Chapter 1411

Behind him, space cracked, revealing his inner world.

Inside his inner world, it was gloomy and terrifying, with ghost energy soaring to the sky, just like hell.

And at this moment...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

From his inner world, three blood coffins flew out directly and stopped behind him.

"Duan Qianqiu, this old man has refined thousands of corpse puppets in this life, and these are the three strongest ones! Since these three great corpse puppets were refined, they have never fought an enemy together. Duan Qianqiu! Today I want to see just how strong you, the number one sword cultivator of the Tianyuan Realm, really are!"

After speaking, the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor formed seals with his hands.

Bang!

The lid of the first blood coffin flew up, and a figure slowly floated out from it.

"Hm? This is..." In the distance, Qin Wuqiong looked at the corpse puppet flying out of the blood coffin and was slightly stunned.

A moment later, he exclaimed: "This is... Wan Tianfeng of the Eastern Region!"

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor grinned hideously: "That's right! During the battle when the Eastern Region was destroyed, I was hiding in the shadows! This human immortal Wan Tianfeng died at the hands of the Upper Three Tribulations; at that time, you were too busy to care about anything else, so I took his corpse away and refined it into a corpse puppet!"

In the distance, the faces of both Qin Wuqiong and Duan Qianqiu were extremely ugly.

This Wan Tianfeng could be considered their former comrade-in-arms.

He died fighting the Upper Three Tribulations, and to think that after his death, his corpse was refined into a corpse puppet by a villain who defected to the Tianming Realm.

"Beast, you deserve to die!" Duan Qianqiu roared and slashed with his sword.

However...

Clang!

Duan Qianqiu's sword was blocked by the corpse puppet Wan Tianfeng.

"This..." Duan Qianqiu was stunned for a moment.

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor laughed deviously: "Duan Qianqiu, don't underestimate me! Although my corpse puppets cannot fully recover their strength from when they were alive, recovering sixty or seventy percent is no problem! You are strong, but if you don't bring out your real skills, you won't be able to defeat him!"

Duan Qianqiu snorted coldly and backhanded another sword strike.

Hum!

In an instant, the surrounding space changed, turning into a world of swords, attempting to isolate Wan Tianfeng.

But...

Clang!

The next instant, his sword world shattered directly.

"Hm?" Duan Qianqiu looked up at the Mount Jianhuang Sect Master.

Sure enough, he saw the opponent pointing his sword at him, with seven sword shadows behind him shining brilliantly.

It was him, using his sword path to obstruct the formation of his sword world.

Boom!

And at this moment, the corpse puppet Wan Tianfeng pounced toward Duan Qianqiu again.

He could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge, and for a time, he was actually suppressed.

On the other side, Qin Wuqiong roared: "You despicable and shameless villain, have the guts to fight me head-on!"

Boom!

As he spoke, the aura on his body exploded again, and he killed toward the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor.

That immortal energy was so fierce that it overshadowed everyone on the field.

"Qin Wuqiong, your opponent is here!"

And at this moment, the Demonic Monk suddenly struck, blocking Qin Wuqiong's path and imprinting a palm strike.

"Get lost!" Qin Wuqiong roared, the Boundless Divine Art added to his body.

Boom!

A punch was thrown, hitting the Demonic Monk's Dharma form squarely.

Bang!

In just an instant, the Demonic Monk's Dharma form was more than half destroyed.

"What? Such strong force!" The Demonic Monk was shocked to see this.

And at this moment, the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor frowned: "The Boundless Divine Art, it truly deserves the title of the number one immortal energy in the Tianyuan Realm! In a head-on clash, ordinary people really can't handle it! So, I have prepared an opponent for you too!"

As he spoke, he formed seals again and then struck the second blood coffin.

Bang!

The blood coffin flew up, and a massive figure emerged.

And at this moment, Qin Wuqiong had already killed his way to the Corpse Soul Sect Leader and smashed down with a punch.

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor saw this but did not dodge or evade; instead, a smile hung on his lips.

Qin Wuqiong was stunned to see this, but suddenly felt it go dark in front of him.

Boom!

The next instant, he threw a punch, but immediately felt his arm go numb, and he retreated two steps.

"This is..."

Only then did he look up and discover the anomaly.

Before his eyes was the figure of a tall and sturdy demon powerhouse.

"Nanling Demon Immortal? You actually... even this guy's corpse..." Qin Wuqiong's expression changed.

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor laughed evilly: "That's right, this is the only human immortal of the demon race with innate quasi-divine beast bloodline since the ancient times! How could I easily let his corpse go? Qin Wuqiong, aren't you the strongest in immortal energy, invincible in head-on clashes? If you have the guts, come and clash head-on with a quasi-divine beast!"

As he spoke, he formed seals again, and the Nanling Demon Immortal pounced toward Qin Wuqiong.

Qin Wuqiong snorted, and the Boundless Divine Art was activated again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One man and one puppet clashed three times, and for a while, they were evenly matched.

The Demonic Monk turned his head, glanced at the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor, and could not help but feel a churn in his heart.

"No wonder the guys from the Corpse Soul Sect are always disliked; if I were to fall in this battle, I'm afraid I would become his corpse puppet too?" he thought to himself.

While the great battle was raging here, inside the secret realm of Bianbei City, it was a different scene.

Hum!

A ray of spiritual light soared to the sky, and a Bianbei City disciple, holding an incredibly ugly bow in his hand, had an excited look on his face.

"Completely refined, I have finally completely refined it!" he shouted with extreme excitement.

Afterward, he turned to Luo Tian, bowed, and said: "Thank you, Young Master; if not for your help, even if you gave me another few thousand years, it would have been impossible to refine it completely!"

And opposite him was the exhausted-looking Luo Tian.

For these past days, Luo Tian had been helping this group of carefully selected elites from Bianbei City refine Creation Immortal Artifacts.

Only now did Luo Tian realize that helping others refine Creation Immortal Artifacts was much harder than refining them himself.

The most critical thing was that the pressure of these Creation Immortal Artifacts was too heavy; once brought into the Time-Space Temple, they would suppress the Time-Space Temple and affect the flow of time.

In other words, if one wanted to refine these things, it could only be done outside the Time-Space Temple.

Because of this, time was too tight.

So for these dozens of days, Luo Tian had almost not closed his eyes.

He had never felt so tired before!

But fortunately, the task was finally completed today, and he figured he could get some good rest!

"I have decided, this time, I am going to sleep for three days straight! No one is allowed to disturb me!" Luo Tian secretly vowed in his heart.

But just at this moment...

"Young Master, big trouble! The Tianming Realm... the Tianming Realm is about to descend!" A young man came galloping from afar, shouting as he ran.

"Huh?" Luo Tian was stunned.

He saw him turn his head slowly, sporting two huge dark circles under his eyes and a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring blankly at the other person.

"The Tianming Realm... has descended?" The corners of his mouth were twitching, and his expression looked like a ghost.

Whoosh!

The young man who came to report was so scared he trembled all over, but still nodded: "Yes..."

As he spoke, he gave a rough account of what had happened outside Bianbei City.

After listening, Luo Tian's expression became increasingly twisted.

"Not early, not late, but it has to come at this time... Tianming Realm, you... deserve to die!" Luo Tian roared with a ferocious face.