[Chapter 1833: The Princess of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom]
The void was slightly distorted, and tens of thousands of Song Yan suddenly disappeared. Even the dead Feng Deqiu stood there intact. However, at this moment, his expression was dull and his eyes were empty, and he completely turned a blind eye to Song Yan who was standing in front of him.
Just now, Song Yan pulled Feng Deqiu into the spiritual world created by his soul supernatural power “illusion”. He killed Feng Deqiu in it, which was equivalent to erasing his will. Now his body and soul are All are there, but it has become an empty shell without thought.
Raise your hand and point out a finger.
A puppet magical power penetrated into the heart of Qiu Mei, and in an instant, the other party was enslaved by him.
Unfortunately, the other party has no thoughts, and can only be used as a puppet now.
He casually collected Feng Deqiu into the temple, and Song Yan stepped directly into the void and disappeared.
The other two ancestral immortals who suppressed Zilongyu were called Yuwencheng and Zuoqiu Qinglian. Yuwencheng came from the Yuwen aristocratic family in Tongtian Immortal Territory and was the eldest brother of the contemporary patriarch.
Zuoqiu Qinglian came from the Heavenly Fox Sect of the God Fish Immortal Domain, and was one of the Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Fox Sect.
These three people can be said to be the biggest obstacle for him to send troops to the Purple Dragon Region. After all, if Zu Xian goes mad at the thirteenth time, he can destroy a million legion by one person without breathing.
Therefore, they must be cut off in advance.
Feng Qiuqiu has no ambitions, but Yuwencheng is extremely belligerent.
When Song Yan arrived at Yu Wencheng’s place, he found that he was fighting with more than ten ancestral immortals. Heavy.
But they joined forces, but they couldn’t help Yu Wencheng, but he had the upper hand.
In terms of strength, Feng Deqiu was far worse than him.
“Mr. Yuwen is really strong!”
Song Yan walked out of the void, ignoring the restrictions of the formation, and stepped directly into the martial arts arena.
Everyone stopped and looked at Song Yan.
“It’s actually you!”
After Yu Wencheng saw Song Yan’s face clearly, he was a little surprised.
“Mr. Yuwen, I’m here to persuade you to surrender, what do you think?” Song Yan said with a smile.
Yu Wencheng said disapprovingly: “You little thief is interesting, but unfortunately, you persuaded the wrong person!”
“Since Mr. Yuwen is unwilling to surrender, then I can only offend!”
While speaking, Song Yan had an extra sword in his hand.
This Yu Wencheng’s strength is directly chasing the 14th level of Ancestral Immortal, he dare not be careless, he has to show some real skills to win him.
“Good sword! What a pity, what a pity!”
While speaking, Yu Wencheng waved the double swords in his hand and slashed towards Song Yan.
Song Yan swung his sword to resist.
“Dangdangdang!”
The void vibrated, and with dozens of violent collisions, the two sides flew out at the same time.
Yu Wencheng looked at Song Yan deeply, and his face became extraordinarily solemn: “A hundred years ago, you were only a Xuanxian, but a hundred years later, you have reached the tenth level of Ancestral Immortal. This kind of cultivation speed is probably the result of the major forces. It’s hard for top geniuses to match you, since you have such a good talent, why don’t you practice hard to become a god, but you have to jump out to make wind and rain?”
Speaking of this, Yu Wencheng’s eyes showed a hint of regret, but immediately, his eyes were replaced by murderous intent: “If a peerless genius like you is not destroyed in time, you will definitely be able to break the fairyland situation in the future, so today, I have to kill you!”
“Mr. Yuwen is confident!”
Song Yan smiled and pointed at the sky with his sword!
“Come again!”
With a light drink, Yu Wencheng suddenly appeared behind the Ancestral Immortal Avenue. His avenue was two giant swords crossed together.
“boom!”
With invincible momentum, Yu Wencheng attacked Song Yan again with the power of the avenue.
