The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Killing intent swept out, moving the nine heavens!

Xiao Mu's sword struck out like an immortal, unstoppable and unstoppable. As the sword qi slashed out, all the young warriors perished.

The 29th Heaven Stairway, Yanran had already become a battlefield filled with blood. Corpses were strewn all over the place, blood was flowing like a river, and the smell of blood rose to the sky. Streams of death aura and spirit energy were instantly devoured as the Ten-Thousand Corpse Mantra circulated.

To kill and support!

Xiao Mu's cultivation was progressing in an orderly manner. This was the terror of the Ten-Thousand Corpse Mantra. It could continuously kill people and continuously devour death aura and soul force. It could allow a cultivator's strength to increase without end. It was simply a heaven-defying feat.

The killing power of this technique was too strong. One could imagine how terrifying the creator of this technique was.

"No, don't kill me, I am …" A young ranker was scared out of his wits by Xiao Mu's ancient sword-drinking blood's slash.

In the next second, his voice abruptly stopped, and his eyes opened wide as his head tumbled to the ground.

"Wow, wow, I'm going to kill you!" There were also some young Rankers who knew that they were dead meat, as a look of determination flashed past their eyes, before they turned and charged towards Xiao Mu.

An attack rushed over, and when it was just an inch away from Xiao Mu, with a boom, it was shattered by a burst of powerful energy. Puchi, the ancient sword-drinking blood pierced his chest, the man was killed by a sword!

But in front of Xiao Mu, the god of death, they only had a sliver of hope.

The ancient sword-drinking blood was like a sword that pursued life, slashing over and every sword strike would take away the life of a young expert. In the blink of an eye, the baleful aura on Xiao Mu's body became denser and stronger with every person he killed.

Such a baleful aura caused everyone to fight.

Bai Zhanxian was heavily cared for by her, countless of sword wounds appeared on Bai Zhanxian's body, and fresh blood flowed out. Fortunately, his cultivation was not weak, with Raging Flames Sect's life saving technique, he escaped. Turning his head, he looked at Xiao Mu with lingering fear, then turned and ran.

Xiao Mu also needed to chase and kill him, otherwise, if these young Rankers were to escape, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses. Furthermore, as long as they were still on the Heaven Stairway, Bai Zhanxian would never be able to escape.

"Ah, run! I don't want to die yet!"

"This Xiao Mu is not a human, he is a great devil, a great devil that can kill him without blinking an eye!"

"Great devil, go around me, we won't dare to do it again!"

A few young experts had their courage shattered by the slaughter. They knelt down and begged for mercy, then kowtowed like dogs. Xiao Mu's eyes were cold, without a shred of mercy, he killed all of them!

A short while later, the core disciples of the various sects that came to snipe Xiao Mu from the high level Heaven Stairway had all died, with the exception of Bai Zhanxian, who had escaped.

This battle was shocking to everyone, and caused an uproar among the sects and clans!

Looking at the corpses and blood all over the ground, as well as Xiao Mu who was standing on the twenty-ninth floor while his hands were drenched in blood, a huge wave was stirred in everyone's heart, and they were unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

After this battle, Xiao Mu would definitely be made known to all the martial cultivation.

"This child has such a terrifying killing intent, such decisive methods, and such a ruthless heart!"

"This is probably the most tragic Northern Frontier Large Competition ever!"

"A total of more than thirty sects' core disciples have died at Xiao Mu's hands, so those thirty sects will not be able to recover from this for a long period of time!"

As the crowd discussed, the Sect Master s of the dozen or so sects were all furious. Blood Qi churned in their chests, and some of the Sect Master s were even more furious.

That was something that their Sect Master's core disciples had spent a lot of effort to cultivate.

"Flowing Moon Sect, Xiao Mu... This old man hates you! "

"Oh god, if you open your eyes, then a bolt of lightning will strike down and kill that little devil. How is this Northern Frontier Large Competition, it's clearly a massacre!"

The Sect Master s of the various sects gnashed their teeth in anger.

"Haha, Xiao Mu, this little fellow, I want to summon him to the Carefree Sect more and more!" On the surface, the Grade Nine Martial Master of the Xiao Yao Sect looked light and relaxed, but the inside of his heart was already filled with wild joy.

This time, the Northern Frontier Large Competition was originally only going through a single process, he was bored out of his mind. Who would have thought that a person like Xiao Mu would appear here? That lifetime of killing intent and decisiveness was definitely the best candidate for being a disciple of the Footloose Sect.

He even had the idea of calling her a core disciple.

In the battle not long ago, the young warriors of the Heaven Stairway were all shocked. Killing thirty sect's core disciples by himself, this kind of fighting strength was simply frightening.

Many people gave Xiao Mu a title — — Great Demon!

This title was really worthy of its name. Bai Zhanxian, who was running for his life, shuddered when he thought about the massacre that happened not long ago.

"Hmph, Xiao Mu, don't be too happy too early. Although I'm not your match, it doesn't mean that I can't handle you!" Bai Zhanxian's eyes flickered, and a hint of grievance suddenly rose explosively. Then, his figure disappeared from where he stood.

Even some of the second-rate sect's core disciples started to pay attention to Xiao Mu.

They had started to realize that they had underestimated this third-rate sect's core disciple's strength, and his strength was even stronger than they had imagined. For a moment, every core disciple of the second-rate sect had their own thoughts.

"Xiao Mu... "What an interesting fellow." Qingyushan's Gu Wu licked his lips as a wild look flashed in his eyes.

As one of the two most powerful core disciples of the second-rate sect, Gu Wu's greatest hobby was to trample this so-called genius and astonishing him, humiliating him, and then mercilessly killing him.

More than a hundred so-called geniuses had died at his hands!

This Xiao Mu caught his attention, causing him to have the urge to hunt, so he sneered: "Xiao Mu … I never thought that other than Tang Ning, the Flowing Moon Sect would actually have another genius. Perhaps in the eyes of others, the Flowing Moon Sect might be very popular this time, but the thing I love to do the most is to shatter the world's hope! "

With a vicious clench of his palm, a huge rock was turned into dust and scattered by the wind.

"Impossible, impossible?"

On the thirteenth floor of the Heaven Stairway, Tang Ning, who had just killed a second-rate sect core disciple and seized his fortune, suddenly trembled after hearing what Xiao Mu said. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

He could not accept this result.

Xiao Mu had killed thirty core disciples of various sects by himself, so his combat power was something that even he did not possess. He was the Number one core disciple in name, he would not allow Xiao Mu to replace him!

"Trash, a bunch of trash!" Tang Ning's face distorted and he roared ferociously, "That group of people who flatter themselves as Heaven's Pride Rankers can't even take on a single Xiao Mu!"