After hearing these five words, Xiao Yun and Cui Tianming's expressions changed drastically, and at the same time, some fragmentary memories suddenly appeared in their minds!
According to historical records!
When the Shenlian Sect was at its peak, there were four famous geniuses in the sect who were known as the Four Elites of Qinglan. Each of them was a holy master!
The name Lan Meier is exactly one of the four heroes of Qinglan back then!
When they thought of this, Xiao Yun and Cui Tianming looked at the young woman in blue with a hint of solemnity in their eyes.
"You two must be the other two of the Four Elites of Qinglan, but with the help of puppet bodies, you are unable to return to the cultivation level of the Holy Lord back then!"
At this moment, Huo Yan pointed at the black and white puppet and screamed.
"Haha, two senior brothers, the three of us have not left the world for three thousand years. I didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could remember the three of us so quickly!"
The young woman in blue smiled casually, her voice was like the tinkling spring water in the mountains and forests, and there was no hint of old age at all.
"Haha, junior sister, I remembered you. The two of us are not that famous!"
"Haha, not bad, junior sister, you don't have to be modest anymore!"
After hearing this, the black and white puppets looked at each other and grinned, but their smiles looked very stiff.
"The Four Elites of Qinglan... No! The person who is being resurrected in the secret realm is..."
"Hurry up, these three people want to delay time, strangle the three of them immediately, and break through the secret realm. If it is later, it will be too late!"
Xiao Yun lowered his head and meditated. Suddenly his face changed drastically. He quickly raised his head and opened his mouth to yell.
The moment the roar came out, without saying a word, he suddenly grabbed the air with his right hand!
A loud sound!
A long green sword flew out of his body in an instant and he grabbed it in his hand!
Whoosh!
In an instant, a sword slashed down towards Lan Meier!
This sword seemed to come from the sky, with an unparalleled power and sharpness, as if it was going to cut the entire world in half with one sword!
"not good!"
The moment Xiao Yun struck down with his sword, Cui Tianming and Huo Yan's expressions immediately changed, as if they suddenly thought of something.
Swish! Swish!
Between the lightning and flint, the two men shot out like human-shaped cannonballs, rushing towards the black and white puppets at high speed, intending to strangle each other quickly!
"Two senior brothers, we have been hiding and surviving for three thousand years just for this moment. Let's go all out and die without regrets!"
At this moment, a cold drink came from Lan Meier's mouth!
When the cold drink came out, she raised her palm and grabbed it forward!
Rumble!
Suddenly, a muffled sound came out!
In the palm of her hand, countless blue lightnings appeared. They surged wildly and turned into a surging river of electric light, crossing the void and colliding with the sharp sword light coming towards her!
Bang!
In an instant, a loud noise was heard!
At this moment, the sky was filled with dazzling thunder sword shadows, fighting fiercely against each other, causing half of the sky to tremble violently, and countless eye-catching holes appeared!
"kill!"
When Lan Meier and Xiao Yun were fighting fiercely, the black and white puppets gritted their teeth slightly at the same time, roared, each holding a knife and a gun, rushed out at a high speed, and instantly fought with Cui Tianming and Huo Yan like crazy!
Bang bang bang!
The moment the two parties fought madly, dense and loud noises were heard like firecrackers!
Countless eye-catching holes, large and small, quickly appeared in the sky!
This crazy fight lasted for only two or three breaths!
Bang!
Finally, the entire sky could no longer bear this level of crazy fighting. It trembled suddenly, completely collapsed, and instantly turned into an indescribable and terrifying darkness!
In the terrifying darkness that covered the sky and the moon, there were still bursts of rumbling noises coming out densely and crazily!
All kinds of lightning sword shadows, swords and spears, like gods fighting, all appeared together, descended from the sky, and wreaked havoc quickly, directly tearing the newly healed void into countless pieces on the spot!
In the void, a strong wind blew!
This kind of strong wind is not an ordinary strong wind, but a strong wind that carries the terrifying Holy Principle!
Any new saint standing in such a strong wind may be seriously injured if he is not careful!
As for the common Three-Tribulation Half-Saint, I am afraid that as soon as he steps into the strong wind, he will be blown into a ball of flying ash in an instant, not even the scum will be left!
Fortunately, all the fierce battles took place high in the sky. Otherwise, if a few manifested holy principles fell, most of the Qinglan Mountains could be destroyed.
"Hiss...it's amazing, it's amazing!"
A new saint looked up with his head raised and took a deep breath, his face full of shock.
"Is this a battle at the level of a saint? It is indeed clearly beyond the level of a great saint!"
Another Great Saint raised his head to watch the battle, his heart beating wildly, and his face looked excited.
As for the three sects who were closely guarded in the distance, they all clenched their fists and stared at the boiling and shining crumbling void in the distance, not daring to take a breath!
To put it bluntly, the war going on right now will determine the fate of everyone in the three sects!
Lan Meier and the other two won, and they still had a chance of survival.
Once the three of them are defeated, they will quickly die tragically on the spot and become ghosts under the knife.
And the three major sects in the Qinglan Mountains will be completely swept into the garbage dump of history and cease to exist!
By then, all traces left by the king-level sect God Lian Zong in this world will be completely wiped out!
"Three ancestors, you have disappeared and survived for thousands of years. Thank you!"
"Thank you for being able to stand up and fight for the continuation of the incense of our Shenlian Sect at the critical moment. Please accept my respects from the younger generation!"
An old man from Sanzong in the crowd, with a wrinkled face and gray hair, knelt on his knees, tremblingly, kowtowing and said.
Wow!
In an instant, many elders from the three sects who missed the Shenlian Sect very much knelt down one after another, closed their eyes, and secretly prayed for Lan Meier and the other three who were fighting their opponents.
"ah……"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the dark sky!
Immediately afterwards, a figure in black robes, with tattered robes, fell freely. When it was still a thousand feet above the ground, there was a bang, and the whole body exploded on the spot, instantly turning into nothingness!
"It's the black-robed ancestor!"
An old man from Sanzong shouted with tears in his eyes when he saw this scene.
"Ahh..."
Just one breath later, another shrill scream came out!
The white-robed puppet fell down, one of its arms was broken, and its whole body was seriously damaged.
"Roar!!!"
He gritted his teeth and roared, and was about to charge back into the battlefield when suddenly a dazzling sword light fell from the sky and struck his body hard!
Bang!
In an instant, the white-robed puppet screamed and completely shattered, turning into ashes on the spot and scattered in the wind!
"Lan Mei'er, two of the three have died, and now you are the only one left. Let's see how long you can last!"
The moment the white-robed puppet collapsed, the murderous intent of the third sword master Xiao Yun suddenly came out.