Li Wuxian's palm was placed on top of the iron cable, and a little under his feet, and the whole person swept upward.

There are steps here every hundred zhang to rest, Li Wuxian is really full of energy, and he doesn't need to rest, and the speed is very fast.

Unlike Li Wuxian, the old man with different pupils was not slow or hurried, and he was left behind by Li Wuxian after a short time.

After climbing and leaping like this, after three hours, Li Wuxian rose for hundreds of miles, much faster than waiting for idle warriors to gallop on the flat road.

And at this time, the top of the mountain is impressively in sight.

It is said that it is a holy mountain close to the heavenly dome, but there will be an end, Li Wuxian roughly estimated that this mountain is about more than 700 miles high, and it is really the only one seen in his life!

At the top of the mountain, there is a huge platform. Li Wuxian was surprised to find that this place had been cut off by a powerful cultivator with an extremely strong cultivation and turned into a platform with a radius of more than thirty miles.

The platform is not large, and a radius of thirty miles is equivalent to the size of a small village and town. But when I think about it, it's seven hundred miles high, and I can't help but feel the power of the platform maker of the Holy Mountain!

As for the Blood Demon Tower, it is located in the middle of the platform.

The volume of this tower, dozens of times larger than the tower of ordinary human beings, the bottom of the tower occupies an area of several miles, there are 19 floors high, each layer is more than 10 zhang high, the tower is eight-sided, the whole body is dark red and purple and black staggered, from time to time you can see that there is electric light in the appearance of the tower is uncertain. If you look closely, it turns out that this place is too high, and the thunder and lightning in the clouds in the sky will unconsciously converge to the spire.

If this tower is seen in other places, it will definitely have a certain visual impact, but everyone who comes here, everyone has seen the holy mountain high above, and has experienced the blood mist that suppresses the divine consciousness and physical body, so they are not too surprised by this blood demon tower.

"The Blood Demon Tower was built at such a high place!"

"Naturally, it should be high, this is where my generation of cultivators should come!"

"I hope this time, I can become a magic general. ”

Next to Li Wuxian, there were many cultivators who had just come up whispering, and these people did not lower their voices. Many of them exude the smell of blood.

It can be said that if you can go up to the holy mountain seven or eight miles high, these people have some doorways.

Li Wuxian didn't delay and walked directly towards the Blood Demon Tower.

Expectedly, someone should be blocking the entrance, charging fees or testing qualifications or something, but they didn't.

On the contrary, as soon as he entered, several bewitching Terran and Demon Clan women tried to get close to Li Wuxian and kept wincing at him.

These demon clans all have cultivation in their bodies, and Li Wuxian's divine sense swept away, and he found that there were women with the strength of the Martial Sect among them.

A woman sent a message to Li Wuxian: "What a handsome Lang Jun, are you interested in having a drink with me?"

There was even a demon woman who took the initiative to speak, "Childe, as soon as the slave family saw you, this heart trembled, and my body kept heating up, I don't know what's wrong, Childe will help me take a look, okay?"

Frankly, these women are quite attractive. However, Li Wuxian was not interested, he walked away, and some of those women wanted to block the way, but unconsciously found that they were left by Li Wuxian, and they couldn't help but be secretly annoyed.

Li Wuxian's pace, how could a cultivator like them be able to stop it?

Wearing flowers and willows all the way, Li Wuxian had the illusion of entering the Qinglou.

Suddenly—

A rough voice came: "Xiao Langjun, don't you want to get it?"

Li Wuxian found a huge shadow blocking his way.

A troll woman who was three times his size was looking at Li Wuxian with a smile on her face.

This troll's body was like the bark of an old tree, and his muscles were high and bulging, and Rao felt his heart tremble with Li Wuxian's powerful physique!

Seeing that the trolls blocked Li Wuxian's way, two more barbarian demon prostitutes ran over!

"Do you want a different taste?" "My barbarian demon clan has its own inside, which is very different from the human race and the demon race!"

Li Wuxian was silent, his face was pale, he glanced at the barbarian woman, and felt his scalp tingle.

