Chapter 515

"Blood devil Tiangong, blood god falls!"

Xiao Jian suddenly whispered, his frozen body suddenly rose in blood, and a palpitating breath quietly emerged. The ice crystals floating in the whole space seemed to be pressed the pause key, instantly stationary, and then wiped out by this breath.

After Xiao Jian's death, a shadow suddenly appeared. The shadow was covered with blood color, as if it had been killed countless times. Strands of blood killing gas drifted away from the shadow body. That power directly affected the surrounding environment. The ice crystal lotus on the surface of the ladder was contaminated and turned into a blood like crimson color, but this crimson blood color spread quietly.

From a distance, it is very strange, as if countless blood colored roses are quietly blooming in the ice crystals all over the sky, which is weird and beautiful.

A moment later, the bloody shadow turned into a streamer and disappeared into the ice sculpture dyed crimson.

Click! Click!

In the quiet space, there was a crisp sound like a broken mirror. I saw that the ice crystals on Xiao Jian's body were rapidly broken inch by inch. One arm suddenly stretched out and shook it violently. The bloody breath rippled. The broken ice crystals turned into powder in the blink of an eye and dispersed with the wind.

The bitter cold on the second step could no longer affect Xiao Jian. No matter how cold it was, it could not stop him.

The corners of Xiao Chien's mouth stirred a radian. Under great pressure and the sudden falling ice crystals, he stepped firmly and steadily towards the front and went straight to the third floor of the ladder.

Sure enough, the pressure on the third layer doubled again, and the force of 300 times pressed down. Xiao Jian's waist bent slightly, and immediately straightened like a gun again. His bones creaked and his muscles trembled instinctively.

Then, the wide white jade steps turned into a light green color, and an inexplicable wind roared. Then, thousands of wind blades were formed in this space. The wind blades were several feet long, haunting the light green color, and a sharp breath spread, which made the skin on Xiao Jian's face tingle.

Xiao Jian instinctively felt that these wind blades, even one of them, were enough to break the defense of experts in the golden pill realm. The vigorous wind seemed to drill into people's pores and destroy the body directly from inside to outside.

However, in the state of Xiao Jian's blood god descending, he didn't feel too much pressure. The smell of killing lingered. He was as fierce as a knife and scattered all the wind blades in front of him. No matter how close he was, he could only be completely destroyed.

This is the domineering place of the blood devil Tiangong. At the beginning, he wasted a lot of strength, used the ancient sword of heaven punishment and many cards, and then killed the blood devil son of the blood devil hall, got this immortal Tiangong and was wanted by the nine circles of the blood devil hall. Now think about it, I'm really grateful.

The blood god came down, Shura came, and walked invincible in the world. This was a famous saying among the monks at that time. However, even the wanted orders issued by those forces could not help him. I dare ask who was his enemy when Heaven punished him at that time?

Xiao Jian's whole body was full of killing breath, and the blood light was surging. All the light green blades were broken and scattered, which could not hinder him at all. In a moment, he came to the ladder on the fourth floor.

The pressure doubled again, which made him feel that his body was as heavy as a mountain, and it was very hard to lift his feet. At the moment, the steps were turned into dark purple.

The ladder on the fourth floor was filled with a strong smell of thunder and lightning. Countless thunder nets covered the whole sky, and thunder snakes swept out one by one, emitting frightening waves of destruction.

The thunder and light crisscrossed. Since Xiao gradually stepped in, the thunder and lightning gathered more and more. Finally, it seemed to form a dark purple thunder pool, and the center of the thunder pool was where Xiao Jian was located. The thunder light spread wildly towards the center.

"The power of thunder and lightning is really interesting. With the natural material and earth treasure Lei Lingzhi bred in thunder, what can this degree of thunder and lightning do to me?"

Xiao Jian smiled softly, and the light in his hand flashed. A dark jade like palm sized Lei Lingzhi appeared. The purple light on the surface of Lei Lingzhi swung gently, and all the lightning that hit him was swallowed by the purple light, and finally fell into the jade like Lingzhi.

The power of thunder and lightning on the fourth step could not be contaminated by Xiao Jian, but Lei Lingzhi, who continued to devour the power of thunder and lightning, seemed more and more divine.

In this way, Xiao gradually stepped on the fifth floor. The steps on the fifth floor were the light yellow power of the earth. After giving full play to the power of blood god, he came out of the place surrounded by thick soil and came to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is a piece of emerald green, which is the power of extremely pure wood. The whole steps are green, and the thick vines of buckets extend like winding dragons. Seeds germinate and grow rapidly in front of Xiao Jian, until they evolve into towering giant trees. That kind of shadow obscures the sky and makes a shadow in the steps on the sixth floor.

At the moment, the force on Xiao Jian doubled again, reaching an extremely terrible level. Suddenly, his body was stunned, his bones were pressed crisp, as if they would be pressed into powder at any time, and his pace obviously stopped, his forehead was sweating, and his breathing became heavy. Obviously, his limit was approaching.

Under this huge pressure, Xiao Jian's blood devil Tiangong was madly urged. The originally stagnant dark Qi in his body seemed to surge instinctively. Bones, muscles, meridians and skin were all fighting against this force. On the sixth floor, he suddenly felt a sense of unsustainability, which made him very uncomfortable.

The sky blood light surging on the body surface also suddenly darkened for a few minutes, and the blood lines all over the body also subsided. This power seems to be far beyond the range that the golden elixir realm can bear, but Xiao Jian still bears it, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Moreover, Xiao Jian noticed a very dangerous breath on the steps covered by the power of wood. He could clearly feel that the bloody murderous gas emitted by his body at the moment was being swallowed up by the giant trees and vines. The blood red light was extinguished a little bit. This sixth floor really has a special strangeness.

If it weren't for Xiao Chien's overbearing killing breath, I'm afraid those strange vines and the huge tree would directly attack him. However, even if there is a sense of peace now, the power is constantly absorbed, but it can't be stopped. I'm afraid he will be swallowed up by the power of wood in a short time.

Facing such a dilemma, and the body has reached its limit, how to deal with it.