Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

As the roars of the two kings of the Corpse Yin Sect subsided, black mist churned in his palm, and three corpse puppets clad in dark gold armor suddenly appeared.

The corpse puppet's eyes glowed with eerie green flames, and its body was shrouded in a deathly power completely different from the aura of the Blood Sea. As soon as it appeared, it took heavy steps, holding a rusty longsword, and rushed towards the Blood Dragon trapped by the ghost claws to attack.

The dark brown spear arrived first, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the void, precisely piercing the blood dragon's still unhealed shield crack.

With a "sizzle," the spear pierced through the dragon's spine, and dark green corpse poison surged wildly into the wound, instantly turning the originally scarlet scales grayish-white.

But at that moment, the dark shadow in the center of the sea of ​​blood suddenly accelerated upwards, and countless blood-red tentacles shot out from the blood waves, like wildly growing vines that wrapped around the three corpse puppets.

The corpse puppet slashed with its long sword, but only left shallow bloodstains on the tentacles. Instead, the tentacles violently pulled it into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

The dark gold armor made a sizzling sound as it corroded in the blood, and in an instant it was covered with holes, while the eerie green ghost fire dimmed considerably.

"How can it be!"

The two kings of the Corpse Yin Sect shrank their pupils. Their corpse puppet was made from the corpse of a cultivator in the early stage of Shattered Nirvana, and it couldn't even last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Before he could react, the dark figure had already completely surfaced.

It was Tuosen!

His crimson energy was several times stronger than before, and his previously somewhat illusory figure became solid. The necklace in his hand emitted an eerie red light, constantly absorbing the energy dissipated from the Blood Sea and the Blood Dragon.

"A bunch of ants, how dare they stop me?"

Tuo Sen grinned wildly, and with a swift grab of his right hand, the black ghost claw that had been trapping the Blood Dragon suddenly went out of control and turned to grab at the Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The purple-robed elder was shocked and furious. He tried to withdraw his spiritual power, but found that the ghost claw had been corrupted by Tuo Sen's blood power, and even his meridians were burning.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Blood Dragon broke free of its restraints, but was sucked in by Tuo Sen's left hand. Its massive body flew uncontrollably toward him, and the flesh under its scales withered at a visible speed, eventually turning into a pool of blood that merged into Tuo Sen's body.

Tuo Sen felt the surge of power within him, his gaze sweeping over the panicked eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, his smile growing increasingly ferocious: "Perfect, I'll use your corpse energy to help me break through the seal of the ancient god Tu Si!"

At this moment, Lin Che also appeared in the distance, staring at Tuo Sen's location, thinking to himself, "This shouldn't be Tuo Sen. If it were Tuo Sen, he probably would have already slaughtered everyone here."

Although Tuosen did not completely break the seal, he was still an eight-star ancient god. Looking at the entire Kunxu Starfield, there were very few who could contend with him.

Furthermore, this guy also possesses the God-Slaying Spear, making the Eight Kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, who are at the second stage, no match for him at all.

The eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect looked solemn and immediately looked at Lu Fuzi, Lei Yanzi, and the others. Then, their fingers moved rapidly, raising the energy of the restriction to its strongest level.

"Formation!"

The purple-robed elder roared, no longer caring about concealing his strength. He slammed his hands into the ground, and a dark purple array pattern spread out from him.

In an instant, it enveloped the eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, Lu Fuzi, Lei Yanzi, and others.

The moment the array patterns lit up, eight black beams of light shot into the sky, weaving together in the air to form a massive net that locks the gods.

Golden light, which restrained the power of evil, flowed along the netting and descended upon Tuosen.

Holding an ancient scroll, Lu Fuzi channeled spiritual energy into the pages, causing countless golden runes to swirl out and slash like sharp blades at the blood-red tentacles surrounding Tuo Sen. Lei Yanzi, on the other hand, summoned a crimson thunder hammer, its surface crackling with lightning, and slammed it into the ground, unleashing several thick purple thunder dragons that burst forth from the earth.

The crackling electric current coiled around Tuosen's body, constantly eroding his crimson energy.

"With just these tricks?"

Tuosen's clone laughed wildly, his blood energy suddenly erupting, attempting to shatter the God-Locking Net and the Thunder Dragon.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, he noticed that the energy in his body was stagnant. When he absorbed the power of the Blood Dragon, the corpse poison on the spears of the two kings of the Corpse Yin Sect had seeped into his clone along with the energy torrent.

While not fatal, it slowed down his power circulation by a fraction.

In that tiny gap, the God-Locking Net had already fallen, its golden threads tightly binding Tuosen's limbs, while lightning surged into his meridians, scorching his blood energy.

Upon seeing this, the eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect flashed with ruthlessness. At the same time, they made hand seals and poured their spiritual power into the God-Locking Net. The golden light on the net's threads became increasingly intense and began to gradually melt away Tuosen's body.

At that moment, Lin Che instantly appeared in the air, raised his right hand, and the blood-red Silver Dragon Demon Spear suddenly shot towards Tuo Sen in front of him.

With a loud hiss, the Silver Dragon Demon Spear pierced through Tuosen's clone's body without any resistance, embedding itself directly in the ground and unleashing a surge of immense energy.

"Lin Che, you brat, it's you again!"

Tuosen's clone roared, trying to unleash the power of the necklace in his hand, but found that the red light of the necklace was also suppressed by the God-Locking Net, and could only flicker in vain.

"break!"

Golden spiritual energy exploded within Tuosen's clone, instantly destroying his core intelligence.

The crimson energy spiraled out of control and began to dissipate wildly. Taking advantage of this, the Locking God Net and the lightning bolts unleashed their power, completely shredding Tuosen's clone.

Amidst the blood-red mist, only the necklace emitting an eerie red light fell and was captured by Lin Che from afar.

Upon seeing this, the eight kings of the Corpse Yin Sect all breathed a sigh of relief. The purple-robed elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked in Lin Che's direction, and his eyes were full of fear and gratitude: "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."

Lin Che did not turn around, his gaze fixed on the faintly visible seal deep in the sea of ​​blood, his brows furrowed: "This is just an avatar, the real Tuo Sen is probably about to break free of the seal."

Just as Lin Che finished speaking, the sea of ​​blood in front of him suddenly boiled, and then countless black iron chains broke, and the hurricane that was whipped up made the whole world tremble.

The vortex in the sky suddenly stopped spinning. With a single finger pointing into the void, it ceased rotating and gradually dispersed, revealing a world within that was no longer a sea of ​​blood, but still crimson in color!

In this blood-red world, there is a solitary, cone-shaped peak, and on that peak stands a person!

This person's red hair fluttered even without wind, and his eyes were bloodshot. This red was full of killing intent and contained an indomitable arrogance!

No one would pay attention to his appearance, because people's attention would be completely drawn to those eyes.

Looking at the calm and composed man, Lin Che subconsciously tightened his grip on the Ci Nie magic weapon in his hand, coldly staring at the figure sitting in the chair.

The red-haired man slowly stood up, a smile curving his lips. "Finally, finally, the seal is about to be broken." (End of Chapter)