Ji Fengtian touched his chin, stood at the back, looked at the silent people in front of him, and his thoughts were full of thoughts for a while.

This place is too weird, these evil cultivators should be the same as themselves, they were all sent in, because they all have a red jade pendant hanging around their waists.

Ji Fengtian pursed his lips, through the crack in the door, Ji Fengtian saw shadows just now, they had no entity, and they were not much different from the ghost cultivators that Ji Fengtian saw when he entered the ghost city.

Thinking of this, Ji Fengtian felt that if Xuanmo was here, he should have more advantages than himself. The air was filled with wisps of black mist, although Ji Fengtian didn't feel it, but Ji Fengtian could see through these black mist at a glance.

"Ghost Mist!" Ji Fengtian pursed his lips, swept over the people in front of him one by one, keeping their images in mind, if there was a chance, Ji Fengtian would definitely secretly attack and wipe them out.

Although the cultivation of these people is strong, but when they come here, they are independent existences, without the support of evil qi, Ji Fengtian thinks that they are not his opponents, generals, and have lost the source of strength, and when their strength is exhausted, that is, when they die.

"Brother Tai, which region are you from?" A cultivator with a black tumor on his eyebrows stood in front of Ji Fengtian and asked curiously.

Ji Fengtian was stunned, shook his head, smiled at the person in front of him, and didn't say a word.

"Brahma of the Northern Frontier?"

A voice suddenly remembered, attracting Ji Fengtian's attention, Ji Fengtian saw a thin man standing in the crowd, and as soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes turned around.

He nodded lightly at the thin man, acknowledging the thin man's words. It's just that the thin man opened his mouth obviously without kindness, and then said: "Fan Jing, that little slut, actually found a dumb person to be a concubine, it's really funny!"

Ji Fengtian's eyes narrowed, and instantly thought of the scene where Fan Jing was worried about herself, and her heart was boiling with murderous intent, although Ji Fengtian didn't like Fan Jing very much, but because of Fan Jing's kindness to herself, Ji Fengtian couldn't allow anyone to insult her.

As he stepped forward, the black-red light in his hand flickered, and a pitch-black long sword emitted a black-red light, as if blood was flowing on it, and finally converged to the tip of the sword.

Without superfluous words, Ji Fengtian flew out, and the rich evil aura on his body turned into a layer of crystal armor, enveloping Ji Fengtian in it.

The thin man sneered, and a red feather suddenly appeared in his hand, inciting Ji Fengtian violently.

The dark red flames steamed, enveloping the entire small courtyard in an instant, and layers of crystal formations were stimulated, however, when the dark red flames came into contact with the formation, the formation suddenly dissolved.

Ji Fengtian was overjoyed in his heart, the long sword in his hand slashed down, and a strong killing intent went straight to the thin man.

The thin man sneered, Ji Fengtian's cultivation was not high, not much different from him, but the thin man was confident that he would definitely be able to kill Ji Fengtian.

However, in the next moment, everyone was running the exercises in the dark red flames, enveloping themselves in it and cutting off the outside view.

The long sword fell with killing intent, and the thin man's face changed and he looked at his arm.

The arm holding the dark red feather inexplicably left its body and fell towards the ground, however, a white palm suddenly appeared and caught the feather.

The flames dissipated instantly, Ji Fengtian stood on the side, looked at the thin man coldly, laughed strangely, and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing this, the others left the courtyard one after another, it was no longer safe here, if they gathered here, they were likely to be discovered by the ghost cultivators, and when the time came, those ghost cultivators would kill them en masse, which would bring them great trouble.

The thin man's face was cloudy, he looked at the place where Ji Fengtian left, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he identified a direction and flew out quickly, but, in his heart, Ji Fengtian had been completely remembered at this time.

Leaving the courtyard, Ji Fengtian felt a gloomy aura and always followed behind him.

didn't look back, Ji Fengtian had been to the ghost city, so he naturally knew the general situation of the ghost world, and this purgatory, the situation was even worse.

Sighing, these people are all cultivators left over from the Ghost Realm of the Firmament Realm, this time the courtyard was shattered, and it seemed to be a little difficult for everyone to leave, and besides, Ji Fengtian couldn't find any exit at all.

Two pairs of wings appeared behind him, and with a flash of light, Ji Fengtian disappeared, and the aura behind him gradually disappeared.

Ji Fengtian's speed, I'm afraid that ordinary people can't catch up, so Ji Fengtian has absolute confidence in his own survival, but sometimes things will be unexpected.

When Ji Fengtian stopped and looked around, the space in front of him rippled, and a black faint shadow appeared in front of Ji Fengtian.

The figure retreated violently, Ji Fengtian looked at the figure in front of him, his face became extremely ugly, the breath of this figure was the breath that Ji Fengtian felt before.

His brows were tightly locked, Ji Fengtian couldn't feel the hostility of the ghost cultivator in front of him, and he didn't understand the meaning of the ghost cultivator, so he just looked at the ghost cultivator coldly, and at the same time carefully guarded the surroundings.

"Who are you?" said the ghost cultivator. Illusory faces cannot distinguish between men and women, let alone see them clearly.

Ji Fengtian didn't answer, this place is purgatory, Ji Fengtian didn't dare to guarantee whether this ghost cultivator was apostatious, looking at the ghost cultivator's cold face, Ji Fengtian shrugged his shoulders and said that he had nothing to say.

The ghost cultivator said: "What do you evil clans want to do when they fall to the ground? Our ghost world has been shattered, and these remaining fires, do you also want to completely extinct them?"

As he spoke, Ji Fengtian suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and the ghost cultivator in front of him suddenly made a move, and a ghost claw poked out of the black mist, and slammed into Ji Fengtian's heart.

On tiptoe, a green crystal barrier blocked behind him, and there were strange lines circulating on it, which was a defensive means created by imitating the traces on the demon sword's body.

The ghost claw touched the green crystal, suddenly stopped, and the next moment, it directly shattered.

Ghost Xiu looked at Ji Fengtian coldly, to be honest, he was not prepared to kill Ji Fengtian with one blow, after all, now he is only in a soldier-level consummation state, and Ji Fengtian hid his strength, so he was naturally misunderstood by Ghost Xiu.

Seeing that Ji Fengtian didn't fight back, the ghost cultivator said coldly: "Evil cultivator, you invaded our ghost realm and expelled us from the land where we live, and now you want to kill us all, aren't you afraid of retribution that day?"

Ji Fengtian still didn't speak, not that he didn't want to help the ghost world, but that this place was too weird, and Ji Fengtian had to find out the situation.

Ji Fengtian, who was pondering, suddenly felt a pain in his head, and a pitch-black ghost claw took the opportunity to break into Ji Fengtian's sea of consciousness.

The ghost claws churned, and in an instant, countless dark green spiritual powers were stirred, and they moved wildly in their minds.

Ji Fengtian's eyes were red, and he looked at the ghost cultivator in front of him, and a killing intent gradually spread out.