Immortal Martial God

Chapter 1077 Kill!

Whoosh!

A strong light shot out from the sky.

"Xiang Bei!"

When that light descended, it was Old Man Tian Ji.

He looked at Xiang Nan excitedly and said, "You really froze!"

But then, when Old Man Tian Ji saw Xiang Nan's unfriendly expression, his heart trembled, "What happened? Why is there such a large amount of vengeful spirit energy floating in the air?"

Xiang Nan said expressionlessly, "Where is the location of the Fallen Snow Sect?"

"What exactly happened?" Old Man Tian Ji said anxiously, "Tell me what happened on the day I left! Why did you go to the Fallen Snow Sect?"

"We haven't escaped the pursuit of the Fallen Snow Sect in the past few days. Are you going to enter the tiger's mouth instead?"

Xiang Nan said with a cold face, "The brothers of the Star Guild were slaughtered by Duanmu, and Xiao He was also captured back to the sect. I wonder if this matter is a matter of life or death."

"You want to kill the Fallen Snow Sect?" Old Man Tian Ji was also deeply saddened by this matter, but he said, "They are all dead. Do you still want to die?"

"Fallen Snow Sect, where is it?" Xiang Nan's eyes were firm and unquestionable.

Old Man Tian Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, it's time for this grudge. I'll go with you!"

Xiang Nan said, "You still have Miss Su Ran to take care of. If you die, then Senior Su Hongtian's painstaking efforts will all be wasted."

"But" Old Man Tian Ji still wanted to speak.

Xiang Nan said, "This is a personal grudge between me and the Fallen Snow Sect. I will settle it myself. If I can survive, I will get revenge. If I die, I will definitely not lose."

"You don't have to persuade me anymore. I've already made up my mind to kill that Fallen Snow Sect headquarters."

Old Man Tian Ji persuaded him for a long time, but Xiang Nan remained unmoved and was already determined.

Old Man Tian Ji had no choice but to take out a map and point out the direction of the Fallen Snow Sect. He said, "There are two paths that can be passed. One path requires a detour. It will take two to three days."

"The other way is through the Dead Canyon. It used to be an ancient battlefield with vengeful spirits entangled around it all year round. It's very dangerous to pass through there."

Xiang Nan carried the Dead Sword on his back and said, "Senior, take good care of Miss Su Ran. We will meet again in the future."

With that, Xiang Nan transformed into a beam of bright light that shot straight into the sky.

Half a day later, Xiang Nan arrived at the vast valley of the dead.

The terrain here was complicated. There were mountains and rivers, grasslands, rivers, and forests. The entire region was located in a basin. From the sky, it looked like a crack in the ground.

From the ancient times until today, the martial artists and demons had fought countless battles here in order to fight for the steel continent.

The hostility in this place soared to the sky, and the resentment did not dissipate all year round.

Xiang Nan carried the Sword of the Dead as he walked across the grasslands.

Wherever he passed, the flowers and plants withered strangely, and in the blink of an eye, they died one after another.

The corpses that had turned into dust for tens of thousands of years had actually reassembled and crawled out of the dirt that had just rotted away.

This was the true usage of the Dead Sword!

He used the Dead Sword to absorb the life force of all living things in the world to revive his undead.

Instead of feeding the Dead Sword at the expense of his own life force, as Xiang Nan had once done.

In this way, Xiang Nan would be able to awaken the king without paying any price.

However, the price paid by the world was enormous. The more dead the Sword of the Dead summoned, the more vitality it would absorb from the earth and trees.

Wherever he passed, he would die!

However, at this moment, Xiang Nan no longer cared about those things. In his eyes, there was only the Fallen Snow Sect.

He walked through the Dead Canyon like a circle. Around his body, a gray, circular aura constantly spread out. The aura grew larger and larger, engulfing the grasslands and causing them to wither.

The aura field engulfed the forest, causing the forest to decay. It engulfed the mountains and turned the green mountains and waters into a gray, deathly silent land.

One skeleton after another climbed up from the ground, holding a broken weapon and silently following behind Xiang Nan.

The skeletons of demonic beasts flew into the sky from the depths of the earth, circling around Xiang Nan endlessly.

One by one, the super experts who had once dominated the world also walked out from the soil. Their bodies were wrapped in the Death Spirit Black Qi as they silently followed behind Xiang Nan.

