Whoosh, whoosh, the moment the flame touched the man, it shot up into the sky, and the heart-pounding heat completely engulfed the man.
“No, no!”
The man collapsed to the ground with a thud, screaming in pain, his body twitching constantly in an attempt to extinguish the horrible flames on his body.
However, all his resistance was in vain. The flames burned his strong body apart in just a moment.
Blood oozed out of his body, and his vitality became weaker and weaker under the terrifying flames, almost as if it were a thread of death.
Even... Jiangshan smelled a hint of mouth-watering meaty aroma. The man in the flames could not hold on any longer and revealed his true form, a yellow-haired lion!
Roasted whole lion?
Jiangshan was stunned, then smiled coldly and walked upwards.
"You, dare to touch my demon clan, you deserve to die."
Just as Jiangshan stepped onto the 81st floor, a charming woman who had just killed a seven-star peak master with one move turned around and shouted coldly at Jiangshan.
The demon race is an incredibly powerful race. If they were not disunited, perhaps the entire nine heavens and ten earths plus the three realms would be shrouded in the terror of the demon race.
Their choice and conflict between the human race and the demon race is also very direct.
"Just you, you want to kill me?"
Jiangshan looked up at the heavily made-up banshee and smiled coldly. The fluctuating aura in the banshee's body was almost indistinguishable from that of the Eight Gates Realm.
Jiangshan would not be surprised even if she could break through the Eight Gates Realm in the next breath, but so what? Could she really threaten to kill the person he wanted to kill?
"Witchcraft, Thousand Machine Palm."
Bang!
The powerful banshee moved directly towards Jiangshan without saying a word. Her speed was not too fast because everyone was being suppressed.
However, although she was not fast, she was more like a tank that was crushing the enemy. Although she looked a bit bulky, she was invincible.
Pa pa pa pa.
In the void, thousands of palm prints roared in the air, as dazzling as a bustling city, and slapped towards Jiangshan fiercely, with boundless cruelty.
At this moment, an invisible demonic energy hit Jiangshan like a heavy hammer, but it had no effect at all.
Demonic energy?
Jiangshan ignored it and looked at the killing palm print. Jiangshan smiled coldly, and the Beiming Sword in his hand soared into the sky, and the attack was the extremely terrifying Eightfold Sword Prison.
When the sword was slashed out angrily, a vast black light appeared out of nowhere and directly hit the body of the banshee. Compared with the demonic energy that burst out from her, the overwhelming evil spirit contained in the black light almost knocked her into a daze.
puff!
Suddenly, the banshee spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with horror. She never expected that she would be suppressed by such momentum and vomit blood.
Even if she was injured, she couldn't be in such a miserable state.
The next moment, the Thousand Machine Palm she launched to kill had no power to resist under Jiangshan's brilliant sword strike, and was brutishly defeated into pieces like a dead tree or rotten wood.
Bang...the palm print shattered.
The force released by the collapse lifted the banshee's body and directly flew her out, smashing her heavily onto the 80th floor of the ladder to heaven.
"I want your life!"
The banshee suddenly stood up and screamed ferociously.
However, just as she finished her words, the purple-gold gourd that was originally floating in the void suddenly emitted a sharp light.
Whoosh, a flash of light passed in front of her.
"Why does it smell fishy?"
The banshee's body trembled violently. She keenly smelled a hint of blood, and the next moment she involuntarily touched her neck.
It was a little wet. When she saw the glaring blood-red, the banshee widened her eyes and fell powerlessly towards the ladder to heaven below.
Kill one more person!
Jiangshan put away the purple gold gourd, picked up the Beiming Sword, opened the third eye on his forehead, and the power in his body like the roar of a dragon and a tiger surged and boiled, and he continued to walk upwards.
There were less than forty people left around who were still alive or able to fight!
Mo Changsheng, Leng Mou, and even Yue Yun and Zhao Feier are among these forty people. This is actually good news for Jiangshan.
Thump thump thump!
The next moment, Jiangshan stepped on three steps in a row and then stopped. The powerful gravity made it difficult for him to breathe.
He is so miserable, let alone others.
Especially Zhao Feier and Yue Yun, their faces were so pale and bloodless. Mo Changsheng and Leng Mou on the side were better, but they were also struggling.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, boom...
Even in such a harsh environment, the fighting continues.
Some people, knowing that they can't make it, will still take someone with them before they die.
Those who know they can get ahead are killing potential dark horses one after another in order to make themselves impregnable.
On the entire ladder to heaven, from the 80th floor upwards, except for Jiangshan who is in the middle stage of the seventh star, the weakest of the others are all at the peak of the seventh star.
Moreover, there were ten giants at the Eight Gates Realm. Although they felt a little overwhelmed, they still stepped forward, although their foreheads were covered with sweat.
"Jiangshan... Charge!"
In the distance, Zhao Feier, who was trembling, collapsed to the ground with a thud. She really couldn't walk anymore, and her footsteps stopped at the 85th floor.
Her words made Jiangshan grin. Jiangshan wiped the sweat from his forehead and climbed to the eighty-sixth floor in one step. The others had now reached the eighty-ninth floor!
"rush!"
At this moment, almost all the strong men roared like crazy, and wave after wave of power hit the void like a raging river.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
One after another, figures broke through the air. They actually broke free from the terrifying gravity in the void and then rushed upwards.
However, this crazy scene only lasted for two or three layers.
Plop, plop, another twenty people fell to the ground, without any strength left.
Leng Mou and Mo Changsheng were still holding on, and they reached the eighty-ninth floor!
"Get out of here!"
At this moment, two powerful men suddenly rushed towards Leng Mou and Mo Changsheng below like crazy, with a sword and a knife, as if they were going to dominate the world.
"kill!"
"Get lost."
The two people, whose bodies were almost unable to hold on, roared in anger, and the magic weapons in their hands also caused a shocking wave at this time.
With a bang, the sword and the magic weapon collided with each other.
Click, click, click.
Under the fierce bombardment, the sword shattered and was defeated by the immortal weapon.
This scene made the two powerful warriors who were half a step away from the Eight Gates feel horrified and scared out of their wits.
"Give me your life!"
Leng Mou and Mo Changsheng attacked again with their magic weapons in their hands and began to counterattack.
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