Ethereal, slightly blue.

His face is sparkling, his temperament is elegant, and his eyes are shining with wisdom and firmness.

All the cultivators who existed in the Extreme Heavenly Ladder looked at the Tianyuan Demon Venerable with nervous and adoring expressions.

The worship is because of the strength of the Tianyuan Demon Venerable, which surpasses heaven and earth and crowns the universe.

The nervousness is because the appearance of the Tian Yuan Demon Venerable symbolizes that the next killing is about to begin.

Who can guarantee that he is one of the thirty-six thrones.

If you don't become a thirty-six throne, the only end is death.

Having come to this point, there is no way back for anyone.

To retreat is to die, to advance, and there is the possibility of living.

You can't bet on strength, you can only gamble on luck.

Those who have bad luck against the sky have their own heavenly protection.

"Below, the Polar Ladder is side by side, and the thirty-six throne rankings begin. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and if you become a follower of the thirty-six thrones, you can also do not die. The reflection of the Tianyuan Demon Venerable quietly opened his mouth.

The voice was still so far away, ethereal, filling the entire space of the Tianyuan Divine Tomb.

To be a follower, you don't have to die.

Comparatively speaking, the cultivators with low strength had their eyes lit up, and sure enough, the Great Dao was fifty, and the Heavenly Performance was forty-nine, and one of them was gone. That's the silver lining.

But for the real powerhouse, there is a lot of disdain in their eyes.

The ranking on the talent ranking does not fully represent individual strength.

In the cultivation world, there are not a few top-notch ghosts who are killed every year, and there are not a few talented demons.

Everything is based on strength. This is the principle of the cultivation world.

"Followers, though, each person can only choose once. Do what you want. ”

The image of the Tian Yuan Demon Venerable slowly faded.

Immediately afterwards, the Polar Ladder began to tremble, and the space where the Polar Ladder was located rippled layer by layer, and then, there were bursts of separation and combination.

All the cultivators' bodies were imprisoned in place, unable to move, and could only passively watch everything that was happening in front of them.

Soon the new ladder was assembled.

The new Polar Heaven Ladder, except for the fact that it cannot be directly climbed to the top, all cultivators can reach any corner. This is also convenient for the fight between cultivators.

"Ahh ”

As soon as the newly combined Polar Sky Ladder stabilized, there were screams one after another.

It turned out that after the Polar Heavenly Ladder was merged, there would naturally be a situation where two or several cultivators would meet on the same Extreme Heavenly Ladder.

Some cultivators who reacted extremely quickly would directly kill the cultivators who were still in a state of confusion, or seriously injured them.

For every additional cultivator who died, their chances of survival were one point greater.

From the beginning of the killing, the entire Polar Sky Ladder is full of flying magic weapons, brilliant spells, angry roars, and wails before death.

Because of the number of people, although the Extreme Heavenly Ladder is not like a Shura slaughterhouse, it is also extremely tragic.

The only ones who can stay out of the matter are none other than Gongsun Yu, Yuan Jiahui, Yuan Jiamin, Yin Qianli, Shen Wuchen and other cultivators who are ranked in front.

Although no one would risk their lives to test the firepower of these people.

Gongsun Yu stood on a high place, overlooking the below, and suddenly there was a sense of pride, and the idea that the world was under control came from the bottom of his heart.

If you don't stand at such a height, perhaps, you are a member of the people below who are desperately fighting to survive. Then what leisure is there to stand on a high place and admire the death of others.

All of this is brought to me by strength.

Therefore, in Gongsun Yu's heart, strength is everything.

Yuan Jiahui, Yuan Jiamin stood on his own ladder of extreme heaven, looked up at Gongsun Yu, and the battle intent in his eyes boiled.

Seeing this, a cultivator thought of sneaking up on the two from behind.

However, Yuan Jiahui only flicked the sleeve of his robe slightly, and the cultivator didn't even snort, and the whole thing turned into nothingness.

Shen Wuchen, who was not far away, shrank his eyes.

Good terrifying strength.

The Yin Qianli magic weapon was sacrificed in an instant, and then it was withdrawn, and so on, he still didn't make up his mind.

And the strong bull god not far away from Yin Qianli cast a mace and smashed it into Yin Qianli's head.

The mace was like an optimus pillar, with the supreme coercion of destroying the world, and it was eager to smash Yin Qianli into meat sauce at once.

"Ah, the evil animal, I actually started with my son, it seems that I can't keep you. Yin Qianli roared angrily, and a golden figure appeared in front of him

"Bell. ”

A sound of gold and iron resonating, like a Hongyuan bell, and the surrounding space was even more sonic waves, cutting the spatial crystal walls of the Tianyuan Divine Tomb into cracks one after another.

It turned out that the powerful blow of the Mighty Bull God made Yin Qianli a little jealous and did not dare to shake it, but instantly sacrificed his golden glow and stiffened, blocking the blow of the Mighty Bull God.

And the Yin Qianli Jin Hui Xing Stiff was also struck thousands of miles away by the Mighty Bull God at once, and dense spider web-like cracks opened on his body.

And the Mighty Bull God was also stiffly rebounded by Jin Huixing, and staggered back hundreds of meters away.

"Animal, you are so daring, even my son dares to sneak attack. Moreover, Jin Hui, who also hurt my son, is stiff, and you can't apologize for this crime. Yin Qianli said, his right hand pushed out, and a gray-black dragon entwined with death and corpse qi devoured towards the Mighty Bull God.

"Yin Qianli, my Niu Dali has existed to kill you in his lifetime, if he can kill you, what can he do even if he sinks to the nineteenth layer of hell?" Like a small mountain, the mace in his hand turned into a mountain, aimed at the head of the gray-black dragon, and smashed it down.

"Poof. ”

The mace of the Hercules Bull God seems to be stuck in a quagmire, obscure and difficult to enter.

The gray-black dragon's originally solid body was also smashed apart by a stick.

"Tell me, why do you hate Ben Gongzi so much?" Yin Qianli was sure that he definitely didn't know the Hercules God.

"Although your appearance has changed greatly, your soul breath will never change. Do you remember the Heavenly Spirit Bull Treasure you once obtained?"

"Heavenly Spirit Cow Treasure?!" Yin Qianli was stunned, "Are you the remnant of the Heavenly Spirit Cow Clan?"

Yin Qianli suddenly remembered that when he was reincarnated in his previous life, because there was a pill to use the Heavenly Spirit Cow Treasure, he had killed the Heavenly Spirit Cow Clan and slaughtered the Heavenly Spirit Cow Clan before he got a pair of Heavenly Spirit Cow Treasures.

However, how could the Heavenly Spirit Ox Clan have the bloodline of the Mighty Bull Clan.

"Hmph, you can't think of it. The Heavenly Spirit Bull Clan will also have the bloodline of the Mighty Bull Clan. Today, let's die together. The Mighty Bull God stomped his feet, raised the mace in his hand high, and attacked Yin Qianli again while the corpse qi dragon of Yin Qianli had not yet fully condensed.

(End of chapter)