After Annihilation, the others also found their opponents to challenge one after another. After half a day, all the challenges ended. There were only twelve people left on the extremely wide square, still standing on them. The others, except for one who was lucky enough to die, were all killed by the winner of the challenge. The cruelty of the battle can be seen.

Among the remaining twelve people, the battle of several people moved Yan Tian quite. The first commander of the Demon Armor Army, Xiao Demon, killed his opponent with just one punch. Yang Xiao and Yan Tian did not even understand how he killed his opponent. When the two fought, Yang Xiao's opponent only released the heart of Taoism, and then his face was pale, blood was overflowing, and then he was directly erased, looking extremely strange.

There is another person, the sword-like cultivator beside Yan Tian, ​​who is like a sword and sword. He only releases the sword energy and loses his own way to ask for advice. He is willing to withdraw from the challenge and become the only living loser.

As for the others, although they were very strong, they did not attract much attention from Yan Tian. Only these three people, Yan Tian could not even see the reality of the truth.

The countless people around were also extremely excited, especially the battle between these three people shocked them, and the three of them undoubtedly became the most attention.

At this moment, the twelve winners gathered in the middle of the square. The middle-aged man in the high platform looked far away. Suddenly, his hands condensed, and suddenly, ten magic lights turned into long rainbows and headed in ten directions, like ten magic bridges.

Then, the middle-aged man looked solemn and said loudly: "I would like to invite the sect leaders of the Eight Sects, the King of the Demon Armor Army, and the Sect Master of the Demon Sect!"

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, the crowd felt his blood boiling. Everyone knew very well what these ten people meant.

I saw figures appearing on the nine demon bridges at the same time, from far to near, and instantly came to my eyes. There was more than one person on each demon bridge. They naturally had the right to bring their disciples to come. Among them, on the demon bridge where the Sect Master of the Demon Yang Sect was located, the figure of the young sect leader Yang Yaotian was there.

Not long after, more than a dozen figures appeared on the nine magic bridges, standing in the nine corners of the huge square. On the magic bridge, there was another demonic energy that penetrated into the ground, leaving the magic bridge and the void standing there.

"Please ask the Master Zhantian!" More than a dozen figures bowed slightly to the last magic bridge at the same time. At the same time, everyone around them also stood up, their eyes were hot. There, two figures slowly stepped forward, which was inconsistent with Zhantian's domineeringness. There was no breath on both of them.

The middle-aged man in front of this magic bridge was wearing a yellow robe, with long hair tied up, and smiling eyes, which seemed to be extremely friendly, without the domineering and coldness of the magic. However, although the man beside him had no breath, he seemed to have an inexplicable aura, coldness and coldness, giving people a sense of depression. This temperament was actually somewhat similar to Yan Tian.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe was the leader of the Demon Sect of the Demon Sect, and the contemporary Demon Sect saw him nodding slightly to everyone with a smile, then looked at the twelve people in the middle of the huge square, and smiled and said, "The second round, it can begin!"

The middle-aged man on the high platform nodded when he heard the words of Zhan Tian, ​​and said, "In the second round, the six people who stepped on the magic bridge were the first to pass through the magic bridge, advanced."

After saying that, the middle-aged hands condensed again. Countless magic lights appeared on the ten magic bridges, gathering in front of the twelve people in the center. Suddenly, the magic bridge that ran through the heaven and earth suddenly appeared. This magic bridge was ten meters wide and ten thousand meters high. There were layers of steps on it that could be stepped up step by step. Around the magic bridge was shrouded in a layer of faint magic light, covering the magic bridge.

The moment the Magic Bridge appeared, a moment later, many people climbed up the Magic Bridge, with a very fast speed, but when they reached a thousand meters, their bodies stopped slightly, and then many people slowed down. However, one person still had more than one person, and he quickly moved up to a height of five thousand meters. His body was directly rebounded, and blood sprinkled, returning directly to the bottom of the Magic Bridge.

Yan Tian did not act immediately. How could this magic bridge be too easy to climb? Not far beside him, Xiaomo stepped on the magic bridge, and the demonic energy trembled. Then, the sound of the demon jumping continued to sound. Xiaomo stepped out step by step, and all stepped up the demon ladder. It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he had already reached a thousand meters away.

Yan Tian raised his foot and took a step towards the magic bridge. Suddenly, a faint pressure came, but this pressure was still too weak.

As he stepped on his feet, the feeling of oppression gradually became stronger. Yan Tian felt it slightly, his body suddenly flashed, and instantly, he rose to a thousand meters. Here, the feeling of oppression of the demonic energy had already made Yan Tian, ​​who was relaxing all over his body feel a little pressure.

At this moment, the Owl Demon had risen to a land of five thousand meters, still maintaining an even speed, step by step, and the demonic energy was scattered.

"Momentum!" Yan Tian's expression slightly condensed, his body flashed again, and rushed out quickly. The next moment, his body had reached a land of five thousand meters. At this moment, the demonic energy in front of him squeezed towards him, extremely strong. Stepping upwards, the force of the demonic energy squeezing was even stronger. Even Yan Tian could clearly feel that the demonic energy in the sky was pressing down with a special rhythm.

The demonic energy stepped forward again, and Yan Tian's expression suddenly condensed. The demonic energy not only did not become a helping force, but instead pressed himself with a strong rebound energy. Moreover, as the demonic energy he released increased, the elasticity became stronger and stronger. At this time, Yan Tian also understood how the man was bounced back to the ground and even injured.

