As soon as Immortal Sword Wentian came out, all the long swords in Kunlun made a low roar, and everyone was shocked.
"What sword is that?"
Many people in Kunlun made sounds of surprise, as their own spiritual swords seemed to have surrendered to that sword.
"That's Fairy Sword Wentian."
As an old man in the Treasure Pavilion, how could Yuan Tianzun not know the origin of this sword? He also had a look of shock on his face.
"What is Fairy Sword Wentian?"
A strong man with saint-level cultivation next to him had a look of confusion on his face.
Because he had just entered Kunlun not long ago, he didn't know what this sword meant to Kunlun.
Yuan Tianzun glanced at him and explained: "The Immortal Sword Wentian is the number one sword in Kunlun, the product of Xuanyuan Wutian. If you don't know this sword, then you must know who Xuanyuan Wutian is."
The strong man with a Saint Realm cultivation said with a look of disbelief on his face: "How can the people of Kunlun not know the name of Xuanyuan Wutian? He is the ancestor of Kunlun. Is this sword his divine weapon?"
Yuan Tianzun nodded, and then said: "This sword is the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords."
Not only were everyone shocked, even the injured Three Saints had a shocked expression on their faces.
"Didn't this sword disappear with Xuanyuan Wutian? Why does it appear here?"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Immortal Sword Wentian came towards the Corpse Emperor at extremely fast speeds to kill him.
The corpse emperor's dark and hollow pupils tightened violently, and then he let go of Emperor Yao and retreated quickly.
He could feel that this sword could hurt him.
However, this fairy sword locked him tightly, and no matter where he escaped, he would be within the attack range of Fairy Sword Wentian.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, the Corpse Emperor gritted his teeth and roared.
"Break it for me!"
With a ferocious look on his face, he punched the world and collapsed, and collided fiercely with Xian Jian Wentian.
boom!
At this moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its color.
The dazzling light covered up the scorching sun, followed by violent energy sweeping across Kunlun.
Under the horrific aftermath, everything was destroyed.
The Three Saints stood up with difficulty and formed a defense to protect the remaining people in Kunlun.
The millions of undead legions were not so lucky. Nearly half of them were destroyed by the horrific aftermath. Their bones were shattered and it was impossible to reorganize them.
The Corpse King let out an angry roar, his arm was cut off, and he was seriously injured.
"Who is it? Get out of here."
He stepped out and all the void in front of him collapsed instantly.
Then the most unlikely woman in blue appeared in front of everyone.
"Xi Sheng."
Above the void, the woman is wearing a light blue gauze dress with a white gauze draped over her shoulders. The breeze blows, giving people a feeling of being ethereal. Her long black flowing hair exudes a fairy-like feeling.
His temperament is as light and erratic as a gust of wind, as dazzling as a cloud of red clouds, and his sense of laziness is undisguised.
The muscles are like fat and the air is like blue.
His whole body exudes a cool temperament, and his mannerisms add a sense of agility and elegance.
Lan Mengxi.
"Isn't she imprisoned in a forbidden area? Why is she here?"
Emperor Yan had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
A Heavenly Lord next to him said in shock: "How could she be so strong? She just entered the realm of Heavenly Saint and actually injured the Corpse Emperor? Oh my God, am I dreaming?"
You must know that when the three saints joined forces to attack just now, they were no match for the Corpse Emperor.
Yuan Tianzun also had a hint of shock on his face.
"How did she get this Immortal Sword Wentian? Could it be that she got an opportunity in the forbidden land? It is true that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other."
When all the empresses saw Lan Mengxi's arrival, they all cried with joy.
The Three Saints also looked at Lan Mengxi in confusion.
It has been less than ten days since the other party broke through to the Heavenly Saint realm, and now his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Saint realm. It is simply unbelievable.
But they didn't know that time in the old man's small world within the forbidden area was different from here.
Time there can be delayed a thousand times, and with Xuanyuan Wutian's personal guidance, it is not unusual for Lan Mengxi to enter the middle stage of Heavenly Saint.
Moreover, after sensing the corpse emperor's aura, Xuanyuan Wutian knew that Kunlun would definitely not be able to resist it.
He couldn't leave the forbidden area himself, so he lent the Immortal Sword Wentian to Lan Mengxi.
