Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 90 The Powerful Yuan Xiaozi
"Take my Dao fruit, kill"

This voice was intermittent, from far to near, echoing out of the sky, full of unparalleled resentment.

"Who dares to play tricks in my Nie's house!? Get out!"

A first-order cultivator of the Nie family who stepped into the air, shouted loudly, his eyes were like lanterns, shining brilliantly, fierce and fierce.

His eyes fixed on a place in front of him, where a large black mist drifted out at some point, misty and billowing, like a black tide, a figure looming in the black mist.

That figure was dressed in a nine-flower python robe, a purple gold jade crown on his head, and a black gold jade belt around his waist. His flesh was rotten, and his body was surrounded by streaks of black air as thick as dragons.

His eyes were full of will-o'-the-wisps, without emotion, only endless resentment, full of gloom.

"Give me back the Dao fruit." He raised his head, with ghost fires in his eyes, staring at the three of Nie Wujiang in the deep pool.

"Hmph, you bastard, let me see who you are!"

The first-rank cultivator of the Nie family who stepped into the air, snorted coldly, and a blood moon emerged behind him, standing on top of his head, surrounded by endless blood light, and spewing blood, he rushed towards this person with this blood moon.

call out!
The afterimage swayed, and it killed the opponent in an instant, and the surging bloody light fell down like a horse.

"That man is Yuan Xiaozi, come back quickly!" Nie Wukun recognized Yuan Xiaozi's identity, his expression changed, and he shouted loudly.

However, it was too late.

"Jie Jie"

The piercing laughter resounded from the black mist. Hundreds of grimaces, thousands of black crows, and ten thousand skeletons appeared in an instant. .

"What, he is Yuan Xiaozi!?"

The first-order cultivator in the air stepping realm, his face changed wildly, and his eyes showed fear. He knew the horror of Yuan Xiaozi. Nie Wujiang and the other three were destroyed by this person, and Nie Qiang and Nie Hang were directly swallowed. Flesh and blood, no bones left, and souls fall into hell forever.

He is only at the first level of cultivation in the air stepping realm, how can he be an opponent of this person?
He was covered in blood, and his blood rushed to the sky, and he wanted to retreat and escape, but at the moment when the corpse surrounded him, his mind was greatly affected, his mind was muddled, he lost his thoughts, and his spirit plummeted.

"Jie Jie"

Countless grimaces, black crows, and skeletons made sinister laughs, and rushed towards the first-order cultivator in the air stepping realm. The grimaces opened their fangs and sharp mouths, gnawing on flesh and blood, and the black crows flapped their wings. Pecking and biting frantically, the bone spear, bone fork and other weapons in the skeleton's hand kept poking at the person's body, poking thousands of holes.

In just a short moment, the cultivator spattered blood, minced meat, and bone marrow. He screamed louder and louder, sending chills down the spine and chills all over his body.

"what"

Suddenly, the man's screams stopped abruptly. His physical body and Xuanying had disappeared without a trace, as if he had evaporated, and there was no longer a single hair of him in the world. !
After devouring the flesh and blood of the first-order monks in the empty realm, the black mist behind Yuan Xiaozi became thicker, rolling up and down like a tide, roaring up and down, and bursts of sinister laughter echoed in the mist, as if more ominous creatures had been bred .

"Sure enough, I became a corpse repairer!"

Nie Wukun's eyes flashed a look of solemnity, and the faces of the dozen or so air stepping monks beside him turned pale, their hands and feet were cold, and a first-level monk in the air stepping state disappeared in just a few breaths, and no bones were left behind. Now, is Yuan Xiaozi's strength so terrifying?

Huhu
The black mist floated up and down, and the corpse's aura roiled. Yuan Xiaozi stepped forward, not touching the ground, but three feet from the ground, and rushed towards Nie Wujiang and the other three who were still condensing their bodies.

In the main palace of the Yuan Family, he woke up and didn't find his Dao Fruit. He always believed that Nie Wujiang and the other three had taken it, and his murderous intent and resentment towards them were more violent than the Netherworld.

Therefore, his only thought at the moment is to kill the three of Nie Wujiang and devour their flesh and blood!
With such a big commotion, the three of Nie Wujiang were already awakened. When they saw Yuan Xiaozi slaughtering him, the hearts of the three were beating like drums, beating crazily, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat.

When the physical body was still there, they were easily defeated by Yuan Xiaozi. Now that the physical body is gone, there is no possibility of any resistance!
"Patriarch, save us!" Nie Wujiang and the other three were so frightened that their hairs stood on end, their whole bodies trembling in shock.

"Stop him."

A wave of furious air rippling from Nie Wukun's body, his white hair stood on end, his clothes fluttered, his sleeves fluttered, and a huge blood-colored light curtain fell from the sky, stopping Yuan Xiaozi.

At the same time, more than a dozen monks in the air stepping realm also launched an attack. In an instant, more than a dozen rounds of blood moons were suspended in the sky, dyeing half of the sky red, and more than a dozen people shouted in unison: "Kill!"

The sound of drinking fell, the blood moon vibrated, venting out a series of blood pillars, the tip was sharp, like a sharp sword, and as thick as a giant python.

"Jie Jie"

The sinister laughter echoed again, the will-o'-the-wisps in Yuan Xiaozi's pupils danced, dark and gloomy, and the black mist behind him swept up like a roaring flood, sucking into the sky, intercepting all the blood pillars that were coming towards him, and eroding them, within a blink of an eye , the blood pillars as thick as giant pythons turned into invisible, as if they had never appeared.

Not only that, the lingering power of the black mist remained undiminished, and continued to roll, like an abyss monster opening its ferocious mouth, with the potential to swallow the sky and the earth, covering the dozen or so blood moons.

laugh.
The blood moon trembled, the glow disappeared, and countless cracks appeared in an instant, and finally exploded on the spot like bombs, shaking all the clouds in the sky, and even the sky and the earth shook tremendously.

puff!

The blood moon is a vision cultivated from the Tianluo Blood Moon Kungfu. It took many years and it can be called the original destiny. It has long been connected with their minds and souls, like brothers and sisters. The monks also suffered heavy injuries, and they vomited blood one after another, their combat power was greatly reduced, and even cracks appeared on their bodies, and the blood stained their whole bodies red.

The expressions of more than a dozen monks who stepped into the sky were pale, and their faces were full of panic: "Yuan Xiaozi is not our enemy!"

"No, he's here!"

Huhu
Hundreds of grimaces, thousands of black crows, ten thousand skeletons, howling ghosts and howling wolves, flew towards them with monstrous corpse aura and killing intent, surrounded the four monks who couldn't dodge, and began to brutally kill and devour them , There was an extremely shrill cry.

After a while, the bones of the four were devoured, and the black mist behind Yuan Xiaozi became thicker, the ghost fire in his eyes became more gloomy and green, and the overall aura rose by several points.

He is a corpse repairer, and the flesh and blood of living beings is a great nourishment to him. Having already tasted the sweetness, he once again killed other monks who stepped into the sky, frightening everyone's souls, screaming and fleeing in embarrassment.

"presumptuous!"

Yuan Xiaozi killed several clansmen in a row, Nie Wukun was furious, raised his hand and slapped out a huge blood-colored palm, covering the sky and the sun, it was ten feet wide, as if the sky was trembling, it was tyrannical and boundless.

(End of this chapter)