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Chapter 98 Death Thought Birth!

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

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

Looking at Ling Xuzi who was nailed to the main hall, his true essence was locked so tightly by the candle soul, that even the primordial spirit couldn't be released from the body!

The same goes for the other elders, True Lord Haotian didn't kill them, but nailed them in a row to the main hall of the sect.

"Ling Xuzi, think about how arrogant and domineering the monks of your Taixu Xianmen 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?"

"Remember back then, you Daoist Lingxu was the senior brother of the Taixu Immortal Sect, what a prestige, I knelt down to you and begged for mercy in the Yanyang secret realm, just begging you to let me live."

"Thinking back now, this matter still makes me hate it, and I can't forget it all day long, so that I think about how to kill you every day!"

Ling Xuzi sneered, "So, you are not reconciled?"

Haotian Zhenjun laughed, "You're a dead duck, look at you now, you can't do anything."

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

Ling Xuzi rolled his eyes, "You're dreaming!"

Zhenjun Haotian snorted coldly, "You can continue to be stubborn, come, and put all the disciples of his Taixu Immortal Sect on me!"

With an order, a group of Heavenly Sword Sects suddenly rushed from all directions, crushing the inner disciples one by one and throwing them in front of the main hall of the sect.

All the disciples were unwilling to see Ling Xuzi and the elders nailed to the hall, but they were controlled by others and could only kneel on the ground and watch this scene.

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

Zhenjun Haotian showed a strange smile, "With me here, she can't do anything, you can do whatever you want."

The female disciple turned pale, "Palm, sect master..."

Seeing what they did, Ling Xuzi immediately burst into anger, "Haotian, you!!"

Zhenjun Haotian shook his head with a smile, "Why, I'm not reconciled, but now you are a useless person, so just watch 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 seized by them.

Looking at those Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, they are tearing apart the clothes of each of their juniors and seniors!
Restricted by this purple stone lock, they can do nothing but 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 your current appearance."

"It really hurts."

Dan Chenzi supported Wuxie Sanren's chin with his hands, his eyes were full of teasing, "Tell me, if you had followed me back then, you wouldn't have to suffer like this now."

"As I said, reject me, you will regret it sooner or later."

The murderous intent in Wuxie Sanren's eyes was like water, "Regret?"

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

Snapped!
Dan Chenzi directly slapped Wuxie Sanren on the face, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language, now kneel down and beg for mercy, I will spare your life."

There was a palm print on Wuxie Sanren's cheek, "Don't even think about it!"

Seeing this, Dan Chenzi became very excited, "Yes, yes, that's it, the more you refuse to follow, the more excited I am!"

I saw him slowly draw out a short knife, and lightly licked the tip of the knife with his tongue, "If there are two more cuts on this delicate face, it will be more heart-warming..."

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

bump!
A dead head fell to the ground, and slowly rolled down in front of Wuxie Sanren.

The stench of blood sprayed on her body, but the pungent smell did not cause Wuxie Sanren any discomfort.

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

"Big Brother!"

Big Brother? !

Wuxie Sanren's words shocked everyone, 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 find out when Chen Xuanqing appeared!
Ling Xuzi was startled and terrified, he stared at Chen Xuanqing with wide eyes, "Why, why haven't you left yet!"

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

True Lord Haotian turned his head sharply, "It's you, that sword repairman, so you are the elder brother of Taixu Immortal Sect."

"In the foundation building period, you don't even have the qualifications to let me kill you, Chi Tian, ​​you come and kill him for the teacher."

After the words of Master Haotian, a young man in a white robe and hair crown came over. This person is the true disciple of Master Haotian!
Chi Tian scattered people!

The mid-term cultivation base of alchemy!

I saw Chi Tian Sanren raised the sword in his hand with a look of disdain, "Foundation establishment stage, hehe, I just let you sneak attack a pill formation stage just now, so I really don't know how much I am?"

"Today I……"

puff! !
Accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body, Chen Xuanqing's figure flashed away like a phantom, and instantly appeared behind Chi Tian San Ren!
Chi Tian Sanren had no time to react, and saw Chen Xuanqing holding the sword in his backhand, and directly pierced his chest!

What a speed!

Is he really just in the foundation building period!
Chitian Sanren's pupils shrank, "When!"

"you!"

Chen Xuanqing rolled his eyes, "You are noisier than your master."

Gudong!

Accompanied by the sound of swallowing, Chen Xuanqing's Death Nian Sword suddenly squirmed like a living thing!
I saw the veins on the body of the Death Nian sword kept squirming, as if the blood vessels were pumping blood to the sword body!
And Chi Tian Sanren's figure also shriveled visibly to the naked eye, as if his complexion turned pale when he lost too much blood, and turned into a withered bone within a short while!
Chi Tian Sanren's eyes widened, "Wait, wait, master! Master! Save..."

puff!
Chen Xuanqing drew his sword fiercely, and the bloody radiance on the Death Nian Sword shone even brighter at this moment.

A bloody woman's phantom slowly condensed behind Chen Xuanqing, and she licked her fingers with a morbid smile, "Not enough, not enough."

"I still want more."

"Kill them all, I want the blood of these people myself!"

After seeing this scene again, everyone present was stunned!

Ling Xuzi's eyes widened, "The Prison Blood Sword Death Thought Devouring Soul, after more than 20 years, someone really pulled it out..."

It is rumored that in ancient times, the deceitful celestial god beheaded the blood-refining demon under the Taixu fairy mountain. After the blood-refining demon died, his murder weapon fell into Taixu's spiritual eye and was sealed here by descendants.

It has been more than 20 years!
……

(End of this chapter)