In this way, there must be a life-or-death decision between him and Lu Ye before the fighting platform will be unsealed. Before that, neither player can interfere with their fight.

He is absolutely sure that he can kill Lu Ye here, because he is stronger than when he fought with Lu Ye not long ago!

By the time he finished speaking, Jiao had turned into a line of blood and charged towards Lu Ye.

At this time, erratic figures suddenly appeared on the empty seats around the fighting stage.

Those figures have no substance, as if they are just soul bodies, some are solid, some are ethereal, as if they may disappear at any time.

At first, the number of these souls was not large, but it quickly increased rapidly. It seemed that the battle that had not yet started here disturbed their slumber and made them wake up.

These souls are all monks who were defeated and killed in the battle arena. Their bodies died and disappeared here, but their souls were imprisoned by the power of the most precious treasure. Bear the torture until the moment your soul dies.

In the blink of an eye, the empty seats around him were less than half filled, and the number was still increasing.

Of course it is impossible for Jiao Jiao alone to kill so many monks. In fact, this is the first time he has used the fighting platform to compete with others. Before this, he has never killed any enemy here.

However, there is not only one treasure fighting platform. There have been countless souls throughout the ages. These souls have all died in other fighting platforms.

Seeing Jiao's menacing attack, many souls immediately boiled, and endless wailing sounds came from around the seats, like a ghostly wind whistling.

After countless years of torture, most of these souls have lost their own intelligence. In ancient and modern times, they are just a group of lonely ghosts.

Any battle in the fighting arena will cause them to react abnormally and become crazy. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves howling at first sounds like they are cheering for Jiao Jiao, but it also disturbs the people's mood.

Lu Ye's face changed slightly.

It was not because of Jiao's menacing attack, but because he was here, he clearly felt the malice of those souls towards him. One or two rays were nothing, but countless rays gathered together, even he felt chills all over.

These souls have lost their intelligence, but because they died in the fighting arena, they have instinctive malice towards any living creature that intrudes here.

It can be foreseen that if there were no restrictions surrounding the arena, these many lonely ghosts would rush up in an instant and drown him and Jiao Jiao.

Although the arena was large, Jiao Jiao was extremely fast. It took only a dozen breaths to reach him. As soon as the blood line was closed, it turned into his figure. The short blade in his hand turned into gold and silver, and he slashed towards Lu Ye crazily.

Lu Ye did not hesitate to activate his holy nature.

Those who have suffered big losses under this guy before will certainly not dare to neglect him.

At the moment when the holy nature filled the air, Jiao's movements were obviously stagnant for a very short time, and the Tao power and Qi and blood flowing through his body were all suppressed.

He couldn't help but frown, because compared to the last time he fought with Lu Ye, the holiness of this human warrior cultivator seemed to have... improved again.

The improvement is not big, but it is indeed an improvement, because I am suppressed more.

When did the sanctity of this clan become so easy to improve? Jiao is a little confused. You have to know that even he had to practice hard for dozens or hundreds of years before he could make some insignificant improvement in his holiness. But at his current point, it is already difficult to improve. That's not What can be achieved with the help of external forces requires a lot of time and energy to practice, study, and develop the power of one's own bloodline. JrNovels.com