disrespect this stump.

"Old Ba, put the ancient wood together and bury it." Zheng Qian said.

Bashen Hammer was taken aback.He did not expect that Zheng Qian would suddenly have such a proposal.The trace of thought in the residual wood has been saved by him.At this time, what is the practical significance of burying the ancient wood again?

"Don't you want to hurry up?" Bashen Hammer said.

Zheng Qian shook his head, "Not for a while. After all, he is the body of an ancestor, and as a younger generation, he must do his best. This intention may not have any practical meaning, but I seek peace of mind." After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he He squatted down, picked up the residual wood on the ground bit by bit, and pieced them together.

Bashen Hammer looked sadly at Zheng Qian picking up the ancient wood bit by bit, neither helping nor stopping.

Since this is Zheng Qian's wish, let him fulfill his wish, Tyrant Hammer thought.

There were many fragments of residual wood, and Zheng Qian picked them up bit by bit, which took time and effort, but Zheng Qian did not show the slightest boredom.After putting it together for a while, the shape of a wooden figure finally took shape.

Zheng Qian still picked up sawdust and put them together very seriously.

When Tyrant Hammer looked at it, some light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Bashen's Hammer knew that there was a hint of thought in these remnants, which absolutely rejected strangers.But it is very strange that Zheng Qian picked up so many residual wood, and was not attacked by them again.

Could it be that?Tyrannical Hammer's heart lit up.

At this time, Zheng Qian finished the last piece of residual wood.A complete wooden man lay on the ground on the 36th floor of the Tower of Eternity.

Zheng Qian reached out to hug the wooden man, but saw the wooden man's eyes blinking at him.

Zheng Qian was taken aback, "Hey, are you still alive?"

"I'm dying!" The wooden man's mouth moved.

"You're dying and still talking so loudly?"

"I was born like this. If you are not convinced, go to your ancestors."

Zheng Qian was choked by the wooden man, and it seemed that the wooden man had a big temper.

"You are Zheng Qian, right? I can feel the blood of the Tyrant God in your body." Mu Ren said.

"Have we met?"

"No, it's definitely the first time we've met, but I've been waiting for you here for many years." Mu Ren said, "It's one of my tasks to protect the people's formation of the Tower of Eternity, and the other task is Waiting for you. Fortunately, you put me together, otherwise, we might have missed it forever."

"Are you also arranged by my ancestors?" Zheng Qian was a little frustrated.The shadow of Tyrant God Zheng Xiaotian is everywhere, and he can't get rid of it even if he wants to.

"Yes, yes." The wooden man was very frank, "I am a part of Lord Bashen, but Lord Bashen gave me a lot of thinking space. So I can think for myself. Lord Bashen is creating me After that, he told me that one day in the future, a bastard boy named Zheng Qian will break into the Tower of Eternity." The wooden man's eyes are also made of wood, but the color of the wood that composes the eyes is darker, which looks like Really eyeballs.Flickering, with a cunning.

"That's what my ancestor said?" Zheng Qian heard clearly that his ancestor called him a bastard in the distant past.

"Yes, yes! Lord Bashen said, if that bastard doesn't put me together, he will die. If you put me together, then..." The wooden man looked at Zheng Qian with a tear on his face. There was a smile.

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