Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Just as he entered the training hall, he made a windfall. He was overjoyed.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

As he raised his sword, the mummified cadaver's wrist was cut off. The mummified cadaver was picked up and everyone gathered around, clicking their tongues in praise.    

    

"As expected, treasures are everywhere here. We even want the high grade spirit swords of the Eight Array in our dreams!"    

    

The crowd of Martial Cultivator looked at the sword in Qu Daoling's hands and drooled.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

But at this time, the outer most Tiandao Sect disciple let out a stuffy snort, and immediately began to spit out Blood.    

    

Everyone was shocked. When they turned around, they shockingly discovered that this disciple's chest had been penetrated by a withered claw at some point!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Immediately after, the disciple was directly torn into two halves, and only then did the crowd realize that a mummified cadaver, whose flesh and blood were all shriveled up and dressed in torn clothes, with a sinister face like a skeleton, had appeared behind the disciple.    

    

"Tsk tsk ?"    

    

The mummified cadaver opened its mouth and let out a strange cry, as if it was a night crow.    

    

After that, a large number of mounds rose up from the grassy ground around them, extending from the mouth of the valley into the distance.    

    

Seeing that, the disciples of Tiandao Sect tensed up, Qu Daoling kept the high grade spirit swords, and then pulled out the high grade spirit swords from his waist.    

    

The blue and gold Evil Sword was ranked ninth on the Spirit Sword Rankings.    

    

Three years ago, when Qu Daoling had seized the first place in the inner sect competition to become a Chief disciple, the Sect had bestowed upon him. Gu Lan Jin had the ability to exorcise evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits, and was exceptionally tyrannical when beheading demons and exterminating demons.    

    

With the Evil Repellent Sword in his hand, Qu Daoling calmed down.    

    

"Tsk tsk ?" "Tsk tsk ?"    

    

However, just at this moment, a burst of intense and strange cries suddenly rang out from beneath the mound on the ground. It sounded like the croaking of a frog in the field on a summer night, rising and falling one after another.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

Just then, the first mummified cadaver growled and disappeared.    

    

Qu Daoling only heard the sound of something tearing through the air, and then he saw a blurry, illusionary figure pouncing towards him crazily.    

    

"Hmph, reckless. You actually dare to attack me!"    

    

Although the speed of the mummified cadaver shocked Qu Daoling, a mere mummified cadaver still dared to make a move against him. An anger immediately rose in Qu Daoling's heart, he casually waved the blue and gold Evil Exorcist Sword in his hand, and a wave of golden blue Sword Qi coldly fell.    

    

Even though it was a casual sword strike, if the mummified cadaver did not dodge, it would definitely be heavily injured in an instant.    

    

However, the mummified cadaver seemed to be unable to see the Sword Intent, its speed increased instead of decreasing, it roared like a Demonic Beast and rushed towards Qu Daoling.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

The Sword Qi directly slashed onto the mummified cadaver's body, but a scene of destruction did not appear. Although a bone deep gash had appeared on the mummified cadaver's shoulder, the mummified cadaver's speed did not decrease at all. It rushed to Qu Daoling's front and extended its claws that were covered in the Blood, grabbing towards Qu Daoling's chest.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Facing such a violent attack that did not fear death, Qu Daoling clearly did not expect it. He immediately cried out in alarm, and seeing that the claw was about to land, he could only use the bluish-gold Evil Sword Qi to block in front of him.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

With a loud explosion, the mummified cadaver's sharp claws grabbed onto the Evil Sword's body. Sparks flew but Qu Daoling who was holding the sword felt a huge force surging out from his palms, causing him to almost be unable to control it.    

    

"What the hell is this thing!"    

    

With a stomp on his feet, Qu Daoling borrowed the force of the impact to fly backwards.    

    

Looking at the blood red mummified cadaver in front of him, Qu Daoling's expression finally changed greatly.    

