"Ten Thousand Soul Devourers!"

With the shout of the Yuan Soul True Monarch, the entire dark space fluctuated suddenly, and countless unjust souls and resentful spirits drilled out of nothingness, roaring, and flew madly towards Jian Qingyu, and the terrifying resentment filled the entire dark space.

"Yuan Soul True Monarch!

Jian Qingyu's expression became more and more cold, he let out a low shout, his right hand flipped over, and the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword was inserted upside down on the ground, and the fierce and domineering sword intent spread, and a violent gale rose out of thin air around his body.

The frantically rushed souls and resentful spirits were fearless one by one, and directly rushed into the violent gale, opening their mouths and biting them.

"Extinguish!"

Jian Qingyu shouted loudly, and the sword intent around his body burst out, and countless sword qi flew through the protective gale, and the resentful spirits around Jian Qingyu were penetrated, torn, and annihilated by the sword qi one after another.

Outside the Xuanming Resentful Spirit Network, the Yuan Soul True Monarch couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that the sword aura of Jian Qingyu was so strong.

These resentful spirits are his accumulation of more than a thousand years, and if they are annihilated too much by Jian Qingyu, they will definitely have a great impact on the power of the Xuanming Resentful Spirit Network!

"Xuan Ming Ghost Fire!"

As soon as the seal of the Yuan Soul True Monarch's hands changed, those unjust souls and resentful spirits instantly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared, but above the dark sky, there were clusters of dark purple flames emerging one after another, illuminating the dark space around the sword and jade!

Looking at the faint purple flame that was burning but exuding a cold aura, Jian Qingyu's complexion also became slightly solemn, and the gale around his body was still rising!

From that mass of flames, Jian Qingyu felt a dangerous aura, obviously, the power contained in that dark purple flame was not trivial, if it exploded together, Jian Qingyu was afraid that he would be seriously injured!

The Yuan Soul True Monarch was naturally reluctant to let those dark purple flames explode together, once they blew themselves up, this high-grade spiritual weapon Xuanshen Resentment Spirit Net, which had taken him more than a thousand years of painstaking efforts to refine, would be completely destroyed.

What's more, this Xuanshen Resentful Spirit Net is infinitely useful, and there are still many means that have not been used, how can the Yuan Soul True Monarch easily explode himself?

"Fire Rain Meteor!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch shouted loudly, his eyes were cold, and the countless faint purple flames flew towards Jian Qingyu one after another like meteors.

"Wind Kill!"

The sword Qingyu's body was like a phantom, and the long sword was waved, setting off a violent wind.

Although the flying purple flame was extremely powerful, the speed was not too fast, and the sword green jade was not leaky.

"What a speed!"

"The swordsmanship is really exquisite!"

Seeing that such a dense fire rain meteor could not hurt Jian Qingyu at all, the Yuan Soul True Monarch couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Although he is not a sword cultivator, he usually uses the Spirit Breaking Thunder Bamboo when he makes shots, and he also knows a little about swordsmanship, and when he sees the "Wind Kill" cast by Jian Qingyu, he can't help but light up his eyes!

"Burn the sky and destroy the earth!"

A cold glow rose in the eyes of the Yuan Soul True Monarch, and a light purple flame faintly burned around his body.

The clouds of dark purple flames suddenly burst into flames, and they burned, and the dark purple flames that fell around the sword green jade ignited the surrounding earth, and the sword green jade instantly fell into the sea of dark purple fire!

These flames were not hot, but extremely cold, the flames burned, and they did not burn the body of the sword green jade, but instead penetrated into the body of the sword green jade, burning the soul power of the sword green jade!

Jian Qingyu was shocked, although the golden soul body in the Mud Pill Palace was protected by the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda, the soul power contained in the flesh and blood of his body was not protected.

Once these soul powers are burned out, Jian Qingyu will lose control of her body, and it will be dangerous!

Jian Qingyu hurriedly mobilized the power of Shura, and the blood-colored light of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword was flourishing, and a fierce and domineering sword intent spread.

"Gale Solution!"

With a low shout from Jian Qingyu, the Skyfall Divine Sword slammed into the ground, and the protective body gale around it quickly spun up, like a violent wind dragon, surrounding Jian Qingyu's body, spinning and sweeping, and the fierce and domineering sword qi burst out wildly.

In just a moment, the terrifying gale swept through the faint purple flames around the sword green jade, and where it passed, it withered and decayed, and the raging purple sea of fire did not fuel the fire with the wind, but was completely scattered and annihilated by the huge sword qi contained in the gale wind!

"What a strong sword intent! What a domineering sword aura!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch was shocked: "His sword intent is so powerful and majestic, his swordsmanship is estimated to have reached the Imperial Sword Realm, I can't give him a chance to make a move, I have to kill him as soon as possible!"

