When he walked out of the battlefield, the eyes staring at Huangfu Jiaxi became even colder, and now the person who has gained the initiative naturally wants to challenge the biggest and weakest person, Huangfu Jiaxi chose him as the weakest existence in the battlefield?

Many people are a little puzzled why Huangfu Jiaxi chose Ghost Purple as his opponent, this mysterious and eerie guy feels very dangerous, and of course it will not be the weakest one.

"You're going to be miserable. The corners of Ghost Zi's mouth hooked up a gloomy sneer, Huangfu Jiaxi's expression was very calm when he heard his words, since the moment he stepped on the battlefield, he was handsome and easy to always give people a feeling of calm as water, as if nothing could make his heart have a trace of waves, indifferent to the extreme, giving people the feeling of ruthlessness.

The people of Zilu naturally understood what a dangerous character Huangfu Jiaxi was, how cold he was, even cold-blooded, but from those handsome faces, he definitely couldn't peek the slightest cold-bloodedness.

Ignoring the words of the ghost purple, a bamboo Xiao appeared in the hand of the emperor Jiaxi, put it to his mouth and played it slowly, his clothes fluttered and danced with the wind, his handsome face and chic posture were like a handsome son.

Wisps of invisible spiritual power infiltrated into Ghost Zi's mind with the sound, as if turning into wisps of dark death airflow, eroding towards Ghost Zi's spiritual power.

A wisp of black aura appeared on Ghost Zi's face, and his face became even more gloomy, his opponent seemed to be the same as him, and he was good at the ability of the dark system.

A green flame appeared in the spiritual will, incinerating the wisps of dark air flow that invaded like a ghost fire, making the dark air flow run around, and at the same time, only the sound of a bang was heard, and there were vines rolling towards Huangfu Jiaxi's body, and these vines were not green, but with a strange color, and the vines seemed to have sharp thorns, like poisonous snakes covering Huangfu Jiaxi's body, and then buried towards his body.

"What kind of wood attribute power is this?"

"The ancient witch clan is good at evil attribute power, it is by no means a simple wood attribute, if it is entangled, I am afraid that it will lose its combat effectiveness in an instant. ”

Everyone's eyes stared at the battlefield, and the vines turned into giant pythons that covered the sky and the sun, as if sealing the way out of Huangfu Jiaxi, but Huangfu Jiaxi still played Zhu Xiao as if he didn't notice it at all.

Wisps of dark air flowed around his body, instantly flooding his body, like a black mist, when the python-like vines rolled towards his body, they turned into darkness in an instant, withered directly, and then disappeared in ashes.

"Such a strong death qi, he actually cultivated the death qi to such an extent, how many people's blood was stained in his hands. "The big man of the Vast Sect looked at Huangfu Jiaxi, there are very few people who practice death, this kind of cultivator is called a resentful spirit master, and they are not accepted by the orthodoxy of the cultivation world, because to cultivate death, you need to contact a lot of dead people.

In the Heavenly Continent, there is a very terrifying Death Qi cultivator, a figure that many people dare not provoke, the Dark Virtuous Monarch.

Ghost Zi frowned, the power of his cultivation was equally evil, however, it was overcome by the death qi of Huangfu Jiaxi, even if it was the power of the evil attribute, it was still alive, but Huangfu Jiaxi's ability was to kill all life.

"Hum. "There was a burst of fire, and the python vine that continued to roll towards Huangfu Jiaxi actually burned directly into flames, the wood attribute and the flame attribute have always been intolerable, and the wood burns when it encounters fire, but the ghost purple is attached to the wood attribute spell with the flame ability, and in an instant, a ghost-like light appeared in that space, and colorful air currents floated out, heading towards the body of Huangfu Jiaxi.

Huangfu Jiaxi was still playing Zhu Xiao, the dark air flow beside him was getting stronger and stronger, and it was like a black snake whistling and dancing, wrapping his whole person in it, when the endless dark air flowed, the aura between heaven and earth seemed to have all turned into dark dead air, and the flames burned and burned out, and they were also directly extinguished, under the dead air, there was no spiritual energy support, and the spell naturally could not burn.

