Yan Lan was three feet apart, firm every step, with a steady body, and no silence.

Everyone looked up silently, no longer saying anything, as if they were looking at a devout pilgrim.

Everyone could not imagine what kind of difficulties Yan Lan was suffering at this moment. The fire soul was invisible and could not tell how powerful it was. Only from the expressions of the contestants could figure out one or two.

Sweat oozing from Yan Lan's forehead, his face began to flush, but his pupils were still tough and unyielding.

Many people began to nod their heads. No matter what, even if Yan Lan came from the most marginal small state, they couldn't help but respect it from the bottom of their hearts.

This is a respect for the strong and an admiration for facing difficulties.

Step by step, Yan Lan finally had only one last step left before the eighth level.

"boom……"

Yan Lan stepped on the eighth level and did not make much noise, but everyone felt a huge roar.

This is a sound of shock to their hearts, and an unstoppable shock.

Hu Jingran clenched his fists and his facial features were twisted. He was not because he hated Yan Lan, but because his emotions were pulled by Yan Lan. At this moment, he seemed to be under the attack of the power of the fire soul like Yan Lan.

Hu Jingran gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Lan is looking at the ninth level again. He really wants to challenge the ninth level. This guy is simply lifeless!"

Yan Lan's eyes condensed slightly. At this moment, the feeling of his soul had changed from being in the sword forging furnace to falling into the huge volcanic lava. The hot temperature almost melted his soul.

At this point, Yan Lan still did not use the power of the thunder soul, but only resisted it with ordinary soul power.

In the secret room of the Beast Palace, the old master of the purple robe frowned slightly and said, "This guy looks like he is on the verge of limit. Has he already revealed all his potential and no backup plan? If this is true, then the owner would look up to him."

Duan Chi Jinghong looked leisurely. In his opinion, Yan Lan exploded all his soul power and could almost challenge the title of the Great Talking Emperor.

At the grassroots level of the Beast Palace, a man whispered: "The ninth level of Fire Soul: Roast is much more difficult than the ninth level of Water Soul: Lie. Yan Lan seems to be close to the limit. If he is wise, he should give up challenging the ninth level. And he should not forcefully attack the ninth level for the sake of momentum."

The rest of the people also nodded, and many people thought that Yan Lan must be young and energetic and wanted to show off.

On the fifth floor of the Beast Palace, Shi Baojun also muttered similar words. He thought Yan Lan should stop when he saw it.

Shi Quan stroked his beard and looked solemn, without saying anything.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said to himself: "In this competition, I intend to test where my limit is. The power of thunder soul is better to save it first!"

Immediately, Yan Lan smiled proudly and immediately stepped forward.

At this moment, Yan Lan took five feet in one step. It was even bigger than the pace of stepping from the seventh level to the eighth level.

Everyone widened their eyes, wondering why Yan Lan suddenly made such a rash move.

At the grassroots level of the Beast Palace, those who thought Yan Lan wanted to show off all smiled faintly. In their opinion, Yan Lan must have been too impatient and had just stepped so hugely.

Yan Lan's eyes were always looking at the ninth level floating above, allowing the power of the Fire Soul to become stronger and stronger.

Yan Lan's clothes were wet and sweaty, and her body was steaming, as if she was covered by fairy spirit.

Almost everyone felt that Yan Lan had reached its limit. But Yan Lan himself knew that this was far from his limit. His ultimate move had not been used at all.

There are still one hundred feet away from the ninth level.

Yan Lan felt as if she was stepping towards the sun step by step. Standing at the ninth level, her soul must have wanted to stand on a small sun, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Make a concerted effort.

Yan Lan did not feel any delay, but her body trembled more violently.

Some people think he will fail, while others think he is showing off.

Fifty feet...

Ten feet...

Only five feet away from the ninth level. One step is coming.

Yan Lan suddenly stopped and did not move.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Tu Jin said dumbfoundedly: "No...No, Yan Lan is only one last step away. If you don't, just fall on this last step!"

Hu Jingran said in a daze: "Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety. Although they are only one step away, they still failed in the end."

At the grassroots level of the Beast Palace, some people began to make slight noises.

Just when everyone thought Yan Lan was about to fail, Yan Lan grinned and said to herself: "It turns out that my soul is enough to fight against the ninth-level fire soul. You have guessed this competition wrongly, and I didn't think of the limelight at all. If you want to see me show the limelight, then I will show the limelight in the next level."

Yan Lan stepped forward proudly and stepped onto the ninth level.

Yan Lan put his hands behind him, like a king who ruled the world, with a majestic and extremely arrogant attitude.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at Yan Lan, who stood proudly on the ninth level, unable to speak all the words, leaving only the inner amazement surging freely.

Then, Yan Lan felt a warm force pouring into his soul, as if he was forging a sword, and he felt indescribable, both pain and comfort.

After a few incense sticks, Yan Lan opened her eyes and jumped down.

Everyone looked at Yan Lan like a monster, still so shocked that they couldn't say a word.

In the secret room of the Beast Palace, the old man from the purple robe raised his eyebrows and said, "Hehe, this cemetery underestimates this little guy again. It seems that this little guy is hiding very deeply."

Shi Quan loudly announced that Yan Lan passed by, with heroism and excitement in his voice.

Immediately afterwards, the third place Shi Baojun participated.

Shi Baojun climbed to the seventh level without any suspense, looked at the eighth level and the ninth level with resentment, and shook his head and fell down.

Then the dragon follows the silver dance, turns into flowing light and steps onto the first level, and rushes to the second level, third level with incredible degrees... until the seventh level, and completes it in one go.

Yan Lan was slightly shocked and then thought to himself: "Long Congzhi is extremely proud, the upper layer is slightly inferior to Leng Ningfeng, and this layer must win back his face. However, Long Congzhi is so relaxed, he must have used some trump cards."

If Yan Lan uses the power of the thunder soul, he will definitely be able to move around without any delay.

Long Congzhi stayed at the seventh level for several breaths, and immediately stepped onto the eighth level at a faster rate than Yan Lan.

Immediately, the dragon followed with amazing degrees and successfully reached the ninth level.

Everyone was deeply surprised and thought that this battle to tame the emperor was several times more intense than the previous ones. Three people suddenly appeared on the ninth level.

The dragon fell from it, and the Leng Ningxing jumped up.

Yan Lan stared at Leng Ningfeng, and it seemed that Leng Ningfeng was deliberately suppressing the system.

After pondering for a little while, Yan Lan understood and thought to himself: "It must be that Leng Ningfeng doesn't want to confront Long Congzhi at this moment, so he deliberately suppresses the slowness, so Long Congzhi cannot see who is stronger and who is weaker between the two. This person is not in a low mind and is indeed an unbearable opponent."

After Leng Ningfeng stepped onto the seventh level, he rushed to the eighth level without hesitation, and finally succeeded in the ninth level. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!