Chapter 1090
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”Boom！…”
Just as the people downstairs were shocked by Xu Taiping’s astonishing act they suddenly saw the Tianxiang Tower tremble violently.
Immediately afterwards, in the ear-splitting loud bang a thick cloud of bloody mist rose up from the bottom of the Tianxiang Tower.
In the blink of an eye, that thick cloud of bloody mist turned into a huge blood python, entwined and wrapped up the entire Tianxiang Tower.
The most terrifying thing was.
After this blood python entangled the Tianxiang Tower, it suddenly opened its huge mouth wide swallowed the top of the Tianxiang Tower in one gulp, and then began to slowly swallow the entire Tianxiang Tower into its stomach.
”This… what’s going on again？”
Jun Shuyan downstairs at the Tianxiang Tower had not yet recovered from the scene where Xu Taiping slashed off Gu Qingcheng with one sword, and now seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had fallen under someone’s illusion.
”No… not a dream！”
After a hard pinch his own thigh, he finally confirmed that he was not under an illusion and everything in front of him was real.
Young Master Song’s abnormal behavior, and this blood python full of evilsmell, could it be… could it be that this martial arts competition to recruit a son-in-law is actually a setup by some force?
A terrifying thought quickly flashed through his mind.
However, before he could think further, he heard another loud “boom”, and accompanied by a violent and cold sword energy, sharp ice cones stabbed out from within the Tianxiang Tower, piercing through the body of the blood python.
If the blood python upstairs in the Tianxiang Tower was from the evil cultivator hidden in the building, then this strike at this moment should be from Brother Song’s hand, right？ After all, when he made a move on Gu Qingcheng, he also used the Nether Frost Sword Qi sealed from Wu Huan.
Feeling the chilling sword qi coming from upstairs in the Tianxiang Tower, Jun Shuyan nervously muttered to himself.
It has to be said that as the proud disciple of the old master of Tianyuan Zhai, Jun Shuyan’s eyesight is still much stronger than that of ordinary sect disciples.
Just as Jun Shuyan guessed.
After Xu Taiping froze the group of monsters on the third floor with a single sword, the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord disguised as Gu Qingcheng had to summon the blood python that was ambushing underground in advance and began to swallow the entire Tianxiang Tower bit by bit.
Although Xu Taiping didn’t know what kind of sealing magic the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord was using.
But his intuition told him that if he let this blood python continue to swallow the Tianxiang Tower into its stomach, not to mention killing the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord, whether he could escape alive would be a problem.
So he immediately made a decision and released all the Nether Frost Sword Qi sealed in the Tunhai Ring.
That’s why there was the scene just now where the Nether Frost Sword Qi pierced through the blood glow one after another.
However, after exhausting all the Nether Frost Sword Qi in one breath, the more than a dozen demons including the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord who were sealed on the third floor of the Tianxiang Tower by him, the aura suppressed by the Nether Frost Sword Qi was released again.
“Ka, ka, ka…”
In just one breath, the thick ice crystals on the headless “Gu Qingcheng” began to crack continuously.
Seeing this, Xu Taiping didn’t hesitate to flick a ball of true fire from his fingertip and shoot it towards the headless corpse of Gu Qingcheng like a pen.
“Bang！”
Just as this ball of true fire was about to hit, a mass of bloody evil energy suddenly blocked in front of the headless corpse of Gu Qingcheng like a shield, blocking the ball of true fire shot by Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping took a closer look and saw that strands of bloody evil energy were seeping out from the ice crystal cracks on Gu Qingcheng’s body.
In just a short moment, the bloody evil energy wrapped the headless corpse tightly like a cocoon.
Looking at the other ice-sealed demonic cultivators, they were also, like the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord, continuously releasing blood-colored evil qi from the cracks in the ice crystals all over their bodies to protect themselves.
Obviously, this was a unique self-preservation method that the demonic cultivators had found within the Mysterious Wilderness Tower.
“Rusty Lion, this has indeed underestimated you.”
At this moment, a voice that he was very familiar with suddenly sounded from the headless corpse of Gu Qingcheng in front of Xu Taiping.
That’s right, it was exactly the voice of the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord.
While hearing this voice, through the blood-colored evil qi, Xu Taiping could faintly see snakes spitting out their tongues continuously emerging from the neck of Gu Qingcheng’s corpse.