Huangfu Jiaxi's footsteps were raised, he blew the bamboo Xiao, step by step, the dark and dead air flowed wildly around his body, and no spell could survive wherever he passed, all of them were destroyed and extinguished, he walked out of the cover of the spell step by step, and walked towards the ghost purple, his pace was very light and slow, obviously very pleasant, but it made the people watching the battle feel a chill.

The dark air flow around the body turned into a dark python, and then turned into a black dragon, galloping over the battlefield, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound of that song was like the music of death.

Ghost Purple is restrained to death.

Behind Ghost Purple, a terrifying dark phantom appeared, a huge pattern appeared, and the air flow of the evil attribute flowed, turning into a huge and terrifying mark, like the ancient characters of the ancient witch clan.

"It's the spell of the ancient witch clan. The eyes of the powerhouse of the Vast Sect flickered, the pattern became bigger and bigger, and a destructive air flow flowed into the pattern, and the ghost purple palm waved, and suddenly the spell was killed towards the Emperor Fu Jiaxi who was walking in front.

The dark dragon around Huangfu Jiaxi's body roared out angrily, and the endless dark air flow passed through the spell, and then the spell also turned into a dark color, and the next moment it dissipated into nothingness, and the ghost purple face suddenly became pale, under this paleness, there were wisps of black qi constantly flashing in his face, and he felt that his whole body had been eroded by the death qi, and his vitality was weakening and being stripped away.

"I throw in the towel. Ghost Zi spit out a voice with difficulty, if he doesn't admit defeat, he will die, and Huangfu Jiaxi will really kill him.

"What a scary guy. Countless people's hearts trembled, and the strength of this Huangfu Jiaxi outbreak in this battle made people feel frightened.

Ling Haochu also felt that Huangfu Jiaxi was stronger than in the Holy Road, which should be related to his killing in the Holy Road, too many people in the Holy Road died in the hands of Huangfu Jiaxi, and he was refined into a dead spirit.

"You're the descendant of the Dark Sage, right?" someone from the Vast Sect asked.

"Yes. "Huangfu Jiaxi owes his body, and he is polite and polite, like a peerless son.

"I heard that you have slain many people in the holy way. The strong man's voice was indifferent: "The ability to die destroys human nature, and you can be convicted of sin if you practice this ability?"

Huangfu Jiaxi looked up at the powerhouse of the Cangmu Sect, his expression still didn't have too many waves, and he said, "If the seniors think I'm guilty, then is the Cangmu Sect also guilty?"

"Presumptuous. The powerhouse of the Vast Sect said coldly.

Huangfu Jiaxi was not afraid, still looked up at the other party, and slowly spoke: "I broke through the holy road, everything is within the rules of the Cangmu Sect, the Cangmu Sect opened up the holy road, and the strong people from all sides of the Shangcang Continent stepped in, competing for the holy order, relics, and killing endlessly, who is still in the battlefield now, who dares to say that there is no blood in his hands, killing a hundred people is guilty, and killing ten people is not guilty?

The powerhouse of the Vast Sect stared at Huangfu Jiaxi indifferently, but he couldn't refute the other party's words.

"Go ahead. Another strong man spoke, and the elder on the ladder nodded: "You two stand down, and the battle continues." ”

Huangfu Jiaxi is right, everything is under the rules, if the Cangmang Sect kills him, then what is the Cangmang Sect that makes the rules? Wouldn't it be a slap in the face.

Obviously, Ghost Purple was not selected, not because his strength was not enough, but because the big people of the Cangmen Sect did not want to accept Ghost Purple as a disciple.

Huangfu Jiaxi calmly turned around and left the battlefield, he knew very well that it was impossible for the Vast Sect to move him, a group of sanctimonious hypocritical people.