But he also has his own principles, and it is precisely because of this principle that he will change his mind and be willing to join the Ghost God Sect.

Therefore, such a person is the most suitable to become an elder of the Ghost God Sect.

Holy Gate.

After waiting for three days and three nights, I was a little anxious to make Sheng Wu.

The wrinkles on the old face seem to have added hundreds more.

Obviously, at this time, he is in a bad mood.

These two elders didn't reply to a single message for three days and three nights, and naturally this was the only reason that made him uneasy.

In the midst of a reckless mountain, Feng Dao personally led people to find Evil Lingyun.

But he didn't expect that in the five million miles of mountains, there were also ghost and god sects that took a fancy to the places used to build the sect.

This made Feng Dao extremely puzzled in his heart.

Five million miles of mountains is the territory of beasts, how can it be possible to let the ghost Dao sect choose a site?

When did the beasts lose so little self-esteem?

Evil Lingyun was also amused, looking at the group of black-clothed cultivators who were besieging him at this moment, and the moment he squinted, he also sacrificed his soul whip.

This thing is really common in the Netherworld.

But for this group of cultivators, it seems that they have never seen it before.

"Second Elder, what he has in his hand shouldn't be a whip!" One of the black-clad masked men looked at the old man on the side and asked, very curious.

Feng Dao was also a little shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect this kid's weapon to be this.

"Haven't you seen it already?"

The damage of the whip doesn't seem to be very big, but it's just different from the sword!

There shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Moreover, now this kid is going deep into here alone, and he is simply looking for death.

And it was at this time that a whirlwind suddenly blew in the vast mountains.

The birds and beasts around them all hibernate in an instant, not daring to come out and move.

The central point of this gale is undoubtedly the evil Lingyun and the soul whip.

The gusts of violent wind were completely condensed by the aura of the Netherworld.

It directly acts on the souls of living beings, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither instantly, as if it has lost its vitality.

This seemingly corrosive ability made hundreds of masked black-clothed cultivators covet it in an instant.

Their flashing figures froze for a moment, and they all retreated.

But it was too late.

"Hehehe...... Evil Lingyun sneered in a low voice, "It seems that you don't even have a chance to be reincarnated in the end...... It's good. Then it will be done to you. ”

"Papapa......" The voice of the soul whip instantly sounded in my ears.

But you can't see where it's ringing from.

The sound was almost everywhere, like his form, which could change position at any time and at any time.

This weird style is undoubtedly the "Phantom" that does not lose to Yu Jingxuan's "Streamer".

Seeing that this black-robed and purple-clothed Evil Lingyun was like a terrifying beast, harvesting lives one by one, and the eyes of the wind channel were full of disbelief.

Is the ghost magic really that powerful?

With such an evil power, the holy power can definitely be purified!

But why, the holy power hit him and had no effect?

And Evil Lingyun did know that this group of people was not cultivators who simply used divine power.

The power that hit him also carried a not very pure holy power.

And it's not directly using holy power, which is interesting.

What is it that is helping them?

Flashing in, he raised his hand and grabbed one of the black-clad masked cultivators.

"Strange!" After detecting the power on this person's body, he only felt divine power at all, and there was no holy power at all, which surprised him even more.

With a "click", he followed and broke the man's neck.

This powerful force really shocked the people around who were ready to besiege and kill again.

For a moment, the sound of weapons clashing was gone.

Wisps of wind blew by, bringing only the emerald green fallen leaves.

The wind duct and the black-robed hooded man on one side faced a very serious problem.

After careful counting, the number of people left at this time was sharply reduced to two-thirds.

"This, this ......" The face of the man in the black robe and hood changed greatly, and his face was covered by a hat, so that people didn't see that kind of shocked expression, but through these short words, he could completely hear his horror at this time.

It's horrible!

The whip seemed to move on its own, alive and full of aura.

Every time I thought I could wipe him out in an instant, but as soon as the whip turned, he was directly killed in seconds.

This kind of killing degree is also a little too fast!

Is he the God Emperor Ninefold?

Could it be that he is already a saint?

Ghost Saint?

Suddenly thinking of this title, the hooded man became more and more indignant in his heart.

There are no ghosts in the Holy Realm, this is a potential rule that has been continued since the beginning of the year.

Not allowing people in the ghost realm to become holy is also something that every person in the Holy Realm must do.

Although he didn't know why, he seemed to understand a little bit now.

The power of the ghost path can completely restrain the holy power.

There is no such thing as who is inferior or who is superior, but just like Tai Chi Yin and Yang, they are mutually reinforcing.

If you have to say whether you win or lose, it may depend on the person who cultivates, who has more profound skills and rich combat experience.

Undoubtedly, this kid's killing methods are fast, ruthless, and accurate, without hesitation, and he can practice to this extent, not only after killing so many people.

This gives the impression that he is in charge of life and death.

Only when he stopped his body could he have life, and the people around him could breathe for a moment.

"!" The more the hooded man thought about it, the more frightened he became, and suddenly grabbed the placket of the wind duct, "Lao Tzu is gone!" Look! Is this something that the people of the Divine Emperor Nine Fold can do? These are five hundred God Emperor Ninefold cultivators! Damn it! ”

Feng Dao only came back to his senses at this time, and suddenly goosebumps startled, and he swallowed his saliva in fear for a moment.

Oh, yes!

He was stunned.

How could this kid be so simple as killing someone who had the same cultivation as himself?

This, this is fake!

Absolutely fake!

Immediately calmed down, he angrily pulled his hand away.

"You know what. That's why we have to kill him. Otherwise, the entire divine realm would be his. I am also for the stability of the entire divine realm. The ghost path is so evil, how can it deserve to occupy a place in the divine realm? ”

But when these words heard the ears of the man in the black robe and hood, it became bullshit.

Match?

Nima, worthy of your uncle!

Whether or not it is worthy is not determined by the type of power that is cultivated.

And whoever can control life and death is the uncle.

"You've killed me." Regardless of Feng Dao's thoughts and expressions at this time, the black-robed hooded man immediately raised his hand to signal.

Those cultivators who were about to besiege again immediately retreated, and the degree was very fast.

Undoubtedly, it was like running for his life.

The black-robed hooded man who was left behind did not dare to approach Evil Lingyun, who had already put away his soul whip.

(End of chapter)

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