Great Emperor Myriad

The eighth floor, 1,280 times the gravity.

That terrifying force rushed toward Ling Xiao from all directions, and it was extremely terrifying, as if it would turn Ling Xiao into powder.

Even if Ling Xiao's body is extremely terrifying today, the fellow practitioners of the dragon body and the immortal war body, but some cannot withstand such terrifying gravity.

"Among the eighth level, I am afraid that only the physical body can fully bear the fifth level of the Indestructible War Body, no wonder no one is here!"

Ling Xiao thought secretly in her heart.

His whole body was in terrible pain, a trace of blood oozes out of his skin, and the tiny blood vessels in his body burst open. In the face of this terrifying gravity, he couldn't even stand up.

However, Ling Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter. In this harsh environment, every particle in his body seemed to become extremely active and began to swallow the surrounding energy.

Ling Xiao directly swallowed dozens of drops of holy liquid, and the majestic power melted in his body, rushing toward his limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and merged into his body at an extremely fast speed.

Under this terrifying pressure, Ling Xiao's body, which was already close to the extreme, actually began to slowly strengthen again!

In the last two months or so, Ling Xiao only wanted to improve his strength as much as possible. Under the stimulation of the huge pressure of this War God Tower, his cultivation base became more and more stable.

Devildom!

Above the ancient and dark mountains, the Dark Lingxiao stood on the top of the mountain, approving a blood-colored cloak, his black hair was flying, even his pupils were pure black, and his eyes seemed to contain a dark vortex, which was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, his whole body is agitated, the magic light is vast, and the whole person exudes an unfathomable momentum fluctuation!

Around the dark Lingxiao, there are seven horrible figures standing in the sky, male and female, each with terrifying strength, holding powerful magic weapons, and the eyes looking at the dark Lingxiao are filled with monstrous killing intent.

All of these seven figures have the perfect cultivation base of the Demon Heaven Realm, and they can become the Demon God King in just one step.

They are all powerful men killed from the sword mountain and blood sea of ​​this session of the Slaughter Gods Conference, and their whole body is rising. I don't know how many creatures will be killed to condense the substantive evil.

In addition to the seven of them, there are hundreds of horrifying figures around, all of them are powerful demons, their eyes are cold, and their auras are intertwined, locking the darkest sky in the center.

The surrounding sky trembled, and the black runes ran across the void like chains, forming a super killing array.

This is a killing game, a killing game aimed at the Dark Sky.

"Master, it seems that these so-called genius powerhouses have been scared by you. No one dares to face you alone, so I brought a group of people and wanted to target us!"

Zhu Ganglie smiled, his eyes full of cold killing intent.

He is carrying a black nine-tooth rake and wearing a black armor. Although he is still extremely fat and tall, he looks like a moving mountain of meat, but the terrifying aura exuding all over him is not at all. Not much weaker than those seven figures.

"It doesn't matter! One is to kill, and a group is to kill. This time, the Slaughter Gods Conference does not require ten places, as long as I am alone! Since they all got out by themselves, then I don’t bother to kill them one by one. Just solve them all!"

Dark Lingxiao smiled indifferently, his eyes were full of evil expressions.

The blood-colored cloak behind him, flying like a blood-colored banner, in which ghosts cried and howled, I don’t know how many evil spirits and ghosts have been swallowed, making him look like the god of death in hell, exuding a palpitating breath. .

So far, the Slaughter God Conference has been going on for nearly three years.

The Demon Realm is vast and incomparable, not much smaller than the God Realm at all. Among them, the various low-level, middle-level and high-level demon races are like the sands of the Ganges.

Many high-level demons exist in the form of ancient nations, so there are countless ancient nations on the continent of the demon world.

The Slaughter Gods Conference is a grand event in the Demon Realm every 10,000 years, because the Ten Sects of the Devil Realm will select disciples through the Slaughter Gods Conference. In the entire Demon Realm, who doesn't want to enter the Ten Demon Realm?

The Ancient Demon Kingdom is only a medium-sized ancient country, so there are only ten places to enter the ten sects of the Demon Realm.

The Slaughter Gods Conference is very cruel, there are no rules at all, just like raising Gu, only killing the last ten people is the end.

Although the ancient kingdom of Tianmo was only a medium-sized ancient kingdom, there were hundreds of thousands of powerful demons who participated. After nearly three years of killing, there are now only more than a hundred people left.

The most important thing is that everyone in the Slaughter Gods Conference knows that a madman entered this Slaughter Gods Conference, and most of the hundreds of thousands of Demon Race powerhouses died in the hands of Dark Lingxiao.

From the very beginning of the Spirit Realm of Dark Sky, after three years of continuous killing and devouring, it broke through three great realms, and now it has reached the completion of the Demon Heaven Realm!

In the hands of Dark Lingxiao, he has never survived, and he has already let out the words, all the demons in the Slaughter Gods Conference are rubbish, there is no need for ten places, he is enough.

Therefore, the darkness of Lingxiao also aroused the anger and killing intent of all the powerful demon clan.

Before, they had set up killing bureaus to ambush Dark Lingxiao several times, but they were all escaped calmly by Dark Lingxiao, and they killed countless powerful demons.

As the number of people in the Slaughter Gods Conference became less and less, the Dark Lingxiao became more and more brutal.

The seven figures are the seven kings who emerged in the Slaughter Gods Conference. They are also the powerful demon clan who have slaughtered countless, but at this moment they are unanimously united and summoned all the surviving powerful ones. To kill the game, Ling Xiao will be completely punishable.

"Ling Xiao, this king does not believe that you can deal with so many of us alone! Today you are dead, if you don't want to die, roll over and make a heart demon oath, worship this king, this king can also spare your life !"

Among the seven figures, the most central is a young man in a black robe. He looks very similar to the human appearance, but he has black scales on his body, and a black bone spur behind him. His pupils are brown. His eyes were full of cold killing intent.

His name is Rocco, he is the nine princes of the ancient kingdom of the gods, and the head of the seven kings. He is extremely powerful. Although his blood is impure, he is only a branch of the holy demon clan, but his status is also extremely noble. The six high-level demons are all headed by him.

Rocco originally wanted to enter the Ten Demon Realm through the Slaughter God Convention, but he didn't expect to encounter a pervert like Dark Lingxiao who only knew slaughter.

This trap was set up by him, in order to be strong first, and slaughter the dark Lingxiao first.