The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Wan Dashan shook his head, he did not mention the matter of Xiao Mu joining the Howling Moon Demon Sect anymore, and changed the topic, "Brother Xiao, I have something else to discuss this time."

"Feel free to speak." Xiao Mu thought for a while and spoke up.

"I believe that with Brother Xiao's strength, you are not only satisfied with being ranked fourteenth. You want to kill your way into the top ten, pull down a second-rate sect, and even become number one!"

Wan Dashan's words could only be described as' shocking to the extreme ', causing Dai Jin to widen his beautiful eyes. A ray of light flashed across Xiao Mu's mind as he stared at Wan Dashan.

"Northern Frontier Large Competition has already entered the last day, and many sects are already unable to hold back and are using all their strength to raise their ranks. With Brother Xiao's strength, you naturally don't have to worry about these sects, but what about those second-rate sect s?"

Xiao Mu's heart trembled. Even though Wan Dashan did not continue, he already understood what he meant.

Inside the Heaven Stairway, he displayed his powerful strength, and rose up high like a dark horse. Regarding second-rate sect, who had been in the top ten of Heaven Stairway Ranking Tournament for a long time, their first target they wanted to take care of was Xiao Mu, the unstable threat.

Just like when a newly risen expert appeared and endangered their interests, a group of veteran experts would temporarily join hands.

Xiao Mu had Asura Demon Sword, but he could unleash power that far exceeded his cultivation level. After all, that was a group of second-rate sect's core disciples, he wasn't afraid of one or two of them, but what about a group?

Ants would not even be able to feed on elephants, let alone young warriors like Yun Jiuzhong, Qin Yuexian and the others.

"Why did you choose me?" Xiao Mu chose not to answer and asked instead.

Xiao Mu looked at Wan Dashan and Lei Chukuang, pondered for a bit, and then nodded and agreed.

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On the last day of the Northern Frontier, the Heaven Stairway Ranking Tournament was especially tragic!

For the sake of competing for a good ranking, many sects had fought to the point of completely ripping off their face!

In this bloody battle, many core disciples of the sects were bloodied, dying, and stained the earth with their blood. In the cold and desolate wind, there were corpses as big as mountains. Many Sect Master s felt sorrow in their hearts, and as they watched their own disciples become one corpse after another, they could not help but be unable to contain their anger.

These people were the strongest in their respective sects. If nothing went wrong, they might become the pillars of their sects in the future. They might even lead their sects towards glory. However, at this moment, they were falling one after another.

On the path of martial arts, natural selection was vividly demonstrated by the Heaven Stairway Ranking Tournament.

"The great Ke Sect has withdrawn from the Northern Frontier Large Competition!"

"Our Chang Shan Sect also quits!"

"Our Mo Sect also quits!"

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In a short period of time, all of the sect leaders stood up and spoke. They were only third-rate sect, and did not have a deep background. Their own core disciples had died one after another, so they could not accept this result.

If they all died, then their vitality would be greatly damaged!

The Wanyan Sect's Grade Nine Martial Master glanced at them and his hands quickly formed a profound imprint. There was a loud crackling sound, and inside the Heaven Stairway, the bodies of the sect's core disciples that were still alive were enveloped in white light, and were led over to the Heavenly King.

At this moment, some of them were seriously injured and covered in blood. Some of them were still in a state of shock, and their faces were filled with terror. The Heaven Stairway Ranking Tournament this time around had dealt them too great of a blow, allowing these young experts to clearly recognize him.

These sect masters cupped their hands towards the three great Grade Nine Martial Master and led their core disciples away from the Heavenly King Mountain.

Not long after, more and more sect masters chose to leave the Northern Frontier Large Competition. After two hours, the people left in the Heaven Stairway would either not be the most elite core disciples of the third-rate sect, or they would be the core disciples of the second-rate sect.

"This time, is the Northern Frontier Large Competition more …" The Divine Dao Sect frowned. This session of Northern Frontier Large Competition was different from the past, they allowed the core disciples of the various sects to kill each other in order to compete for the rankings.

The decision of the The Three Great First-Class Sects was too cruel.

"These Sect Master have lost a large number of core disciples and suffered a great loss in strength, so much so that they might be devoured by other sects. However, we do not need these weak Sect Master s in the northern border. The Wanyan Sect's Grade Nine Martial Master interrupted the Divine Dao Sect's words.

He raised his head to the sky, watched as a line of white herons flew past the clouds, and said: "Our Northern Frontier Divine Province, if you want to suppress the Nantu Divine Land among the younger generation, that's the only way!"

The three of them felt heavy in their hearts, thinking of the Nantu Divine Land, it was a pain that could never be wiped out.

He still vividly remembered that brutal battle from three years ago, and he couldn't let it go just like yesterday.

"Hmm?" Flowing Moon Sect frowned, surprise in her eyes.

"That's Tang Ning!" Elder Tieshan was also shocked.

Tang Ning had disappeared for two days, and on the last day he suddenly appeared, as though he had transformed into a different person, his entire body was filled with a devilish aura, a terrifying destructive force suddenly erupted, causing him to look like a devil.

His strength had actually broken through once again. Even though he was still at the peak of the Ninth Order Warrior, his fighting strength was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Tang Ning charged into the middle of the crowd, and with a punch that destroyed all obstructions, he blasted the three young experts in front of him into a bloody mist as if he was pulling at dried weeds. Carrying his dripping head, he grinned fiendishly and attacked in all directions.

"Demon! This is a devil! Run!" The group of young experts were scared shitless as they turned to flee.

They never thought that other than Xiao Mu, Flowing Moon Sect had such a terrifying person.

Was this year's Flowing Moon Sect going to go against the heavens?

"Haha, the first place is mine. I will lead Flowing Moon Sect and become the strongest sect after the The Three Great First-Class Sects!" Tang Ning laughed crazily, and his entire body began to emit a bloody aura.

The other sect leaders were all shocked, and they all looked towards Flowing Moon Sect.

However, the Flowing Moon Sect was not happy about Tang Ning's performance, and the worry in his heart grew heavier. The current Tang Ning did not seem to be right, as though he had fallen into a demonic path, and was emitting an evil and cold aura. Furthermore, the aura on his body made even the Flowing Moon Sect feel a tinge of fear.

That was definitely not Tang Ning's strength!