This scene was exactly the same as the picture that Lotus Eye had shown him.
“However, there is one thing that this I really can’t figure out How on earth did you see through this trap that this I set for “you?”
The tone of the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord’s speech became very confused.
”If I were to say that I have the supernatural power of predicting the future, would you believe it？”
As Xu Taiping set up his fist stance, he asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Punishment Demon Lord first let out a laugh and then asked Xu Taiping in a tone full of sarcasm:
”Since you have the supernatural power of predicting the future, have you calculated what kind of death you will have today？”
Xu Taiping didn’t speak. He was just quietly accumulating the momentum of his fist.
Since you refuse to calculate, then this I will help you calculate.
The Demon Lord Tianxing smiled again, and then pondered for a moment before saying in a cold tone：
If there are no accidents, today you will have all the flesh on your body torn off by this mouthful by mouthful and finally die in despair and pain. After that, your primordial spirit will be sealed by us and continuously tortured day after day, year after year.”
“Boom！ ……”
Almost at the same time as the Demon Lord Tianxing’s voice fell, Xu Taiping punched the Demon Lord Tianxing heavily.
The Great Sage Fist, Baxia Style.
“Shua！”
However, before his fist could hit the Demon Lord Tianxing, the Demon Cultivator who was disguised as a middle-aged woman on the side suddenly broke free from the ice seal of the Nether Frost Sword Qi and blocked in front of the Demon Lord Tianxing.
“Bang！”
Under the terrifying force impact of the Baxia Style, the Demon Cultivator who was disguised as a middle-aged woman had his head smashed with a single punch.
Regarding the sudden appearance of this Demon Cultivator, Xu Taiping was not surprised.
Because he used most of the remaining Nether Frost Sword Qi on the Demon Lord Tianxing, the seals on the other Demon Cultivators were much weaker, and it was within his expectation that they would break free from the seal in advance.
“Boom！ ……”
And when Xu Taiping killed the demonic cultivator who was disguised as a middle-aged woman with a single punch, the eight or nine demonic cultivators who were disguised as servants behind him also broke free from the seal of the Nether Frost Sword Qi at this time and attacked Xu Taiping in unison.
Although they had no heads and were all seriously injured, their strange sorcery could still not be underestimated.
So Xu Taiping first increased his physical body to the Python-Jiao Realm, and at the same time assumed the stance of the Fury Thunder Style, and condensed the Golden Crow Fire and gathered it on his fists. His fist momentum was like a thunderbolt, blasting towards those eight or nine demonic cultivators.
This was precisely the Fury Thunder Style of the Great Sage Fist.
“Rumble！ ……”
Amidst a series of explosive sounds like rolling spring thunder, the fist shadows transformed by the Fury Thunder Style bombarded the bodies of those eight or nine demonic cultivators like a violent storm.
“Bang！ ——”
In a deafening explosion, the bodies of the nine demonic cultivators exploded simultaneously.
The Python-Jiao physical body, combined with the Fury Thunder Style of the Great Sage Fist, finally allowed Xu Taiping to restore some of the might of the Golden Scale Chief.
“Sure enough, it’s you！”
And when the Demon Lord Tianxing saw this scene, not only did not a trace of it show on his face, but he became extremely excited.
“Bang！”
Just as they were speaking, the thick ice crystals formed by the Nether Frost Sword Qi on the body of the Demon Lord Tianxing suddenly shattered.
The Tianxing Demon Lord, wearing a blood robe and with a snake head and human body, stood in front of Xu Taiping.
”You, Xu Taiping, you, the Golden Scale Chief Xu Taiping！”
The Demon Lord Tianxing pressed his hand on the blood knife at his waist and stared at Xu Taiping with burning eyes.
After seeing the Great Sage Fist that Xu Taiping had just Cast , the Demon Lord Tianxing could finally confirm that the identity behind the Rusty Lion was Xu Taiping.
”I never expected that during this trip to the Profound Desolation Tower, I, Tianxing, could still kill a Golden Scale Chief！”
While the Demon Lord Tianxing laughed loudly, he “clang” pulled out the long knife at his waist and slashed at Xu Taiping with a blood-colored saber qi like a raging wave.
