This is different from the dimness of the first five floors, but a different kind of picture, the entire sixth floor, like a bright mountain of flames, blazing temperature, baking this world.

A straight path of red flames led to a huge mountain peak like a furnace in front of it, and wisps of primordial soul flames rose out of the magma fields on both sides of the road, as if even the space had become virtual because of the blazing temperature.

Near the foot of the volcano on the Route of Flames, three figures sat cross-legged, their faces tense and staring at each other.

"Brother Han, Brother Zhou, the first place has been decided, now we should decide the second or third place. Zheng Hao, who was wrapped in a black brocade robe, looked at Han Yun and Zhou Yingxu with his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Han Yun and Zhou Yingxu glanced at each other, and then nodded, Chiffon is close to the strength of the middle stage, and they boast that they are invincible, so they will not be able to compete for the first place, and they don't want to compete for it, all the three of them want is to enter the second or third place.

The first five layers were simply no pressure on them, but this sixth layer was different, its difficulty level was like a heaven and an underground compared to the previous layers, and the soul pressure obstacle was almost geometrically increased.

With the strength of the three of them, it is already their limit to be able to go to the foot of this flame mountain, the three of them are almost the same, and they are at the same level if they go up, it is difficult to compare the high and low, it is better to use the remaining strength at the foot of the mountain to determine the second or third place.

The three of them also know this.

"Three to one, who will go out?" Han Yun smiled, looked at the two of them, and said softly with a little playfulness, who wants to go out?

Even if there was a two-in-three chance, they wouldn't dare to be careless, and no one wanted to be that third.

However, these three people did not fight at first, they all sat quietly and looked at each other, if the four people are still good to say, two by two, to decide the winner, but how should these three people face each other, if it is a duel between two and two, then there must be one person vacant, and when the two are exhausted, the empty one person comes out to clean up the mess and make a yellow finch, isn't that a dowry for people? Although they are not afraid of each other, but if they lose like this, it is inevitable that they will be a little unwilling in their hearts.

The silence lasted for a few moments, only to be broken by a cheer.

"What are you waiting for?" The voice fell, Zheng Hao's eyes condensed, and his heart mentioned, the majestic Yuan Soul waves surged out from the center of his eyebrows, hovering above his head, and the ferocious momentum actually extinguished the nearby Yuan Soul flames, and the Yuan Soul waves were formed, which were surging towards the two people in front of him.

"Hehe, Brother Zheng is still so anxious. ”

Han Yun narrowed his eyes, although he was smiling, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, his sleeve robe shook at the ripples of the Yuan Soul that rushed in, and the cloud soul that had already been condensed suddenly shot out, blocking it.

"Soul Chasing Sword!"

Zhou Xu on the side also snorted coldly, and the surging Yuan Soul quickly drilled out of his eyebrows, and above his head, it gathered into a short Yuan Soul short sword.

The dagger is small, but it is so powerful that it cannot be underestimated.

The short sword was formed, and under its light drink, it seemed to pierce the void, and it was impossible to see its traces like a ghost, and quickly cut the oncoming Yuan Soul ripples into pieces.

After doing this, in the next second, the Yuan Soul Short Sword suddenly appeared in front of Han Yun again, stabbing at Han Yun's eyebrows like lightning.

"Quenching knives!"

Looking at the Yuan Soul short sword that was constantly expanding in his pupils, the stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows made Han Yun's face tighten, and he immediately screamed, and a Yuan Soul Chopping Horse Long Knife appeared quickly, and slashed down at the Yuan Soul short sword that was close at hand.

"Hum. ”

The swords collided violently, but there was no sound at all, some were just the ripples of the Yuan Soul caused by the collision, spreading in a circle, and some were the humming sound in the soul consciousness of the two.

Seeing this, Zheng Hao also chuckled, his eyes slowly closed, and a fierce aura also emerged.

Above his head, the Yuan Soul Sea waves were turbulent, frantically surging, shaking the surrounding Yuan Soul Flames, and in the majestic Yuan Soul waves, there seemed to be this whirlpool, and the surrounding Yuan Soul Flames were strangely sucked in, quickly converging here.

