The blood rained down, and the ancient sighs fell.

Falling in a row, falling in the wind, rippling in the breeze, Ye Chen stood in the blood rain, letting the rain fall on his body, looking at the blood rain with a somewhat lonely expression.

His heart was slightly condensed, Ye Chen saw too many scenes of the fall of the strong in this bloody rain.

The blood rain melted into the body, and more murderous energy poured into the killing body.

The body of the killing gradually materialized, first the feet, then the legs, the lower abdomen, and the chest!

A breath of destruction permeated it, and this aura alone was no less than an ordinary martial will.

A whirlpool of blood emerged from the pool below, and its bloody aura swirled wildly, transforming into a murderous aura.

Ye Chen controlled the rules of killing, and the rules were integrated into the body of killing like flowing water.

The aura of heaven and earth became extremely violent, striking the surrounding void. 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 qi was like a tide rising from the Immortal Sword Tomb and condensing together.

As far as the eye could see, the red rays of the sky were boundless, enveloping the entire void, covering the originally gray sky of the Immortal Sword Tomb.

A depressing aura permeated the air, and the Immortal Void Sword frowned slightly, looking solemnly at the palace in front of him that was shrouded in blood, what was going on in the palace.

The terrifying soul power swept out, and the immortal void 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 force!" Immortal Xu's expression became more and more solemn, if he hadn't noticed that Ye Chen's breath was safe and sound, he really thought that something had happened to Ye Chen.

Dozens of dull sounds sounded, and several Spirit Martial Realm martial artists retreated half a step back, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of their mouths.

The souls of these Spirit Martial Realm martial artists are not as strong as those of the Immortal Void, and although they have withstood the rebound of that force, they have also suffered some ripples.

The faces of the Immortal Fall and the Lonely Emperor and others also sank, and their encounters were like those of the Immortal Void, and the souls that poured out were rebounded one after another.

A crisp sword groan resounded in the distant mountain rocks, followed by a terrible sword groan in the sky, next to the tombstones, the sword weapon shook slightly, and a wisp of murderous aura floated out, being pulled and blending into the blood cloud above the palace.

Xianxu exhaled deeply, "What a terrifying murderous aura!"

The Lonely Emperor lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand, the sword weapon jumped slightly, and a wisp of sword qi also floated out, merging into the void.

Between the dead and silent mountain peaks, a wisp of fresh wind came slowly, rolling the blood cloud, and the blood-colored rain sprinkled down again, and each drop of rain contained a trace of piercing killing intent.

"Blood-colored rain!" Qianchuan Xue muttered, stretching out her hand to hold the dripping rain, but the rain was strangely still in the air, and in an instant, the rain poured towards the palace.

The drizzle was falling, and it was all the same everywhere.

Inside the palace, Ye Chen also raised his head and stared at the dense rain of blood.

Its earth-destroying aura became more and more terrifying, filling the entire palace, and finally breaking through the void and echoing above the nine heavens.

This rain lasted for a long time, Ye Chen stood in the rain, calmly looking at the killing body in front of him, and when the last drop of rain merged into the killing body, the blood cloud in the void was gone.

"Alas!" Ye Chen sighed slightly, the appearance of the killing body in front of him was exactly the same as Ye Chen, most of his body had been substantiated, but this substantiation had not yet been materialized until the neck, and his entire head had not yet been substantiated.

"It's still a little closer, and the Divine Killing Body can be completed!"

"However, it won't take long for the killing body to be completed!" A smile rose at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, there was still a sword pillar in the Immortal Sword Tomb that had not been destroyed, and there was also a pool of blood there.

"It's been half an hour, almost delayed!" It had been about half an hour since Ye Chen stepped into the palace, and when he put away the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen turned around directly, glanced at the bones below, and took a step forward.

Its killing body turned into a streamer of light and merged into Ye Chen's body, and Ye Chen's aura skyrocketed, but finally fell silent again.

The moment Ye Chen stepped out of the palace, his magnificent palace collapsed with a bang, and dust rose up, thousands of meters high.

Xianxu and the others' expressions all changed slightly, and their eyes stared straight at the churning dust, and after a while, a white-clothed figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing this, Gongzi Su and the Qing Jue were secretly relieved.

Ye Chen stepped over, and there was still not a trace of blood on his white clothes.

However, when he saw Ye Chen's eyes, the immortal was slightly shocked, Ye Chen's gaze was still calm, but the calm at the moment gave people an inexplicable palpitation, like entering an ice cellar.

It's not just Xianxu who feels this way, but so do other martial artists.

Ye Chen strolled over, he naturally noticed the changes in his body, after integrating into the killing body, his every move could bring an inexplicable shock to people.