The women's blue skin, although they did not have developed muscles, but their faces were three points larger than the foot basin, and they were really "like a full moon"! What was even more terrifying was that these women's faces were still piled with thick rouge gouache, falling down as they spoke.

"There is no blessing. ”

Li Wuxian held back his nausea, waved his hand, and fled with his steps.

Seeing that Li Wuxian didn't understand the amorous feelings, those demon women snorted coldly a few times, and then switched to other male cultivators.

Li Wuxian didn't go far, and when he saw an elegant son of the human race, he walked straight to the demon prostitute, and after a few words of conversation, the two got tired of being together and entered a small passage.

"Heavy taste! This person is crazy!" Li Wuxian scolded in his heart.

Next, a few slender demon men held hands and successfully ......

This situation is not just one case, I have seen a lot, and Li Wuxian also understands a little reason. This place is in a precarious battle all year round, and the cultivators don't know if they will be alive the next day, all they can do is to keep killing in the Blood Demon Tower, absorbing the evil qi of others, and improving themselves.

This kind of oppressive life is pathological, and in such a life all year round, people's personality and behavior will inevitably be abnormal!

Li Wuxian was patient, dodged a few more waves of "flattering eyes", left the public area, and entered the central area of the Blood Demon Tower.

That's the real killing ground, the dueling arena.

There was a guard outside the venue, and the caretaker pointed to the regulations written on the wall in the three ethnic scripts, and said miserably: "Boy, if you see it clearly, you will go in again, violating the rules will kill you." ”

The caretaker was a red-haired man, who looked like a hybrid of the demon clan and the demon clan, with a demonic aura rippling all over his body, and he was a martial sect-level cultivator.

Every gatekeeper has this strength, and this is only the first layer of the Blood Demon Tower.

Li Wuxian glanced at the regulations, there were many details in the regulations, some of them were very ruthless, such as as in the venue, if the cultivator died, all the items on his body belonged to the victor, and if the victor did not want it, it would belong to the organization of the Blood Demon Tower. There is also a regulation, the corpses of dead cultivators belong to the Blood Demon Tower, and they are not allowed to collect corpses.

Li Wuxian guessed that it was estimated that the Blood Demon Tower should have relevant demonic cultivation, which required the physical bodies of different cultivators.

Li Wuxian didn't care about this, and walked straight in.

The guard looked at Li Wuxian's back, and said with his companion with a smile: "Another person who thinks he is a genius, how many floors can we bet he can go up this time?"

His companion smiled and said: "Terran, the breath is average, at most it is a demon general-level cultivation, at most five layers!"

The guard smiled, "Okay, bet! I'm betting that he can go above the fifth floor."

......

Entering the internal fighting arena, Li Wuxian had a full view, which was very similar to some rings.

In the middle is a huge platform with a protective shield made of magic patterns, and the platform is the stand, and many spectators sit in the stands, a scene of commotion and noise.

It is not quite accurate to say that it is a commotion, and the spectators here have a kind of perverted madness, and they shout loudly, and the sound shakes the house.

"Look at the move!"

In the stands, a demon male cultivator, holding a huge hammer at this time, smashed it on the knife of a human swordsman with a bang.

The Terran was invincible, and retreated.

"Hahahaha, it's too weak~~~" The demon clan was unforgiving, and roared again and smashed over.

The Terran cultivator seemed to be at the end of the crossbow, and his whole body was full of breath, but he couldn't hold the knife, and the knife in his hand was shaken away.

When!

After the knife landed, the Terran man seemed to want to escape, but the demon cultivator stepped on the Terran chest and trampled the Terran cultivator under his feet.

"Inferior waste, die!" The demon cultivator's face was full of murderous aura, and he didn't talk nonsense at this time, and he raised his sledgehammer and fell. With this hammer, the Terran man is almost certain to die!

But no one would be willing to die here, and the Terran man rose to the occasion and raised his arm to block. The clatter continued, and his arms were smashed into a pile of minced flesh, and half of his face was gone. The demon man laughed endlessly, picked up the sledgehammer, and greeted the audience, looking forward to it.

The audience applauded.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Li Wuxian's divine sense moved, and he looked at the stage, and he found that the Terran cultivator's aura seemed to have changed somewhat.

