Chapter 1456 The Breath of the Emperor's Corpse!
In the distance, there were Immortal Shang, Lan Yueya, and more than twenty people in the Dao of Sacrifice realm.
They all stood there in a daze!
Sweating like rain!
Trembling all over!
My eyeballs almost exploded!
Immortal Qiong! Ancestor Qiong! The third level of the Dao-Sacrificing Realm!
He was actually seriously injured by a broken hand and a palm strike?
The severed hand was as smooth as jade, with blood dripping from the wound, and the five fingers were extremely slender and perfect. It was definitely a woman's hand!
can.
With just a broken hand, he could actually severely damage the Immortal Dome with just one palm?
What realm has the real owner of this hand reached?
"Fuck!"
Qiankun Prison Tower exclaimed, and transmitted a voice in great shock: "Yao Chi, if you are so powerful, why didn't you take action before in the Immortal Clan?"
Yao Chi sneered: "It's easy for this emperor to kill a third-level Ji Dao Realm, isn't it?"
"But in the Immortal Clan, do you think there is only one person at the third level of the Dao Sacrifice Realm? Not to mention that there is also the Immortal Sword!"
"Once I am left behind, I will be truly left behind!"
Qiankun Prison Tower was silent for a few seconds, then uttered, "Understood!"
Ye Beichen's heart was also extremely shocked!
How strong is the realm of the Great Emperor?
"You...what are you?"
Immortal Dome’s face was filled with horror, and he couldn’t stop shaking!
Fear completely occupied his mind, and no one knew how terrified he was at that moment!
"Noisy!"
The Emperor's Hand made a sound and instantly appeared in front of the Immortal Dome!
A palm slapped towards his forehead!
The powerful aura and terrifying deterrent force made it impossible for the seriously injured Immortal Dome to resist!
boom!
With a dull sound like a watermelon bursting, Immortal Qiong's head exploded on the spot!
Then, his tendons and veins were broken, and his bones were not yet pulverized, and his body turned into a bloody mist on the spot!
even.
The soul of the Immortal Dome has no right to escape and will be completely annihilated along with the body!
"Ancestor Qiong?"
When Buxiushang and others saw this scene, their pupils shrank wildly with fear and they retreated frantically as if they had seen a ghost!
The Emperor's Hand did not chase after him. With a flash of light, it returned to the 108th floor of the Qiankun Prison Tower!
"Why don't you go quickly? What are you waiting for?"
"When I made my move just now, my aura has been completely exposed. A large number of Dao-Sacrificing Realms will arrive here soon!"
“As for how to deal with it, that is your business! Stop saying that I don’t care about Ye Beichen’s life!” Yao Chi snorted coldly.
No more talking!
The power of the Qiankun Prison Tower exploded, carrying Ye Beichen and the unconscious Immortal Yan, flying towards the Wanyi Valley!
A quarter of an hour later.
Om-!
The void fluctuated, and more than a dozen figures appeared one after another.
Gu Jianchen of the Gu family.
Su Beiyun and Ding Futu from Taicang Temple.
Kunwu Juelong and Kunwu Hui of the Kunwu family!
There is also Pang Yun from the Honghuang Imperial Palace, plus elders in the Ji Dao realm from other forces, a total of more than a dozen people standing in the air!
"Did you feel that breath just now?"
"Nonsense, if we didn't feel it, would we be here?"
"After escaping from Prison No. 7, the Emperor Corpse finally revealed its aura for the first time. We must find the Emperor Corpse and seal it again! Otherwise, our original world will be doomed!"
Several solemn voices sounded one after another.
"Still want to run? Kneel down before me!"
Another cold voice sounded behind him, and more than twenty figures came crashing over like meteorites, raising a cloud of dust!
An old man in a white robe said with a grim expression: "These guys are sneaking around here, they must know what happened here just now!"
"From your appearance, you seem to be from the Immortal Tribe, right? Tell me! What are the Immortal Tribe doing?"
Immortal Sorrow spat out a mouthful of blood.
He knelt on the ground in embarrassment, with cold sweat on his forehead!
He looked at the dozen or so Dao-Ji realm masters in front of him in horror: "Seniors, please have mercy! It's really not us, the Immortal Clan, who are causing trouble. We were just chasing Ye Beichen!"
"Even Patriarch Qiong came out in person, and suddenly a severed hand appeared halfway through. Surprisingly..."
Speaking of it.
Immortal Shang's face was filled with horror: "He actually slapped Old Ancestor Qiong to death with just one slap!"
"what?"
Everyone was shocked.
The old man in white robe said sullenly: "Buxiushang, do you think I am a fool?"
"Immortal Qiong was at the third level of the Dao of Sacrifice, and he was killed by a slap from a severed hand? What a joke!"
"and many more!"
Gu Jianchen growled.
Everyone looked back, only to see Gu Jianchen's face solemn, with a trace of bloodshot in his old eyes: "You just said that your hands have been broken? Did you kill Immortal Qiong with a slap?"
"Senior Gu, yes..."
Immortal Shang nodded in horror.
"Impossible, this guy is lying!"
The crowd shook their heads.
"I think we should just search their souls directly. There are no Immortals here anyway, so no one will know if we kill them!" Su Beiyun sneered.
Gu Jianchen's voice sank: "Everyone, don't forget that we are here to find the emperor's corpse!"
"What if that hand is the emperor's corpse?"
"This……"
Su Beiyun, Ding Futu, Kunwu Juelong, Kunwu Hui and a dozen others who were at the Dao-Sacrificing Realm were all stunned!
Kunwu Juelong was surprised and said, "Brother Gu, the emperor's corpse is a dead thing, how could it be possible to wipe out a third-level Jiedao realm?"
"Yeah! Can a mere piece of corpse have such an effect?" Ding Futu also swallowed his saliva.
The corner of Gu Jianchen's eye twitched: "This is the most terrifying part, if this severed hand is really part of the emperor's corpse!"
"And can one really kill a third-level Dao-Sacrificing Realm cultivator with just one slap?"
The voice just fell.
The whole place fell into dead silence!
The faces of the dozen or so Dao-Ji realm practitioners present suddenly became extremely ugly!
If this is true, it would be terrible!
"Damn it, just search my soul! I want to see if this is true!" The old man in white robe at the beginning couldn't bear it anymore.
He raised his hand in the air and grabbed Immortal Shang's neck!
asphyxia!
Frightened!
Panic!
Various expressions flashed across Buxiushang's face: "No, senior..."
The old man in white robe narrowed his eyes.
A red light shot out from his eyes!
The moment when it is about to sink into the mind of Immortal Shang!
"You dare to attack someone from my Immortal Clan? You're courting death!"
A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard!
The next second, an ancient long sword tore through the void and cut off the hand of the white-robed old man that was holding Immortal Shang's neck with extreme sharpness!
"who?"
The old man in white robe was furious.
It's about to happen!
puff--!
The ancient sword hummed and pierced through the chest of the old man in white robe, nailing him to a towering tree!
Looking down, the old man in white robe was horrified: "Immortal Sword!"
The others in the Dao of Sacrifice realm also exclaimed!
They are so familiar with this sword!
The weapon of the Immortal Emperor, the Immortal Sword!
The sword that pierced the old man in white robe was just a replica. Its power was less than one percent of the real immortal sword, but it was still so terrifying!
brush!
Everyone raised their heads at the same time and looked at the purple space crack.
"Situ Jing, you are the only one in the Situ family who is at the second level of the Dao-Sacrificing Realm. How dare you search the souls of people from the Immortal Clan?"
A figure walked out from the space crack!
