Makura, who was sitting in the ruins of the corpse city, widened his eyes again.
"Uncle Junior, could this be..."
Li Jiuhan nodded, "The second elder of Qiankun Cave, Yi Qiuhan."
"Having reached the Second Mysterious Realm a hundred years ago and understood the two laws, his strength is not bad."
Makura moved his butt, but he didn't know which wound was stretched by this action. He grinned in pain and said, "Yi Qiuhan, the most famous beauty in the Southern Territory three hundred years ago?"
"Why did she look like an old woman just now, and suddenly she changed into a living person?"
Makura rubbed his waist with one hand and his eyes with the other, then squinted and looked at Na Yi Qiuhan carefully: "Tsk, don't tell me, it does look good."
Li Jiuhan did not take the time to admire the beauty of the most beautiful woman in the Southern Territory three hundred years ago. He squinted and looked into the distance, muttering to himself: "Since she is here, the one from the Qiankun Cave must also be here. .”
Makura's ears pricked up, and after hearing this sentence, he quickly asked: "That one? Who?"
Li Jiuhan pondered for a moment and said, "Great Elder of Qiankun Cave, why bother."
Makura looked strange, "Why bother?"
"What a strange name..."
Yi Qiuhan glanced at Shentu Yushu and Su Youlan and frowned. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but she didn't say anything in the end.
"Back off." Yi Qiuhan only said these two words.
Shentu Yushu hurriedly took Su Youlan and stood behind Yi Qiuhan. Su Youlan frowned. The woman in front of her who suddenly "returned to youth" had even stronger fluctuations than the previous Xie Mu!
Then Xie Mu is already a monk who is about to enter the Second Mysterious Realm, so this woman...
Probably stronger!
Su Youlan's heart, which was slightly relieved, became tense again.
Ren Piaomiao is indeed very strong, there is no doubt about this.
But that Xie Mu was injured after all, and this woman...
In the realm of Erxuan during its heyday, the most beautiful woman in the Southern Territory three hundred years ago faced off against Ren Piaomiao, who could be called a swordsman.
Between the two of them, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?
A rain of swords has fallen from the sky.
Yi Qiuhan raised his eyes and glanced, and then an oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand.
She gently opened the umbrella, and an invisible layer of protection from the avenue suddenly enveloped Yi Qiuhan and others.
Xie Mu's face was pale, he covered his abdomen with one hand, staggered in the air, and came to Yi Qiuhan's side.
"How did you come?"
Yi Qiuhan ignored Xie Mu at all. She squinted at his injuries and said in an indifferent voice: "The master has an order to bring this inheritance of the God Emperor back to the Qiankun Cave."
Yi Qiuhan paused and then added: "No matter what the cost."
Xie Mu was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Is there someone coming from China?"
Yi Qiuhan didn't even look at him, "It has nothing to do with you."
A trace of displeasure flashed across Xie Mu's face, but thinking of her relationship with the Great Elder, she didn't say anything in the end.
Especially now that he was seriously injured, and the fist-sized blood hole in his abdomen was bleeding gurglingly.
That pretty boy's swordsmanship is indeed excellent. It stands to reason that with his cultivation in the Tongxuan realm, even if his body is damaged, he can recover in a very short time.
However, after being injured by this person's sword skills, there will be residual sword energy in the body, which will continue to destroy the body.
This feeling was not pleasant. This tyrannical sword energy was rushing through the body, and Xie Mu was unable to recover from his injuries in a short period of time.
Yi Qiuhan suddenly raised the oil-paper umbrella in her hand high. It had to be said that the most beautiful woman in the Southern Territory three hundred years ago was indeed stunning, but her eyes were as cold as ice.
But in fact, there is a trace of loneliness hidden in this indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.
A woman's appearance and face are certainly one aspect, but her expression is even more important.
Some women may not have outstanding looks, but the gentle expression between their glance and smile can make people unforgettable.
Ren Piaomiao's sword rain obviously did not cause any substantial damage to Yi Qiuhan.
But just when Ren Miaomiao was about to draw his sword again, three figures suddenly appeared in the corpse city that had been reduced to ruins.
The corpse ancient emperor wearing black gold imperial robes.
Luo Yi was dressed in black and had a sword hanging from his waist.
The female cultivator named Ning Caiyun was picked up by Luo Yi, her eyes closed tightly, and she was obviously in a coma.
After the Corpse Emperor appeared, almost everyone's eyes were on him.
Luo Yi turned his head and glanced at the mess around him, his expression becoming more solemn.
Emperor Zhigu said expressionlessly: "Go to the Imperial City, Black Coffin."
Luo Yi took a deep breath, tapped his toes, and instantly rushed towards the Broken Imperial City.
At the same time, there was a rolling thunder suddenly running across the nine heavens. An elegant middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, a glazed crown on his head, and a white jade belt around his waist came riding on the thunder.
The Corpse Emperor slowly raised his head, his face still expressionless.
Li Jiuhan's pupils narrowed: "It's indeed here."
"Great Elder of Qiankun Cave, why bother."
Makura moved his butt again, beckoning Tie Zhu to sit behind him so that he could lean closer.
Then he raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the figure riding the thunder, and murmured in a low voice: "It's really cool to appear, little uncle, what kind of realm does this guy have? He looks quite young, but this golden clothes, I look a little dizzy.”
Li Jiuhan hesitated for a moment, and finally said two words and told Makura to shut up quickly.
"Complete the Second Mysterious Realm!"
"It is even possible that he has reached the Three Mysteries Realm!"
"The two laws of perfection are so close to me that they are unfathomable!"
Makura quickly covered his mouth. He glanced at the figure secretly and murmured in a low voice: "Senior He, you have a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as a junior like me."
As for what the two people were talking about, they were standing on top of the thunder, quietly looking at the corpse ancient emperor below.
The corpse ancient emperor also looked up at this He Ku.
There was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you about to enter the Three Mysteries?"
"It's just a bigger ant!"
Of all the people present, the only one who dared to say such a thing was probably the Corpse Ancient Emperor.
After all, as long as he wants, he can become the Immortal Emperor at any time.
The Corpse Emperor suddenly raised a hand, and a dharma image suddenly appeared behind him.
It was the previous statue with a severed arm!
He picked up a few spells again. This seemed to be the first time that the Corpse Ancient Emperor had used a certain spell.
Behind him, the statue of the Corpse Ancient Emperor suddenly opened his mouth.
The next moment, the corpses all over the place were swallowed up by the corpse ancient emperor's dharma image!
Faxiang's eyes suddenly turned into a strange black color, and an arm grew on its own from the place where the broken arm was!
But if someone looks carefully, they will find that the growing severed arm is actually made of corpses...
He Ku, who came by thunder, frowned. This was the first time he had seen such a weird magical power.
The Ancient Corpse Emperor took off his black gold imperial robe again, and with a wave of his hand, the imperial robe rose into the sky, and eventually turned into a blanket of night, wrapping the ruined imperial city in it.
And the body of the Corpse Ancient Emperor suddenly turned into ashes.
But after a few breaths, they reunited in the imperial city...
