After Yuan Zhan defeated Zhong Li, it was Xiao Junyi who stepped onto the battlefield. No one else came out. He gained the rare initiative and could choose his opponent.
Xiao Junyi chose Guichen from the ancient witch tribe as his opponent.
Gui Chen's figure is very thin. Although his face is quite handsome, he always gives people a touch of gloom. Moreover, he seems to be very interested in Huang, who is also from the old village of Dry Road, and his eyes are always fixed on Huang's body.
When he walked out of the battlefield, the eyes staring at Xiao Junyi were even more gloomy. Now the person who has gained the initiative is naturally the one who wants to challenge the strongest and weakest person. Xiao Junyi chooses him and regards him as the weakest existence in the battlefield
Many people don't understand why Xiao Junyi chose Gui Chen as his opponent. This gloomy guy with mysterious power feels very dangerous, and of course he won't be the weakest one.
"You will be miserable." A gloomy sneer evoked from the corner of Gui Chen's mouth. Xiao Junyi looked very calm when he heard his words. From the moment he stepped on the battlefield, handsome and easy to always give people the feeling of calm and water, as if nothing had happened. It can make his heart have a wave of indifference to the extreme, and it feels cold and ruthless.
The people on Chenlu naturally understood how dangerous Xiao Junyi was. He was not only cold-blooded, even cold-blooded, but from his handsome face, he could never see the slightest cold-blooded meaning.
Ignoring Guichen's words, Xiao Junyi showed a bamboo Xiao in his hand and played it slowly beside his mouth. His clothes fluttered and danced with the wind. His handsome face and handsome posture were like a handsome young man.
Strands of invisible mental power penetrated into Guichen's mind with the sound, as if it turned into a wisp of dark death airflow, eroding towards Guichen's mental power.
A ray of black air appeared on Gui Chen's face, and his face became even more gloomy. His opponent seemed to be the same as him, and he was good at the Dark Element.
A green flame appeared in the mental will, burning the invading dark air like a ghost fire, causing the dark air to rush around. At the same time, only the sound of clattering came out, and there were vines rolling towards Xiao Junyi’s body. Go, and these vines are not green, but have a strange color. The vines seem to have sharp thorns, covering Xiao Junyi's body like a poisonous snake, and then buried towards his body.
"What kind of wood attribute power is this?"
"The ancient witches are good at evil attribute powers. They are by no means pure wood attributes. If they are entangled, they will lose their combat effectiveness in an instant."
Everyone stared at the battlefield, and the vines rolled down like giant pythons covering the sky, as if to seal Xiao Junyi's way out, but Xiao Junyi seemed to be unaware, still playing the bamboo Xiao.
Strands of dark air flow around his body, instantly submerging his body, like a black mist, when the python-like vines rolled on his body, it turned into a dark color in an instant, and withered directly. , And then wiped out.
"What a strong death-qi, he has cultivated the death-qi to this level. How many people's blood has his hands stained." The great figure of the Most Holy Taoist Palace looked at Xiao Junyi. There are very few people who practice the death-qi. Called a necromancer, it is not accepted by the orthodox practitioners, because to practice death, you need to contact a lot of dead people.
In the deserted state, there is a very terrifying life-spirit cultivator, a figure that many people dare not provoke, the dark sage.
Gui Chen frowned. The power of his cultivation was equally evil. However, he was suppressed by Xiao Junyi's deathly spirit. Even the power of evil attributes still has life, but Xiao Junyi's ability is to kill all beings.
"Om." There was a burst of fire, and the python vine that continued to roll towards Xiao Junyi directly burned flames. Wood attributes and flame attributes have always been incompatible. Wood burns when it meets fire, but Ghost Chen attaches itself to wood attributes with flame ability. Above the spell, a ghost-like light appeared in that space for an instant, and a colorful air flow floated out towards Xiao Junyi's body.
Xiao Junyi is still playing the bamboo Xiao, the dark air current around him is getting stronger and stronger, and he is whistling and dancing like a black snake, enveloping him in it. When this endless dark air current flows, the aura between heaven and earth It seems that it has all turned into darkness and death energy, and the flames burned, and it was also directly extinguished. Under the death energy, without any spiritual energy support, the spells would naturally not be able to burn.
Xiao Junyi lifted his footsteps. He blew the bamboo Xiao, step by step, and the darkness and death energy flowed crazily around him. No spells could survive wherever he went, and they were all destroyed and extinguished. He stepped out of the spell's coverage. Walking towards Guichen, his pace was very light and slow, obviously very comfortable, but everyone who watched the game felt chills.
The dark air 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. The sound of that song was like the music of death.
Gui Chen was restrained to death.
Behind Guichen, a terrifying dark phantom appeared, with huge patterns appearing, and a current of evil attributes flowed, turning into a huge and terrifying mark, like ancient characters of the ancient witch tribe.
"It's the spell of the ancient witch tribe." The eyes of the strong of the Supreme Sacred Dao Palace flickered, and the pattern became larger and larger, and a destructive air current flowed into the pattern. Gui Chen waved his palm, and the spell immediately came forward. Xiao Junyi killed him.
