"Who is Your Excellency?"

Yuan Soul True Monarch looked at Jian Qingyu's gaze, and there was no trace of contempt in his eyes.

He has lived for thousands of years, and he understands very well that although the sword Qingyu shows the aura of the middle stage of immortality, the strength it shows is definitely not the normal strength of the little guy in the immortal realm.

Or, the sword green jade is disguised by a master of the Mixed Yuan Realm!

Or, it's a peerless genius who can fight beyond the ranks!

But no matter what, with this strength in the cultivation realm, the other party will never be a nobody!

Before, Yuan Soul True Monarch didn't ask Jian Qingyu's name, because he didn't bother to know, and the weak were not qualified to let him know the name.

After seeing Jian Qingyu's strength and means, he first asked Jian Qingyu's name, which is the importance of Jian Qingyu and the respect for the strong!

In his opinion, Jian Qingyu was already qualified to let him know the name!

"Sword Qingyu!"

Jian Qingyu said lightly.

Since this trip was to have a killing heart for the Yuan Soul True Monarch, Jian Qingyu didn't care that the Yuan Soul True Monarch knew his identity.

Moreover, since entering this Blood Soul Secret Room, Jian Qingyu no longer worries that the Yuan Soul True Monarch will ask for help from the Scattered Immortal Master of the Forbidden Demon Island.

In this way, today's sword Qingyu can also let go of a fight!

"Sword Qingyu!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch looked at Jian Qingyu in surprise: "You are the Sword Qingyu who killed the Four Swords of Qingyan and the Three Swords of Shahai!"

In recent years, the name of the sword and the green jade has become famous in the wasteland sea, and many monks who are on the evil side have died in their hands, and the four elders of Qingyan and the three swords of the sand sea are even more masters of the mixed yuan realm on the powerful side, but none of them can escape!

Dressed in white and white-haired, carrying a long sword, although the characteristics of the sword green jade were extremely obvious, the Yuan Soul True Monarch had not associated it with the famous sword green jade before.

After all, there are countless cultivators in the cultivation realm, and there are many similarities in various costumes, such as Jian Qingyu's outfit, he has seen a few people, so naturally he doesn't care too much.

Seeing Jian Qingyu nodding lightly and acknowledging at this moment, Yuan Soul Zhenjun's face became more and more solemn.

It is rumored in the wasteland sea that this sword Qingyu is a sword cultivator with extraordinary swordsmanship, and few people can take his sword.

However, in the fight just now, he even took out two treasures, and Jian Qingyu didn't even pull out his sword, and he was embarrassed, and even almost destroyed his medium-grade spirit weapon Snake Demon Soul Devouring Pipa with one punch!

"Jian Qingyu, don't think that if you can kill the four elders of Qingyan and the three swords of the sand sea, you are qualified to provoke the old man! In the eyes of the old man, killing them is still as simple as slaughtering a dog!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch looked at this sword Qingyu coldly, and said coldly: "Since you broke into the old man's blood soul secret room today, you are destined to die here!"

As soon as the words fell, the demonic qi around the Yuan Soul True Monarch surged violently, and the seals of his hands changed, and he shouted violently: "Xuanming Resentful Spirit Net!"

Jian Qingyu's heart froze, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see the black net suspended above the huge vines, shrouded in black mist, and the unjust souls and resentful spirits continued to let out silent roars.

In an instant, the large amount of black mist and countless resentful spirits quickly converged, as if they were swallowed, and they sank into the black net, revealing a black net woven into a strange pattern.

Immediately after, the big black net shrank and quickly flew towards the Yuan Soul True Monarch, and a fierce aura filled the entire Blood Soul Secret Room!

Looking at the large black net suspended above the head of the Yuan Soul True Monarch, Jian Qingyu's face changed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

Judging from the aura alone, this magic weapon is also among the top among the high-grade spiritual weapons, and it is definitely not comparable to the previous Broken Spirit Thunder Bamboo and the snake-headed black pipa.

"This treasure is called the Xuanming Resentment Spirit Net, which is the old man's painstaking efforts for thousands of years to collect the three souls and seven spirits and spiritual energy of tens of thousands of monks, turn them into grievances, and refine and nourish them with black devil silk!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch laughed proudly and said: "This treasure is only a small success now, it is already a top-grade spiritual weapon, and he will definitely be able to become a top-notch spiritual weapon in the famous Zhenzhen Cultivation Realm one day!"

For this magic weapon, which took him countless efforts to refine, the Yuan Soul True Monarch was extremely proud, holding this treasure, he could become a top existence among the powerhouses in the late stage of the mixed yuan.

"A top-notch spiritual weapon?"

Jian Qingyu sneered, slowly pulled out the Skyfall Divine Sword in his hand, and pointed at the Yuan Soul True Monarch, a fierce and domineering sword intent quickly rose, and thousands of sword qi converged on the blade of the Skyfall Divine Sword.