"Everyone, it's been a long wait!" Ye Chen said lightly, although he deliberately restrained the aura brought by his killing body, there was still a trace of oppression in his calm tone, at least Xianxu and the others thought so.

"What happened to the five generations in the palace!" Xianxu nodded slightly, his eyes showed a hint of contemplation, the only thing that was certain was that the five generations had become much stronger.

Previously, the Lonely Emperor still had the confidence to fight with Ye Chen, but at this moment, looking at Ye Chen, he knew that even if he faced Ye Chen, his chances of winning were very small.

"The second sword pillar has been destroyed, and the third sword pillar will follow!" Ye Chen's eyes looked around, this time the destruction of the second sword pillar was all Ye Chen and the sword corpse, and everyone did not have a trace of injuries on their bodies.

Therefore, Ye Chen no longer left time for everyone to get in shape, and directly set off to the place where the third sword pillar in front of him was.

The third sword pillar was also the entrance to the third layer of the sword tomb, with undulating peaks and peaks, and the figures of Ye Chen and the others were swaying on it, extremely vigorous.

In several battles in succession, Ye Chen also established a reputation among the people, at least for now, the strength of the entire team has been condensed.

The dragon of life and death led the way, and everyone directly took some detours, and after a while, the third sword pillar that reached the sky finally appeared in everyone's sight.

Standing on the steep mountain, Ye Chen looked down at a glance, and below was a flat plain, and its sword pillar was like a big mountain, stuck on it.

What Ye Chen cared about the most was the blood pool that covered more than 100 zhang, and the blood qi was pervasive, which looked extremely calm.

Stepping on the stone platform, Xian Xuan followed Ye Chen's line of sight and immediately gasped, "So many sword masters!"

In front of him, a series of slow-moving figures walked in the pool of blood, their bodies stained with blood, and their terrifying aura permeated these figures, there were hundreds of figures.

Gongzi Su and the others also stepped on the stone platform one after another, when they saw the hundreds of inscribed swordsmen below, everyone also gasped a few times, hundreds of inscribed swordsmen, even if most of them were in the Lingwu realm, but there were dozens comparable to half-step martial arts, and even more than a dozen comparable to martial arts realms.

These swordsmen gathered together, even if their strength could not be compared to Ye Chen's team, they would not be too far behind.

"These sword masters are not the most terrifying, the most terrifying ones are there!" Ye Chen said lightly, his slender sword fingers raised, and he pointed at the sword pillar that reached the sky in front of him.

A throne carved from jade stood on a sword pillar, but the most eye-catching thing was not this jade seat, but the shadow on the jade throne.

The blood-colored clothes are not luxurious, but there is an inexplicable nobility in the faint way, with his head slightly bowed, the soft green silk hangs on the jade seat, and the occasional breeze blows the green silk fluttering.

Although the distance is far away, everyone can still see the dusty face, although the corner of the woman's mouth is full of smiles, but this smile does not hide the domineering between the woman's eyebrows, the domineering that dominates the world and the earth.

Under the gaze of everyone, the woman slowly raised her head, stared at the people in the distance with bright eyes, and smiled indifferently, although this smile was beautiful, but it was very cold.

"Sword Girl, in the entire Immortal Sword Tomb, the only martial artist who has not lost his senses!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes a little complicated.

"Its strength is comparable to the pinnacle of the first layer of martial arts!" The Qilin Sword quietly emerged, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword, and took a step forward: "This sword girl will be handed over to me, and the other sword masters will be handed over to you!"

"Giggles!" the woman slowly got up, her figure was long, and her blood-colored dress hung down, touching her heels, covering the snow-smooth jade legs, but a pair of jade feet were still exposed in the void.

The woman's laughter alarmed the swordsmen below, and their terrible sword groans rang out, and each of them opened their eyes and roared.

One step is a hundred zhang, Ye Chen's figure appeared in the void, looking at the woman in front of him with cold eyes, there was a coldness in his eyes.

After the figures of Xianxu and the others fell silent slightly, they shot out one after another, heading straight for the blood pool below.

Only by killing the Sword Maker in the blood pool will the Sword Maker fall.

The sharp sword light dispersed the blood qi that filled the heavens and the earth, and its sword qi jumped up and down in the blood pool like a torrent, setting off waves of blood.

More than 20 Martial Dao Realm people dealt with more than 100 sword masters, although they were inferior in numbers, they had an advantage in strength.

"You're here!" the woman smiled gracefully, her bright eyes staring at Ye Chen.

The woman's words were soft, and her tone was like a greeting from an old friend.

Ye Chen was silent, holding the Qilin Sword tightly, always vigilant.

"Moon God!" A smile welled up in her bright eyes, and the woman took a step forward, her jade feet lightly falling into the void, and spatial ripples spread out at the tips of her feet.

Ye Chen's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at the woman in front of him with his eyes, trying to see something......