He looked fine, his body was irritated with corpse energy, and he was still vicious. Lan Chunqiu roared at Long Xiaoshan and said, "You can't kill me, I'm immortal, I will never die."
"Yeah?"
Long Xiaoshan with his hands behind his back, his body slowly soared into the air and floated towards Lan Chunqiu.
Lan Chunqiu's body trembled. Seeing Long Xiaoshan getting closer, he actually wanted to retreat, but soon he stood on the formation of Tiemu Cliff.
There is no way out.
Lan Chunqiu roared wildly, and the corpse energy soared into the sky. He wanted to transform into a demon. He sacrificed a black and red magic stick and slashed towards Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan still did not dodge or avoid, raised his hand, and the sword energy in the void roared.
The golden golden silk sword energy penetrated the heaven and earth, colliding with the demon stick, and the harsh collision sounds kept coming out, shocking the heaven and earth.
The Lan Chunqiu Demon Stick swept across the world with a majestic momentum, but Long Xiaoshan wanted to turn into a true sword god, and the endless sword light burst out brilliantly with his body as the center.
The golden silk cuts the world, and in the end, there is no silky shape, but a golden sword curtain.
Under the sword curtain, the stick shadows were constantly shattering, and the sword energy was crazily cut on the magic stick. This magic treasure, which was cultivated by countless top materials, made a moan sound.
The sword marks on it are getting more and more deeper...
Bang!
In the end, the magic stick couldn't hold on and completely shattered.
The sword energy roared, slashing Lan Chunqiu's body, leaving deep bone-visible sword marks on his corpse king's demon body.
Lan Chunqiu roared in pain, and the corpse was boiling.
Even though he is an immortal body and his body can be restored, the sword energy is cut into pieces and is like being cut into pieces by thousands of knifes.
Lan Chunqiu struggled wildly, trying to break through the cutting of the sword energy, but Long Xiaoshan's sword had already enveloped the world. No matter how hard Lan Chunqiu struggled, he could only struggle to support the sword energy.
The sword energy is too much and too fast. Even if Lan Chunqiu has strong self-healing ability, he will not be able to keep up with the speed of destruction.
Puff, puff.
Lan Chunqiu's arm could not be supported first, and was cut into several pieces. His body was also constantly splitting, and his flesh and blood were separated from his body.
Everyone was shocked again when they watched this scene.
It’s not that the old demon Blue is not strong, but that the person he faces is too terrible and is actually abused by such blood. No matter how strong the corpse king is, he is afraid that he can’t hold on to such blood.
In the sword energy, Lan Chunqiu roared repeatedly: "Who are you? I have never seen you before. I have any grudges with you. You want to destroy my Seven Poison Sect."
Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "There is no grudge, it just depends on your Qipo Sect being unhappy."
"What!" The old demon in the blue slut was about to spit out an old blood.
There is no grudge or resentment. Just because I feel unhappy when I see the Seven Poison Sect, I want to destroy the Seven Poison Sects.
There are still such people in this world.
Even though he has a reputation as a devil, he seems not as good as the "brutal" of Long Xiaoshan.
But at this moment, he couldn't imagine it.
Do the countless mortals who were used by the Seven Poison Sect to practice demon skills and died have any grudges against the Seven Poison Sect?
Because mortals do not exist in his eyes, they are inferior beings like ants, how can they be compared with the Seven Poison Sect?
The sword energy is still cutting wildly.
After a cup of tea, most of Lan Chunqiu's body had been cut off. Lan Chunqiu was finally afraid. The body of the corpse king is immortal, but there is no real immortality in this world. Otherwise, he would not be just a mere Ulan.
The country is in danger.
Lan Chunqiu's roar turned into a begging for mercy: "Give up your life, I'll accept you, don't kill me, I'm willing to be your servant and let you help me."
However, Long Xiaoshan's sword energy was still terrifying, and there was no intention of stopping.
Lan Chunqiu's body was cut less and less, and almost only bones were left. Lan Chunqiu suddenly yelled: "Stop, one day I have a big secret, which is related to the secret treasure of the Heavenly Lord. If you don't kill me, I can tell you."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes moved, the secret treasure of the Heavenly Lord?
The sword energy paused slightly, and anyone would be moved by the secret treasure of the Heavenly Lord, and Long Xiaoshan was no exception. Regardless of the true or false Lan Chunqiu's words, it would be okay to listen to them.
The howling sword energy gradually dissipated.
Lan Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time he was terrible. His flesh and blood were almost eliminated by the sword energy, leaving only bones, and sword marks were also covered with sword marks.
Long Xiaoshan looked at him calmly and said, "Well, what secret treasure of the Heavenly Lord?"
"Wait, wait, the treasure of the Heavenly Lord is under our ironwood cliff!"
“It’s just below.”
Long Xiaoshan looked down and his spiritual sense penetrated under the iron-mu cliff.
Bang! At this moment, Lan Chunqiu's body suddenly exploded, turned into a black gas, and rushed towards Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng who were standing on the side.
Long Xiaoshan immediately looked up, and he had already realized that Lan Chunqiu was just talking nonsense and attacking the east and west, in order to make him relax and vigilant.
Then attack Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng.
Everyone was speechless when they saw this scene. This young black-haired man is amazing. It’s a pity that he is a little tender. He was easily deceived by Lan Chunqiu. Lan Chunqiu obviously knew that he was not Long Xiaoshan’s opponent, so he attacked his female companion.
, seek a glimmer of vitality.
In an instant, Lan Chunqiu had already rushed to the two women. He was happy. He succeeded. Long Xiaoshan did not intercept him. As long as he caught these two women, the other party would be afraid of the other party.
But Long Xiaoshan's reaction was too slow, and he even stood motionless, and his expression was not at all anxious.
The thought flashed, and the black gas had turned into two huge corpse claws and grabbed Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng.
"court death."
Lan Ya was so angry that she laughed at the huge corpse claws. She kept Long Xiaoshan standing in front of her along the way and rarely took action. Now she was mistaken for a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch.
The blue light burst out in his eyes, and a terrifying piano sound penetrated the void in an instant.
ah!
The black gas transformed by Lan Chunqiu screamed and rolled, revealing its true form. Lan Chunqiu hugged her head and twisted and rolled in the air.
Lan Ya raised her hand and moved in the void, and invisible sound waves enveloped Lan Chunqiu. Qinyin burst out the most terrifying death storm in Lan Chunqiu's soul, which was inherited from Qinjun's qin killing technique.
Lan Ya's cultivation level is already at the peak of the Golden Pill.
What's more, the technique of killing the piano is invisible and directly attacking the soul. Even if Lan Chunqiu is the body of the corpse king, so what if he is immortal, his soul is still just an ordinary soul. How can he resist Lan Ya's technique of killing the piano?
Lan Chunqiu struggled and roared wildly. Under the sound of the piano, he was completely confused and showed a madness.
The sound of the piano gradually reached its climax, accompanied by a harsh sound.
Bang!
Lan Chunqiu's head exploded directly, and his headless body rolled down and fell to the ground.
On the ironwood cliff, he fell into dead silence again.
Everyone looked at the headless body lying on the ground. This time, Lan Chunqiu did not get up again. The corpse energy on the bones rolled and dissipated, and it was obviously about to dissipate between heaven and earth soon.