Chapter 098: The Thought of Death Emerges!

Puff puff!

Accompanied by the sound of sharp weapons entering the body one after another, candle soul nails pierced into Ling Xuzi's body one after another!

"Haotian, you might as well just kill me!!"

Looking at Ling Xuzi who was nailed to the main hall, his true essence was tightly locked by the candle soul, and even his true essence could not be released from the body!

The same goes for the other elders. Lord Haotian did not kill them, but lined them up and pinned them to the sect hall.

"Ling Xuzi, think about how arrogant and domineering the monks of your Taixu Immortal Sect were thousands of years ago, and how they stepped on my face with their stinky feet!"

"I have waited too long for this moment, how could I let you die so easily?"

"Do you still remember back then? You, Master Lingxu, was the eldest brother of Taixu Immortal Sect. How majestic you were. In the secret realm of Yanyang, I knelt down to you and begged for mercy. I just asked you to let me live."

"Looking back now, this incident still fills me with hatred and cannot be forgotten all day long, so that I think about how to kill you every day!"

Ling Xuzi sneered, "So, you're not willing to give in?"

Lord Haotian laughed and said, "You're a tough talker. Look at you now. You can't do anything."

"Kneel down and beg me, maybe I can spare your life!"

Ling Xuzi's eyes widened, "You're dreaming!"

Lord Haotian Tian snorted coldly, "You just keep being tough. Someone, come here and bring all the disciples of the Taixu Immortal Sect to me!"

With an order, a group of Heavenly Sword Sect suddenly came from all directions and pressed each of the inner sect disciples down in front of the sect's main hall.

The disciples looked reluctant when they saw Ling Xuzi and the elders being nailed to the hall, but they were restrained and could only kneel on the ground and watch this scene.

A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect pulled out a spiritual sword and directly opened the clothes of a female disciple, "Master, this bitch..."

Lord Haotian showed a weird smile, "With me here, she can't do anything. You can do whatever you want."

The female disciple looked pale and said, "Zhang, Master..."

Ling Xuzi was furious when he saw what they did, "Haotian, you!!"

Lord Haotian smiled and shook his head, "Why, you are unwilling to give in, but you are a useless person now, so just watch it carefully."

Jingxu knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth. His hands were locked by purple gold stone chains, and the Qingfeng Sword was also captured by them.

Looking at the disciples of the Tianjian Sect, they are now tearing apart the clothes of each of the junior sisters!

Restricted by this purple gold stone lock, they can't do anything and can only be at the mercy of others!

At this moment, Dan Chenzi slowly crossed the crowd and came directly in front of Wuxie Sanren, "Oh, junior sister, look at what you look like now."

"It's really heartbreaking."

Dan Chenzi held up Wuxie Sanren's chin with his hand, and the look in his eyes was full of teasing, "Tell me, if you had obeyed me back then, you wouldn't have to suffer like this now."

"I told you, if you refuse me, you will regret it sooner or later."

The killing intent in Wuxie Sanren's eyes was like water, "Repent?"

"What I regret most is that I didn't kill you, the traitor!"

Snapped!

Dan Chenzi slapped Wuxie Sanren directly on the face, "Give you a chance to reorganize your language. Now kneel down and beg for mercy. I will spare your life."

Wuxie Sanren had a palm mark on his cheek, "Don't even think about it!"

Dan Chenzi became very interested when he saw this, "Yes, yes, that's it. The more you disobey, the more excited I am!"

I saw him slowly pulling out a short knife and gently licking the tip of the knife with his tongue, "It would be so heart-breaking if there were two more cuts on this delicate little face..."

Poof! !

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon cutting flesh and blood, a column of blood suddenly spurted out from Dan Chenzi's neck!

bump!

A dead human head fell to the ground and slowly rolled down in front of Wu Xie Sanren.

The smelly blood sprayed onto her body, but the pungent smell did not cause Wu Xie Sanren any discomfort.

Because her attention at the moment was all behind Dan Chenzi's headless corpse!

"Big Brother!"

Senior brother? !

When Wuxie Sanren said this, everyone was shocked. Ling Xuzi suddenly raised his head and saw Chen Xuanqing standing proudly in the crowd with a sword in his right hand!

Even he didn't notice when Chen Xuanqing appeared!

Ling Xuzi was shocked and frightened. He looked at Chen Xuanqing with wide eyes, "Why, why haven't you left yet!"

Chen Xuanqing threw out a sword flower in his hand, "They should be the ones who should leave, not me."

Lord Haotian turned his head sharply, "It's you, that sword cultivator. It turns out you are the senior brother of Taixu Immortal Sect."

"Those people were still talking to me before they died, ah, senior brother will avenge us, senior brother, senior brother, it's endless, endless!"

"So you are that senior brother."

"In the foundation building stage, you are not even qualified to let me kill you. Chitian, come and kill him for me."

After Mr. Haotian finished speaking, a young man wearing a white robe and a hair crown came over. This man was the true disciple of Mr. Haotian!

Chitian Sanren!

Mid-stage pill formation cultivation!

I saw Chitian Sanren raising the sword in his hand with a look of disdain, "Foundation Establishment Stage, haha, I just let you sneak attack for a Pill Formation Stage, you really don't know how much you weigh?"

"Today I……"

Poof! !

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body, Chen Xuanqing's figure flashed like a phantom and instantly appeared behind Chi Tian San Ren!

Chi Tian San Ren had no time to react, and saw Chen Xuanqing holding the sword in his backhand and piercing his chest directly!

What speed is this!

Is he really only in the foundation building stage!

Chi Tian San Ren's pupils shrank, "When!"

"You!"

Chen Xuanqing's eyes narrowed, "You are more noisy than your master."

Gulp!

Accompanied by a swallowing sound, Chen Xuanqing's Death Sword suddenly squirmed, like a living thing!

The blood vessels on the Death Sword kept squirming, as if the blood vessels were working to transport blood to the sword!

And Chi Tian San Ren's figure also shrank visibly, as if he had lost too much blood and his face turned pale, and in a moment he became a dry skeleton!

Chi Tian San Ren widened his eyes, "Wait, wait, Master! Master! Help..."

Puff!

Chen Xuanqing drew his sword fiercely, and the blood-colored light on the Death Sword shone even brighter at this moment.

A blood-colored female shadow slowly condensed behind Chen Xuanqing. She licked her fingers and smiled sickly, "Not enough, not enough."

"I want more."

"Kill them all. I want their blood myself!"

After seeing this scene again, everyone present was stunned!

Ling Xuzi widened his eyes, "Prison Blood Sword·Death Soul Devouring, after more than 200,000 years, someone actually pulled it out..."

It is said that in ancient times, the Immortal Lord Qi Tian killed the Blood Refining Demon Lord under the Taixu Immortal Mountain. After the death of the Blood Refining Demon Lord, the murder weapon in his hand fell into the Taixu Spirit Eye and was sealed here by later generations.

It has been more than 200,000 years!

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