Chu Feng fell into a coma because he could not bear the pain caused by that formation.
After having a good drink, Chu Feng gradually came to his senses.
After Chu Feng woke up, he felt unbearable pain sweeping through his body, especially his head, which felt like it was going to explode.
After a while, the pain began to gradually subside, and Chu Feng gradually recovered.
And when Chu Feng discovered that the Death Blade was in his hand, even he was surprised.
"You actually got it?"
Chu Feng looked carefully and found that this was indeed the Death Blade.
Chu Feng was extremely happy because he had already passed out before he even got close to the Death Blade. He originally thought he had failed.
Unexpectedly, the blade of the God of Death was actually in his hands at this moment, and he was the real God of Death.
Holding it in his hand, even though he couldn't use it, let alone exert the power of the Death Blade, Chu Feng could feel the power of this blade.
"You want to give it to a very important person, right?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Chu Feng, and he turned around to see Yin Zhuanghong.
At this moment, Yin Zhuanghong's face looked miserable and her breath was very weak.
It could be seen that she was also seriously injured, but she was holding a golden sword in her hand, which was the Emperor Underworld Sword.
"You succeeded." Chu Feng said.
"You have got the Death Blade. If I can't get the Emperor's Sword, wouldn't it be in vain?" When Yin Zhuanghong said this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chu Feng was a little surprised. This was the first time Chu Feng saw Yin Zhuanghong smile after seeing her.
"It turns out that you can also laugh." Chu Feng said with a smile.
After hearing this, Yin Zhuanghong realized that she actually smiled at Chu Feng, so she quickly put away her smile.
Becoming cold and frosty again.
"What are you doing? You look so good when you smile, why do you have to keep a straight face?" Chu Feng said.
"Get up, you have been unconscious for ten days, it's time for us to leave." Yin Zhuanghong said.
"On the 10th, I was actually unconscious for so long?" Chu Feng was very surprised.
Yin Zhuanghong ignored Chu Feng. She had already turned around and walked to the stairs.
"Wait a minute, did I really get this Death Blade myself?" Chu Feng asked.
He was a little confused because he was not sure whether he got the Death Blade himself.
"Of course it's you, otherwise why would it be in your hands?"
"Speaking of which, I'm really curious as to why you lost consciousness, but you were still able to move forward in that protective formation and get the Death Blade." Yin Zhuanghong looked at Chu Feng with a solemn expression.
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"You mean, I got this Death Blade when I lost consciousness?" Chu Feng himself felt horrified.
"So, the relationship between your world spirit and you must be very unusual, right?"
Yin Zhuanghong asked, she was really curious about what kind of world spirit could allow Chu Feng to do this.
"I don't know how to say it, but in short, she is very important to me." Chu Feng said.
"I understand."
"let's go."
After Yin Zhuanghong said this, she walked out.
Chu Feng also stood up and followed Yin Zhuanghong down.
As he walked down, Chu Feng discovered that the other weapons were protected by a powerful barrier.
That barrier cannot be broken at all.
The reason for such a change must be that Chu Feng and the others were afraid that after getting a favorite weapon, they would go to get other weapons.
This fully proves that the first level of warning is not a lie.
Entering here, you can really only get one weapon.
"for you."
However, when Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong arrived on the first floor, Yin Zhuanghong suddenly raised her hand and handed Chu Feng a token.
There are four words written on it, "Holy Religion in Red Clothes".
"Are you inviting me to be a guest?" Chu Feng asked.
"My master said, this is a courtesy." Yin Zhuanghong said.
"It's rare for you to be so polite." Chu Feng smiled.
"Don't forget it." As Yin Zhuanghong spoke, she was about to take the token back.
"Yes, how can I not want it? I am a very polite person."
Chu Feng said with a smile, and while taking the token from Yin Zhuanghong, he took out a Chu Celestial Clan token from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Yin Zhuanghong.
Looking at the token handed over by Chu Feng, Yin Zhuanghong hesitated at first, but finally took it.
After receiving the token, Yin Zhuanghong walked out. Seeing this...Chu Feng also followed.
Although when entering the Tibetan Babel Tower, there is a large attack formation to break through.
But when I left, it was quite peaceful.
And when Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong walked out of the range of the Tibetan Soldiers Tower, Kong Tianhui and other juniors swarmed up and surrounded Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong.
"Brother Chu Feng, Miss Yin, why do you look so ugly?"
"No, your aura is so weak. Are you injured?"
What people are most concerned about is the physical condition of Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong.
After all, both of them were very weak at this time, especially Chu Feng, whose face was as pale as a dead person.
That was not a simple skin injury. Both of them had soul wounds, otherwise it would not be like this.
"It's okay." Chu Feng said with a smile.
"It's been like this, and you still say it's okay?"
"You two little friends, taking this elixir will relieve your injuries."
Master Shoujian took out two elixirs and handed them to Chu Feng and Chu Feng. At the same time, Kong Ci, Long Ning, Xian Yun, and even Wuming Yuan Zhi and others all took out healing elixirs and handed them to Chu Feng and Yin.
Makeup red.
Those are all valuable elixirs.
"Beiyang Luo, give me your soul-casting pill." Nangong Yifan said to Beiyang Luo.
"Ah?" Hearing this, Beiyangluo's face turned ugly.
The soul-casting pill was an extremely precious pill that his grandfather sold to him at a huge price so that he could use it to save his life at critical moments.
"Give it to me." Nangong Yifan's eyes became cold.
He didn't seem to be asking for anything at all, more like an irresistible order.
However, Beiyangluo did not dare to disobey his order, so he took out the precious soul-casting pill and handed it to Nangong Yifan.
Nangong Yifan got the soul-casting pill and walked towards Yin Zhuanghong, wanting to give the pill to Yin Zhuanghong so that she could heal her injuries.
"Brother Chu Feng, what kind of weapons did you get in the Tibetan Soldiers Tower?"
"Hey, why are you two holding the other's sect's token in your hands?"
Kong Tianhui originally wanted to see what weapons Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong had obtained, but when he looked at their hands, he discovered that they did not have weapons in their hands, but instead they were holding a token.
And the tokens were invitation tokens from their respective forces, which surprised Kong Tianhui.
"I'll go, is it true?"
The next moment, everyone else present also discovered this, and for a moment, everyone screamed in surprise.
At this time, even Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong were shocked.
It wasn't until this moment that they reacted.
It turned out that after Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong took the tokens from each other, they were in a hurry to leave the Babel Tower and forgot to put the tokens away.
At this time, after reacting, Yin Zhuanghong quickly put away the token, and Chu Feng also put away the token in his hand.
But it was too late, everyone had already seen it.
Especially Nangong Yifan, when he saw this scene, his face was filled with joy, but he was as stunned as if he was petrified.