C181 The Strange pollen

"Can Big Brother Duan recognize the Fate Soul behind Hua Ziping?" Looking at the purple moon empress floating behind Hua Ziping, Ouyang Chilian asked with lingering fear in his heart. A year ago, he met Hua Ziping in the top twenty of Dragon and Phoenix Ranking. If it wasn't for him giving up his left arm decisively, the grass on his grave would have already grown to a height of one meter by now.

"If I'm not wrong, that should be the Sixteenth Heavenly Layer's soul piece of Violet Jade Rose." Looking at the purple rose flower behind Hua Ziping, and the strange pollen that was continuously spurting out bits and pieces of stars from the stamen of the flower, Ouyang Duan judged that this was the Violet Moonflower that was known as the rarest Fate Soul of the Sixteenth Heavenly Layer.

To Ouyang Duan, a fate soul of the Sixteenth Heavenly Layer was not rare, because he himself had three fate souls of the Sixteenth Heavenly Layer. And his most commonly used Fate Soul came from the twenty-first heaven. This Fate Soul was rather special, so it used quite a few shameful methods.

So when he found out that Fang Xiuling also had a fate soul that came from the twenty-first heaven, Ouyang Duan was more shocked than anyone else. After all, he had sacrificed thirty-six of his own kind in order to barely reach the Twenty Layered Heavens after using the soul offering formation. Moreover, after he reached the twenty-first heaven, he had no choice but to grab onto a fate soul.

"Little Brother Tang Ao, do you have any last words?" In Stage Number 1, Hua Ziping's eyes flashed with a cruel light. At this time, the pollen of Violet Moonflower's Fate Soul had already spread throughout the entire first elevated platform. As long as he was willing, he could take Tang Ao's little life at any time.

"Wah!" Flower, so handsome. "

"The soul piece of the blooming Violet Moon Rose has already been laid out. It'll be hard for him not to lose now."

"Flower, stop wasting words with him. Defeat him in one move."

Being Hua Ziping's brainless fans, within the entire inner sect of Seven Killing Sect, it could be said that these female disciples understood Hua Ziping's methods the best. Therefore, when they saw the light purple colored pollen filling the stage, they knew that Hua Ziping had already won.

In the last Dragon and Phoenix Ranking Competition, Hua Ziping fought a total of ten matches, and only three people walked down the stage alive. The rest remained in the arena forever. During the competition, Hua Ziping had given them countless chances to admit defeat, but these seven people had to bring about their own deaths, so they deserved to die. At least in the eyes of the female disciples.

Although the male disciples hated Hua Ziping with envy, they did not know much about his methods.

"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, what is that purple thing on the arena stage?"

"I've never seen it either. However, the Spiritual Energy fluctuations above it are extremely weak. It shouldn't be any powerful method."

"Eh, something's not right."

"Did Brother Zhao see anything?"

"Have you noticed that the purple pollen is mixed with the spiritual energy of the world?"

"Mix together with the spirit energy of the heaven and earth? "In other words …" The disciple did not continue. This was because he had already thought of a terrifying matter.

The spirit energy between heaven and earth could be absorbed and refined by martial artists, but the pollen that gushed out from Hua Ziping's soul piece of Violet Moon Flower could be mixed together with the spirit energy. In other words, as long as a martial artist could absorb the surrounding spirit energy during a battle, they would absorb the pollen into their body as well. If the pollen was poisonous, then they could use this method to poison their enemies to death.

Thinking of this, an inner sect disciple looked at a young man in white who had a pale complexion.

"Senior brother Liu, is the pollen poisonous?"

Liu Shuifeng took out a silver needle and flew to the side of the stage before returning to Liu Shuifeng's hand. He looked at the color of the silver needle. Liu Shuifeng shook his head, "Junior Brother Hua Ziping's pollen does not contain any poison. At the very least, the pollen that cover the stage right now is not poisonous."

Looking at the pollen on the silver needle, Liu Shuifeng found it very strange. Liu Shuifeng, who came from an aristocratic family of medicine, was able to tell with a single glance that the pollen on the needle was indeed real pollen.

According to the medical records of the Liu Family, the Nanxing Grass should have been extinct a thousand years ago. Even the Liu Family's warehouse only contained a broken specimen. At this moment, the arena was filled with the pollen of the Nanxing Grass. With these pollen, it was unknown how much Nanxing Grass they could grow.

On the stage, Tang Ao felt uncomfortable listening to Hua Ziping's words. Ever since the stage was covered with the strange purple pollen, Hua Ziping seemed to have eaten himself, and continued to provoke him. Although he did not know what Hua Ziping was doing, he had already activated the Seven Killing Massacre Spell to its peak state.

Cultivating until now, Tang Ao realized that the Seven Killing Massacre Spell did not seem to be complete. Relying on his previous life, from the eyes of the Demon Lord, he could already confirm that there was a problem with the Seven Killing Massacre Spell after he cultivated it to this extent. Although there was a problem with it, Tang Ao was sure that the Seven Killing Massacre Spell was a powerful technique.

In his previous life, he had fought to the death with many experts from many different places, so he knew all sorts of strange fate souls. Although Violet Moon Flower's Fate Soul was known as the rarest Fate Soul of the Sixteen Heavens, Tang Ao had seen it more than once in his previous life. There was even more than one warrior killed by Tang Ao who possessed the fate soul of Zi Luoyan.

At this moment, a layer of faint flames was burning within the meridians all over Tang Ao's body, and the moment Hua Ziping's pollen entered his meridians, it would instantly be burnt into nothingness.

"Junior Brother Tang Ao, I'll give you one last chance. There's still time for us to admit defeat. " Although Hua Ziping said that, he did not have any intention of letting Tang Ao go. In the instant that Tang Ao admitted defeat, he would pretend that he was unable to suppress his Fate Soul, and thus' accidentally 'kill Tang Ao. There were many who had seen this move, but only a few had personally experienced it and had survived.

To a martial artist, the more mysterious their martial skill's fate soul was, the better. Therefore, Hua Ziping did not plan to let Tang Ao leave the stage alive. Others might not be able to see through Hua Ziping's little scheme, but Tang Ao was very clear about it. All the people he had battled with had had the same thought.

But now they were dead. From Hua Ziping's gaze, Tang Ao saw a bloodthirsty and brutal expression. Such a gaze was not something that an ordinary person could possess. For someone to have such a gaze, the debt of blood in his hands must be an astronomical figure. When Tang Ao was sensing carefully, he discovered that every single pollen that filled the entire stage had a trace of a soul.

Looking at the countless pollen on the stage, Tang Ao could not believe that Hua Ziping had actually killed so many people. There were also old, weak, and handicapped souls among these people. Their soul power was extremely weak. They were probably not martial practitioners, but ordinary unarmed people. Tang Ao had already secretly come to a conclusion, this man who was full of debt — Damn it!