In the qualifying round of the galaxy battlefield two hundred years ago, the Demon Dao won, but this time there are more juniors in the righteous path, although their cultivation is not to be feared, but there is a Tai Xuanqing standing behind them, so it has added a lot of variables to this qualifying tournament, and it is too early to say who wins and who loses.

"Isn't this divine sense of yours claimed to be all-encompassing, can you kill Tai Xuanqing for me, or devour his physical body, in this case, our Demon Dao will definitely win!" the Black Ancestor suddenly asked.

Then a strange voice came out of his body: "Although Tai Xuanqing only has the second grade cultivation of the Martial Emperor Period, he has reached the peak, if he is lucky, he will definitely enter the Martial Venerable stage in ten years and become the first martial artist on the Tianwu Continent, if I devour you, it will naturally not be a problem to deal with him, but now I only have divine consciousness and have not yet formed strength, so I may not be able to forcibly devour him." ”

The Black Ancestor fell into a brief silence, and after a moment he suddenly took out a jade slip with his backhand, and at this time, the jade slip shimmered with a strange light, and many strange characters jumped around on it.

"Martial mad stage disciples from the three caves to the one hundred and three caves, quickly go to the Revenant Hall to gather!" After the Black Ancestor finished speaking, he immediately knocked out the jade slip, and at this time, the jade slip emitted a bright light, shooting out many traces of smoke in all directions, which was exactly how the message of the Ghost Sect was transmitted.

At this time, a disciple of the Ghost Sect heard this message, suddenly opened his eyes, his complexion changed slightly, and after a long time, he sighed, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I haven't reached the martial mad stage of cultivation, otherwise, this time I would have to go to the battlefield to be cannon fodder!"

At this time, Chen Fan was in retreat and cultivating, and he didn't pay attention to the color change on the jade slip and the transmission of the smoke at all.

Suddenly, a strange voice came in from outside: "Senior Ancestor, the Black Ancestor summoned the disciples of the Martial Madness Period to gather in the Revenant Soul Hall, and I was ordered to come and show you the way!"

Chen Fan was shocked in his heart, and wondered: What trick does this black ancestor want to do?

He immediately walked out of the cultivation cave, and when the disciple saw this, he immediately walked up with a smile and said respectfully, "Disciple Huokui, see the ancestor." ”

Chen Fan was taken aback again and asked, "Who are you then?"

Huo Kui smiled and said, "Qi Yu Master, he is the junior disciple below. ”

Chen Fan immediately swept his senses and found that this person's cultivation was profound, at least on par with himself, but he spoke quite politely and calmly, and it seemed that he should be a scheming person.

"Then I'll bother you to lead the way, I've only been here for a short time, so I don't know where the Hall of the Revenant is located. Chen Fan waved his hand and said lightly.

Huo Kui glanced at Chen Fan strangely, and wondered: What is the origin of this kid? Although it is said that he was accepted as an apprentice by the Black Ancestor, when the Black Ancestor left, he clearly instructed us to watch over his five cultivation paths, so that he was like a prisoner, but I don't know why the Black Ancestor did this to him?

Chen Fan sneered in his heart, in the past few days, he has sacrificed the Colorful Demon Ding, and devoured Tukui, because his cultivation has increased a lot, he almost leaped into the sky, and reached the realm of the second grade cultivation in the martial madness period, and now he has the Demon Burning Sword in his hand, and the Colorful Demon Ding and the Jade Flute, several * magic weapons combined, even if he can't defeat the Black Ancestor, it is more than enough to escape from this land of the Ghost Sect.

Huo Kui led Chen Fan through one cave after another, and after a while, he finally came to a spacious cave, only to see nine large stone pillars standing inside, each of which had a strange black flame floating on it.

And bursts of strange aura also gathered from all directions, causing Chen Fan to just walk in, and he couldn't help but have a cold war.

There were thirty people standing neatly in the cave, all dressed in black, with death-like expressions on their faces, and behind each of them, there was a corpse, and those corpses seemed to be highly cultivated, exuding bursts of death from time to time.

After Huo Kui brought Chen Fan here, he immediately glanced at Chen Fan with complicated eyes, and then turned around and fled without saying a word, he fled extremely fast, so fast that Chen Fan was a little dazzled.

Chen Fan couldn't help muttering in his heart: What are you afraid of?

Chen Fan frowned, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition, he looked at these people carefully, and the more he looked at them, the more doubts he became, most of the disciples here had just entered the martial madness period, and these people looked extremely sluggish and old-fashioned, not only did they have no anger on their faces, but their bodies were stiff, and they didn't seem to have any spirituality at all.

And the cultivation can compete with him, after Chen Fan's divine sense sweep, he found that there are a total of two people, these two people, like him, are in the stage of second-grade cultivation in the martial madness stage, and these two people are obviously different from others, not only ruddy complexion, but also vigorous, one of them is extremely handsome and extraordinary.

Chen Fan counted, among these people, only he and those two people looked more like people, and the other disciples looked more like zombies than zombies, and they were lifeless at all.

Chen Fan couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and wondered: What kind of conference is this going to hold?

