Overriding the Heaven

This guy is seeking his own destruction! "    

Xu Muran's face revealed an excited expression.    

At this moment, he wished for nothing more than to put his hands on his hips and laugh maniacally.    

The Gates of Hell was able to stop the rolling corpse tide. In Xu Muran's eyes, this was a secret technique used to burn one's life force.    

Since this was at the cost of consuming his life, he naturally wouldn't be able to use it for too long.    

And Chu Yan's performance at the moment, perfectly verified Xu Muran's guess, and made him believe even more in his own judgement.    

"This is the best opportunity to kill Chu Yan and his henchmen!"    

Xu Muran raised his head and looked into the distance with all his might.    

It had to be said that the might of Chu Yan's Gates of Hell was indeed to the extent of making one tremble with fear.    

A third of the corpse tide s that rushed down from the Immortal Seeking Staircase were actually swallowed by the Gates of Hell.    

At this point of time, Xu Muran could already see the unimpeded path to the Immortal Seeking Staircase.    

Xu Muran saw it, and so did the other cultivators.    

Their gazes changed between the corpse tide and the Gates of Hell.    

"After killing Chu Yan, the remaining zombies are nothing in front of us cultivators!" Xu Muran laughed coldly, and shouted loudly.    

Someone in the crowd immediately responded.    

Although Chu Yan's strength was extraordinary and the corpse tide was also very dangerous, in the face of a huge reward and Immortal karma, there was no problem at all!    

More importantly, even cultivators reacted well.    

The moment someone charged forward and wanted to take the lead, the cultivators who were originally hesitating and watching immediately followed.    

They were all fighting one another, afraid that someone would steal their Immortal karma. In the end, they couldn't even finish a mouthful of the soup.    

"These bastards!" Seeing this, Lin Miaoran gritted her teeth and cursed.    

Amongst the fallen players, she still had a bit of combat strength left.    

Aside from them, there was also the black-clothed golem.    

However, just with these two alone, it was impossible to stop these thousands of cultivators.    

And at this time, Chu Yan had no time to bother with him.    

At this moment, even if Chu Yan was slightly able to relax his control over the Gates of Hell, the people behind him would all face a calamity of destruction.    

"Chu Yan, you are really done for this time!" Xu Muran jumped into the crowd.    

He was very cunning.    

Although they felt that Chu Yan was unable to be distracted at the moment, and thus, Lin Miaoran and the rest were not able to pose any threat.    

But Xu Muran was unwilling to be at the front.    

What if there was a chance?    

That was what he was worried about.    

As for falling behind others, and climbing up the Immortal Ranking, Xu Muran wasn't afraid of anything.    

It's something that the Purple Hair Sect has set their eyes on, it's not your turn to get involved!    

You were able to be used by me, it's all because of the ancestral tombs burning incense.    

The cultivators that were charging over got closer and closer.    

Although a portion of the spirit beasts had been killed by the handsome man and Chu Yan in the chaos earlier, the truth was that the number of cultivators, compared to the total number of spirit beasts, was not even a tenth.    

As for Lin Miaoran and the others, while they were trapped in the corpse tide and fighting with all their might, these cultivators were watching from the sidelines, recuperating and gathering their strength.    

As a result, their current state was almost unaffected by it.    

If Lin Miaoran and the black-clothed puppet wanted to stop this group of people, it would be basically the same as an ant trying to stop a rhinoceros running wildly;    

At this time, the few cultivators who were in the front had already arrived in front of Lin Miaoran.    

These few people were the first to respond to Xu Muran's orders.    

Because it was the most responsive, it was faster by one step.    

The other cultivators were still about a few hundred meters away from them, and they had already arrived in front of Lin Miaoran.    

"Damn woman, get lost!"    

A pointed-beak cultivator shouted loudly as he swung a chain in his hand towards Lin Miaoran.    

Although the chain was only as thick as a finger, when it flew through the air, it gave off an incomparably thick feeling, as if it were a mountain moving.    

"Shadow Slaying Immortal Palm!"    

Lin Miaoran's gaze turned serious as she struck out with her palm.    

Even though his spirit energy had been almost depleted, his pure jade body was not something that ordinary cultivators could compare to.    

The scene seemed to have been blown by a gust of cool wind, not letting the wind blow against their faces.    

But at this moment, the sharp-mouthed cultivator's expression suddenly changed.    

As if he had seen a ghost, he let out a strange cry and was about to retreat.    

But even so, it was too late.    

The face in his hand suddenly cracked. At first, it was only a broken face, but it immediately exploded like a string of firecrackers.    

A ball of white light suddenly appeared in the air in front of him.    

This ball of white light suddenly accelerated and smashed into the pointed-beak cultivator's chest with a bang.    

"Crack, crack ~ ~ ~"    

Along with the sound of bones shattering, the sharp beak cultivator's chest caved in at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

Blood mixed with pieces of his internal organs gushed out of his mouth as his body flew backwards and rolled on the ground. He looked like he was about to die.    

Lin Miaoran gasped, immediately rushing towards the next cultivator.    

If it was in the past, she might have shown mercy. Even if she had severely injured him, she would at least have kept him alive.    

But at this very moment, the other party wanted Chu Yan's life.    

And in Lin Miaoran's heart, there were many times when Chu Yan had already become an existence that exceeded her life.    

Chu Yan had done so much for him.    

Chu Yan had experienced so much with him as well.    

If at this time, he could still let these guys pass through this line of defense easily, then what qualifications would he have to go on an appointment with Chu Yan?    

"Shadow Slaying Immortal Palm!"    

With a shout, both of Lin Miaoran's hands lit up, and with a hong sound, she cut the cultivator who was rushing over into three pieces.    

When the cultivator flew out from his chest, his face was still full of surprise.    

Even at his death, he was still unable to comprehend that his cultivation realm was clearly a level higher than this woman before him.    

But why was it him who had his body broken?    

At this moment, the black clothed puppet was also standing with a few cultivators that were rushing over.    

Different from Lin Miaoran who could quickly recover spirit energy, the black-robed puppet's greatest advantage was that it could be said to be an indestructible body.    

As long as it did not destroy the formation within its body or consume any crucial materials, even if it was like this, with a long sword stuck diagonally in its head and an arrow shooting out from its knee, its movements would not be affected in the slightest.    

The black-clothed puppet completely ignored the long sword that had penetrated his brain, and on the face of the opposing cultivator that was filled with fear, it opened up a gaping hole so deep that one could see the bone.    

The cut ran from his chin to his forehead in a straight line where his nose was.    

With a pinch of his fingers, his brain and blood spurted out.    

Although he had killed quite a few people consecutively, with the rapid increase in the number of cultivators charging over, Lin Miaoran and the black-clothed puppet were quickly caught up in a siege and bitter battle.    

At this time, not to mention defending that acre of land behind Chu Yan, he was already too busy protecting himself.    

Finally, a cultivator took advantage of his short stature and grabbed onto the advantage of Lin Miaoran being entangled by others, and suddenly rushed over, arriving behind Chu Yan.    

"Die!"    

The long spear in his hand released a cold light, and directly thrusted towards Chu Yan's back.