Seeing Lan Chunqiu's demonic power, no one dared to express their anger.
At this time, the elders of the Seven Poison Sect who followed him all raised their arms and shouted: "The master of the sect is invincible, unify Ulan!"
"The master of the sect is invincible and will unify Ulan!"
"The master of the sect is invincible and will unify Ulan!"
Hahaha--
Amid the shouts of the crowd, Lan Chunqiu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Up and down Tiemu Cliff, various sect forces, large and small, were like Mang Kao Pi.
The situation was worse than they thought. Not only did Lan Chunqiu defeat the leader of the Wulong Sword Sect, he even wanted to rule the entire Wulan Kingdom in one fell swoop.
Annex all their sects.
From then on, unless they escape from Ulan Country, they can only survive in the shadow of the Seven Poison Sect.
Just then.
Long Xiaoshan took one step forward and reached the Ironwood Cliff Formation. He raised his hand and pierced the formation with force one after another. As he used the method to break the formation, the entire formation trembled and was gradually torn apart.
crack.
"What's going on?"
Under the Ironwood Cliff, everyone was a little confused when they saw Long Xiaoshan's behavior.
"Is he looking for death?"
"How dare you disturb that old demon Lan at this time."
A cold sweat broke out on everyone's back. Now is the time when Lan Chunqiu is the most arrogant and domineering demon. Everyone is trying not to attract his attention, but Long Xiaoshan goes to break Tiemu Ya's formation. This is not seeking death.
They all retreated and stayed away from Long Xiaoshan.
In just a moment, a gap was torn open in the Tiemuya formation, and Long Xiaoshan stepped in.
Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng also followed in.
The three of them soared directly into the sky and flew towards the top of Ironwood Cliff.
In an instant, the three of them had reached the top of Ironwood Cliff. Lan Chunqiu also saw the three people flying up. His eyes focused on the three of them, and the dark yellow demon eyes were full of fierce light.
"who?"
Facing Lan Chunqiu's overwhelming corpse aura, Long Xiaoshan looked calm and walked towards Lan Chunqiu. The corpse aura rolled onto him like a breeze blowing on his face, without causing any obstacles.
Long Xiaoshan walked dozens of meters in front of Lan Chunqiu before he stopped and said with a smile: "Master Lan, you are indeed here. I just came from the Seven Poison Sect, it's easy to find."
Lan Chunqiu looked at Long Xiaoshan's smile. For some reason, he suddenly felt a vague sense of foreboding in his heart. He glared at Long Xiaoshan and said, "What are you doing at the Seven Poison Gate?"
"It's nothing, I just wiped out the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, but unfortunately you weren't there, so I had to make one more trip." Long Xiaoshan still said with a faint smile.
"What?"
Lan Chunqiu's violent aura rose into the sky and roared: "What did you do to the Ten Thousand Poison Valley? Tell me quickly!"
Long Xiaoshan said: "Didn't I make it clear just now? I said, I just wiped out the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons..."
"Ah" Lan Chunqiu roared wildly, his corpse energy rolling, he fiercely grabbed Long Xiaoshan: "You dare to touch the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, I want you to live but not to die."
Lan Chunqiu's five fingers were all sharp and turned into corpse claws, whistling through the air and piercing Long Xiaoshan's heart fiercely.
Long Xiaoshan stood there, motionless as if he couldn't react.
In an instant, the claws of the corpse had pierced Long Xiaoshan's chest. Lan Chunqiu's face was full of ferociousness. He never expected that just after he dominated Wulan, his hometown was raided. The Ten Thousand Poison Valley is the main altar of the Seven Poison Sect. This time
When he came out, he only brought the elite elders of the sect, and most of the younger generations stayed in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley. The other party said that they had wiped out the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, which meant that his lineage of the Seven Poison Sect was almost cut off.
At this moment, Lan Chunqiu felt like swallowing Long Xiaoshan alive.
when--
There was a loud noise, and terrible energy rolled out.
The leaders of the sects on Ironwood Cliff did not expect that after the Black Dragon Sword Sect was suppressed, there would still be people who dared to stand up and challenge the old demon Lan. From their conversations, it was heard that the black-haired young man who had just arrived
He actually took away all the Seven Poison Sect's lairs.
So when Long Xiaoshan was stabbed in the chest by Lan Lao Mo, these people were a little afraid to look at them, secretly thinking that this young man didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and if he angered Lao Mo like this, he was afraid that the end would be a hundred times worse than that of the Black Dragon Sword Sect.
However, when the energy rolled away, everyone's eyes froze.
Lan Chunqiu's corpse claws pressed against Long Xiaoshan's chest, but did not penetrate even half of it. Long Xiaoshan still stood there firmly. Lan Chunqiu's face was ferocious, gnashing his teeth, corpse energy rolling, obviously using all his strength.
But the corpse's claws were like a knife pressed against an iron plate, unable to move forward even an inch.
"How is that possible!"
"Old Demon Lan has the demonic body of the Corpse King. His power is so terrifying that even Master Di can't block his blow. This man stood here and let Old Demon Lan claw his claws, but he couldn't even move."
The heads of the major factions in Ulan Kingdom who were watching were all shocked.
Long Xiaoshan grinned and smiled at Lan Chunqiu: "Next, you also receive a punch from me."
As he said that, Long Xiaoshan punched lightly.
This punch seemed weak and without any energy, but when Lan Chunqiu struck with the fist, he felt the hairs all over his body explode, and a huge force seemed to squeeze his heart, making him want to retreat with fear on his face.
dodge.
But Long Xiaoshan's punch seemed to break the boundary of time. It seemed slow, but Lan Chunqiu's speed seemed to be a hundred times slower under this punch.
He watched helplessly as the punch hit his chest.
In an instant, it was like the sky was falling apart.
Lan Chunqiu's whole body shook violently, as if thousands of big bells were exploding at the same time in his head. With a bang, he flew out and hit the formation of Tiemu Ya.
The whole person is firmly attached to the large array of intertwined light films, like a hanging painting.
On the left side of his chest, there was a big black hole, which was completely penetrated. Even his heart had been shattered, and only gurgling black blood was flowing down.
Everyone's heads were buzzing.
It was as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
The leader of the Black Dragon Sword Sect, who had just defeated the leader of the Black Dragon Sword Sect, was in a fierce and arrogant manner. In the blink of an eye, he was beaten and hung in the sky like a dead dog.
People say that extreme joy brings sorrow, but the style of this painting has changed too quickly, and the ups and downs of life have been too ups and downs. They even looked at Lan Chunqiu with a hint of pity.
Of course, that's definitely not sympathy, it's just an illusion caused by a sense of absurdity.
Under Ironwood Cliff.
People from all major sects stared at each other at the same time.
Especially those people who had just surrounded Long Xiaoshan and almost made a move, were covered in cold sweat and were terrified. What had they done just now? They actually tried to accuse a terrifying existence that could defeat the old demon Lan.
The faces of those from Dongxuan Sect were even more pale.
The Dongxuanzong elder was trembling all over. He looked at Ling Ya beside him and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "You, you did a good thing."
At this time, Ling Ya had already forgotten that her throat could not make a sound, and she was shrinking there.
Tsk!
The corpse energy in Lan Chunqiu's chest was churning, and the huge wound was constantly healing. He propped up his body. A big factor in the strength of the corpse king's demonic body was its immortality. Even if his heart was broken, there would still be no serious problems.
