Chapter 1826 The Princess of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom

The void twisted slightly, 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, his eyes were empty, and he was completely blind to Song Yan standing in front of him.

Just now, Song Yan pulled Feng Deqiu into the spiritual world created by the "illusion" of his soul's magical power. He killed Feng Deqiu in it, which was equivalent to erasing his will. Now his body and soul They are all there, but they have become an empty shell without thoughts.

He raised his hand and pointed a finger.

A puppet magical power penetrated Feng Deqiu's eyebrows, and in an instant, the other party was enslaved by him.

Unfortunately, the other party has lost his mind and can only be used as a puppet now.

After casually taking Feng Deqiu into the temple, Song Yan stepped directly into the void and disappeared.

The other two Thirteenth Level Ancestral Immortals who suppressed the Purple Dragon Territory were named Yu Wencheng and Zuoqiu Qinglian. Yu Wencheng came from the Yuwen family in the Tongtian Immortal Territory and was the eldest brother of the current head of the family.

Zuoqiu Qinglian came from the Heavenly Fox Holy Sect in the Divine Fish Immortal Domain, and was one of the Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Fox Holy Sect.

These three people can be said to be the biggest obstacle to him sending troops to the Purple Dragon Territory. After all, if the thirteenth level of Ancestral Immortal goes crazy, he can destroy a million legions by himself without even taking a breath.

Therefore, they must be cut off in advance.

Feng Deqiu has no ambitions, but Yu Wencheng is extremely belligerent.

When Song Yan arrived at Yu Wencheng's place, he found that he was fighting with more than a dozen ancestors. The weakest of these dozen ancestors were all seventh-level ancestors, and the strongest one reached the twelfth level. Heavy.

But when they joined forces, they couldn't help Yu Wencheng, and instead he gained the upper hand.

In terms of strength, Feng Deqiu was far behind him.

"Mr. Yuwen is indeed very capable!"

Song Yan walked out of the void, ignored the formation restrictions, and stepped directly into the martial arts field.

Everyone stopped and stared at Song Yan.

"It's actually you!"

Yu Wencheng said with some surprise after seeing Song Yan's appearance clearly.

"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 quite interesting, but it's a pity that you persuaded the wrong person!"

"Since Mr. Yuwen is unwilling to surrender, then I have no choice but to offend him!"

As he spoke, Song Yan had a divine sword in his hand.

This Yu Wencheng's strength is directly on par with the fourteenth level of the ancestor immortal. He doesn't dare to be careless. He has to show some real skills to defeat him.

"What a sword! What a pity, what a pity!"

As he spoke, Yu Wencheng waved the two swords in his hands and slashed at Song Yan.

Song Yan waved his sword to resist.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The void shook, and with dozens of violent collisions, missiles shot out from both sides at the same time.

Yu Wencheng looked deeply at Song Yan, his face became particularly solemn: "A hundred years ago, you were just a Xuanxian, but a hundred years later, you have reached the tenth level of the Ancestral Immortal. This kind of cultivation speed is probably unparalleled by all the major forces. It’s hard for top geniuses to be as good as you. Since you have such a good talent, why don’t you practice hard to become a god, but just jump out and cause trouble?”

Speaking of this, Yu Wencheng's eyes showed a trace of regret, but immediately, his eyes were replaced by murderous intent: "If a peerless genius like you is not destroyed in time, he will definitely break the situation in the fairy world in the future, so today, I have to Kill you!"

"Mr. Yuwen is quite confident!"

Song Yan smiled and pointed at the sky with his sword!

"Come again!"

With a soft drink, the Ancestral Avenue suddenly appeared behind Yu Wencheng. His Avenue was two giant swords intertwined.

"boom!"

With invincible momentum, Yu Wencheng charged at Song Yan again with the power of the avenue.

Compared with before, Yu Wencheng is now more than ten times stronger, completely comparable to the 14th level of Ancestor Immortal.

"Haha! Well done!"

Song Yan laughed. In the past hundred years, in addition to practicing, he also entered the temple many times to learn the two attack methods of "Sword Breaking Technique" and "Opening Sky Axe".

His soul has undergone six transformations, and his talent is terrifyingly powerful. He has fully comprehended both the "Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique" and the "Opening Sky Ax", but he is not strong enough to unleash their true power.

Even so, it was enough for him to kill the enemy beyond his level.

Facing Yu Wencheng, Song Yan used the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique.

The sword is like a god, invincible.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two people continued to fight in the void. After several times, the formations and restrictions covering the martial arts field shattered, and the dozen or so ancestors were also forced back by the momentum of the two.

Fifty moves later, the two figures appeared in the void.

Song Yan was safe and sound, but Yu Wencheng had a bloodstain between his eyebrows.

"You... are very good!"

After saying something to Song Yan, Yu Wencheng's body suddenly collapsed like a mirror image and completely dissipated in this world. In the fight just now, he burned his immortal soul. Even so, he was still unbeatable. The power of Song Yan's Divine Sword and the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique eventually consumed all the power of his soul and body, and he died without even a scum left.

Seeing this scene, the more than ten ancestors and immortals all looked stupid.

Then he ran away quickly in all directions.

"Keep them all!"

Song Yan said something softly, and then, all the dozen or so escaping ancestors stopped in place. Song Yan stepped forward and injected the puppet magical powers into their bodies.

After six transformations, his soul was so powerful that even the fifteenth-level ancestors could hardly match it. It would not be easy to enslave them.

Throwing these ancestral immortals who were 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 an ancestor and interrogated him, and found that Zuoqiu Qinglian had left a quarter of an hour ago.

A quarter of an hour ago, it was the time when Song Yan went to deal with Feng Deqiu.

It is said that the Holy Sky Fox Sect is proficient in the magic of heaven and has the ability to predict the unknown. Could it be that Zuoqiu Qinglian figured out that I was going to deal with him, so he ran away in advance?

Divine magic?

Song Yan couldn't help but think of the old man Tianji Shensuan.

Is there some connection between the two?

On a certain small mountain peak in the Purple Dragon Fairyland, a middle-aged man in green prostrated himself on the ground and said to a beautiful woman with her back to him: "My subordinate, Zuoqiu Qinglian, is here to see Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Next to the beautiful woman stood a sloppy old man holding a broken flag. If Song Yan were here, he would definitely recognize that this old man was the divine fortune teller he just thought of.

"Get up!"

A cold voice came, and Zuoqiu Qinglian stood up, but he still did not straighten up to maintain enough respect for the princess in his mouth.

The next moment, the woman turned around, revealing the appearance of Murong Hongdou, but compared with the world of Xianxia, ​​her expression was particularly cold. She stared at Zuoqiu Qinglian coldly: "I want to rebuild the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, Zuoqiu Qinglian , are you willing to return to the service of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom?"

"Princess!"

Zuoqiu Qinglian smiled bitterly: "The Great Qin Immortal Kingdom has been destroyed for two million years. It is not easy to rebuild!"

"What? Aren't you willing to return to the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom?"

Murong Hongdou's eyes became a little colder.

Zuoqiu Qinglian sighed: "Princess, it's not that I don't want to, but it's simply impossible. Those sleeping people are too strong, and we have no possibility of rebuilding the fairy kingdom!"