The three sub-saints entered the eighth floor, allowing Zhaoming to take a deep breath. The two floors were only two meters apart, and they were close to them. The breath could be vaguely felt, and the feeling of oppression came towards us.

"Fire-swallowing demon, you have no place to escape!" A sub-saint couldn't help but launch an attack directly. However, there was a natural Taoist pattern restriction here, and it was impossible to attack Zhaoming at all.

The other two sub-saints did not speak, and used their true energy to resist the repulsive force caused by the flame pattern, and began to try to move towards the ninth level.

The tenth floor is a flame that is stronger than the fire of the Heavenly Spirit. It is said that only the strong Immortal King can master it. In their opinion, Zhaoming's ability to reach the ninth floor is beyond expectations, and it is definitely impossible to enter the tenth floor.

"Fight!" Zhaoming took out the twelfth-grade fire lotus without hesitation. He did nothing but waited for death. He did not have such a habit. Since the twelfth-grade fire lotus can protect him from the power of Guixu, he believes that he can withstand the tenth-level flames.

"A treasure!"

The sub-saints' strong men had a very extraordinary understanding. The breath of the twelve-grade fire lotus hit their souls and recognized them at a glance. In an instant, their eyes turned red.

What is the treasure? It is not only a few of them, but it is definitely rare to see it in life. Even though they are all sub-saints and can dominate the country overseas, they are still only heard of it and never seen.

Now that I finally saw it, I was still in the hands of a Daluo Golden Immortal Cultivator. An unsuppressive thought kept rushing and bursting out.

Before, it was just to eliminate hidden dangers, but now it has completely changed, killing people and catching treasures has become the strongest thought in the hearts of the three sub-saints.

"Fire-swallowing demon, you can't escape!"

His red eyes were like a hungry wolf, and he wanted to swallow Zhaoming directly.

Zhaoming smiled coldly: "I either climb the ladder or die here. You three want to catch me and dream in the daytime."

Then he sent a soft voice: "You two have noticed yourself. If the situation is wrong, you will run away on your own."

Before the two of them could reply, they activated the twelve-grade fire lotus and turned into several meters in a circle. The red light flashed under their feet and jumped straight up.

"Don't try to escape!" A sub-saint shouted loudly and wanted to force himself to rush into the ninth floor. But things were urgent, and haste would not be achieved. This impulse not only failed to rush into the ninth floor. Instead, it was swept by a filter made of flame patterns and directly swept to the bottom of the ladder.

"If you have the kind of pursuit, try it!" Zhao Ming sneered and activated the twelfth-grade fire lotus to fly to the tenth floor.

The tenth floor is a flame that is somewhat similar to the Heavenly Spirit Fire, but is more domineering. Although Zhaoming still can't understand the flame pattern in it, it is not the first time he has seen it.

There is this kind of flame under the Chigang Volcano, which should be the legendary Xuanji Tianhuo. This is the legendary domineering flame second only to the true fire of the sun, but Zhaoming has tried it once under the Chigang with the twelve-grade fire lotus, so it is natural to be sure to get it.

The trouble is that the ladder above the tenth floor seems like chaos, and it doesn’t look like it. Zhaoming has no confidence whether he can safely pass the tenth floor.

The flame patterns intertwined, and when they brushed over the twelve-grade fire lotus, they were successfully blocked outside without being affected. This made Zhaoming breathe a little relieved, but made the eyes of the sub-saints even more fanatical.

It can make the strange power here unable to act, which makes everyone excited. According to legend, there is extremely powerful fire movement magic power at the highest point of the ladder. If you have this treasure, you may be able to reach the top of the ladder.

"Stay for me!" At this time, a sub-saint successfully resolved the resistance of the eighth level, jumped onto the ninth level, raised his hand and killed Zhaoming.

Unfortunately, it was still one step late. A strange flame resolved the attack, and Zhaoming stood on the 12th-grade fire lotus and entered the tenth floor.

"Ah!" The sub-saint roared loudly, extremely unwilling to accept it. The resistance on the ninth level had already made him feel arduous. Not to mention over the resistance on the tenth level, he would probably be burned to ashes directly.

The pursuers were furious, but Zhaoming was also not at ease. The Xuanji Tianhuo was around him. Once the twelve-grade fire lotus was gone, he could easily burn him to nowhere.

There is no immortal king among the pursuers. He stayed at the tenth level without any danger. Unfortunately, he cannot stay for the rest of his life. He has refined less than one level of the twelfth-grade fire lotus. It is innate treasure, and it is extremely powerful. Once used, it is terrifying. His mental power is like flowing water. Even if he has practiced the magic technique, he cannot support it for too long.

The blazing flames, like a tide, constantly impacting the energy restriction of the twelve-grade fire lotus, flashing out a series of patterns, with a terrifying aura that shocked the viewer.

Within a moment, Zhaoming already felt the exhaustion of the soul caused by the loss of mental power.

