After the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect finished speaking, he clasped his hands together.
Buzz!
Behind him, the space burst, and his inner world emerged.
In his inner world, it was gloomy and terrifying, with ghostly aura rising to the sky, just like hell.
And at this time...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three blood coffins flew out from his inner world and stopped behind him.
"Duan Qianqiu, I have refined thousands of corpse puppets in my life. These are the three strongest ones at present! After these three corpse puppets were refined, they have never faced the enemy at the same time, Duan Qianqiu! I want to take a look today.
, how strong are you, the number one sword cultivator in Tianyuan Realm!"
After saying that, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect formed a seal in his hand.
Bang!
The lid of the first blood coffin flew up, and a figure slowly flew out from it.
"Huh? This is..." In the distance, Qin Wuwu looked at the corpse flying out of the blood coffin and was slightly startled.
An instant later, he exclaimed, "This is... the Ten Thousand Heavenly Winds of the Eastern Region!"
The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult laughed ferociously and said: "That's right! I was hiding in the dark during the battle when the Eastern Territory was destroyed! Wan Tianfeng, an immortal on earth, died in the hands of the last three tribulations. At that time, you had no time to save him.
Gu, I took his body away and refined it into a corpse puppet!"
In the distance, Qin Wuwu and Duan Qianqiu looked very ugly.
This Wan Tianfeng can be regarded as their former comrade-in-arms.
He died fighting against the three calamities. Unexpectedly, after his death, his body was turned into a corpse puppet by a villain who took refuge in the world of heaven and underworld.
"Beast, you deserve to die!" Duan Qianqiu roared angrily and slashed with his sword.
However……
when!
Duan Qianqiu's sword was blocked by the corpse puppet Wan Tianfeng.
"This..." Duan Qianqiu was stunned for a moment.
The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect smiled slyly and said: "Duan Qianqiu, don't underestimate me! Although my Corpse Puppet has not been able to fully recover its original strength, it will not be a problem to restore it to 60-70%! Your strength is still there.
Although he is strong, if you don’t show your true ability, you can’t defeat him!”
Duan Qianqiu snorted coldly and struck another sword with his backhand.
Buzz!
In an instant, the surrounding space changed and turned into a world of swords, trying to isolate the Ten Thousand Heavenly Winds.
But……
Keng!
The next moment, his sword world collapsed.
"Huh?" Duan Qianqiu raised his head and looked at the Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain.
Sure enough, he saw the opponent pointing his sword at him, with seven sword shadows shining brightly behind him.
It was him who used the way of the sword to hinder the formation of his own sword world.
boom!
At this moment, the corpse puppet Wan Tianfeng rushed towards Duan Qianqiu again.
He could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but was suppressed for a while.
On the other side, Qin Wuwu roared angrily: "Despicable and shameless people, you have the guts to fight head-on!"
boom!
As he spoke, the aura on his body exploded again, and he headed towards the ancestor of the Soul Cult.
The ferocity of the immortal energy directly overwhelmed everyone in the room.
"Qin Wuwu, your opponent is here!"
At this moment, the demon monk suddenly took action, stood in front of Qin Wuwu, and stamped his palm.
"Get away!" Qin Wuwu roared angrily, using his immeasurable magical power.
boom!
He punched out and hit the demon monk's face.
Bang!
In just an instant, most of the demon monk's appearance was destroyed.
"What? It's so strong!" The demon monk was shocked when he saw this.
At this time, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect raised his eyebrows and said: "With boundless magical power, he is worthy of being the number one immortal energy in the Tianyuan Realm! In a head-to-head competition, ordinary people are really not good at it! So, I have also prepared an opponent for you!
"
He said, formed the seal again, and then patted the second blood coffin.
Bang!
The blood coffin flew up, and a huge figure emerged.
At this moment, Qin Wuwu had already reached the leader of the Corpse Soul Sect and punched him.
When the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect saw this, he did not dodge, but instead had a smile on his lips.
Qin Wuwu was stunned when he saw this, but suddenly felt darkness in front of him.
boom!
The next moment, he punched it, but immediately felt a numbness in his arm and took two steps back.
"This is……"
It was only then that he looked up and noticed something unusual.
In front of him was a tall figure of a strong demon clan man.
"Nanling Demon Immortal? You actually have this guy's corpse..." Qin Wuwu's expression changed.
The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect smiled evilly and said: "Yes, this is the only human immortal in the demon clan since ancient times who has the blood of an innate quasi-divine beast! How could I let go of his body so easily? Qin Wanli, you are not the strongest in immortality.
, are you facing Todoroki Wudi head-on? If you have the ability, come and face Todoroki with a quasi-divine beast head-on!"
With that said, he formed a seal again, and the Nanling Demon Immortal rushed towards Qin Wuwu.
Qin Wuwu snorted and activated the Wuliang Divine Art again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One person and one puppet, three blows against each other, and for a while they were inseparable.
The demon monk turned his head and glanced at the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult, and his heart couldn't help but churn.
"No wonder the guys from the Soul Cult have always been unpopular. If I fall in this battle, I will probably become his corpse puppet, right?" He thought to himself.
The battle is going on here, but in the secret area of Bian Beicheng, it's a different story.
Buzz!
A ray of light shot into the sky, and a disciple from Bianbeicheng was holding an extremely ugly bow in his hand, with excitement on his face.
"Completely refined, I'm finally completely refined!" He shouted with great excitement.
Then, he turned to Luo Tian, bowed and said, "Thank you, Young Master. Without Young Master's help, I would not have been able to completely refine it even if I had given it thousands of years!"
Opposite him was Luo Tian, who looked tired.
Luo Tian has been helping these carefully selected elites in Bianbeicheng to refine the immortal weapons these days.
At this time, Luo Tiancai realized that it was much more difficult to help others refine the immortal artifact than to refine it himself.
The most important thing is that these creation artifacts are too powerful. Once they are brought into the Temple of Time and Space, they will suppress the Temple of Time and Space and affect the flow of time.
In other words, if you want to refine this thing, you can only do it outside the Temple of Time and Space.
In this case, time is too tight.
Therefore, Luo Tian hardly slept a wink during these dozens of days.
He has never felt so tired!
But fortunately, I finally completed the task today, and I think I can have a good rest!
"I have decided that this time, I will sleep for three days in a row! No one can disturb me!" Luo Tian secretly made a wish in his heart.
But just then...
"Young Master, something bad is going to happen! The world of heaven and underworld...the world of heaven and underworld is coming!" A young man galloped from a distance, shouting as he ran.
"Huh?" Luo Tian was startled.
I saw him slowly turning his head, looking at each other blankly with two huge dark circles and a pair of bloodshot eyes.
"The world of heaven and underworld... has arrived?" The corners of his mouth were twitching, and his expression looked like a ghost.
call!
The young man who came to report was so frightened that he trembled, but he still nodded and said: "Yes..."
As he said that, he roughly told what happened outside Bianbei City.
After hearing this, Luo Tian's expression became more and more distorted.
"I didn't come earlier, I didn't come late, but I came at this time... Tianmingjie, you guys... damn it!" Luo Tian roared with a ferocious face.