I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

The cultivators here apparently did not expect that a holy son of the Corpse Refining Sect would be qualified to control the ancient corpses in the Nirvana Realm. It is not known whether it is because of the strong background of the Corpse Refining Sect, or because this holy son of the Corpse Refining Sect is especially cared for and favored.

At the same time, I was very curious about how Qin Feng would respond.

"Chong!"

But when Qin Feng saw this, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations. He directly pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, and the clanging sword sounded, and at the same time, there was an astonishing surge of sword energy.

When he faced the Eighth Elder of the Corpse Refining Sect, he had already tried his own body, and he had no interest in trying it again at this time.

Get it done quickly and save time.

"Desolate Meteor Severing God Slash!"

Qin Feng shouted coldly, and the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light and amazing sword energy. Mysterious and complicated inscriptions surrounded the hilt in a ring shape.

The monstrous sword intent, centered on him, spread out, extremely terrifying.

"Shh!"

Qin Feng slashed out with a sword, and the sword light, hundreds of feet long, came out from the sword, mixed with countless mysterious and complicated inscriptions, and headed towards the ancient corpse that struck.

The astonishing sword intent carried by this sword light made the monks who looked at each other from a distance feel the pain of being cut on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of feet long sword glow collided with the Nirvana Realm ancient corpse that struck.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Pfft!"

This terrifying sword light was like destroying the dead, directly beheading the ancient corpse that struck in front of him, smashing it to pieces, and splattering the smelly blood everywhere.

In his eyes, the light like a will-o'-the-wisp dimmed instantly, and then fell heavily from the sky to the ground, stirring up waves of dust.

The world was silent for a moment.

All the monks here are dumbfounded.

The same is true of the old emperor and other strong men including the Gugan Holy Dynasty.

They obviously did not expect that such a powerful ancient corpse would be beheaded by Qin Feng with a single sword, without any resistance at all.

"This Qin Feng...is actually so strong!"

"The combat power of the ancient corpse should be comparable to that of a strong man in the ninth level of the Martial Realm, right? Could it be that he is already at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Realm, or half-step Nirvana?"

"If this is the case, then the speed at which his cultivation base is improving is a bit too scary!"

"The speed at which his cultivation base has improved before, isn't he always pretty evil? It's just that there are too many evil geniuses who were born recently, and he is gradually forgotten."

"..."

All of a sudden, various voices of exclamation sounded one after another.

Everyone was extremely shocked in their hearts, and there was an unbelievable look in their eyes.

They wanted to see how Qin Feng dealt with such a powerful ancient corpse.

Didn't expect it to be so clean.

As for Gugan Shengchao, the old emperor, and the others, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were all extremely fortunate in their hearts.

Fortunately, I was cowardly just now.

Otherwise, they would be the ones who were cut in half by a single sword.

"you you…"

The hope in the eyes of the second deacon of Corpse Refining Sect turned to despair in an instant, and he pointed at Qin Feng, speechless in shock.

He originally thought that Qin Feng was relying on the luck of the dynasty to kill the Eighth Elder, but he didn't expect that Qin Feng's own strength would be so terrifying.

"It seems that the ancient corpse of your holy son is nothing more than that."

Qin Feng turned around, glanced at the second deacon of Corpse Refining Sect, and said calmly.

After all, he swept out with a sword again.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the second deacon of Corpse Refining Sect and his disciples were all wiped out, and the scattered corpses fell to the ground one after another.

The world returned to silence again, only gusts of cold wind blew past, allowing the smell of blood to spread.

"It's time to go." Qin Feng murmured.

He was planning to go to the lair of the holy son of the Corpse Refining Sect.

But now the corpses controlled by the other party have been killed by him, and he must be able to sense it immediately. It is estimated that they must have run away by this time.

If he goes again, it will be a waste of time.

"Shh!"

Qin Feng took a step forward, returned to the ancient ship, and then continued sailing in the direction of the Nine Profound Realm.

The group of monks who stayed here looked at Qin Feng's leaving back with complicated expressions.

……

In a small domain next to the Blackwood domain.

In a mountain range, there is an ancient building complex, which is not very conspicuous in the middle of a large area of ​​towering old trees.

But if you get close, you can find that in this ancient building complex, all the daily patrols are ancient corpses.

In the main hall of this ancient building, sitting on the main seat was a young man with an extremely pale complexion, without a trace of blood, who looked like a zombie, wearing luxurious clothes.

He is the holy son of the Corpse Refining Sect in this life.

An old servant beside him stood there respectfully. The old servant was so old that he looked as if he had just crawled out of the tomb.

On the other side, there is a woman who is all over the country and the city, extremely beautiful, and at the same time exuding a kind of noble temperament.

Gu Miaotong, the third princess of Zhongzhou Gugan Sacred Dynasty!

"Is this your lair?"

Not long after Gu Miaotong sat down, after looking around at the scene, she smiled lightly and said, "It's really a secret!"

"Hehe... That's natural, otherwise, it's impossible to find so many people from the ancient holy land family." The holy son of Corpse Refining Sect sneered.

"You invited me over, so you're not afraid that I'll tell Grandpa Huang and them the address here?" Gu Miaotong asked jokingly.

She was not familiar with the Holy Son of Corpse Refining Sect before, but only had a few acquaintances.

I was suddenly invited here today, and I was very surprised.

"You won't." The Son of Corpse Refining Sect said in a leisurely manner.

"Why?" Gu Miaotong frowned slightly, wondering why the other party was so confident.

When she was invited, the ancient warship of the Gugan royal family stopped in a manor less than three hundred miles away.

It was the place where an old friend of the old emperor of the Gugan Dynasty lived in seclusion.

With just one thought from her, the old emperor on the ancient warship, or the accompanying strong men, can arrive here in a very short time.

"Because I can help you avenge." The Son of Corpse Refining Sect said confidently.

"hatred?"

Gu Miaotong laughed when she heard the words, and said: "I am the third princess of Gugan Shengchao. Is there any grudge that I can't avenge myself, and I still need your help?"

"Your brother's murder, are you sure you can avenge it?" said the ancient holy son of Corpse Refining Sect.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Miaotong's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of anger and chill.

In the previous nine sons' conquest, her younger brother failed and was framed to death by the present crown prince.

She will never be able to avenge this revenge.

Because the crown prince who murdered her younger brother will be the future emperor of the Gugan dynasty.

It's good for her to save her own life.