"The best spiritual weapon!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch felt the domineering aura of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, and couldn't help but change his complexion, and looked at Jian Qingyu in shock.

Just now, he was still proud of his top-grade spiritual weapon, but he didn't expect that the little guy in the immortal stage of Jian Qingyu actually had a top-grade spiritual weapon!

A top-grade spiritual weapon, the masters of the Tribulation Period will fight for it frantically, not to mention his Yuan Soul True Monarch, no one will have too many spiritual weapons of this level!

"Hahaha!"

The shock on Yuan Soul Zhenjun's face gradually turned into a smug and arrogant laugh: "Jian Qingyu, the old man really has to thank you for sending the old man a superb spiritual weapon!"

Although judging from the breath, Jian Qingyu's flying sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and his Xuanming Resentful Spirit Net is a top-grade spiritual weapon, but the power exerted by some top-grade spiritual weapons may not be comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

What's more, this Xuanying Resentful Spirit Net was refined by him with great effort, and it was extremely suitable for him, with his cultivation in the late stage of the mixed yuan, how could he care that it was just the sword Qingyu of the immortal period?

Just as a child, even if he holds a sharp blade, he is by no means an opponent of an adult, and the weak who carry treasures may not be able to defeat the strong, but they are guilty.

At this moment, the sword green jade is in the eyes of the Yuan Soul True Monarch, it is like this!

But in the eyes of Jian Qingyu, the Yuan Soul True Monarch is not a strong person, and he is not a weak person.

In terms of his own strength alone, Jian Qingyu is not inferior to the Yuan Soul True Monarch, with the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword in his hand, how can Jian Qingyu be afraid of him?

"The devil, everyone will be punished!"

Jian Qingyu snorted coldly, his body was like electricity, and he stabbed straight with a sword, as fast as thunder.

At the moment when Jian Qingyu made his move, Yuan Soul Zhenjun also grabbed the Xuanming Resentful Spirit Net, his arm quickly stirred, and the black net instantly turned into a black spear, stepped forward, and stabbed at Jian Qingyu.

The Skyfall Divine Sword and the black spear stabbed together, but the sword Qingyu felt as if it was stabbed in a ball of cotton wool, weak and powerless, but it really blocked his own sword.

Jian Qingyu's brows just furrowed slightly, and then changed slightly, only to see that on that black spear, a large number of black unjust soul resentful spirits roared, spreading towards the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword, and one after another invisible forces silently invaded Jian Qingyu's Mud Pill Palace, attacking its golden soul body!

"It's another means of attacking souls!"

Jian Qingyu raised his eyebrows, sneered, and his arm shook, and the sword qi on the Skyfall Divine Sword burst out violently.

Thousands of sword qi, like thunder and lightning, impacted on those black souls and resentful spirits, and they instantly dispersed and annihilated, and the black spear also trembled fiercely, shaking the Yuan Soul True Monarch back a step!

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yuan Soul Zhenjun raised his eyebrows, secretly praised in his heart, and then threw his right hand away, and threw the Xuanming Resentment Spirit Net towards Jian Qingyu.

The black giant net opened above Jian Qingyu's head, and a thick black aura spread, and there seemed to be countless unjust souls roaring in it, and a large number of soul impacts continued to invade the Mud Pill Palace.

At the same time, the thick black qi that diffused was completely enveloping Jian Qingyu in darkness, and even the figure of the Yuan Soul True Monarch in front of him disappeared in an instant, and Jian Qingyu was like being trapped in a dark space!

Jian Qingyu was secretly frightened in his heart, his eyes swept in all directions, and he was secretly vigilant.

Even in the cultivation realm, there are not many magic weapons that can ingest people into them, all of them are high-quality among them, and their power is naturally extraordinary.

Under the shroud of this Xuanming resentful spirit net, not only does there be a large number of invisible forces that directly attack the soul, but the resentment of the huge resentful soul and resentful spirit isolates the aura of heaven and earth.

Being in the midst of it, I'm afraid that even if he is a master of the Tribulation Period, if he can't break through the shackles of the Xuanming Resentment Spirit Net, can't break out, and doesn't have the replenishment of the aura of heaven and earth, I'm afraid that he will eventually have to die in it!

"Hahaha!"

The black space echoed with the laughter of the Yuan Soul True Monarch: "Jian Qingyu, you can feel the taste of hell in this Xuanying Resentful Spirit Net!"

"Yuan Soul True Monarch, don't talk nonsense, if you have any means, just use it quickly! Otherwise, you won't have a chance!"

Jian Qingyu's eyes were like electricity, he looked at the void coldly, and said lightly.

"What an arrogant boy! The old man likes to kill you geniuses the most!"

Yuan Soul True Monarch laughed wildly, but the killing intent in his voice was like frost, and a cold shout echoed in the black space: "Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Body!"