552 The Stench of Blood Fills the Air, and the Poison Spreads Far and Wide (2)
The shadow wasnt to be outdone and quickly spread out.
The three parties absorbed at the same time.
At the next instant, this black-clothed guards emperor-level cultivation art collapsed. His body shriveled and his Heavenly Palaces were destroyed.
Anyone who saw this would be incomparably shocked at the viciousness of Xu Qings attacks.
Shan Hes group wasnt much inferior. Night Spirit transformed into a one-eyed giant with green fur all over its body. It was a one-eyed heavenly demon unique to the Great Void Demon Transformation Sect and its eyes emitted a dim soul light.
The creatures upper body was even more monstrous, with four lumps of flesh growing out of it and forming four huge fingers. At the tip of each finger was a sinister face that devoured and bit at the enemy. Even when they were severed, they grew back instantly.
As for Shan He, his entire body was covered in a mist of blood and his injuries were extremely severe. He mainly helped his companions withstand the attacks, but his cultivation technique and bloodline were clearly unique. The more severe his injuries were, the stronger he became.
Right now, he didnt care about his injuries. He had completely gone crazy and was extremely violent. There was only killing in his eyes and nothing else.
The dwarf Wang Chen also went all out. His entire body was covered in lightning and the canopy above his head formed a life lantern of lightning. His speed was incredibly fast.
In fact, his body was also rapidly changing. Gradually, he was no longer a dwarf but had grown taller and transformed into a youth.
However, his entire body was covered in black totemic tattoos that seemed like seals. In that moment, they were unlocking one after another, forming an even more terrifying aura and fluctuations.
With every totem seal opened, there would be an additional nonhuman figure beside him.
There were dozens of figures of Light Race, Rock Demon Race, and Buppha Race.
The Smoke Clone was also there to provide assistance, fighting to the death alongside them against the two black-clothed guards with eight palaces.
Each of them took out their magic treasure fragments, and while they were still no match for the two black-clothed guards, the three of them spared no expense and heavily injured them. In the end, they managed to stall the two black-clothed guards.
Kong Xianglongs side was even more awe-inspiring. The golden dragon behind him roared and his whole body was like a god descending into the mortal world. Blood-colored cloth also appeared beside him and shrouded the surroundings. He was fighting the three half-step Nascent Soul cultivators by himself.
Despite being only at the Golden Core realm, he showed no signs of weakness when besieged by three half-step Nascent Soul cultivators. In fact, he emitted an unparalleled aura of dominance.
This is the monstrous team of this generation from the Sword Holding Palace!
One of the black-clothed guards let out a cry of alarm, and the others began to feel fear creeping in as they scrambled to escape the scene.
However, before they could escape far, they started to cough up black blood and their bodies rapidly began to decay, turning into pools of blood.
Xu Qings attacks continued. The Golden Crow let out a joyous cry and continued to devour. Xu Qings bizarre nether hand also continued to enter one Heavenly Palace after another.
Unfortunately, the speed of his attacks couldnt compare to his poison.
When he killed 19 black-clothed guards, there were only seven black-clothed guards left.
Three of them were fighting against Kong Xianglong, while the other two were fighting against Shan He and the others.
There were two more people, whose bodies had also rapidly rotted. Despite being more than halfway decomposed, they walked towards Xu Qing step by step, before finally kneeling down with a loud thud. Their eyes were filled with despair and horror, yet they still spoke with fanatical voices.
Master, please accept the gift that our Black-clothed Guards offer you!
As they spoke, they opened their Heavenly Palaces and took out their golden cores, handing them over with both hands.
Xu Qing waved his bizarre nether hand. After absorbing them, the two black-clothed guards each raised their hands in endless horror. They pressed their heads together in an extremely orderly manner and bent them forcefully.
Cracking sounds echoed out as their heads turned and were twisted off.
Even after they died, their faces still retained a smile.
Killing was not a source of fear for those present, as they had all taken many lives. But the sight of the people rotting away and the bizarre manner in which they suicided were far more chilling and unsettling than straightforward acts of killing.
Hence, this scene instantly caused all the living friends and foes to tremble in their hearts as they looked at Xu Qing.
At that moment, Xu Qing was standing on the blackish blood pool. There werent many corpses in the surroundings and most of them had turned into blood.
The Golden Crow behind him shone and let out a loud and clear sound. Its phoenix feathers drifted with flames, creating a peerlessly beautiful scene. At the same time, a gust of wind blew over and lifted Xu Qings hair, revealing that pair of calm eyes that showed no emotions.
Stepping on the bloody pool, Xu Qing walked toward the two black-clothed guards with eight palaces who were stalled by Shan He and the other two.
His speed became faster and faster. The Third Heavenly Palace in his body rapidly shook and emitted a suction force, causing all the Poison Restriction aura here to quickly gather around him.
His surroundings turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Boundless black fog enveloped him that contained countless little black bugs.
Amidst the changing expressions of Shan Hes group and the shock of the two black-clothed guards, Xu Qing appeared before them.
He instantly approached a black-clothed guard with eight palaces and covered the latter with the black fog.
Outsiders couldnt see anything in the fog and their perception couldnt enter either. They could only hear rumbling and screams coming from inside.
As a result, the opponents of Shan He and the others were no longer two people with eight palaces but one person. The situation instantly reversed.
After the amount of time it took for an incense stick to burn out, when Kong Xianglong tore a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator into pieces, Shan He and the other two had also completed their kill.
As monstrous geniuses, although they were inferior to Kong Xianglong, they still possessed peak combat strength of the seven palaces.
The three of them joined forces and used all their trump cards. They risked being heavily injured and finally killed the black-clothed guard with eight palaces.
As this person died, a mournful cry rang out from the black fog Xu Qing was in. After that, the sound of footsteps rang out and Xu Qings figure walked out step by step.
There was a strange glint in his eyes, as though he was thinking.