Blood rained down one after another, and ancient sighs fell.
It rustled down, fell into the wind, and the breeze rippled. Ye Chen stood in the rain of blood, letting the rain fall on his body, looking at the rain of blood with a somewhat lonely expression.
With his mind condensed, Ye Chen saw too much in this rain of blood, scenes of strong men falling.
The blood rain merged into the body, and more murderous intent poured into the killing body.
The body of the Killing Body gradually took shape, first its feet, then its legs, lower abdomen, and chest!
A heaven-destroying aura pervades it, and this aura alone is no less than an ordinary martial arts will.
A whirlpool emerged from the blood pool below, and its blood evil energy swirled crazily, transforming into murderous aura.
Ye Chen controls the rules of killing, and the rules are integrated into the body of killing like flowing water.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became extremely violent, beating the void around him. Ye Chen looked at the killing body, and everything around him was ignored by him.
For a moment, in the sky above the palace, its endless blood emerged from the Tomb of the Immortal Sword like a tide and condensed together.
Looking around, the red light in the sky is boundless, covering the entire void, covering up the originally gray sky of the Immortal Sword Tomb.
An oppressive aura filled the air. Xianxu Jian frowned slightly and looked solemnly at the palace shrouded in blood. What exactly happened in the palace.
The terrifying soul power swept out. Xianxu tried to check the scene in the palace, but as soon as the soul touched the palace, a terrifying force bounced away.
"What a terrifying strength!" Xianxu's expression became more serious. If he hadn't noticed that Ye Chen's aura was intact, he would have really thought that something had happened to Ye Chen.
Bang bang! Dozens of dull sounds rang out, and several Lingwu realm warriors took half a step back, with traces of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
The souls of these Lingwu realm warriors are not as powerful as Xianxu. Although they withstood the rebound of the force, they also suffered some effects.
The faces of Xianluo, Lonely Emperor and others also darkened. Their experiences were like those of Xianxu. The souls that poured out were rebounded one after another.
Ding! A crisp sword chant resounded from the rocks in the distance, followed by the screams of sword chants all over the sky. Beside the tombstones, the swords swayed slightly. A wisp of murderous aura floated out, and they were involved.
.Melt into the blood cloud above the palace.
Xianxu took a deep breath, "What a terrifying murderous aura!"
The Lonely Emperor lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. The sword beat slightly. A ray of sword energy also floated out and merged into the void.
Wow! Among the dead mountain peaks, a wisp of breeze came slowly, swirling the blood cloud, and the bloody rain sprinkled again, and every drop of rain contained a bit of piercing murderous intent.
"Blood-colored rain!" Qianchuan Xue murmured. He stretched out his hand to hold the dripping rainwater, but the rainwater was strangely still in the air. Immediately, the rainwater poured towards the palace.
The drizzle falls all over the sky and falls in the same place.
In the palace, Ye Chen also raised his head and stared at the dense rain of blood.
Its heaven-destroying aura became increasingly terrifying, filling the entire palace, and finally broke through the void and echoed across the nine heavens.
The rain lasted for a long time. Ye Chen stood in the rain and calmly looked at the body of killing in front of him. When the last drop of rainwater merged into the body of killing, the blood cloud in the void had disappeared.
"Alas!" Ye Chen sighed slightly. The appearance of the killing body in front of him was exactly the same as Ye Chen's. Most of its body had been materialized. However, this materialization had not reached the neck, and its entire head had not yet materialized.
"We are still a little short of completing the magical killing body!"
"However, it won't take long for the killing body to be completed!" Ye Chen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. There was still a sword pillar that had not been destroyed in the Immortal Sword Tomb, and there was also a pool of blood there.
"It's half an hour, I almost lost time!" It has been about half an hour since Ye Chen stepped into the palace. He put away the Qilin Sword, turned around, looked at the skeletons below, and took a step forward.
His murderous body turned into a stream of light and merged into Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen's aura surged, but eventually fell silent.
The moment Ye Chen stepped out of the palace, the magnificent palace collapsed, and dust rose up, thousands of meters high.
The expressions of Xianxu and others changed slightly, and they stared straight at the churning dust. After a moment, a figure in white appeared in everyone's sight.
Seeing this, Young Master Su and Qing Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Chen stepped forward, his white clothes still not stained with a trace of blood.
However, when he saw Ye Chen's eyes, Xianxu's heart was slightly shaken. Ye Chen's eyes were still calm, but the calmness at this moment gave people an inexplicable palpitating feeling, like entering an ice cellar.
Xianxu is not the only one who feels this way, other warriors also feel this way.
Ye Chen strolled over, and he naturally noticed the changes in his body. After integrating into the killing body, his every move can bring an inexplicable shock to people.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time!" Ye Chen said calmly. Although he deliberately restrained the aura brought by the killing body, there was still a hint of oppression in his calm tone, at least Xianxu and others thought so.