Imperial Sword Realm Sword Cultivation, once he makes a move, the Imperial Sword attack, whether it is speed or power, will be extremely terrifying, with the powerful sword intent of Sword Qingyu, combined with the superb spirit weapon flying sword, even if his Yuan Soul True Monarch is already a master in the late stage of the mixed yuan, it will still be very tricky!

"Ten Thousand Souls Gather!

Yuan Soul True Monarch slapped his palm on himself, and a mouthful of blood sprayed towards the Xuanying Resentful Spirit Net, submerging into it, and at the same time he let out a low cry, and his handprint changed again.

In the dark space, countless dark purple flames quickly converged towards the sky, turning into a huge dark purple blurred face, and a terrifying resentment enveloped the entire dark space.

Feeling the heavy and cold aura around him, Jian Qingyu's complexion also became solemn, there is no doubt that the Yuan Soul True Monarch has performed a trick!

The faint purple fuzzy face gradually became hideous, and the boundless resentment boiled like boiling water.

"Roar!"

The Ghost King roared violently, and an invisible soul impact enveloped Jian Qingyu, like a towering mountain, suppressing the golden soul body of Jian Qingyu!

At the same time, a faint purple phantom seemed to be separated from the ghost king's face, burning with raging flames, suppressing Xiang Jian Qingyu.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze!

If it was an ordinary monk, he would bear that soul impact first, even if he could resist it, he would definitely not have time to resist the suppression that followed!

This killing move greatly reduced the power of Jian Qingyu, and the soul impact had no effect on Jian Qingyu, and when the faint purple phantom appeared, Jian Qingyu also quickly condensed the sword intent!

"Thunder Dragon Strength!"

Jian Qingyu shouted fiercely, and the sword pointed at the suppressed purple phantom above him, and a huge sword qi thunder dragon rose up.

The surrounding suppressed and solidified space continued to shatter, and the sword qi thunder dragon collided with the dark purple face, setting off a terrifying wind!

"Wind Thunder Seal!"

Jian Qingyu shouted vigorously, and the raised Skyfall Divine Sword was suddenly retracted, standing on his chest, and the sword intent around his body rose endlessly.

This sword retraction seemed to drive the terrifying wind and electric snake that permeated the surroundings, constantly converging towards the sword green jade, turning into a huge strange short sword!

"Go!"

The Skyfall Divine Sword stabbed out violently, and the huge strange short sword carried a terrifying power of heaven and earth, stabbing at the dark purple face.

Outside the dark space, the face of the Yuan Soul True Monarch changed slightly, and he clearly found that this power was extremely domineering, not only enveloping the dark purple face, but even the huge resentment that permeated the entire dark space was dispersed!

Yuan Soul True Monarch slowly took a deep breath, and the demonic qi around him frantically poured into the black space, making his face a little paler!

However, with the huge demonic energy provided by the Yuan Soul True Monarch, the appearance of the dark purple face gradually solidified a little, and it looked quite similar to the Yuan Soul True Monarch!

"Broken!"

The Yuan Soul True Monarch, who took a deep breath, snorted suddenly.

"Broken!"

The dark purple face also snorted violently.

"Whew!"

Countless dark purple flames quickly converged, turning into a huge dark purple fire snake and slamming into the Wind Thunder Seal!

"Boom!"

The huge vibration resounded throughout the dark space, and the majestic resentment that originally enveloped the entire space seemed to be dispersed a lot by this terrifying collision!

As the master of this black space, the Yuan Soul True Monarch naturally suffered a great backlash, his face became more and more pale, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood!

"Damn!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch's face was hideous, his handprints changed, and his voice roared hoarsely: "Xuanming Ghost King, devour the heavens and devour the earth!"

In the dark space, the dark purple face roared, and suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a terrifying suction enveloped the sword green jade below, a large amount of resentment, dark purple flames, strong winds, electric snakes, etc., everything in the heavens and the earth frantically poured into the mouth of the dark purple face!

Jian Qingyu steadied his body, his face was still calm and calm, he looked up at the dark purple face that seemed to be about to devour everything in this dark space, he slowly took a deep breath, the long sword stood in front of his chest, the sword intent around him rose rapidly, and Jian Qingyu's whole person instantly turned into a huge blood-colored giant sword!

"Heavenly Thunder Solution!"

Jian Qingyu let out a low shout, and the whole person rose from the ground, like a blood-colored giant sword stabbing towards that dark purple face!

This sword is like piercing the sky!

This sword is like piercing the endless darkness!

This sword is like piercing all obstacles!

......

A domineering sword!

An indomitable sword!

Everything, all in this sword!

The blood-colored greatsword pierced through the dark purple face, and then through the boundless darkness!

The dazzling light shot into this dark space, but the sword green jade had already appeared outside the dark space, appeared in the blood soul secret room, and appeared above the black big net Xuan Shen Resentful Spirit Net!