Next, Yuan Yue, Lang Huan, and Yi Huantian were several powerful people who went down one after another, and they all won easily, and even Huang Zihua of the Danhua faction fought hard for a round and won with difficulty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The only one who was eliminated among the people Zhu Jue knew was Helian Ci, who had a relationship with one side in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he met a seed player of the Burning Sun Gate, and when the pill was exhausted, he was still defeated by the opponent's Burning Sun Qi, and he was defeated.

There were a total of sixteen games in the first round, and the penultimate game was finally Zhu Jue's turn, but his opponent was one of the ghost sects.

Today's Ghost Sect is no longer the Ghost Sect of thousands of years ago, because it is not a sect at all. About 8,000 years ago, the Ghost Sect was not a righteous force, but it could be said that everyone shouted and beat it, and then there was a top master in the loose cultivation, and he single-handedly entered the mountain gate of the Ghost Sect, and actually slaughtered the Ghost Sect.

Later, the exercises of the Ghost Sect fell into his hands, and he regarded them as treasures, believing that the unworthy descendants of the Ghost Sect had not exerted the original power of the exercises at all. Then he improved this set of exercises, and the process of cultivation has been accepted by the world, although the appearance is inevitably eerie, but the strength is extraordinary.

So a new sect was born with him as his honor, but the name was still called the Ghost Sect, but it changed, and the evil sect became the right path, and it was gradually accepted by the sects.

Today, this disciple of the Ghost Sect seems to be the best in his own sect, although he can't see the realm of Zhu Jue on the other side, but his expression is not flustered, and there is even a little confidence in his eyes, obviously he has the means to be self-assured.

No, as soon as Yuan Zhengping above the ring announced the start, he shot almost at the same time, and a white banner suddenly shook out billowing black smoke, and the momentum was amazing.

"Thousand Soul Banners, it's Thousand Soul Banners!"

Someone outside the venue recognized it and was immediately shocked.

This Thousand Soul Banner is the famous treasure of the Ghost Sect, ranking in the middle grade, and it was an important means for the former Ghost Sect Sect Master to kill the Quartet when he was young, but now it was taken out by a disciple, how could it not make everyone frightened.

The treasure itself alone is extremely powerful, not to mention that there are nearly a thousand resentful souls hidden inside.

Hearing this name being called, some young disciples had never heard of it, so they quietly asked the elders of the sect next to them, how did they collect a thousand resentful souls, and no one cared about the decency?

The elder smiled helplessly and explained:

"Those resentful spirits are not human, they are all demon beasts. The Ghost Sect has always been very powerful, so the other big factions naturally turn a blind eye and don't bother to care. ”

It turns out that when the soul dies, it will dissipate instantly, and it is the most difficult to collect, and the ghost sect can only collect a complete and powerful resentful soul by sealing it with spiritual mud before killing the demon **.

Outsiders still have idle discussions and explanations, but Zhu Jue in the field has already been tricked.

There's no way, the arena is so big, it's just a thousand feet, and when the white flag shakes out, it's a rolling black shadow, which fills the surroundings in an instant, and there is nowhere to hide.

When the black smoke melted into his nose, it was immediately fishy and annoying, and when his heart was shaking, he felt that there seemed to be thousands of strange gray phantoms in the black smoke, whining and attacking him, Zhu Jue had faintly regretted it in his heart...... If you knew that the other party had this kind of treasure, you should have made a thunderous move at the beginning and didn't give him a chance to shake the flag!

Sometimes in a moment's thought, in order to play chic and beautiful, the winner is often divided.

Zhu Jue was vigilant in his heart, this is a great competition between the various sects, and all the major sects have piled up all kinds of resources and magic weapons on their disciples, and they must no longer judge the victory or defeat with the ordinary realm, so they must fight the lion and the rabbit and win quickly with all their might.

But at this time, it was too late to think about that, in the black smoke, Zhu Jue's body had been entangled by many resentful spirits, and suddenly all kinds of miserable screams, fear and resentment entered his mind, and there was a desire to tear himself into two parts in a trance......

"Poof!"

Zhu Jue suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a puff of blood mist, and the pure yang blood qi suddenly dispersed a lot of the layers of unjust souls around him, and with this moment of sobriety, between the lightning and flint, he suddenly weighed like a thousand catties, and smashed downward, and in an instant he dodged the killing move of the disciple of the ghost sect, and countless white sharp qi grazed from above his head, and at the same time, with a "bang", he had fallen under the ring, and smashed into a depth of more than five inches.

"Chance!"

Zhu Jue's eyes flashed, and while he hurriedly ingested an Ice Heart Pill, he pointed his finger upward, and suddenly a blue electric intent jumped out of his fingertips, as if he had hooked something, and disappeared with a "snap". In the vast black mist, his feet were embedded in the center of the ring, and he pointed to the sky with one hand, proudly standing still, as if waiting for something.

At the same time, in the depths of the clear sky more than ten miles away, there was a faint sound of "rumbling", which seemed to have responded, and then countless clouds appeared inexplicably, gathering towards the sky above the ring, and in a blink of an eye, there was gradually a trend of dark clouds covering the sky.

"Oh no!

The disciple was shocked, "You have to interrupt him!"

Lei Fa specializes in overcoming the evil spirits, and he is the nemesis of the Ghost Sect, how can the true disciples of the Ghost Sect not know, and in an instant, the gray flying sword was sacrificed, and it went straight to Zhu Jue's chest below.

Zhu Jue was concentrating on secretly transporting a big move of the Zixiao Heavenly Fury God Thunder, and at the critical moment, where did he have time to sacrifice the purple electric sword to resist at this moment, but he saw clearly that it was the flying sword that flew instead of the mysterious sharp aura on the white banner that made him jealous, and his heart was slightly relieved, "That's it, since it is a flying sword, at most it will receive one sword from you, so what?"

In an instant, the other hand that was hanging in the void had popped out a finger, and there was a long sound of the "bell", and Zhu Jue's fingers hurt, "Treasure!"

Zhu Jue Jindan's peak cultivation, the Heavenly Demon did not bend to the realm of Dacheng, and the flying sword was neither shattered nor shocked, but only slightly deviated, and with a "poof" sound, it was inserted into the diaphragm below.

Inserted less than three inches, Zhu Jue's muscles suddenly tightened, and he couldn't enter again.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At the same time, the thunderbolt finally fell, and the pitch-black cloud curtain in the sky and the thousand-zhang ring directly below were like a giant drum formed by the blue light of the Dao, and in an instant, the loud roar was endless, and the blue snake and silver dragon shook like a glow, and the elders who saw the peak and the void in the air were shocked.

――"Earth-level top-level exercises!It's the ground-level top-level exercises 'Zixiao Heavenly Fury Divine Thunder'! A disciple of the Jindan Realm has actually been refined, and there is such power, how is it possible!"

Different from the surprise of the people watching the excitement outside the field, the ghost sect disciple in the electric light was not only incredulous, but also dodged left and right, while desperately shaking the white banner with a sense of paralysis, wanting to take back nearly a thousand resentful souls, the black smoke was obviously very afraid of the thunderbolt in the sky, and contracted rapidly, but there were countless resentful ghosts crying wolves and howling were struck by the lightning and disappeared into the invisible smell of burnt.

"I throw in the towel!"

Before being struck by a silver snake thunderbolt, he finally had time to call out these three words, and at the same time he was angry, "How can I compensate my ancestors......

With a tilt of his head, he had fainted before fainting in pain......