The eighth floor is also empty.

There are no corpses here. It should be that only the demon fox was imprisoned and no other monsters were imprisoned.

"Hey, if I were the master's aunt and could break the restriction, I would go to the master's uncle." Yang Xuanming said.

Mo Yunqian said: "No, my aunt has not fully transformed into a human being, so she will not go to my uncle."

"Even if you turn into a human, you won't."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "A Taoist is a Taoist who slays demons. Even if she turns into a human, her hands will still be filled with bloody demons. She still won't know how to do it."

"Then Master Aunt, you no longer love Uncle Master a long time ago?"

"It's over a long time ago. From the moment your uncle's identity was exposed, it was over the moment he took action." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

Mo Yunqian said: "It can't be said that I don't love you, it's just that I can't go back. Even if I love you deeply, I can't control it."

"You really don't understand women." Yang Xuanming shook his head.

Mo Yunqian looked unkind and said: "What do you want to know about a woman?"

"Of course I love Qian'er more." Yang Xuanming said quickly.

Jiang Daoming smiled and led them to find the entrance to the ninth floor.

Soon, they found the stairs leading to the ninth floor on the top of a mountain.

"The master of this palace will adjust his breath for a moment before going to the ninth floor." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

The resentful souls of the descendants of immortal gods are suppressed here. I don’t know how strong they are. Let’s first convert the life essence and improve their strength.

The life essence is transformed, and Dragon Elephant's true energy is quickly transported, tempering every cell in the body.

The golden elixir is rotating, the image of the Buddha who kills living beings, and the image of the ruthless Taoist are all improving rapidly.

The true energy in his body is powerful and slow, and the dragon and elephant tattoos on his body are shining brightly.

With the picture of training in his mind, Jiang Daoming finally took the third complete step to suppress the third heaven!

The dragon elephant ascends to the sky, taking one step to the sky, taking nine steps to suppress the nine heavens.

After one breath, his life force was exhausted. Jiang Daoming estimated that he would be able to enter the ninth level in about twenty-one years.

It depends on how much life the ninth-level resentful soul of the descendant of the immortal god can bring to him.

Standing up, Yang Xuanming opened the restriction and headed to the ninth floor.

The restriction to the ninth floor is still there, and the demon fox has never entered the ninth floor.

Passing through the stairs and stepping onto the ninth floor, overwhelming resentment surged in.

The space on the ninth floor is not large, only two meters wide, and is empty. At the end is a seat, with a woman wearing silver clothes and a pleated skirt sitting on it.

The woman's eyes were closed tightly, she was not breathing, and her whole body exuded overwhelming resentment.

Yang Xuanming and Yang Xuanming held their breath and did not speak. They looked at Jiang Daoming, as if asking him what to do.

Jiang Daoming scanned the space and did not find the exit from the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Asleep?"

Jiang Daoming spoke directly, ignoring the woman: "Stop pretending."

Swish

The woman opened her eyes suddenly, and a pair of dark eyes shot out three feet of gray light, staring at the three of them: "Mortals, when you see me, why don't you kneel down?"

"You are worthy of letting the Lord of this palace kneel down?" Jiang Daoming looked indifferent and walked towards the woman: "Have you been detained for too long and your brain is broken?"

"Be bold!"

The woman shouted coldly, and an icy chill was released, and suddenly it started pouring rain in the ninth layer of space.

The rain was pouring down, it came suddenly, there were no dark clouds overhead, it just appeared out of thin air.

"Something interesting." Jiang Daoming raised his right palm lightly, protecting the two of them with the power of the dragon elephant.

The rain fell and collided with the Dragon Elephant Qi, causing a sizzling sound and bursts of black smoke.

The woman spoke proudly: "I am the god of rain, and surrendering to God is your only choice."

"Palace Master, she seems to be more arrogant than you." Mo Yunqian whispered.

