Fantastic Fantasy: An invincible big move at the beginning

After the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect finished speaking, he clasped his hands together.

hum!

Behind him, the space ruptured, revealing his inner world.

In his inner world, it was eerie, ghostly, like hell.

And at this time...

boom!boom!boom!

From his inner world, three blood coffins flew out and stopped behind him.

"Duan Qianqiu, this old man has refined thousands of corpse puppets in his life, and these are the three strongest at present! After these three corpse puppets were refined, they have never faced the enemy at the same time, Duan Qianqiu! Today I want to see , how strong are you, the number one swordsman in the Tianyuan world!"

After finishing speaking, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult formed a seal in his hand.

boom!

The lid of the first blood coffin flew up, and a figure slowly flew out of it.

"Huh? This is..." In the distance, Qin Wuxian looked at the corpse puppet flying out of the blood coffin, slightly startled.

Moments later, he exclaimed, "This is... Wan Tianfeng from the Eastern Region!"

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect grinned, and said: "That's right! When the Eastern Territory was destroyed, the old man has been hiding in the dark! Wan Tianfeng, a human immortal, died at the hands of the last three calamities. At that time, you had no time for him Gu, I took his corpse away and refined it into a corpse puppet!"

In the distance, Qin Wuxian and Duan Qianqiu's expressions were very ugly.

This Wan Tianfeng can be regarded as their former comrade-in-arms.

He died fighting against the Three Tribulations, but after his death, his body was refined into a corpse puppet by a villain who took refuge in the world of the sky and the underworld.

"Bastard, you deserve to die!" Duan Qianqiu roared and slashed with his sword.

however……

when!

Duan Qianqiu's sword was blocked by the corpse puppet Wan Tianfeng.

"This..." Duan Qianqiu was taken aback for a moment.

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect smiled slyly, and said: "Duan Qianqiu, don't underestimate me! Although my corpse puppet can't fully recover its full strength in life, it is still not a problem to recover to [-]% or [-]%! Your strength Although strong, if you don't show your true ability, you can't defeat him!"

Duan Qianqiu snorted coldly, and made another sword strike with his backhand.

hum!

In an instant, the surrounding space changed and turned into a world of swords, trying to isolate Wan Tianfeng.

but……

Keng!

In the next instant, his sword world collapsed directly.

"Huh?" Duan Qianqiu raised his head and looked at the Holy Lord of Sword Emperor Mountain.

Sure enough, he saw the other party pointing his sword at him, and the seven sword shadows behind him were shining brightly.

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 edge temporarily, but was suppressed for a while.

On the other side, Qin Wuxian roared angrily: "You despicable and shameless person, you have to fight head-on!"

boom!

As he spoke, the breath on his body exploded again, and he rushed towards the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult.

The madness of that immortal energy directly overwhelmed everyone in the field.

"Qin Wuxian, your opponent is here!"

But at this moment, the demon monk made a sudden move, laying in front of Qin Wuxian, and slapped him with his palm.

"Go away!" Qin Wuxian roared angrily, with immeasurable magical skills added to him.

boom!

With a punch, he hit the demon monk's Dharma face.

boom!

In just an instant, most of the magic monk's aura was destroyed.

"What? Such a strong force!" The demon monk was shocked when he saw this.

At this time, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect frowned and said: "Boundless magic, you deserve the title of the number one immortal energy in the Tianyuan world! If you compete head-on, ordinary people really can't do it! So, I also prepared an opponent for you! "

As he spoke, he sealed again, and then patted the second blood coffin.

boom!

The blood coffin flew up, and a huge figure emerged.

At this time, Qin Wuxian had already reached the head of the Corpse Soul Cult, and punched him down.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect did not dodge or avoid, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Qin Wuxian was taken aback when he saw this, but suddenly felt darkness in front of him.

boom!

The next moment, he punched it, but suddenly felt a numbness in his arm, and took two steps back at the same time.

"This is……"

Until then, he looked up and found something unusual.

In front of his eyes was the figure of a tall and strong monster clan.

"Nanling Yaoxian? You even have this guy's corpse..." Qin Wuxian's expression changed.

The ancestor of the Corpse Soul Sect smiled evilly, and said: "That's right, this is the only human immortal in the Yaozu who was born with the blood of a quasi-divine beast since ancient times! How could I let him go so easily? Qin Wuxian, you are not the most immortal!" , are you facing Hong Wudi head-on? If you have the ability, come face-to-face with a quasi-divine beast!"

As he spoke, he formed a seal again, and the Nanling Yaoxian rushed towards Qin Wuxian.

Qin Wuxian snorted, and the Wuliang Divine Art was activated again.

boom!boom!boom!

One person, one puppet, and three hits against each other, and for a while it was indistinguishable.

The demon monk turned his head, glanced at the ancestor of the Corpse Soul Cult, and couldn't help but feel a tizzy in his heart.

"It's no wonder the fellows of the Corpse Soul Sect have always been disliked. If I fall in this battle, I'm afraid I will also become his corpse puppet?" He thought to himself.

The battle here is in full swing, but the secret territory of Bianbei City is quite different.

hum!

A flash of spiritual light soared into the sky, and a disciple of Bianbei City held an extremely ugly bow in his hand, and his face showed excitement.

"It's completely refined, I'm finally fully refined!" He shouted excitedly.

Then, he turned his head to Luo Tian, ​​bowed and saluted, and said: "Thank you, young master, if you don't have the help of the young master, if you give me a few thousand years, I'm afraid it will be impossible to completely refine it!"

And opposite him was Luo Tian with a tired face.

Luo Tian has been helping these carefully selected elites in Bianbei City to refine the Immortal Artifact these days.

At this time, Luo Tiancai knew that helping others to refine the Immortal Artifact of Good Fortune was much more difficult than refining it himself.

The most important thing is that these 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 way, time is too tight.

So during these dozens of days, Luo Tian hardly closed his eyes.

He had never felt so tired before!

But fortunately, I finally finished the task today, I think I can take a good rest!

"I've decided, this time, I'll sleep for three days straight! No one will bother me!" Luo Tian made a secret wish in his heart.

But right now...

"Young master, something is not right! The world of the underworld...the world of the underworld is about to descend!" A young man galloped from a distance, shouting as he ran.

"Huh?" Luo Tian was taken aback.

I saw him turn his head slowly, with two huge dark circles under his eyes and a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring at each other in a daze.

"Heaven and the underworld... has come?" The corners of his mouth were twitching, his expression looked like a ghost.

call!

The young man who came to report trembled in fright, but still nodded and said: "Yes..."

As he spoke, he gave a general account of what happened outside Bianbei City.

After hearing this, Luo Tian's expression became even more distorted.

"If you don't come sooner or later, why come at this time... Heaven and Underworld, you... damn it!" Luo Tian roared with a grim expression.