Without warning, a voice echoed through the hall.

The appearance of that voice made many immortal cultivators in the main hall tremble, and they all looked at the position of the central altar, and the expressions on their faces suddenly changed drastically.

Yun Xiaoman!

At this time, Yun Xiaoman actually woke up, the voice was not very old, like a little girl, and some immortal cultivators in the field knew very well whose voice it was.

No one expected that at the moment when he was about to kill Mo Wen, Yun Xiaoman actually woke up.

I saw a girl in a long white dress walking out of the white light of the altar, with big eyes and a small and delicate face, looking young on the surface, like a girl next door. The only difference from the girl next door is that she has a majesty on her body, an indescribable, but awe-inspiring majesty.

"Yun Xiaoman!"

A flash of joy flashed in Gu Jingman's eyes, this girl finally woke up! She was thinking about whether to fight to break the net and release the red lotus karma fire.

"Kill Mo Wen first, we still have a chance!"

Jian Qiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, at this time, Yun Xiaoman's awakening was obviously a very unfavorable thing. However, if Mo Wen can be killed in one fell swoop in a short period of time and not given him a chance to join Yun Xiaoman, then the ending will not change much.

Because, whether it was Mo Wen or Yun Xiaoman, it was impossible to block the attacks of so many people.

"Kill Mo Wen!"

"Kill him, there will be one Yun Xiaoman left, and it will be easy to deal with her."

"That's right! As soon as Mo Wen died, they were gone. ”

……

Those immortal cultivators came back to their senses one after another, and the attack in their hands was a little more ruthless, and they wanted to kill Mo Wen in an instant.

As long as Mo Wen dies, what can Yun Xiaoman do even if he wakes up, there are so many of them, even the heirs of Tiankun Niangniang appear here, can't they deal with a little girl?

For a while, a large number of attacks enveloped Mo Wen, and half of the light on the surface of Taihao's thunder soul was swallowed up in an instant. The most terrifying thing is that Taihao Thunder Soul can't even dodge, so he can only withstand the attacks of these immortal cultivators head-on. The danger brought to Mo Wen by the long-awaited departure was much greater than that of Jian Qiudu.

Rumble!

Jian Qiu's Sword Ancestor Sword Intent cut through the surface defense of Taihao Thunder Soul and slammed into it fiercely.

"You shameless people!"

Yun Xiaoman's face turned pale with anger, his big eyes were angry, the color of heaven and earth changed, and a terrifying majesty appeared in the main hall.

I saw that behind her, a huge phantom appeared, the phantom snake-tailed human body, exactly the same as the statue in the ancient tomb cemetery, the idol phantom exuded endless majesty, and the time and space in the hall seemed to freeze in an instant.

In the main hall, mysterious powers continued to converge, frantically converging towards Yun Xiaoman, in the small hall, the wind and clouds surged, and the huge jade light divine hand appeared in mid-air, and Yun Xiaoman slapped down fiercely with a small hand.

The jade light divine hand in mid-air instantly roared all the immortal cultivators, blasting all the attacks of those immortal cultivators away, even if Jian Qiu's sword ancestor sword intent was knocked out by that divine hand light. The space in the main hall shook slightly, and all of them were blocked.

Mo asked's Taihao Thunder Soul was guarded in the middle by the Treasure Light Divine Hand.

"What a terrifying force."

Jian Qiu was shocked by an astonishing dark force and took a step back slightly, looking at Yun Xiaoman with a shocked face, the power of the hand just now was simply terrifying. When did this candidate for the Moon Maiden of the Wu Clan become so powerful.

The surrounding immortal cultivators were all shocked and fell back, looking at Yun Xiaoman in disbelief one by one.

One person's strength can actually be so strong, I'm afraid that the immortal cultivators of the Divine Void Realm are nothing more than that!

His pupils shrank for a while, and he looked at the idol phantom behind Yun Xiaoman with an extremely solemn face.

"That's the ancestor of the primeval witch clan!"

Su Li gasped, could it be that Yun Xiaoman had obtained the inheritance of the charm? That can't be!

The charm is a legendary figure in the primeval period, and his cultivation has been earth-shattering, and he is now incomprehensible. At that time, the Charm was one of the ancestors of the primeval witches, the source of all the primeval witches, and the present witches.

It was almost impossible for Yun Xiaoman to obtain the inheritance of the Charm, because the inheritance of the Charm had been lost as early as the primeval period.

"What she got was not the charm inheritance of the primeval witch clan, but the inheritance of the mausoleum owner." Jian Qiu looked at Yun Xiaoman coldly.

"Mausoleum Master!"

The surrounding immortal cultivators all reacted one by one, isn't the owner of the mausoleum the owner of Wanbei Mountain, the peerless corpse god?

Just now, Yun Xiaoman was really accepting the inheritance of the peerless corpse god!

Many immortal cultivators looked at Yun Xiaoman's eyes with envy, the inheritance of the peerless corpse god, that is the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, something that many people cannot get in their lifetime. Moreover, this peerless corpse god buried in Wanbei Mountain is not an ordinary corpse god, it is said that he was a quite terrifying existence in the primeval period, far surpassing ordinary heavenly saints.

"Legend has it that the peerless corpse god buried here is an ancient witch clan, and his cultivation is the remnants of the primeval witchcraft left by the ghost. Yun Xiaoman has obtained the inheritance of the peerless corpse god, and it is estimated that it has a lot to do with the cultivation method of the ghost, and it is not a very strange thing to inspire the ghost phantom. ”

Jian Qiu said slowly, he still knows a lot about the legend of Wanbei Mountain, the peerless corpse god buried here is a believer of the ghost, worships her as a god, and has practiced a lot of cultivation methods created by the ghost in his life. At that time, although the orthodox inheritance of the Charm had been lost, there were many fragments of cultivation methods left, and many immortal cultivators of the Ancient Wu Clan had cultivated.

"Break it for me!"

Yun Xiaoman's eyes were round with anger, and the jade hand stretched out, and then shook it fiercely.

Rumble!

A terrifying power emanated from the phantom of the idol, and that power slammed into the seven-colored light that enveloped Mo Wen's soul.

Su Li picked her eyes, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and a large number of seven-colored lights burst out from her, colliding with the terrifying power on Yun Xiaoman's body.

She also wanted to fight with this little girl, and she wanted to know whether it was the strength of the charm of the charm or his supreme spiritual eye.

Thundered!

There was a loud sound that shook the mountains, and the Treasure Light Divine Hand that shrouded the sky above the main hall collapsed and dissipated, turning into a little white light.

At the same time, the incomparably brilliant seven-colored light also collapsed little by little, and finally disappeared completely.

Mo Wen's Taihao Thunder Soul flashed, and after getting rid of the seven-colored light, he passed a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant and returned to his body.

The next moment, the huge Celestial Battle Body released a thousand rays of light, and the momentum was terrifying in an instant.

With the return of the soul comparable to the Divine Void Realm, Mo Wen's strength has undoubtedly increased a lot.

(To be continued.) )