Chapter 1092: Chapter 334: Big Dog, Are You Planning to Leave Us Behind? (6k)

When Nangong Xuan turned his head, he was momentarily stunned, seemingly unable to react.

But soon, his pupils abruptly contracted.

The circle that was supposed to be filled with his family’s cultivators was now completely empty!

"What happened?!" Nangong Xuan looked around in shock and anger, "Where are the people? Where did they all die?!"

Only then did the five of them notice the bodies scattered around the ground, each maintaining their posture from life, as if frozen in a single instant.

Even more terrifying, they couldn’t remember exactly when these people died!

"Hmm?"

At this moment, they spotted a figure wearing a comical chicken head mask, imitating their previous stance, leisurely watching the battle with arms crossed.

The person even stood on tiptoe, peeking around like a curious townsfolk.

"It’s you!" Nangong Xuan looked at the chicken head mask and immediately realized, his beard and mustache bristling, "You killed Nangong Ye?!"

Upon being discovered by the five, the masked person raised a finger to his beak, gesturing for silence, "Shh—Quiet down, don’t disturb them!"

"Damn—"

Nangong Xuan’s forehead veins bulged, and his white beard moved without wind, this was not just contempt, but a humiliation as if they were nothing!

The aura of five Divinity Transformation Perfection cultivators erupted simultaneously, the entire Blood Maple Forest instantly crushed into powder.

"Courting death!"

Nangong Xuan shouted sharply, a trace of seriousness flickering in his eyes.

Recently, Nangong Ye was instantly killed, not even having time to send a distress signal.

Nangong Xiao similarly suffered an unexpected defeat.

Having these precedents, they dared not show any negligence.

"Use full force, leave no room for reservation, this person is also the basis for my Nangong Family to prove strength to all families in the Imperial City!"

Nangong Xuan ordered, seventy-two Blood Evil Swords flowed out from his sleeves, their blades wrapped in dark red evil qi, forming a grand formation in the air.

"Fellow Daoist, to die under my Nangong Family’s sword formation is your fate!"

Nangong Xuan’s sword technique changed, seventy-two blood-colored sword lights simultaneously locked onto Zhou Qing’s vital points.

Almost simultaneously, Nangong Sha’s Soul-devouring Whip suddenly came alive, the whip splitting into a thousand black snakes.

These snakes’ eyes glowed green, each carrying poison capable of corroding the Primordial Spirit, slithered from shadows on the ground.

Nangong Sha chuckled sinisterly as he formed hand seals, "Taste the flavor of a thousand snakes devouring souls!"

Nangong Yan slapped his waist-held Purple Gold Gourd, releasing nine roaring fire dragons.

These fire dragons were no ordinary flames, refined from earth core fire over a century, burning and twisting the air in their path.

Nangong Han remained silent, but three hundred sixty Ice Soul Divine Needles flew from his sleeves.

The fine ice needles continuously split in flight, transforming into a sky full of cold stars.

Nangong Jue’s Ghost Head Saber danced into an impenetrable blade storm.

The blade aura left trenches a foot deep wherever it passed.

Even more frightening was the way these blade auras overlapped, by the seventh stroke their power was sixty-four times that of the first!

Faced with this world-ending joint attack, Zhou Qing shook his head in disappointment, "I haven’t immediately acted because I wanted to experience your realm."

The voice under the chicken head mask carried a note of helplessness, "Why not skip these preludes and go straight to the main event?"

He stepped forward, spreading his arms, "I hope you unleash your realms without reservation, those filled with extreme killing intent, strike fiercely upon me, I’m serious!"

Facing Zhou Qing’s words, Nangong Xuan coldly laughed with rage.

"You want to taste our realms, do you think you are worthy? See first if you can survive our five brothers’ joint attack!"

"Boom—"

Before Nangong Xuan finished speaking, the sword formation of seventy-two Blood Evil Swords attacked first, blood-colored sword qi poured down like heavy rain.

Each sword light carried an eerie wailing, transformed from the resentment of sacrificial victims.

Under the sword formation’s cover, even space showed intricate black cracks.

Yet Zhou Qing remained unmoved, the eyes under the chicken head mask suddenly gleamed with golden light. He extended his right forefinger, gently tracing in the void—

"Ding!"

A crisp sword chime resounded through the sky.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: all the attacking Blood Evil Swords suddenly halted three feet in front of him, their blades trembling violently as if confronting a natural nemesis.

"What?!"

Nangong Xuan’s face changed drastically, realizing he had lost control of the sword formation.

Meanwhile, a thousand Soul-devouring black snakes had climbed onto Zhou Qing’s boots.

But as they bared their fangs, Zhou Qing lightly stomped his left foot.

The ground radiated a circle of golden ripples, all black snakes instantly stiffened, then dissipated into wisps of black smoke.

"Impossible!" Nangong Sha looked on in horror at his Soul-devouring Whip, which snapped into several pieces.

Nine fire dragons took the opportunity to encircle Zhou Qing, the intense heat waves melted the ground into glass.

Nangong Yan sneered as he formed seals, "Burn him to ashes!"

However, Zhou Qing merely raised his left hand, a miniature vortex emerged from his palm.

The nine fire dragons were drawn into the vortex like noodles, consolidating into a flickering fire lotus in his palm.

Soon after, the fire lotus submerged into his consciousness sea, absorbed by a red flower.

"Earth core fire? Both purity and temperature are too low."

Zhou Qing gently twisted his fingertips, the fire lotus in his palm suddenly solidified threefold, inscriptions more refined than Nangong Yan’s appeared on the petals, "Return it to you."

"Not good!" Nangong Yan hastily summoned the Purple Gold Gourd to block, watching as the fire lotus expanded upon touching the gourd—

"Boom!"

Nine fire dragons backfired, blasting Nangong Yan flying a hundred meters, leaving his chest charred, his Lifebound Magical Treasure Purple Gold Gourd even showing numerous cracks.