At this moment, a strong sound suddenly broke out, and the black flames on the nine stone pillars also burst out with a strong vibration in an instant, and even burst out countless dark breaths, and suddenly a black shadow flashed out in the center of the stone pillar, this figure just appeared, Chen Fan inadvertently saw that most of the disciples had a fanatical look in their eyes.

The Black Ancestor's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he swept a few glances at everyone, and then said lightly: "The galactic battlefield once in two hundred years is about to open, in order to snatch the qualification to enter, it is natural to compete with the righteous path, this time the rules are the same as before, only the disciples of the martial mad period can participate, and you will be sent to the experience and training place of the demon path later, after getting there, all the actions related to my ghost sect will be headed by the Yuan Prisoner, and the Yuan Prisoner you will come out." ”

A middle-aged man dressed in black slowly walked out of the team, he glanced at the Black Ancestor expressionlessly, and then nodded lightly. Chen Fan's eyes flashed, this person's cultivation had reached the peak of the second grade of the martial madness stage, and he was about to step into the realm of the third grade.

"This is the token to enter the galaxy battlefield, you have collected it, remember that this competition, the fundamental purpose is to snatch the other party's token, and you must be careful of the other three sects of the Demon Dao, whoever kills ten enemies can obtain soul freedom, do you understand?" After the Black Ancestor finished speaking, he threw out a token, and then he turned his gaze and looked at Chen Fan coldly.

Chen Fan's expression was as usual, he glanced at the Black Ancestor expressionlessly, and didn't say a word.

"A trace of the soul of everyone here is within this jade slip, but you are the only one missing, Chen Fan, do you know what to do?" said the Black Ancestor in a calm tone.

Chen Fan didn't say a word, he immediately bit his fingers, opened his mouth and spit out a trace of aura, and then the aura hit the blood mist, making a hissing sound, and then the aura and the blood mist gathered together, forming a strange character, and the character just flashed out, and immediately hit Chen Fan's own forehead.

After that character hit Chen Fan's forehead, a strange black light shot out from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, rushing into the jade slip in the Black Ancestor's hand.

The Black Ancestor stared at Chen Fan coldly, and suddenly nodded meaningfully.

This whole set of secret techniques for extracting souls was recorded on the previous jade slips, so Chen Fan used it at this moment, and he was not the slightest rusty.

The Black Ancestor has always been interested in Chen Fan, he originally thought that the other party would resist desperately, but he didn't expect that he would agree so simply, after weighing the pros and cons, he still decided not to kill Chen Fan for the time being.

And the reason why Chen Fan was willing to withdraw his soul was naturally because he had already prepared, when he was in retreat and cultivating, Yang Zheng had already told him a set of methods for extracting the soul from the fake and the real, and the soul extracted was fake and real, and if he didn't observe it carefully, he couldn't distinguish it at all.

And the soul that was just extracted did not come from Chen Fan's body, but from one of the many revenant souls in his body, otherwise, how could Chen Fan so simply give the other party control of his soul and manipulate his own power of life and death?

At this time, the Black Ancestor glanced at Chen Fan coldly, and sneered in his heart: You kid is interesting, otherwise, I will kill you with one palm!

The Black Ancestor commanded a few more words, and then waved his big hand, and suddenly in the center of the nine large stone pillars, bursts of black qi suddenly surged, and in the blink of an eye, an incomparably huge black hole was formed, and there was a large vortex in the center of this black hole, constantly absorbing the surrounding cold qi.

"Go in now, I'm here to wait for your good news, if you disappoint me, you don't have to come back!" the Black Ancestor said lightly.

Although he said this sentence extremely calmly, it was as shocking as thunder in everyone's ears.

Yuan Prisoner walked in first, and disappeared into the whirlpool in a blink of an eye, Chen Fan groaned a little, and immediately followed, and the rest of the people also walked in one by one.

"Black Ancestor, you have cultivated so many walking corpses over the years, their original cultivation is very profound, plus the help of the Yuan Prisoner and that Chen Fan kid, the qualifications of this galaxy battlefield, your Ghost Sect is sure to win!" The strange voice came out of the Black Ancestor's body again.

The Black Ancestor said coldly: "The cold aura in this Chen Fan kid's body is extremely strange, I guess there must be some secret hidden in him, if I met him ten years ago, I would definitely investigate him greatly, but now I don't live for more than a year, and when the galaxy battlefield opens, it will be the time when I am devoured, so I can't be interested in him at all."

"Lord Purple, I hope that when you devour me, you will release my divine consciousness as soon as possible, I have decided to use the body of the Yuan Prisoner as my host, when the time comes, you had better help me settle my Yuan Shen first, otherwise, my body will not be swallowed by you so easily, what do you think of this exchange condition?"

The purple-clothed villain laughed wildly a few times, and said: "It's good that you figure it out, I don't know how many arrogant warriors there are from ancient times to the present, they are hundreds of times stronger than you, thinking that they can escape the rules of the ghost sect, but in the end they were devoured, and there is not even the original god left, since you are so enlightened, the old man will naturally agree to your conditions in order to reward you!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Black Ancestor, and then his expression became dim, and he suddenly sighed heavily, and said: "Alas, I entered the Ghost Sect to control my own destiny, but I didn't expect that after entering the Ghost Sect, my fate would still be decided by others......