The eighth floor, one thousand two hundred and eighty times gravity.
That terrifying force came from all directions and pressed towards Ling Xiao. It was so terrifying that it seemed to turn Ling Xiao into dust.
Even though Ling Xiao's current physical body is extremely terrifying, and he has cultivated the Divine Dragon Body and the Immortal Battle Body, he is still unable to withstand such terrifying gravity.
"On this eighth level, I'm afraid only those whose bodies have reached the fifth level of the Indestructible Battle Body can fully withstand it. No wonder no one comes here!"
Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart.
He felt excruciating pain all over his body, blood oozed from his skin, and the tiny blood vessels in his body burst. Facing this horrible gravity, he couldn't even stand up.
However, Ling Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter. In this harsh environment, every particle around him seemed to become extremely active and began to devour the surrounding energy.
Ling Xiao directly swallowed dozens of drops of the holy liquid. The tremendous power dissolved in his body, rushed towards his limbs and bones, and merged into his body at an extremely fast speed.
Under this terrifying pressure, Ling Xiao's body, which had already been close to the limit, actually began to slowly strengthen again!
In the last two months, Ling Xiao only wanted to improve his strength as much as possible. Under the stimulation of the enormous pressure of the Tower of War God, his cultivation became more and more stable.
The devil world!
On top of the ancient and dark mountain, Dark Lingxiao stood on the top of the mountain, wearing a blood-red cloak, his black hair flying, and even his pupils were pure black. There seemed to be a vortex of darkness in his eyes, which was extremely terrifying.
At this moment, his aura was surging, the demonic light was vast and unparalleled, and his whole body was emitting an unfathomable aura!
All around An An Ling Xiao, there were actually seven figures with terrifying auras standing in the air. There were both men and women, each of them was terrifyingly powerful, holding powerful magic weapons, and looking at An An Ling Xiao with eyes filled with murderous intent.
It turns out that all of these seven figures have reached the perfect level of Demon Heaven Realm cultivation, and are only one step away from becoming Demon King.
They were all powerful warriors who had emerged from the mountains of swords and seas of blood in this session of the God-Slaying Conference. Each of them had murderous aura rising from their bodies. It was unknown how many lives they had killed to condense such murderous aura that was as substantial as a substance.
In addition to the seven of them, there were hundreds of terrifying figures around, all of them were powerful demons, with cold eyes, their auras intertwined, locking onto the Dark Lingxiao in the center.
The earth and sky were shaking all around, and black runes crossed the void like chains, forming a super killing formation.
This is a killing game, a killing game against Dark Lingxiao.
"Master, it seems that these so-called geniuses have been frightened by you. No one dares to face you alone, so they brought a group of people to target us!"
Zhu Ganglie chuckled, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
He was carrying a black nine-toothed rake and wearing black armor. Although he was still extremely fat and tall, looking like a moving mountain of flesh, the terrifying evil aura emanating from his body was not much weaker than those seven figures.
"It doesn't matter! Killing one is the same as killing a group. This time, the God-Slaying Conference doesn't need ten places. Just one person is enough! Since they all rolled out on their own, I'm too lazy to kill them one by one. I might as well just kill them all!"
Dark Lingxiao smiled indifferently, his eyes full of evil.
The blood-colored cloak behind him was like a fluttering blood-colored flag, with ghosts howling and wolves howling in it, and no one knew how many wronged souls and evil spirits it had devoured. He looked like the god of death in hell, exuding a heart-pounding aura.
The God-Slaying Conference has been going on for nearly three years.
The demon world is extremely vast, not much smaller than the divine world. There are countless low-level demons, mid-level demons, and high-level demons, like the grains of sand in the Ganges.
Many high-level demons exist in the form of ancient countries, so there are countless ancient countries on the continent of the demon world.
The God-Slaying Conference is a grand event held in the Demon Realm once every ten thousand years, because the Ten Sects of the Demon Realm will select disciples through the God-Slaying Conference. In the entire Demon Realm, who doesn’t want to join one of the Ten Sects of the Demon Realm
The Ancient Demon Kingdom is just a medium-sized ancient country, so it only has ten places to enter the Ten Sects of the Demon Realm.
The God-Slaying Conference is extremely cruel, and there are no rules at all. It is just like raising a Gu, and it will not end until only ten people are left.
Although the Ancient Demon Kingdom is only a medium-sized ancient country, it also has hundreds of thousands of powerful demons participating. After nearly three years of killing, there are only more than a hundred people left.
The most crucial thing is that everyone in the entire God-Slaying Conference knew that a madman had entered this year's God-Slaying Conference, and most of the hundreds of thousands of powerful demons died at the hands of Dark Lingxiao.
Dark Lingxiao started out as a divine being, and after three years of continuous killing and devouring, he actually broke through three major realms and has now reached the perfection of the Demonic Heaven Realm!
No one has ever survived in the hands of Dark Lingxiao, and he has already made it known that all the demons in the entire God-Slaying Conference are garbage, and there is no need for ten places. He alone is enough.
Therefore, Dark Lingxiao also aroused the anger and murderous intent of all the powerful demons.
Before, they had set up ambushes for Dark Lingxiao several times, but Dark Lingxiao escaped calmly every time and killed countless powerful demons in return.
As the number of participants in the God-Slaying Conference dwindled, Dark Lingxiao became more and more brutal.
Those seven figures were the seven kings who emerged in the God-Slaying Conference. They also killed countless powerful demons, but at this moment they united together without any prior agreement, and summoned all the surviving strong men to set up a killing plan to completely kill Dark Lingxiao.
"Ling Xiao, I don't believe you can handle so many of us by yourself! You are dead today. If you don't want to die, come here and swear a great oath to worship me as your master. I can spare your life!"
Among the seven figures, the one in the center was a young man in a black robe. He looked very similar to a human, but he had black scales on his body and a black bone spur behind him. His pupils were brown and filled with cold murderous intent.
His name is Rocco. He is the ninth prince of the ancient country of Tianmo and the leader of the seven kings. He is extremely powerful. Although his bloodline is impure and he is only a branch of the holy demon clan, the Tianmo clan, his status is also extremely noble. The six high-level demons next to him are all led by him.
Rocco originally wanted to enter the Ten Sects of the Demon Realm through the God-Slaying Conference, but he didn't expect to meet Dark Lingxiao, a pervert who only knew how to kill.
This trap was set by him in order to strike first and kill Dark Lingxiao first.
(End of this chapter)