"What happened to the fifth generation in the palace!" Xianxu nodded slightly, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes. The only thing that was certain was that the fifth generation had become much stronger.
Previously, Lonely Emperor had the confidence to fight Ye Chen, but now when he met Ye Chen's eyes, he knew that even if he faced Ye Chen, his chance of winning would be very small.
"The second sword pillar has been destroyed. Next is the third sword pillar!" Ye Chen looked around. The second sword pillar was destroyed this time by Ye Chen and the sword corpse.
A trace of injury.
Therefore, Ye Chen no longer left time for everyone to rest, and headed directly to the location of the third sword pillar ahead.
The third sword pillar is also the entrance to the third-level sword tomb. It has undulating peaks and mountains, and the figures of Ye Chen and others are swaying on it, extremely vigorous.
After several consecutive battles, Ye Chen also established a reputation among everyone. At least for now, the entire team's strength was united.
The dragon of life and death led the way, and everyone took less detours. After a while, the third sword pillar reaching the sky finally appeared in everyone's sight.
Standing on the steep mountain, Ye Chen looked down and saw a flat plain below, with the sword pillar stuck on it like a big mountain.
What concerned Ye Chen the most was the blood pool that covered more than a hundred feet. It was filled with blood and looked extremely awe-inspiring.
Stepping on the stone platform, Xianxu followed Ye Chen's line of sight and immediately took a breath, "So many sword bearers!"
In front of his eyes, he saw slow-moving figures walking in the blood pool, their bodies stained with blood, and their terrifying aura permeated these figures, there were hundreds of them.
Young Master Su and others also stepped on the stone platform. When they saw the hundreds of sword bearers below, everyone took a few breaths. Even if most of the hundreds of sword bearers were in the spirit martial realm, there were still dozens
The name is comparable to half-step martial arts, and there are even ten names comparable to the martial arts realm.
When these swordsmen gather together, even if their strength cannot be compared to Ye Chen's team, there is not much difference.
"These sword bearers are not the most terrifying, the most terrifying person is there!" Ye Chen said lightly, raising his slender sword finger and pointing at the sky-reaching sword pillar in front of him.
A throne carved from jade stands on the sword pillar. However, the most eye-catching thing is not the jade throne, but the beautiful shadow on the jade throne.
The blood-colored clothes are not luxurious, but there is a kind of inexplicable nobility hidden in them. He lowers his head slightly, and the soft green silk hangs on the jade seat. Occasionally, the breeze blows, and the green silk flutters.
Although they were far apart, everyone could still see the Chuchen's face. Although there was a smile on the woman's lips, this smile did not cover up the domineering look between the woman's brows, the domineering look that dominated the world.
Under the gaze of everyone, the woman slowly raised her head, stared at the people in the distance with her bright eyes, and smiled lightly. Although this smile was beautiful, it was very cold.
"Sword Girl, the only warrior in the entire Immortal Sword Tomb who has not lost his mind!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes a little complicated.
"Its strength is comparable to the pinnacle of martial arts!" The Qilin Sword emerged quietly. Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword and took a step forward: "Leave this sword girl to me, and the other sword bearers will hand it over to me."
Here you go!"
"Giggle!" Qiao smiled sweetly, and the woman slowly stood up, her figure was elongated, and her long blood-colored skirt fell down, touching her heels, covering her smooth and snow-like breasts, but her pair of jade feet were still exposed in the void.
middle.
Ding! The woman's laughter alarmed the sword bearers below, and her shrill sword chants sounded. Each sword bearer opened his eyes and roared out.
One step was a hundred feet long, and Ye Chen's figure appeared in the void, looking coldly at the woman in front of him, his eyes filled with coldness.
Whoosh! After the figures of Xianxu and others became slightly silent, they shot out one after another and went straight to the blood pool below.
Only by killing the bearer of the sword in the blood pool will the bearer of the sword fall.
The sharp sword light dispersed the blood energy that filled the world, and its sword energy jumped back and forth in the blood pool like a torrent, setting off waves of blood.
More than twenty martial arts practitioners faced off against more than a hundred Sword Masters. Although they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they had an advantage in terms of strength.
"You're here!" The woman smiled politely and stared at Ye Chen with her bright eyes.
The woman spoke softly, and her tone was like a greeting between old friends.
Ye Chen remained silent, holding the Qilin Sword tightly and always keeping vigilant.
"Moon God!" A smile emerged from her bright eyes. The woman took a step forward, her jade feet gently touched the void, and space ripples spread out from the toes.
Ye Chen's mind was slightly shaken, and he stared at the woman in front of him, trying to figure out something...