With the devil energy restrained, Yan Tian's eyes became serious and stepped forward again. At this moment, the demon had risen to the seven thousand meters of the magic bridge, and still stepped one step at a time. His power was extremely strong, just like the previous round of punches to kill his opponent, this power was terrifying. However, Yan Tian and the dragon's body were perfectly matched. If he practiced the Antian Demon Art, how could the power be weak? After a while, Yan Tian rushed to the eight thousand meters in one breath.

There were only two people left above the Eight Thousand-Mid-Dimen Bridge, one of which was the Owl Demon, and the other was a man in silver. His face turned red, but he still stepped forward firmly.

Taking a deep breath, Yantian closed his eyes and quietly felt the oppression, just like the attack of the waves. At this moment, he did not rise a step, and the pressure doubled. Yantian, he wanted to control this rhythm.

After a while, Yan Tian opened his eyes and raised his steps again. Every step was extremely firm. After a while, the Owl Demon had reached the top of the Magic Bridge and became the first person to step on the Magic Bridge. Yan Tian had reached a land of 9,500 meters, with only the last five hundred meters left. The oppression power at this moment rose to the extreme.

At this moment, at the bottom of the Demon Bridge, two figures, Yang Xiao, the Demon Sect of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Sword-Ru Man, finally moved.

Yang Xiao's eyes flashed, and then turned into a magic light and stepped forward. The speed was extremely fast. When the vast demonic energy encountered his body, it changed its direction of flow and scattered towards both sides of him, making his eyes tremble.

One of the ten demon bridges, the sect leader of the Demon Sect of the Demon Sect showed a smile on his face when he saw this scene, while the eight Demon Sect leaders and the King of the Demon Armor Army were all shocked.

However, the moment Yang Xiao stepped onto the demon bridge, the sword-like man also moved. A silver-white light appeared on his body, and then floated towards the sky. His eyes were still closed. The silver-white light was like an invincible sword, cutting the space, and the rolling demonic energy gave way to him. His speed was not slower than Yang Xiao. The two of them rose together, as if comparing.

On the ten magic bridges, the nine sect masters and the King of the Demon Armor Army, their eyes condensed at this moment, revealing a look of shock. This man is so strong!

Two streams of light attracted everyone's gaze in an instant, five thousand meters, eight thousand meters, nine thousand meters, and arrived in an instant.

"Get out!" A cold shout sounded, and Yantian's expression slowly stepped forward condensed. The person who spoke was a sword-like man. At this moment, he was still in the same position as Yang Xiao, and Yantian just blocked his way forward.

With a cold expression, Yan Tian continued to step out without moving at all. The eyes of the sword-like man suddenly opened. At this moment, Yan Tian clearly felt it as if an extremely sharp sword stabbed him, stinging pain.

The wind blew by, and the man's eyes were like swords. When he turned slightly and walked around Yan Tian, ​​his eyes swept coldly on Yan Tian's body. Binghan said: "The next round, you will die!"

After saying that, he was like a sharp sword again, heading forward and a moment later, reaching the top, but Yang Xiao had already arrived one step ahead of him.

Yan Tian's expression condensed, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

"Interesting, someone can compete with Yang Xiao!" A glimmer flashed in his eyes in the middle-aged man on the platform, and he whispered, and the crowds on the ten magic bridges all had this idea.

At this time, the demon Xiao, Yang Xiao, and the sword-like man arrived at the top one after another. The performance of the three of them was greatly shocked. After them, Yan Tian stopped there, not far beside him, another demon monk with a firm expression and continued to step forward. As for the others, they had not even reached an eight thousand meters of space.

"Yang Dingtian, according to you, the final winner this time will still be Yang Xiao, a man from the Demon Sect who killed the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the sword-like man." On a demon bridge, Xiao Ying, the leader of the Dao Demon Sect, asked Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Demon Yang Sect.

Yang Dingtian glanced at Xiao Ying, then his eyes fell on Yan Tian and said indifferently: "I think neither of them can win."

"Oh?" Xiao Ying looked at Yan Tian with a moment, following Yang Dingtian's gaze, and then smiled and said, "Don't you think this person would hope. Do you think he can still get up at this last fifty meters away?"

"Of course!" Yang Dingtian responded with certainty without even looking at Xiao Ying.

"Haha, Yang Dingtian, let's bet on whether this person can step on the top of this magic bridge." Xiao Ying's eyes flashed and she smiled.

"If he goes up, you give me the broken Taoist fan, what?" Yang Dingtian looked at Xiao Ying and sneered.

Xiao Ying's expression froze, stared at Yang Dingtian in a daze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "What if he hadn't arrived?"

"I will give you the Demon Yang Devouring Method." Yang Dingtian's expression was calm, which made Xiao Ying stunned again, and a light flashed in his eyes, changing unstable.

"What, don't you dare?" Yang Dingtian saw Xiao Ying hesitating, smiled coldly, and said mockingly.

"Hmph, why don't you dare!" Xiao Ying's eyes flashed with a sneer and replied.

"Okay, Master Zhantian, please give us a testimony, how about it?" Yang Yaotian suddenly bowed slightly to Zhantian on another magic bridge when he heard Xiao Ying's words and said.

At this moment, the rest of the people from the Magic Bridge looked at these two people and made such a heavy bet. They all showed interesting expressions and discussed with each other whether Yantian could pass through the last fifty meters. Although the fifty meters were short, every step of the fifty meters would be greatly pressured and superimposed exponentially. If the demonic energy was used, it would be even more difficult to step on the last fifty meters than to step on the 9,950 meters in front.

"Okay!" Zhan Tian smiled and nodded, showing a deep smile, and everyone's eyes fell on Yan Tian!

PS: Sweat, at the beginning of the moon, there were only zero flowers and zero eggs. Can it be even more miserable? Seeing the flowers, all the strength in my body was gone!
Chapter completed!