Compared with before, the current Yuwencheng is more than ten times stronger, completely comparable to the fourteenth level of Ancestral Immortal.
“Haha! Good time!”
Song Yan laughed loudly. In the past 100 years, in addition to cultivating, he has also entered the temple many times to learn the two attack methods of “Breaking the Heaven Sword Art” and “Opening the Heaven Axe”.
The soul has undergone six transformations, and his talent is terrifyingly powerful. He has understood both “Breaking the Heaven Sword Art” and “Opening the Heaven Axe”, but he is not strong enough to express their true power.
Even so, it was enough for him to kill the enemy by leaps and bounds.
Facing Yu Wencheng, Song Yan displayed the Heaven-breaking Sword Art.
The sword is like a god, unmatched.
“Boom! Boom!”
The two constantly clashed in the void. After several times, the formation and prohibition that enveloped the martial arts field shattered, and the dozen or so ancestral immortals were also forced back by the momentum of the two.
Fifty strokes, the figures of the two appeared in the void.
Song Yan was safe and sound, but Yu Wencheng had a bloodstain on his forehead.
“You…you’re fine!”
Speaking to Song Yan, Yu Wencheng’s body suddenly collapsed like a mirror image, completely dissipating in this world. In the battle just now, he burned his fairy soul, even so, he was no match for it. The power of Song Yan’s Divine Sword and the Heaven-shattering Sword Art finally exhausted the power of his soul and the power of his body, and he died to the point where not even the scum was left.
Seeing this scene, the dozen or so ancestral immortals were all demented.
Immediately, he fled in all directions.
“Let’s all stay!”
Song Yan said a few words softly, and then, more than ten ancestral immortals who fled unexpectedly all stopped in place, Song Yan stepped forward and penetrated into their bodies.
After six transformations, his soul is terrifyingly powerful, even the 15th level of the Ancestral Immortals is difficult to reach, and it is not too easy to enslave them.
Throwing these ancestral immortals enslaved by him into the temple, Song Yan went straight to Zuoqiu Qinglian.
“Hey, there’s no one there?”
When Song Yan arrived at Zuoqiu Qinglian’s place, he found that the other party was not there.
So, he captured the next Ancestral Immortal and asked him, and found that Zuoqiu Qinglian had left a quarter of an hour ago.
A quarter of an hour ago, Song Yan was going to deal with Feng Deqiu.
It is said that the Heavenly Fox Sect is proficient in divine magic and has the ability to predict the future. Could it be that Zuoqiu Qinglian figured out that I was going to deal with him, so he ran away in advance?
celestial magic?
Song Yan couldn’t help but think of that old man.
Will there be some connection between the two?
On a small mountain in the Purple Dragon Immortal Territory, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi fell to the ground and said to a beautiful woman with his back turned to him: “My subordinate Zuoqiu Qinglian sees Her Royal Highness the Princess!”
Standing beside the beautiful woman was a sloppy old man holding a broken flag. If Song Yan was here, he would definitely recognize that this old man was the divine plan he had just thought of.
“Get up!”
The cold voice came, Zuoqiu Qinglian stood up, but he still did not straighten his body to maintain enough respect for the princess he said.
The next moment, the woman turned around and revealed the appearance of Murong Hongdou, but compared to the world of Xianxia, her expression was particularly cold, she stared at Zuoqiu Qinglian coldly: “This palace wants to rebuild Daqin Xianguo, Zuoqiu Qinglian. , are you willing to return to Daqin Xianguo?”
“Princess!”
Zuoqiu Qinglian smiled bitterly: “The Great Qin Immortal Kingdom has been destroyed for two million years, and it is easier said than done to rebuild it!”
“What? Are you unwilling to return to the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom?”
Murong Hongdou’s eyes turned cold again.
Zuoqiu Qinglian sighed: “Princess, it’s not that your subordinates don’t want it, but it’s simply impossible. Those sleeping people are too strong, and we have no chance of rebuilding the fairyland at all!”