Jiang Daoming glanced at her, raised his right palm lightly, and Long Xiang's Qi exploded: "The master of this palace appreciates arrogant people, and usually beats them to death on the spot!"

The woman's eyes were cold, the rain was flying, and the evil aura was strong: "If you provoke the gods, you will be executed!"

Buzz

The woman stood up proudly, and a strange dharma statue rose behind her.

It has a human face and a bird body, with a green snake hanging on each ear and two green snakes on its feet.

As soon as the Dharma Appearance came out, an aura that was high and above all things filled the air, just like the Third Evil Emperor before.

"Mortal, under divine punishment, your body and soul will be destroyed!"

As soon as the woman raised her palm, a chill filled the air, and when she dropped her palm, it was like an endless ocean.

"You go to the eighth floor first."

Jiang Daoming waved his hand and Zhenqi led them back to the stairs.

The two of them passed through the restriction without hesitation and headed to the eighth floor.

Jiang Daoming's opponents this time are obviously extraordinary. They are just a burden if they stay here.

The golden smoke holds up the Buddha's image of killing, the vast Buddha's intention, and the boundless murderous intention intertwined.

With the right palm facing the sky and the left palm pressing down on the ground, the Buddhas appeared and the divine suppressive power enveloped the ninth space.

Eliminate unnecessary temptations and just take action.

Rumble

Senhan's palm force fell, and the woman was like a high-altitude fairy. The Dharma behind her was shaken, and she actually broke free from the suppressive power.

The power of Senhan's palm was like a vast ocean, drowning the phantoms of the Buddhas, breaking through the suppressive power, and approaching Jiang Daoming.

Rumble

The terrifying palm force fell, Jiang Daoming's expression condensed slightly, the dragon elephant's true energy was pushed to the extreme, and the sacred suppressive power became stronger and stronger.

Buzz

The force of suppression increased sharply, and when the palm force was thirty meters away from Jiang Daoming, it finally stopped and began to dissipate.

"Um?"

The woman's eyes were as cold as frost, a trace of surprise flashed across her face, and misty water vapor filled the air behind her.

With one step, the Dharma was shaken, and the aura that overcame all things actually wanted to suppress Jiang Daoming and suppress him.

Jiang Daoming's eyes were focused, and he took one step forward, like a dragon and an elephant ascending to the sky.

The woman activated the Dharma, and boundless cold energy and overwhelming resentment broke out at the same time.

Rumble

The terrifying force collided, overwhelming the entire ninth floor.

The Dharma that towers over all things, the resentful souls of the descendants of immortals and gods, are astonishingly powerful.

The power of divine suppression is dissipating, and the woman's cold energy is also dissolving.

The aftermath is rolling, and the air waves are like tides, one after another, hitting the ninth floor.

The woman broke through the suppressive power, and the palm power collided with the dragon-elephant palm power.

With a bang and a powerful palm force, the two of them were shaken back at the same time, with a trace of surprise flashing in their eyes.

The woman's eyes were filled with surprise: "You can actually block the move of an immortal?"

"Are you worthy of the immortal god's moves?" Jiang Daoming sneered coldly: "The dharma behind you is pretty good, a lineage of wizards, descendants of immortals and gods. With such a dharma, could it be Xuan Ming of the witch clan?"

"You actually know the Xuanming Ancestral Witch!"

The woman became more and more frightened and suspicious. Even if Xuanming Ancestral Witch was a witch, no one knew about it now.

But now, Jiang Daoming actually said it straight away.

"It is indeed her, the Ancestral Witch of Rain. Unfortunately, you only have some bloodline power."

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, and the Dragon Elephant Qi was pushed to the extreme. The Eight Dragons and Eight Elephants were powerful and killed the woman again.

"A little blood is enough to kill you!"

The woman looked proud, and the Dharma behind her released terrifying pressure, counteracting the power of divine suppression, and faced Jiang Daoming head-on.
Chapter completed!