The Sword of the Dead still had its limits. It could not allow the undead to display their abilities before they were born.

Moreover, the older a creature died, the less powerful it would be when it was resurrected.

Among these undead, there were even Half-Saint experts who had once devoured the Heaven Rending Earth. However, now that they were walking behind Xiang Nan, some of them were at the Origin Realm, while others were at the Heaven Scryer Realm.

But there were too many of them! Tens of thousands of undead demonic beasts circled in the sky. On the ground, hundreds of thousands of undead were rumbling about.

Xiang Nan walked at the front, his expression extremely cold. Behind him was a group of undead army!

Old Man Tian Ji was always worried about Xiang Nan and silently followed behind him.

However, this scene in front of him caused Old Man Tian Ji's face to turn incomparably pale.

From afar, a wave of black gas soared into the sky, filling the heavens and earth! The resentment even soared into the nine heavens and condensed into an incomparably large black vortex that rotated counterclockwise!

"Doomsday" Old Man Tian Ji tilted his head back slightly and his pupils contracted to the extreme. action

The Sword of the Dead's endurance had already reached its limit. It had to devour more life force in order to revive more undead.

Xiang Nan had completely emptied the Dead Canyon, which was already lacking in life force.

Xiang Nan raised the Death Sword high up and only heard a dragon roar through the nine heavens!

The Good Fortune First Layer Undead Ice Dragon soared into the sky!

…

Fallen Snow Sect, trial stage.

Today was the day the Fallen Snow Sect retreated. The other second and third grade sects had followed the Fallen Snow Sect to massacre civilians. Once the Fallen Snow Sect left, they would no longer have any backing.

Therefore, the Fallen Snow Sect promised to take away hundreds of second-and third-grade sects together.

On the trial stage, Xiao He was expressionless and tied to a stone pillar.

Below the stage were the 150,000 sect disciples whose hands were stained with the blood of civilians and who had slaughtered countless civilians with their brutal wrists.

The disciples of the Fallen Snow Sect, the second-and third-grade sects were already fully equipped.

Duanmu stood on the trial stage and shouted, "Our sect on the Iron and Steel Continent does not allow any traitors to exist!"

"Today, I want Xiao He to wash away the humiliation she brought to us by bloodbath!"

"When we establish our prestige, it will be the day of war!"

"Roar!" One hundred and fifty thousand disciples shouted loudly, their cries resounding through the clouds!

Everyone was incomparably excited. They were looking forward to a beautiful future. They were looking forward to the beautiful days when they could follow the Fallen Snow Sect and grow stronger together.

But at this moment, it was dark.

Everyone, including Duanmu, looked towards the northwest in horror.

The sky was covered, and there were countless pairs of black wings flapping in the air.

The beautiful iceberg where the Fallen Snow Sect was located was also enveloped. Countless undead climbed up the entire mountain range.

Those undead were like strange spiders, and they quickly climbed against the wall. Some of them hung upside down on the pillars, like spiders crawling on the roof, making desperate sounds.

Roar!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a giant frost dragon spat out cold air as it descended from the sky!

On the back of the ice dragon stood a man with a cold expression.

"It's you?" Duanmu suddenly trembled, "This is impossible! You are already dead! Why are you still alive! This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Xiang … Xiang Bei?" Xiao He was also quick-witted, and then he shouted loudly.

Xiang Nan stood on the head of the ice dragon and said to Xiao He, "I have already admitted that you are my teammate. One day, you will be a good brother, and you will be a good brother for the rest of your life."

"Xiao He, you are not alone. If someone ties you to Saber Mountain, I will kill you. If someone sweeps you into the sea of fire, I will kill you into the sea of fire."

"Someone even pulled you close to hell. I'm going to break into hell and drag you back!"

Xiao He nodded desperately, tears streaming down his face.

"You" Duanmu pointed at Xiang Nan and roared angrily, "Alright, you wicked brat, you can actually control the undead. How dare you claim to be a decent person from a famous sect?"

"So that's what you Southern Domain martial artists are. Haha, hahahaha! You really make people laugh out their teeth!"

"With your evil and charming state, you still have the face to accuse us!"

The cries of the disciples of the various sects were like a tide.

Xiang Nan coldly waved his hand and said, "Kill him."

"I want blood to flow like a river here. I want no grass to grow here."

"I want no one here who can stand on the ground alive!!"