On the other side, Han Yun and the two, who were fighting fiercely, also noticed the abnormality, and both stopped, looking towards the Yuan Soul Flame Vortex that had formed with a hint of palpitation in their eyes.

At the end of their eyes, in the vortex of the primordial soul flames, there was a dragon-shaped spear, meandering, flowing with luster, like a heavenly dragon, when the dragon-shaped spear appeared, the space around it seemed to collapse, and a black hole was actually imprinted, which was particularly conspicuous in the surrounding fiery space.

"Advanced Soul Technique?"

Seeing the power emanating from the dragon-shaped spear that was formed, Han Yun and Zhou promised the two, and suddenly exclaimed in shock, their faces full of horror.

Soul skills are the same as true arts, there are also grades, and the true art of the mortal spirit path saint immortal, the grade of soul skills corresponds to its realm, divided into primary, real, spirit and other grades.

Han Yun and the others only cultivated a grade of a primary soul technique, while Zheng Hao used a high-level soul technique, the gap between them can be imagined, they can be sure that none of them can take this blow, if they are accidentally hit, I am afraid it will not taste good.

"Shoot together and kick Zheng Hao out. ”

Han Yun glanced at Zhou Xu with a gloomy face, and then turned his gaze to the dragon-shaped spear in front of him, flowing with a thick color of jealousy.

Hearing this, Zhou Yingxu also nodded with a heavy face, and then his mind moved, and the Yuan Soul Short Sword turned to the side, and aimed at Zheng Hao with the quenching knife.

Halfway up the mountain in the distance, the tall and thin figure who was still climbing up also stopped at this moment, looking at this scene at the foot of the mountain, it seemed that he was not interested.

"Brother Zheng, don't blame us for bullying more and less, just because your soul skills are much higher than ours, you have to do it as a last resort. Han Yun said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, hit that so much nonsense. Zheng Hao's complexion also changed, he snorted coldly, and said that he didn't think that after he used a real-level high-level soul skill, he would be spearheaded by these two people, which was a bit troublesome.

When the words fell, the latter's eyes suddenly froze, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he pointed to the two people not far away, and suddenly shouted: "Dragon Soul Gun." ”

Above his head, the spear roared, the dragon soul raised its head, and the dragon soul spear was like a long dragon, tearing through the space and blasting at the sword in front of him.

For a while, swords and spears collided with each other, fighting together, the fierce Yuan Soul fought, the waves stirred around, and the surrounding Yuan Soul flames also quickly retreated, forming a flame battle circle, surrounding the three of them from afar.

Outside the tower, everyone was also in an uproar when they saw Han Yun and the two joining forces to deal with Zheng Hao, they didn't expect this to be the result.

"I didn't expect Zheng Hao to have a high-level soul technique, which is a bit surprising. ”

"En, it's true that the power of a high-level soul skill is not comparable to a beginner's level, but it is also because of this that Zheng Hao will be jointly dealt with by Han Yun and Zhou Yingxu, so even if his soul skill is a high-level soul skill, the situation is not optimistic. ”

Hearing the old man's pertinent comment, everyone also nodded and agreed, facing the two of them, and they still have the same strength, even if the soul skill is higher than the other party, it is not easy to deal with.

Don't forget, whether it is a soul technique or a true technique, the higher the grade, the more powerful it will be, and the greater its consumption, if it continues like this, it will be defeated by those two, and Zheng Hao will also be exhausted due to excessive consumption of the Yuan Soul.

Han Yun also knew this in their hearts, so in the joint attack of the two, they did not take a sharp offensive, but planned to consume the opponent to death.

Li Xuemei looked at the Yuan Soul Mirror Curtain, and when she watched the battle of the three people, her eyes unconsciously glanced in the direction of the side.

There, the young man's figure walked slowly, and not far in front of him, there was a wall of primordial souls, which was the entrance to the sixth floor.

"Wu Ming, come on..."