    

Not only was this mummified cadaver's body tough, its strength was also incomparably strong. Even with his peak late stage Ning Po, he was actually unable to resist it.    

    

A chill went down his spine.    

    

At the same time, the rocks at the entrance of the valley flew, and one after another mummified cadaver monster with dried up flesh crawled out from the ground, letting out waves of hissing sounds.    

    

"Heavens, what kind of monsters are these?"    

    

"It looks like the Martial Cultivator! Look at their clothes, they seem to belong to our Tiandao Sect! "    

    

"Seriously! Also, the Monk s who are wearing the robes of a hundred times over, as well as the Martial Cultivator s of a hundred times over, why would they appear here? "    

    

"I got it, these are the Martial Cultivator s who died in the training hall!"    

    

For a moment, this group of Martial Cultivator were terrified, but it was already too late to escape.    

    

"KILL KILL KILL!"    

    

The mummified cadaver at the head let out a roar and charged towards Qu Daoling once again. The group of mummified cadaver behind it also followed along and attacked the group of Martial Cultivator.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Qu Daoling took out the Martial Soul on his back, it was shockingly a twenty-three meter long white blue tiger. The Martial Spirit Power was infused with the spirit sword, and immediately killed the mummified cadaver, but the rest of the mummified cadaver followed suit, advancing one after the other.    

    

If Qu Daoling was like that, then there was no need to talk about recognizing others.    

    

As hundreds of mummified cadaver and Martial Cultivator fought, their screams before their deaths resounded incessantly in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Run!" These mummified cadaver are fearless, we are not their match! "    

    

"Hurry up and retreat, we ?" "Ahhh!"    

    

As they were escaping, one Martial Cultivator after another was torn into pieces by the mummified cadaver, and the Blood dyed the entire valley entrance red. More and more mummified cadaver surrounded these people.    

    

All the dead Martial Cultivator s' flesh and blood dried up the moment they fell on the ground, and the Martial Soul was even extracted from their back. Then, it was absorbed into the ground by some sort of force and disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Let's kill our way back together!"    

    

Qu Daoling's Sword Qi finally opened up a path, and with a sweep of his sword, the waves of air blew away the rushing mummified cadaver, and brought the group of four to quickly retreat into the valley.    

    

As for the other Martial Cultivator s, they were currently unable to protect themselves and naturally had no mood to care about their lives.    

    

Inside the valley, Zhang Kaifeng and the others who were in a circle were so shocked that they couldn't speak when they saw the tragic scene in front of them.    

    

If she had rushed forward, she would have been torn to shreds by now.    

    

In less than half a cup of tea's worth of time, the dozens of Martial Cultivator s who entered the training hall had all died. When Qu Daoling led the two of them to rush out of the encirclement, all of their faces were pale white, their breathing heavy, and their Yuan Qi was exhausted. There were even some who were seriously injured.    

    

Qu Daoling's combat power was tyrannical, but his clothes were torn in many places, revealing bloody wounds.    

    

They were not body refining Martial Cultivator s. Without armor, Body were very weak.    

    

One of the other two experts from the Tiandao Sect had lost an arm, while the other one's chest was almost ripped apart. The Blood was dripping with blood, revealing rows upon rows of bones.    

    

And the other two weaker disciples of their squad had already died.    

    

"Junior Kai Feng, save us!"    

    

Qu Daoling resisted from the back, while the two disciples who had lost their combat power asked Zhang Kaifeng for help.    

    

Zhang Kaifeng could not bear it anymore as he grabbed onto the blood halberd and was about to move.    

    

"Whiz!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!"    

    

Just at this time, lines of blood red thorns suddenly drilled out from the ground, like blood red lightning bolts, they engulfed the two severely injured Tiandao Sect disciples from all directions. In the blink of an eye, the two Tiandao Sect disciples were pierced into a sieve by the thorns, dying beyond compare.    

    

"bramble!?"