Mortal Bones

Hearing these two sounds, Xu Taiping's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"A mere leader of the Golden Scales scared you like this?"

After listening to Jin Hezhi's explanation, Wumei of the Faceless Tower suddenly sneered.

"I can't even count the leaders who died in the Faceless Tower with two hands."

Wumei looked at Xu Taiping with a bit of disdain.

Xu Taiping's eyes were full of cold murderous intent. He looked at Wumei and then said lightly:

"I haven't killed as many Faceless Men as you can."

"You..."

"Boom!——"

Wumei, who was communicating with the One-Eyed, was about to delay for a few more hours, but before he spoke, he was interrupted by a violent aura wave that suddenly spread from Xu Taiping's body.

Following this, with the sound of "crackling" bones rubbing against each other, Xu Taiping's body began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, his face was also returning to its original appearance bit by bit.

In just one or two breaths, Xu Taiping's body grew to ten feet tall, and the blood, qi and essence of his body intertwined to form a green-brown qi that rushed into the sky.

His dragon whale physique in the Angry Dragon Realm, even if just looking at it from a distance, can make people unconsciously feel the qi and blood surging.

"It's him, it's really him!"

"It's Xu Taiping!"

At this moment, even some cultivators who had little contact with Xu Taiping on weekdays recognized him at once.

There is no way, at least in Zhenwu Heaven, no cultivator did not pay attention to the Golden Scale Meeting last month that almost changed the fortune of Zhenwu.

So everyone was particularly impressed by Xu Taiping's unique martial god body.

"One million and three hundred thousand, one million and three hundred and fifty thousand, one million and four hundred thousand?"

"It's made, it's made, it's made, it's going to be made!"

Although Qingxuan's situation is still dangerous, Huang Que couldn't help but get excited when he saw the tens of thousands of gold essence money that increased because of Xu Taiping's appearance.

…

“This can’t be a coincidence.”

In the Wumian Building, the chief of the third floor said gloomily, looking at the figure that appeared in the phantom in front of him.

The face of the second seat beside him was also so gloomy that water could drip out.

“Even if Xu Taiping appeared, he was just a soul-refining realm, and he might not be able to stop the one-eyed and eyebrowless people who had been planning for seven years in Qingxuan.”

The second seat said in a cold voice.

The third seat, who had always argued with the second seat, did not refute this time, but just stared at the phantom in front of him without blinking, and muttered after a long time:

“If this boy doesn’t die today, my Wumian Building may be in great trouble.”

Hearing this, everyone, including the chief, looked stern.

Because among the nine seats on the third floor, the intuition of the third seat was famously accurate.

For a moment, the lobby on the third floor was dead silent, and everyone’s eyes were fixed on the phantom in the center of the lobby.

…

“Junior brother… is that you?”

On the altar, Zhao Linglong felt a little strange for the first time when she felt the blood and qi fluctuations of Xu Taiping’s martial god realm at such a close distance. She felt that although his appearance had not changed, he was a little different from the Xu Taiping she knew before.

So she tentatively called out to Xu Taiping, who had his back to him.

“It’s me.”

What Zhao Linglong didn’t expect was that Xu Taiping, who was in the center of the altar in front of her, responded immediately.

Looking at the familiar smile on Xu Taiping’s face, all the confusion and doubts in Zhao Linglong’s heart were swept away, and she nodded vigorously and said:

“It’s good that it’s you, it’s good that it’s you!”

“Swish!…”

Just as Zhao Linglong was speaking, Na Jin Hezhi suddenly sacrificed a flying sword silently, and the sword was as fast as lightning, carrying a storm-like sword energy to slash at Xu Taiping’s neck.

“Junior brother, be careful!”

Dugu Qingxiao, who was the first to react, yelled.

"Swish!..."

However, just as Dugu Qingxiao's voice sounded, Xu Taiping suddenly turned around and pulled out the Broken Water from his waist with lightning speed, and slashed at the flying sword as fast as lightning.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, everyone saw that the spiritual weapon flying sword of a high grade was cut off by Xu Taiping.

"Zizi, Zizi..."

Feeling the violent blood and true essence that spread out when Xu Taiping drew his sword, and looking at the flashing lightning on his body, including the cultivators who watched the battle through the spiritual mirror, they were all filled with horror.

"Is this boy's body really only at the Martial God Realm?"

Countless cultivators, especially warriors, suddenly had this thought.

...

"Sister Linglong, Brother Qingxiao, Big Sister, and all the brothers."

On the altar. Xu Taiping ignored Jin Hezhi behind him, turned around again and looked at Zhao Linglong and other senior brothers and sisters, then continued with an extremely firm look:

"Just now, the two of them made you suffer, and I will make them pay back a hundredfold."

Immediately, he turned around again and looked at Jin Hezhi, who was alert, and Wumei, who was still confident.

"Jin Hezhi, you just need to hold him back for a while, my people will be here soon."

Wumei crossed his arms and looked at Xu Taiping calmly, without any fear in his eyes.

Originally, he arranged for Jin Hezhi to ask for the sword just to delay time, and now that the time is almost up, he was too lazy to pretend.

"Swish!"

At this moment, a black shadow flew to the altar and stood beside Xu Taiping.

It was one of the two Xuanyuan clones he had just released.

And the Xuanyuan clone was holding a bloody head in his hand.

Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, Xu Taiping calmly took the head, then turned the front of the head to Wumei who was facing the altar and said, "Is he the person you are waiting for?"