The old man in the blood-red robe slowly stood up, his eyes shining coldly, and he glanced at the audience like an eagle's eyes.

"My young master practiced at the age of three, reached the fifth level of acquired realm at the age of ten, and reached the ninth level of acquired realm at the age of fifteen, and is now a top master in the sixth level of innate realm. Nangong Liye's reputation as big as a stinky girl is just a rumor that everyone is praising, and she is just spreading rumors. She has been deified by you ants. If she dares to appear in front of my young master, she will immediately step on her feet!" The old man in a blood-colored robe was very arrogant, and he did not take the cultivators present at all, and directly called the cultivators present as ants.

Nangong Liye looked calm and looked at the arrogant old man in the blood robe. This is a master of innate five-level cultivation, and he is indeed capable of looking down on the cultivator present. It is precisely because he is afraid of the old man's strength that the cultivators present dare not speak out.

She and Fuyao both restrained their cultivation, and they looked like an ordinary couple cultivator. And their realm was not high. Fuyao held her hand and asked her with his eyes, are you angry?

She smiled faintly and shook her head.

"What? Are you not convinced?" The old man in the blood robe sneered, "If you don't agree, you can challenge my young master. However, it's a price to take the initiative with my young master. It's okay if you win, but if you lose, you will have to leave your life behind. My young master has been practicing a magical skill recently, which requires a large amount of souls to guide you. Although your soul is dirty, it can barely be used." The old man in the blood robe sneered and sarcastically.

"Who is the cultivator who dares to despise my master in the ghost city so much? I will meet your young master for a while!" An old man with red hair stood up, his ghost power surged, and he roared and rushed towards the young man.

This is a master of the fourth realm of the innate realm. He was angry with the words and attitude of the old man in the blood robe, so he took action.

The red-haired old man had a ghostly spirit in his hands, and he slapped his iron palms in the air, and slapped the young man's head.

Bang!

The arrogant young man's right hand slid into the air, and a white light shot out, and with a bang, it shook the old man away. The ghost energy in the red-haired old man's body was shaken away, his body shattered, and turned into a blood mist.

"Catch it!" The arrogant young man waved his right hand, and the red-haired old man's soul turned into a bloody light and shot into the young man's eyebrows with a shrill scream.

"Very good, the soul of a master of the fourth realm of nature is indeed delicious." The arrogant young man sneered, his tongue added to his lips, and said coldly.

"Devour other people's souls, you, you are the devil's behavior! You will be killed by the people of the world!" A middle-aged man stood up, furiously and shouted loudly.

"What? Are you not convinced? If you don't agree, you can attack me. I don't mind accepting your dirty soul." The young man curled his lips and sneered.

"You..." The middle-aged man, his face flushed, did not dare to step forward. The young man in front of him was too evil and his methods were extremely cruel. He believed that he was not his opponent.

"Don't say it's you, even if Nangong Liye kissed me, I'll take her soul. I heard that she is the fifth child of the Nangong family, so I don't mind taking her soul from the entire Nangong family." The arrogant young man slowly stood up, scanned the audience and sneered.
Chapter completed!