"Haha, this is the treasure. The consumption is so great that you, the Golden Immortal, can support it." The Asahi, who was swept to the bottom, saw Zhaoming's embarrassment and was immediately overjoyed: "I see how long you can last, I'll wait for you here. Even if you die, this treasure is still there!"

"Then you just wait!" Zhao Ming laughed loudly, and without hesitation, he activated the twelfth-grade fire lotus to pass directly through the tenth floor and enter the eleventh floor. If he fails, he will become a good person. This is his style of conduct.

There are flames that look like chaos between the tenth and the eleventh floors, which makes people unreal. This is why there is no monk who can climb to the eleventh floor.

After passing through the flames that looked like chaotic between the two layers, Zhaoming suddenly realized that it was no longer the stone staircase seen outside. It seemed that he had crossed the boundary of the sky and entered the starry sky universe outside the sky.

Countless flame patterns dance strangely between the starry sky and universe, intertwining each other, building this strange world.

There is no longer that strange repulsion here. The combination of flames and Taoist patterns is like endless waves in the river, pushing the twelve-grade fire lotus to a higher place.

"It's the twelfth floor, my goodness, he has climbed to the twelfth floor!"

A monk exclaimed loudly outside the ladder. The chaotic flames blocked the view, but were not completely invisible. In his eyes, the twelfth-grade fire lotus emitting rolling flames could be seen climbing the twelfth level stairs and heading to a higher place.

"It's the thirteenth floor!"

“Fourteenth floor…”

"Oh my God... it's fifteenth floor!"

Zhaoming was on the ladder and no longer knew what was going on outside. He only felt like he was riding a small boat and moving forward in the vast starry sky. The wonder of the universe and the greatness of the world seemed to be in front of him at this moment.

"It turns out that this is the way it looks on the ladder, which is incredible!" Sun Jiuyang stretched out his head from Zhaoming's chest and kept shaking his head: "This is definitely not something left by a powerful man. Only Pangu can do it. This must be a thing that existed since the beginning of the world."

Lihua looked around and didn't move for a while before she said to herself: "Why do I feel that the energy of heaven and earth around me is like paintings demonstrating something?"

As soon as these words were said, Zhaoming's heart moved, and he also felt that the flame patterns seemed a little strange. After Li Hua reminded him, he felt that the flame patterns were dancing in a very regular manner, as if they were performing something.

At this time, due to the different surrounding environment, it was like the influence of the power of the heaven, earth and the universe. The twelve-grade fire lotus began to activate on its own, and Zhaoming did not need to spend too much mental power.

Looking at the trajectory of the surrounding flame patterns, Zhaoming had several thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally slowly raised his hand, and flame patterns flew out from his fingers.

Taking the palm as the universe and the flame pattern as the brush, Zhaoming carefully realized the magic of the flame pattern in the starry sky universe, and then talked about many insights and painted them in the palm of his hand.

This place is like walking in the garden, and outside the ladder it seems like the soup is boiling in the fire.

"It's fifty floor, and this fire-swallowing demon has actually reached the fifty floor, which is unbelievable."

"As rumored, a powerful man climbed the ladder a million years ago, but that man was at least at the Immortal King realm, so he could do it."

Zhaoming was riding the twelve-grade fire lotus, rising slowly on the ladder like stars. In this moment, he had reached more than fifty levels. It made countless monks envious and even more jealous of countless monks.

"The rumors are all false!" said a middle-aged monk who must be quite a young class, "Million years ago, I watched the man forcibly climbing the ladder. Unlike this fire-swalking demon, the man did not rely on his fire-swalking skills to achieve it, but forced to fight with his strength."

"Can the ladder be forced to hit the ladder with strength?" someone asked in surprise.

The middle-aged monk shook his head: "I thought this place had to be understood to pass, but that man told me with his strength that it was not the case. Although that man was just a flash in Yanzhou, he was famous in the prehistoric continent. The name of the world's demon king has made countless strong men sigh until now."

"Demon King... the one who fought against the Demon King back then, and now another demon clan is climbing the ladder. Could it be that this ladder appeared for the demon clan?" A cultivator of the immortal clan said unwillingly.

No one can answer him, but that's the truth. Both of them climbed the ladder and were demons.

"Sixty floors!"

"It's seventyth floor..."

"Oh my God, it's eighty level. Could it be that this fire-swallowing demon is really going to reach the top today?"

Zhaoming's speed was getting faster and faster. Within a moment, he had reached the eighty level high, and the ninety-ninth level was right in front of him.

At this moment, a large number of monks sighed loudly as if they were boiling, while the three sub-saints had a pale face and looked unwilling. In their opinion, everything was just a little short of getting it because of the twelve-grade fire lotus, and the person who climbed the ladder was himself.

Zhaoming was completely unaware of the situation outside. He was completely fascinated by the flame patterns in the starry sky universe, as if he was immersed in fine wine and could not extricate himself.

The flame patterns on the palm of the palm danced faster and faster, like a graceful woman dancing there.

The more you understand, the faster the twelve-grade fire lotus will advance.
Chapter completed!