Shout!

An explosive golden light flashed, instantly splitting the gray dead qi, and swept directly towards Gao Zhiming as if chaos had just opened.

"How is that possible!"

Gao Zhiming's scarlet eyes were full of surprise, and he raised his hand and shot out horizontally, the aura of death rolling and surging, and he met Chu Han's attack with a strong momentum.

Swish!

A terrifying cutting sound sounded, and in an instant, black blood fell wildly, accompanied by terrifying black blood, and an arm that glowed blue and white like a dead man.

The arm of the Heavenly Pole Sect Sect Master Gao Zhiming.

Under the collision just now, Chu Han's sharp dragon claws directly grabbed Gao Zhiming's arm, and the power of the tyrant attacked Gao Zhiming again.

"How so!"

Gao Zhiming's lips trembled as if he couldn't feel the pain, and the remaining arm seemed to be able to grasp the dead qi, throwing the rolled and twisted dead qi towards Chu Han's body.

"You're no match for me. ”

Chu Han spit out a sentence lightly, the golden light all over his body burst out, and the dragonman form, under the blessing of the power of gold, burst out with a destructive power, and slapped out with one claw, almost tearing everything in front of him.

"I'm a Purgatory Warrior!"

Gao Zhiming was not convinced, and his raised palm turned into a fist in midair, surrounding the death qi in his hand around his fist, and a strong death aura rose up, blasting towards Chu Han's dragon claws.

Swish!

There was another sound of cutting through the air, Gao Zhiming's other arm flew out, and Gao Zhiming, who had lost both arms, spurted black blood, and his eyes were full of shock.

"How is it possible! How is it possible! I am a Purgatory Warrior! I am an undefeated Purgatory Warrior!"

Gao Zhiming was shocked by the scene in front of him, and a blank look appeared on his face.

"The Purgatory Warrior is indeed very powerful, but alas, I am your nemesis!"

Chu Han's bright eyes contained golden light, as he said, if it was an ordinary martial artist, even if it was a powerhouse of the Divine Xuan Realm, in such an environment full of dead silence, he might not be the opponent of the purgatory martial artist Gao Zhiming.

But Chu Han is different!

Chu Han has the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Transformation Dao, and when he cultivates the Ten Thousand Transformation Golden Body Technique, the power of the Ten Thousand Transformation in his body has reached the golden realm, and the golden light released contains majestic vitality, which can purify all the darkness in the world and repair the broken space, which is almost the natural enemy of the purgatory martial artist.

"I don't believe it!"

Gao Zhiming shouted angrily, his whole body was entangled with dead air, and the whole person flew towards Chu Han like a cannonball, and when he arrived in front of Chu Han, his body cracked inch by inch, and exploded into a terrifying breath of death.

Self-destructing?

Chu Han didn't expect Gao Zhiming to attack in such a way, and in the face of the diffuse dead qi, the golden light on Chu Han's body skyrocketed, instantly forming an isolation layer.

Puff puff......

The dead qi collided with the golden light around Chu Han's body, and then it dissipated, and he didn't get any closer to it.

Chu Han was particularly confident in the power of the Wanhua Golden Body, at the beginning, he went to the cold pool, relying on the power of the Wanhua to isolate the cold spirit and cold water, but now it is concocted in the same way, directly isolating the breath of death.

Whoa......

The furious dead air spread for about half an hour before slowly dissipating, leaving only two severed arms on the cold and gloomy road.

From now on, there is no Heavenly Extreme Sect in the world!

The Heavenly Extreme Sect was completely wiped out in Chu Han's hands!

Whew......

After this battle, even Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief, he had never encountered such a strange opponent, the death qi under the gap in the cultivation space, such a inheritance was simply a bit terrifying.

"If I hadn't obtained the inheritance of Wanhua Dao, I'm afraid I would have been planted here today!"

Chu Han was more or less apprehensive, the horror of the Purgatory Martial Artist was not only to cultivate death qi, but also to be able to thrive in the space of destruction.

This is very similar to the Xuanbing Pavilion Master who is fighting in the cold water of the cold spirit.

A martial artist who is not enough in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, when he encounters a purgatory martial artist, it is like being thrown into the turbulence of space, there is almost no room for survival, and he is simply invincible.

If it is a martial artist higher than the Heavenly Xuan Realm, a slight mistake will damage the space, and in the face of a purgatory martial artist of the same level, it must suppress the strength, so that it is difficult to defeat one or the other.

"Why can a Purgatory Martial Artist cultivate Death Qi?"

Chu Han was puzzled and walked to Gao Zhiming's severed arm, at this moment, this arm was still flowing with black blood.

Click! Click!

The dark golden light on Chu Han's body flowed, and the sharp dragon scales returned to his body, regaining his human appearance.

呲呲呲......

Chu Han's fingers lingered with purple electric light, and instantly formed a thunderbolt silver needle, piercing into the broken arm.

"It's lifeless!"

A look of surprise flashed in Chu Han's eyes, this arm was lifeless, but it still maintained the activity of the cells, this matter was a paradoxical thing.

How can someone be alive and yet able to move?

"Wait!"

Chu Han's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he once again infused the thunder spiritual power into it, feeling the dead qi in Gao Zhiming's arm.

"I see!"

Chu Han suddenly realized that when his thunder spiritual power was exploring the cells, the cells filled with the aura of death seemed to be invaded.

"I understand, if you look at it from another angle, these dead breaths are the breath of vitality, and the breath of vitality is the breath of dead silence, everything is relative!"

Chu Han took a deep breath, he felt his own cells, all of which were full of vitality, which was like two polar opposites from Gao Zhiming's arm, different in nature, but the effect was the same.

"The Purgatory Warrior treats death qi as anger and lives by relying on death qi, magical, really magical!"

Chu Han couldn't help but marvel in his heart, he didn't know which senior master had actually thought of such a cultivation method, if his strength was extremely strong, he could almost dominate the world without being defeated.

"It's just that the way of cultivating death qi is a bit cruel!"

Chu Han thought of the accumulated white bones of the Devil's Crying Ridge, although he also killed people, but he did not kill innocents indiscriminately without purpose, this kind of cultivation that purely deprived of vitality was simply killing people when they saw them!

Gao Zhiming even used the way of the sect master's tomb to induce the people of the Tianji Sect to come and send them to death!

Chu Han restrained his mood and continued to walk forward, Gao Zhiming has been inherited here, so there may be other secrets in this underground palace.

With the experience of fighting Gao Zhiming, Chu Han carefully felt the gray dead qi when he walked along the way, and found that the more he moved forward, the more intense the dead qi became.

I don't know how long it has been, Chu Han came to the end of this road, and a tall altar as black as ink faintly appeared.

Whoosh ......

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and black figures appeared one after another, each with a pair of scarlet eyes, and the aura on his body was almost the same as Gao Zhiming.

All of them are Purgatory Warriors!

(End of chapter)