Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

"What? This third place is from the Seven Star Sect again?"

After hearing the message from the third person, the leader of Daoyi Holy Land once again showed a sunken dog-like expression on his face.

"Calm down! Calm down! At least a few of my disciples from Daoyi Holy Land are still in the tower and have not come out."

At this moment, the person in charge of Daoyi Holy Land comforted himself and said,

In fact, many disciples have been teleported out by the Tower of Babel during this period.

And these teleported disciples are basically disciples with average talents.

Only a few disciples with relatively strong talents are still climbing the tower.

"Are these three disciples of my junior brother?"

After Jian Xuan saw Mo Bei's name, his eyes suddenly popped out of his eyes.

He also had an impression of Mobei. The man wielding the knife next to Ye Lingyun,

Unexpectedly, he was the third monk to refresh the list at this moment?

What are these? Can you become stronger by wielding a sword every day?

Too fake,

At this moment, Jian Xuan always felt like there was something dirty in Shenyin Peak, which was completely off the mark.

"What? The senior fellow apprentices at Shenyin Peak actually refreshed the Enlightenment Monument?"

Some of the eliminated Seven Star Sect disciples were also stunned when they looked at the Babel Monument.

Some of the disciples who came back to their senses looked at the disciples around them,

It was discovered that except for the chief disciple of Qifeng and Wang Xingchen and others from Qixing Peak, no one came out.

The eight disciples who entered Shenyin Peak also did not come out.

"Brother Master! Brother Master! The third senior brother is also on the list."

Gu Ruoxin excitedly told Li Suifeng the news again.

"I know, I know!"

Li Suifeng replied helplessly and continued to look at the book in his hand without raising his head.

"Amitabha! This Mobei is also destined to be my Buddha. It just so happens that there is still a lack of a servant beside my Buddha. It seems that I have to find a way to save him."

The eminent monk of Datianlei Temple stared at Mobei's name on the Tongtian Monument with bright eyes.

"This Mobei has some talent, and she is worthy of being the saint of my Misty Holy Land."

At this moment, the elders and eliminated disciples of Piao Miao Holy Land also saw Mo Bei's name and nodded with some satisfaction.

Age: seventeen

Power: Seven Star Sect

As the information about Mobei's age and power appeared, everyone present cheered loudly.

Comfortable, so comfortable,

The monks from his southern region dominated the top three rankings, and they will be able to boast from now on.

"Seven Star Sect will be my god from now on."

A monk said excitedly.

"I have already planned to quit the Hammer Sect where I am and join the Seven Star Sect."

At this time, a dark-skinned man also said the same thing.

"Please don't insult my God. You have only a yellow-level talent in riding a horse. You are still so old. You can't even be a handyman in the Seven Star Sect."

The excited monk immediately turned his head when he heard this and cursed angrily at the big man.

"Hey! If I were still young, I would definitely try my luck at the Seven Star Sect."

At this time, another old man with a short lifespan sighed a little lonely.

"Yes, even though I am old, after my son is born, I will also let him join the Seven Star Sect."

At this time, another middle-aged monk said so with a smile on his face.

"That's right! Why didn't I think that when I went back, I would marry a hundred and eighty concubines immediately? I don't believe that I wouldn't be able to give birth to a gifted son and daughter."

When the old man who was about to live a long life heard these words, his eyes lit up.

He had already made up his mind, and he would work hard to create humans in the coming days.

Look inside the Tower of Babel.

The previous Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land lay like a dead dog on the 400th floor.

"I've already reached more than 400 floors. I believe there aren't many people who have reached a higher level than me, right?"

At this moment, the former Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land thought so,

Several other candidates for the Holy Son of Dao Yi Holy Land and disciples with decent qualifications who are on the 400th floor also think so.

In the past, for Southern Region disciples, being able to reach more than 400 levels was considered an excellent ranking.

After all, you have to cross three small realms to face the enemy, and you are the strongest person who has come to this level. You can imagine the difficulty.

Murong Xue, Ye Wushuang and others were now at a little over the 600th floor.

Moreover, their skills and martial arts are not top-notch, and their physiques are not as good as those of Sui Gu and others, so being able to reach more than 600 levels is already considered very good.

"Brother! Are you crawling on the 400th floor or lying down on the 500th floor?"

Ye Wushuang wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and thought in his heart,

His special eye is called the Golden Eye. Although it is not as powerful as his brother's Supreme Sword Bone,

But he knew that Ye Lingyun's sword bone was seriously damaged and was almost useless.

So it is absolutely impossible to climb higher than what you climbed.

"Amitabha! Prajna Vajra Palm!"

Buddha from Datianlei Temple, who was also on the 600th floor, looked up with a solemn expression after scattering the shadow.

Now it is becoming more and more difficult for him to climb the tower. In the end, he is expected to stop at around the 700th floor, and will never have the chance to climb the Babel Monument.

But Jun Xiaoyao and others were now on the 800th floor.

Look inside the Babel Tower in Zhongyu.

Basically all the sons and goddesses of gods have arrived close to the 800th floor, but they are only close.

Only a few gods, sons and goddesses climbed to the 800th floor.

Ranking number one among them is Di Jiuxiao, a disciple of the Divine Emperor Palace.

The second place is Long Aotian from True Dragon's Nest.

The third place is Su Mengyao, the goddess of the ancient Su family.

The fourth place is the Goddess of Butian Sect, Shen Weier.

The fifth place is Feng Qiwu from Fengqi Palace.

And Chen Shuxuan and others are not far behind.

"This time, I, Emperor Jiuxiao, will be the first to refresh the Heaven-Bearing Monument."

At this moment, Di Jiuxiao, who had just reached the 800th floor, smashed the shadow in front of him with a punch, gasped and spoke.

Being able to reach more than 800 floors shows how powerful his talent and physique are.

But now he is a little struggling, but he has not used all his strength.

So there is no problem in climbing the Babel Monument.

And if it weren't for the existence of a group of idiots from Shenyin Peak, Emperor Jiuxiao might actually be the first person to climb the Tongtian Monument.

"Number one is mine."

Long Aotian, who had just reached the 800th floor, also shouted loudly and punched the phantom in front of him into pieces.

He remembered that the ranking of the Ten Thousand Babel Monument was 825.

As long as he is the first to reach this level, he will be the first to refresh the Babel Monument.

By then, Long Aotian will be famous in the mainland.

After the goddess Su Mengyao of the Su family shattered the shadow in front of her eyes, she had a cold look on her face.

At the same time, he looked in the direction of the South Territory, his face was a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother! Where are you now?"

Chen Shuxuan, the goddess of the Goddess Palace, raised her jade palm and dispersed the shadow in front of her with one palm, murmuring to herself.

"Xiaoyao, how are you doing?"

The Saint of Yaochi Holy Land on the 700th floor wiped the sweat from her forehead and thought of her childhood sweetheart.