The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Although he had not witnessed or experienced that battle before, Xiao Mu could still imagine the scene of mountains and rivers being dyed in blood, and mountains and rivers being torn apart.

In this kind of bloody battle, the chances of Xiao Fenglin winning became increasingly slim, almost impossible.

However, Xiao Mu still held onto a trace of hope and asked, "Three years ago, did any other sects ever send back those who participated in that battle?"

Qin Yi shook his head, and gave Xiao Mu a very bad answer: "No one returned, and many sects also sent people to look for their Martial Master Expert s afterwards. However, they only found a bloody piece of iron cloth and a broken piece of bones!"

Instantly, Xiao Mu's body trembled, his face was incomparably white as he bared his teeth. His eyes released an endless amount of terrifying killing intent, and a wave of blood energy exploded outwards, causing the murderous aura on the peak of the Consonance Peak to surge into the sky with billowing clouds.

After ten breaths of time, Xiao Mu took a deep breath, suppressed the blood energy in his body, and forced himself to calm down.

"Brother Xiao, we did not find Brother Feng Lin's corpse. He might be recuperating somewhere, but for some reason, he cannot return to Flowing Moon Sect." Qin Yi consoled.

However, Xiao Mu was well aware that the chances of Xiao Fenglin surviving that earth-shattering, bloody battle were very slim. Qin Yi's words only made him have a thought. However …

Determination flashed in his eyes.

At least not seeing Xiao Fenglin's body was better than not seeing him. There was still hope!

"Old Brother Qin, can you tell me more about Nantu Divine Land?" Xiao Mu frowned.

It didn't matter if he didn't say it, but Qin Yi's words made Xiao Mu's heart feel even heavier.

Compared to the Northern Frontier Divine Province, the Nantu Divine Land was another scene altogether. The human culture there was very strong. It was a holy land for martial artists to study. A prefecture was filled with over a hundred institutions of learning, there were countless cultivation technique manuals and heavenly and earthly spiritual extract s.

Martial King Expert had surpassed Northern Frontier Divine Province by leaps and bounds!

In the eyes of the people of the Nantu Divine Land, the Northern Frontier Divine Province was an uncultivated barbarian land. The warriors of the Northern Frontier Divine Province were unparalleled as they had a sense of superiority.

However, the Nantu Divine Land does have this kind of superior capital … …

Legend has it that there are super strong existences in the Nantu Divine Land that have surpassed the Martial King! Xiao Mu's heart shook, he was completely shocked. Xiao Mu no longer dared to imagine an expert that had surpassed the Martial King. It was rumored that it was an unimaginable realm. With a raise of his hand and a lift of his foot, it was easy for him to wipe out all living creatures within a hundred li.

"When I understood the Nantu Divine Land, your expression was the same to me, and I was even worse off than you." Qin Yi laughed at himself.

After a long while, the waves of shock in Xiao Mu's heart settled down, and a wisp of bright light bloomed from the depths of his eyes. With the Ten Thousand Corpses Underworld Technique, he believed that one day, he would become an unrivaled expert and personally come to the Nantu Divine Land, where no one would be able to stop him.

Qin Yi felt Xiao Mu's burning fighting spirit, and laughed involuntarily. He thought that Xiao Mu was very young, and squinted his eyes: "Let me remind you, you should be glad that you were stopped by someone yesterday. You did not manage to kill Ouyang Jing and the white-clothed woman."

Xiao Mu looked startled, the two of them really had some background?

"I am not too sure of the identity of that white clothed female, but I know Ouyang Jing very well. He is the descendant of the Ouyang Family, his position is very high, and he is not one bit inferior to our sect's core disciple. The Ouyang Aristocrat Clan is not like the so-called Zhao Family and Mo Family that you killed in the Fog Valley. That fellow has thousands of years of history in the Ancient Family, he has a close relationship with the second-rate sect. " Qin Yi shouted.

Xiao Mu frowned, then relaxed.

So what if they were Ancient Family who had thousands of years of legacies? There would be a day when these Ancient Family would become subservient and trembling in front of him.

After Qin Yi finished explaining what happened three years ago in a single breath, he smacked his lips and said, "This tea tastes so tasteless, give me the wine!"

Thus, Xiao Mu and Qin Yi changed their cups and drank the strong wine, talking and laughing merrily. Eight hours later, the two of them were having a good time, talking and laughing merrily.

Before leaving, Qin Yi warned them, "You must be careful of Tang Ning. When your father was still in Flowing Moon Sect, the two of them harbored enmity that cannot be resolved."

"Tang Ning..."

After watching Qin Yi leave, Xiao Mu muttered that name, and his eyes released a burst of cold light, the tip of the blade intimidating!

After watching Qin Yi leave, Xiao Mu muttered that name, and his eyes released a burst of cold light, the tip of the blade intimidating!

"He had better not provoke me, or else he would regret being born into this world!"

Xiao Mu returned to his usual dull days, cultivating all day to consolidate his foundation step by step. His cultivation had already reached its natural state, he could break through to Fighter 7-dan at any time, but in order to achieve a bigger breakthrough, he had been suppressing his cultivation.

The profoundness of the nameless mental exercise was revealed so vividly and vividly. Adding the Postnatal Dao Spiritual Body, Xiao Mu travelled a thousand miles in a day.

At this time, he flipped open the concealed assassination technique he obtained from killing the blade's Seventh Order Warrior. The letter impressively recorded the concealed aura, the instantaneous assassination technique, extremely sinister and cunning.

If he didn't kill his opponent, he had to retreat and wait for the next opportunity.

Two hours later, Xiao Mu closed the letter. Time and time again, he simulated the art of assassination in his mind, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. A moment later, an explosion resounded in his mind.

The assassination concealing technique turned into a sharp and terrifying beam of light, slicing apart the world that had been created in his heart. The moment it shattered, a bone-chilling aura appeared. It was so cold that it could send chills down one's spine.

A stream of killing intent was released, and in a blink of an eye, the entire Consonance Peak was enveloped by it, the heaven and earth became desolate, and the killing intent filled the entire place.

Xiao Mu's figure disappeared.

In the next second, without any warning, Xiao Mu's figure appeared in the empty space. His entire body didn't emit any kind of aura, as if he wasn't dead at all.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

In the blink of an eye, the killing intent that erupted from Xiao Mu's body became incomparably cold. In the sky, a row of herons suddenly fell to the ground.

"This is the art of hiding assassination." Xiao Mu said in satisfaction.

There were all sorts of instantaneous killing moves recorded in the letter. The most powerful of them was' Withered Star '! This meant that once this move was used, the stars would wither and perish in the blink of an eye!

However, what Xiao Mu cared about the most was the method of concealing a body's aura. This was the true essence of the way of assassination. Before he made his move, he wanted the enemy to be untraceable. The unknown was the most terrifying thing, and it would give the enemy a strong deterrent.

When he attacked, he would instantly kill his opponent.