The long dark dragon around Xiao Junyi's body rushed out angrily, an endless stream of darkness passed through the spell, and then the spell turned into a dark color. The next moment it dissipated into formlessness, and Gui Chen's face suddenly became pale. Under this paleness, Another strand of black air kept flashing in his face, and he felt that his whole body had been eroded by the dead air, his vitality was weakening, and he was being stripped.
"I admit defeat." Gui Chen uttered a difficult voice. If he didn't admit defeat, he would die, and Xiao Junyi would really kill him.
"What a terrifying guy." Countless people trembled secretly, this Xiao Jun recalled the strength that broke out in this battle, which made people feel terrified.
Ye Futian also felt that Xiao Junyi was stronger than in Shenglu. This should have something to do with his killing in Shenglu. Too many people in Shenglu died in Xiao Junyi's hands and were refined into dead spirits by him.
"Are you the descendant of the Dark Xianjun?" someone asked in the direction of the Supreme Dao Palace.
"Yes." Xiao Junyi leaned back, and he was polite and polite, like a peerless son.
"I heard that you killed a lot of people in the holy road." The strong voice said indifferently: "The ability of death destroys human nature. If you practice this ability, it is a curse. Can you know the sin?"
Xiao Junyi raised his head to look at the strong man in the Most Sacred Dao Palace, his expression still did not have too many waves, and said: "If the predecessors think I am guilty, is the Most Holy Dao Palace also guilty?"
"Presumptuous." The strongest man in the Holy Taoist Palace ranted coldly.
Xiao Junyi was not afraid, still raised his head to look at each other, and slowly said: "I drove the holy road, everything is done within the rules of the holy road, the holy road is opened up by the holy road, and all parties in the barren state are strong. Those who set foot, contend for holy orders, relics, and kill endlessly. Those who are still on the battlefield today, who dare to say that there is no blood in their hands, killing a hundred people is guilty, killing ten people is not guilty? If I am guilty, open the holy road and lay down rules Where is the Most Holy Taoist Palace?"
The Supreme Dao Palace powerhouse stared at Xiao Junyi indifferently, but could not refute the other party's words.
"Go on." Another strong man said, and the elder on the ladder nodded: "You two retreat, and the battle continues."
Xiao Junyi was right. Everything is under the rules. If the Holy Dao Palace kills him, then what is the Holy Dao Palace that makes the rules? Isn't it slapped yourself.
Obviously, Guichen was not selected, it was not that his strength was not enough, but that the great figure in the Holy Dao Palace didn't want to accept Guichen as a doorman.
Xiao Junyi quietly turned and left the battlefield. He knew very well that the Holy Tao Palace could not move him, a group of hypocritical people.
The two figures flashed out almost at the same time, many people were taken aback, their eyes fell on the young man in gorgeous clothes, the royal family Huang Jiuge.
Everyone looked at the figure on the opposite side of Huang Jiuge, and secretly said in their hearts that this fat man was unlucky enough to encounter Huang Jiuge to play.
Yi Xiaoshi was also a little depressed, and the opponent he encountered was a bit strong.
Huang Jiuge's strength is definitely the strongest group in the battlefield, and many people regard him as a strong presence in the top three.
The life and soul of the emperor vine bloomed, an incomparably huge ancient emperor tree appeared, and the endless golden branches and leaves of the vines crazily stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, growing crazily.
There was a clattering sound, and the terrifying golden vines fell down, killing them like a bolt of lightning toward Huang Jiuge.
A mighty imperial aura appeared on Huang Jiuge's body, as if he was wearing an imperial armor, a sword of the emperor appeared, Huang Jiuge pointed towards the void, and the sword of the emperor suddenly smashed out. The extremely tough golden vine was cut off easily.
However, the vines that had been severed reproduced in an instant, and more and more vines appeared, sealing Huang Jiuge’s body, and more vines slashed out, like endless golden spears. The song is buried in it.
The sword of the emperor was cut frantically, but the more you cut it, the more the vines seem to grow. They grow savagely. Huang Jiuge screamed, suddenly the sword shot forward, but the endless golden vines were cast into a golden side. The tree wall, the sword of the emperor pierced madly, but eventually disappeared in it, and Yi Xiaoshi could not be seen.
The vine that grew wildly and savagely swallowed an unknown amount of spiritual energy, and it grew so strong that it flooded the battlefield. There was a vine wrapped around Huang Jiuge’s legs. The blade wanted to pierce, but couldn’t penetrate the armor of the emperor. He crazily wrapped his body and buried Huang Jiuge in it.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the vines burst wildly, Huang Jiuge's body bloomed with extremely strong brilliance, like a real human queen, behind him, a figure appeared, like a human emperor, this figure filled with terrible power. At the same time, another sword appeared, just like a human sword, indispensable.
Huang Jiuge is not pure sword repair, but there is a sword in his fate soul. He has not only one fate soul, but three fate souls.
The people of the royal family who have always claimed to be the descendants of the human queen call these three life souls: the human emperor body, the human emperor sword, and the human emperor bow!
PS: There is a third update today, but it may be late. Brothers who can't wait will watch it tomorrow!