The fairy sword contains a total of three sword energies of Xuanyuan Wutian.
The first sword energy was released just now, so it injured the Corpse Emperor.
The Corpse Emperor had a furious look on his face and roared at Lan Mengxi: "You were the one who took action just now?"
Lan Mengxi held the fairy sword and asked the sky, with a lonely look in her beautiful eyes, and said to the Corpse Emperor: "Get out of Kunlun, and I will spare your life."
"Hahaha, ridiculous!"
A ferocious sneer appeared on the corpse emperor's face, and then he said: "You are only in the middle stage of the heavenly saint realm. The three people who fought with me just now are more powerful than you at random. How dare you say so brazenly that you want to spare me?"
Immortal? Where do you get your confidence?"
"You really don't want to listen?"
Lan Mengxi pointed the Immortal Sword Wentian at the Corpse Emperor with a cold tone.
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
The Corpse Emperor roared angrily, and a torrential amount of corpse energy surged out from his body.
"It's just with this sword. Your cultivation can control it for the first time, but can it be used for the second time?"
"You'll know if you try it."
There was no expression on Lan Mengxi's cold face. Immortal Sword Wentian pointed at the sky, and then let out a sweet cry and slashed down at the Corpse Emperor.
With this sword strike, the entire sky seemed to be cut in half.
The land was carved into a canyon.
"How could she have such great power?"
Haotian felt deep jealousy and horror in his heart.
He has entered the forbidden land more than a thousand times, but got nothing. However, Lan Mengxi was able to get the greatest opportunity left by Xuanyuan Wutian, the Immortal Sword Wentian.
Seeing that the terrifying attacks made by the woman with the sword are slightly higher than those of the Corpse Emperor, who in Kunlun will be her opponent in the future?
Haotian clenched his fists, with a trace of concern on his face.
If Lan Mengxi wants to take revenge after killing the Corpse Emperor, he may be in danger too.
However, he could no longer think too much at this moment, because Lan Mengxi's second sword had already been sent out, and even if the Corpse Emperor used all his strength to stop it, he was still invincible.
With this sword strike, the Corpse Emperor was seriously injured and he coughed out black blood.
The millions of undead legions seemed to be showing signs of disintegration due to the corpse emperor's injury.
Everyone in Kunlun was shocked.
Lan Mengxi is too strong. If she protects Kunlun in the future, then who else in Kunlun will dare to cause trouble.
But after thinking about it, everyone still became a little worried.
After all, the most beautiful woman in Kunlun has a close relationship with Yang Tian, Kunlun's mortal enemy.
Lan Mengxi openly challenged Haotian for the sake of the boy.
Now that the Five Emperors have fallen, after solving this matter, Haotian will definitely not let Yang Tian go.
And when the time comes, the two will inevitably conflict again.
When they thought of this, all the Kunlun disciples' eyelids twitched.
If a being who could seriously injure a corpse emperor wanted to save someone, Haotian might not be able to stop him.
At this moment, the Corpse Emperor was seriously injured, and his energy and spirit were extremely depressed. Although he would not die, if he fell into a period of weakness, he would become a piece of meat on the chopping board and be slaughtered.
If Kunlun takes action to seal him when the time comes.
That would be dangerous.
But thousands of years of hatred have blinded the Corpse Emperor. His eyes are dark and hollow, and his whole face is a little distorted.
Now that Kunlun has finally been destroyed like this, there is only one step left, and the entire Kunlun will be destroyed, and the thousand-year hatred will be repaid.
How could he be willing to leave just like that?
The Corpse King stood up with difficulty, gritted his teeth and roared.
"I don't believe you can still launch such a terrifying attack. You are only in the middle stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm. You have not ascended at all. I am invincible when I ascend."
Anger has overwhelmed his reason.
The Corpse King gathered all the corpse energy around him, and then began to condense seals on his palms.
"No, he's going to use the ancient forbidden technique."
Everyone's eyelids twitched violently.
In addition to the natal domain he just used, even when facing the Three Saints, the Corpse Emperor did not use ancient forbidden arts to fight.
But this also shows how far the Corpse Emperor has been forced by Lan Mengxi. (To be continued)