And this scene, everyone present didn't seem to notice, the next moment, I saw that the Terran man suddenly bounced up, his legs were dexterous like hands, and he grabbed the neck of the demon clan, and then his body twisted, and his legs set off a violent wind, only to hear a stabbing sound, the neck of the demon cultivator was torn off!

The situation reversed, and this scene made the spectators stunned, and then applauded.

Those who bet and gamble are sad and joyful, and they feel that they are scolding endlessly, and those who think they will lose are celebrated.

There were even prostitutes who mingled in the arena and opened their thighs to those who won money in exchange for money. And those cultivators who suddenly found themselves winning the money in a reversal laughed loudly in front of the public, stripped off their waists, and entered their bodies......

A crowd of demons dancing wildly.

In the gladiatorial arena, the terran man who had won a miserable victory looked down at the headless demon man, looked around the field again, and then looked at his broken arm, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with only half of his mouth, which became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a hoarse laugh.

At this time, Li Wuxian saw that the dead demon cultivator emitted a trace of dark red aura on his body.

After that aura left the demon cultivator, it directly entered the body of the human cultivator.

Is this absorbing the other party's evil qi deprivation and absorbing the other party's cultivation?

Li Wuxian looked at the Terran man's face intoxicated, and seemed to enjoy it very much, and after a while, the man's severed arm gradually grew......

"The strong eat the weak, and all living beings are Gu!" Li Wuxian said secretly.

It's a place made to kill!

Just after the Terran cultivators on the stage had absorbed the evil qi, the magic pattern circle on the platform opened an opening, and another demon walked in.

The demon clan is three meters long, with two horns on its head, and armor all over its body, like a giant beast in the wilderness, its breath is stronger than that of a dead demon, and it holds an iron rod that is almost as thick as an ordinary person's thigh.

He pointed an iron rod at the Terran cultivator who had just won a tragic victory and said, "Mole ant, you are dead!!

Li Wuxian frowned, feeling a little strange, what kind of rule is this?

Is it an endless challenge?

He looked around and found that under the platform of the gladiatorial arena, there was a text written on the rules: the first floor must win three games in a row to be eligible to go to the second floor, and those who come to the stage must either win three games or die, and if anyone quits halfway, the management of the Blood Demon Tower has the right to deprive the violator of the life of the rule......

I see, that is to say, Fang Cai, a Terran cultivator, has to win two more games before he is allowed to leave.

Li Wuxian sighed secretly in his heart, this human cultivator was bound to die.

At this time, a woman approached Li Wuxian with a drink: "Friend of the human race, buy a bar for only twenty gold coins?"

Li Wuxian looked at the woman and found that the other party turned out to be a human race.

The woman's outfit was the same as that of some of the female slaves in the field, wearing a dress as thin as light gauze on the upper body and a short animal skin skirt on the bottom.

Li Wuxian found that the woman's collarbone was imprinted with a mark, and it was indeed a female slave. There is an inscription on the seal that records her identity: Terran, Purple Gold Tribe Slave Girl, Cold Mountain.

These slave girls were miserable, even worse than prostitutes, prostitutes were free, they were not free. When asking Li Wuxian if he needed wine, a demon happened to pass by, suddenly reached out, tore off the other party's short skirt from behind, and then laughed and walked away.

This kind of scene is commonplace, and as a slave girl, she can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

The woman picked up her skirt in embarrassment, blocking her privacy, and then whispered to Li Wuxian, "Excuse me!"

After she had walked a few steps, she heard a few clanging sounds, and there was an extra generation of gold in the tray. She looked back at the Terran man who had just left, but saw that the man had moved away, paid the money, and did not mean to take the wine, but stared at the ring with a look of pity.

Yes, compassion, in Hanshan's view, the bodhisattvas who were previously enshrined in the tribe are such faces......

In the ring, a new duel has begun.

The Terran swordsman, the newborn arm is not yet adaptable, not to mention that the troll warrior with the stick is stronger than the previous demon warrior with a sledgehammer, and the Terran swordsman is immediately in danger.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Bursts of shouts and voices came from the stands, which were large enough to accommodate 10,000 people, and the demons were the majority, and they were most happy to see the demons killing the human race.