Looking at the ghost that suddenly appeared between them, Jiang Wuchen''s eyes were cold and said in a cold voice, "we haven''t decided the outcome of this competition."


    Long Bufan''s eyes were also slightly frozen. He secretly operated Zhenyuan and forcibly suppressed the injury in his body for the time being. He vaguely felt that the ghost appeared on the killing platform at this time, which seemed strange, so he had to be more vigilant.


    "Hey, hey, do you think you still have the strength to continue fighting?"


    The ghost looked at Jiang Wuchen, and a cold murderous spirit flashed in his scarlet eyes. He said with a grim smile: "it doesn''t hurt to tell you. In fact, this is the place for the tower master to cultivate and kill Taoism. In the end, none of you can leave here. Your Qi and blood can only be reduced to the nourishment of the tower of the brave."


    At the same time, the ghost directly swallowed the blood evil fruit in his hand. The next moment, long Bufan and Jiang Wuchen were surprised to see that with the blood evil fruit swallowed by the ghost, his body expanded rapidly at an amazing speed, and his whole body was filled with a towering evil spirit.


    Seeing this, long Bufan''s eyes are slightly heavy. It seems that he is right. The real purpose of this brave tower is to attract many martial artists who practice killing Taoism to flock in, and then fight with each other, making the blood evil spirit here more and more strong. The ultimate beneficiary is the mysterious tower master who hides in the dark to extract energy!


    "Hiss --!"


    A stream of scarlet blood mist continuously ejected from the ghost''s body, and then these blood mist quickly retracted, condensed directly on the ghost''s body surface into a thick blood flail, wrapped around the whole body, and at the fingertips of both palms, sharp blood spikes protruded, emitting a fierce cold.


    With the changes in this short period of time, the smell of the ghost rose abruptly in the shocked eyes of long Bufan and Jiang Wuchen, reaching the level of the middle stage of the demon king, which is equivalent to the peak of the heaven realm of human martial practitioners!


    Seeing this scene, long Bufan pursed his lips. Unexpectedly, the ghost''s strength was so strong. Moreover, this guy was only a subordinate of the tower master.


    It is hard to imagine how terrible his power will be for the tower master who has never appeared? It''s better than the peak of Tianzun realm. At least it''s half a step to reach the emperor''s realm, or even the real emperor''s realm!


    Thinking of this, long Bufan couldn''t help taking a breath of cold air secretly, and his eyes were slowly dignified. If he was going to face such a terrible and powerful opponent, today''s situation was really dangerous!


    On the killing platform, the huge figure of the ghost suddenly floated up and looked down at the two badly injured dragons Bufan and Jiang Wuchen. Their indifferent eyes were like looking at two tiny mole ants.


    "It''s an honor to let me do it myself, even if you die..."


    When long Bufan''s eyes flickered and he thought about whether to use the talisman puppet now, the scarlet pupils of the ghost shadow were covered with a fierce cold. Immediately, his eyes suddenly locked on long Bufan''s figure, and his voice smiled darkly: "The blood of the royal family contains the essence of the dragon. In recent years, almost no royal family members have entered the tower. I miss the taste of the blood I tasted at that time more and more."


    At the moment when the voice fell, the ghost turned into a bloody shadow without warning. It swept away directly at the Dragon at an amazing speed!