His body sometimes becomes solid and sometimes becomes illusory.

It took many years to condense the sword spirit of Shen Yuan's ancient sword into a Taoist body. At the critical moment, it is about to be completed.

Shi Qiankun stood on the other side of the sundial, looking at the Mingxian descending from the sky, letting out a long sigh, with a look of despair in his eyes.

The enemy is too powerful and any resistance is futile.

Ming Xian stood upright, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sundial sitting on the ground, listening to the sound of water flowing in the sundial, and showing an extremely interested expression.

"Time flows like a shuttle, the sound flows into the stream, what a treasure of time."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and his eyes lit up again: "Hey, it's actually a sword made of the divine iron of creation. The spirit of the weapon is condensing the Tao body. Even if you can't find it,

"Star Map", getting these two treasures can be regarded as a worthwhile trip. Wonderful, wonderful."

Shen Yuan Sword Spirit raised his head, with a worried look in his eyes, and said, "The Immortal Vampire Tribe attacked the Sword Tomb, and the Nether Tribe also participated. Has the Sword Tomb been breached?"

Mingxian looked at the Shen Yuan Sword Spirit and said: "This Son of God helps the immortal vampires to help each other get what they need. It is only a matter of time that the Sword Tomb is breached. This is a general trend and no one can stop it."

"With Zhang Ruochen here, it might not be that easy for you to break through the sword tomb." The sword spirit said calmly.

Ming Xian folded his hands and sneered: "Because your master is too weak, you have become a frog in the well. Zhang Ruochen's opponent is Xue Tu. Even if he is in the Sword Tomb, he will definitely lose if he takes advantage of the right time and place."

"What's the point of following a dying man when a good bird chooses a tree to roost in? You might as well follow this Son of God. With my Son of God's strength and the resources he can mobilize, you will be able to grow into a peerless sword in the future."

Sword Spirit laughed and said: "The dying person...well...that's right."

The sword spirit of Shen Yuan's ancient sword was too calm and smiled abnormally, which gave Ming Xian an ominous premonition.

"What are you laughing at? Just with your sword spirit, which is a sacred weapon with seven radiances and ten thousand patterns, believe it or not, this son of God can kill you now, and at worst, he will raise a new sword spirit in the future." Ming Xian's eyes became cold and cold.

A few points.

Suddenly, Ming Xian's vest became cold and the hairs on his skin stood upside down. An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped him, making him unable to move.

"Da da."

Footsteps sounded.

"who?"

Ming Xian was shocked and even looked around.

It was a terrible thing that someone could come near him without him noticing.

A very beautiful woman in red walked out of the dark shadows. She was tall, with black and soft hair, a slender neck, a slender waist, cold eyes, bright red lips, and a face that was very similar to Chi Yao.

Not only are their looks similar, but their temperaments are also very similar.

Any living being standing in front of her would be unable to help but feel a sense of oppression, wanting to kneel down, surrender, or prostrate themselves.

"Queen Chi Yao."

Shi Qiankun couldn't bear the pressure and knelt directly on the ground.

"Queen Chi Yao...how is this possible?"

Ming Xian held his breath and widened his eyes, unable to believe that this woman was really the god from the Kunlun realm.

"No, you are a sword spirit."

Ming Xian was not an ordinary monk, and he quickly discovered the true identity of the woman in red.

"That's right, it's the Sword Spirit, named Drop of Blood."

The woman in red was holding a blood-red sword, took another step forward, and suddenly surged towards Mingxian with overwhelming murderous intent.

Perhaps the blood-dropping sword swallowed too much blood from living beings, and the murderous aura on his body actually condensed into substance, turning into a battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before the eyes of the Underworld Immortal.

The woman in red didn't take any action at all. Her murderous intent had already condensed into thousands of swords and flew towards the Underworld Immortal.

The powerful holy soul of the Underworld Immortal seems to be torn to pieces by the murderous aura.

"Styx Formation Diagram."

Mingxian suppressed the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth, and punched out a formation diagram, evolving into a Styx world in an attempt to block the woman in red.

The Styx Formation is the greatest trump card of the Underworld Immortal. Even the attacks of the Immortal Realm Monkey King can withstand three attacks.

but……

"puff."

The sword in the hand of the woman in red turned into a stream of blood light, as fast as lightning, instantly penetrated the "Styx Formation" and landed on the heart of the Underworld Immortal.

"boom."

Mingxian was hit by a bloody sword and flew out. He was nailed to a rock with blood gushing out.

"how come……"

Ming Xian's eyes widened and he couldn't believe this reality.

Under the Great Sage, someone could actually defeat him with one sword.

The next moment, all the holy blood in Ming Xian's body was absorbed by the Blood Drop Sword and turned into a mummy.

The woman in red didn't take another look at Ming Xian. All her eyes fell on the sword spirit of Shen Yuan's ancient sword. The cold light in her beautiful eyes disappeared and was replaced by deep tenderness.

Bloody Shen Yuan is originally a pair of sword lovers.
Chapter completed!