I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

At this time, the Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect also had extremely gloomy eyes.

Although it seemed to him that Qin Feng would definitely lose if he continued to fight, but he didn't want to procrastinate here any longer.

In the Luanyun mountain range outside the tomb palace, there must be many old antiques from families in the ancient holy land.

At this time, he got the matter of the supreme corpse, and the news must have been passed on. Maybe he was already planning how to deal with him after he left the tomb palace.

There are restrictions of the law of heaven and earth here, and stronger weapons cannot be used, which is not available in the Chaoyun Mountains outside.

The longer he procrastinates here, the more carefully planned those old antiques outside will be, and the more dangerous he will be.

"Shh!"

And just as the corpse ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect pondered in his heart, Qin Feng's Wanshang Bow suddenly shot an arrow towards him, and the arrow surrounded by the dragon soul was like an attacking giant dragon.

The sound of the dragon's chant was getting closer and closer, carrying a terrifying aura.

Before that, Qin Feng's energy had been devoted to dealing with the Supreme Corpse, and he had no spare energy to attack the corpse ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Now with the help of the power of the two Supreme Spiritual Weapons, Qin Feng finally shot the arrow while breathing.

Wanted to try and shoot him to end the fight.

"You want to kill me even if you don't get rid of this supreme corpse? Idiots are dreaming." Seeing this, the ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect said dismissively.

He didn't make any reaction at all, but shook the Zijin bell.

Hearing the sound, the supreme corpse immediately turned its head, its eyes burst into bright light, and then two rays of light burst out from them.

"Boom!"

The arrow that was originally aimed at the Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect was blasted away, making it impossible to approach.

The corpse refined by the Corpse Refining Sect will always guarantee the safety of the controller under any circumstances.

"It's really hard to deal with!" Qin Feng said secretly in his heart.

When he was fighting with this supreme corpse just now, his spiritual consciousness sent a sound transmission to Yanser, and that guy had no better way.

Otherwise, Yanse would not have shared this opportunity with Qin Feng so generously at the beginning, because his own strength was not enough.

"Om..."

And at this moment, the Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect suddenly let go of the purple gold bell in his hand, surrounded by spiritual energy, and floated in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he spat out awkward and incomprehensible notes, and formed ancient knots with his hands.

The vital energy in the body of the Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect began to drain rapidly, making him look older and older.

At the same time, mysterious and complicated runes emerged one after another, exuding an astonishing death energy, surrounding his body.

This caused a huge change in the aura exuding from his whole body, and it became a little weird, like a living dead who just crawled out of the coffin.

"Shh!"

The next moment, the seal formed by the corpse ancestor's hands of the Corpse Refining Sect changed.

All the lifeless runes floating around his body were all driven into the purple gold bell in front of him by him.

"Crash..."

The Zijin bell, which was originally calm, then shook very violently.

This melody, like a soul-death song, clearly spread to every corner of the entire tomb palace.

All the monks' hearts trembled, and a great uneasiness welled up in their hearts.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the aura on the body of the supreme corpse suddenly surged again, and the terrifying aura fluctuated, moving in all directions in a mighty way.

The Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect consumes his own vital energy and uses the secret technique of the Corpse Refining Sect to forcibly give way to the Supreme Corpse so that he can exert a combat power closer to his former strength.

Qin Feng, who had been fighting fiercely with him, was also shocked back a long way. Seeing the aura emanating from the supreme corpse, his complexion immediately became serious.

"Hiss...the methods of the Corpse Refining Sect are too weird, it can actually make a supreme corpse exert such a strong combat power."

The ancient prince of the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty couldn't help but gasped.

He has seen the supreme power with his own eyes.

He could clearly feel that, although there was still a big gap between the combat power displayed by the corpse of the Supreme and the real Supreme alive, it was still close to one-tenth of it.

"I don't hesitate to spend my life to send you on your way today, so you can die without regret." The harsh voice of the Corpse Ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect echoed in the tomb of the underground palace.

His breath, compared to before, dropped a lot.

He didn't have much lifespan in the first place, and the consumption just now made him extremely painful.

But he has no choice. If Qin Feng is not dealt with today, he may not be able to leave safely with the supreme corpse.

"Chong!"

The moment the Corpse Refining Sect's ancestor's words fell, a sword's cry suddenly resounded throughout the entire underground palace of the tomb.

The Supreme Corpse used the sacred art of killing that he had mastered during his lifetime, and condensed it into a radiant multicolored holy sword.

The multicolored sword energy is like a rainbow, running across the top of the entire tomb palace.

The terrifying sword intent made all the monks present, including those monstrous geniuses, feel great danger.

It was as if the soul was about to be torn apart.

"cut!"

Accompanied by the shout of the corpse ancestor of the Corpse Refining Sect, the five-colored holy sword condensed by the supreme corpse directly slashed towards Qin Feng.

The five-colored divine light was dazzling to the extreme at this time, and the monstrous five-colored sword energy was like five galloping shouts, mighty and mighty.

It is about to split Qin Feng.

All the monks were incomparably horrified, with a feeling of suffocation in their hearts.

"The strength displayed by this supreme corpse far exceeds that of Qin Feng. Even if he has two supreme spiritual weapons, it is absolutely impossible to stop him?!"

A startled voice sounded.

Although most of the people present didn't even have Nirvana state, they could still tell who showed a more terrifying and powerful aura.

The gap between the two is really too big.

"It's over..." The ancient saint son of Yuhua Sect said indifferently.

Zhong Lingxuan and Tianyinque Saintess had complicated expressions on their faces. No matter what they wanted, they definitely did not want Qin Feng to be buried here.

But now, the sword cut out by the supreme corpse made them all feel desperate.

"Boy, don't you really die!" Yan Se was also stunned, and said in shock.

After all, he was the one who involved Qin Feng in this incident. If Qin Feng died, the karma on him would be too great.

"Roar!"

However, at this moment, an even more deafening dragon chant suddenly sounded, far surpassing when Qin Feng took out the Wanshang Bow just now.

The majestic Longwei has covered the entire tomb palace in the blink of an eye.

A holy dragon soul of the Nine Cangs rushed out of Qin Feng's body and surrounded his body.