This scene was beyond the expectation of some Tianjiao of the sword Dynasty.


    No one expected that Jian Er, who belongs to the aristocratic family camp, would even give a sword to Jian Kui at the moment.


    Even ye guchen was slightly stunned for a moment, and then suddenly became bright.


    He finally understood what the so-called cards in the nine mouth of the sword were.


    I didn''t expect that the second sword in the aristocratic family, second only to Jiankui, would be an undercover in the sanxiu camp.


    However, at this time, Jiankui sneered.


    "Funny, do you think I don''t know?"


    "Hmm?" the bottom of Jian er''s heart clicked.


    Jiankui knew he was undercover?


    A sword Qi with extreme killing intention came sideways at him.


    The person who shot was Jian 13!


    Pooh!


    Sword two hurried sideways to dodge, but his waist and ribs were wiped by the bloody sword of sword 13, and the blood soared.


    "You already know, why?" the face under the mask of Jian Er turned a little white. He covered his waist and ribs with one hand and resisted the move of Jian 13 with the other hand.


    "It''s just a bunch of waste. You have no difference in my eyes."


    Sword Kui Leng hummed.


    In the eyes of Jiankui, the swords of both aristocratic families and scattered cultivation camp are waste.


    So the so-called undercover, dark pile, for Jiankui, he doesn''t care at all.


    Even if these swords die, Jiankui won''t care.


    All he cares about is the success of his plan.


    After Jian 13 blocked Jian 2, Jian Kui grabbed the compass in the hands of the saint''s corpse without hindrance.


    Even ye guchen had no time to stop it.


    "Bad......" ye guchen felt a little heavy at the bottom of her heart.


    He had a feeling that it would be more difficult to get the sword Kui of the compass than Huang Qianqiu.


    Because this sword is really weird.


    While Jiankui got the compass.


    Huang Qianqiu also cleared away a group of obstacles, broke open the skeleton of a saint and got a fruit of the holy way.


    But this cannot satisfy Huang Qianqiu.


    "You... Annoyed me. Everyone except Dugu wubai will die!"


    Huang Qianqiu''s tone was cold, as if the emperor was angry and wanted to bleed thousands of miles.


    As for not letting ye guchen die, it is naturally not the kindness of emperor Qianqiu.


    But he also wants to get ye guchen''s ultimate sword domain and ancient god inheritance.


    Just then, an old voice suddenly sounded.


    "Hehe, little boy, I''m young and my tone is very crazy."


    The old voice echoed in the whole temple, looking particularly treacherous.


    "Well, who is it?" emperor Qianqiu''s sword eyebrow picked.


    Some of the remaining Tianjiao of the other four dynasties also changed their faces.


    Did the older generation of people from any dynasty come in?


    It is reasonable to say that the older generation of strong men of the four dynasties are blocking the monsters of the ten thousand demon nest outside, and it is impossible to enter the relics of the holy Dynasty.


    Only ye guchen, for the first time, fell on Jiankui.


    If there is no accident, the old voice comes from the mouth of Jiankui.


    At the moment, the sword chief sat in front of the holy man''s skeleton.


    He cut his palm and blood fell on the compass.


    Blood colored runes, like earthworms, manifest themselves on the compass.


    "What the hell is going on?" Rao is ye guchen, which is also unimaginable.


    "It''s you..."


    Soon, Huang Qianqiu and all the other Tianjiao also found that the sound came from Jiankui.


    "Hehe, I didn''t expect Ben Sheng to have a chance to see the sun again." Jiankui continued to make an old voice.


    "Jian... Jian Kui, what''s going on?"


    Not to mention the others, even the swords of those aristocratic families, were also full of amazement.


    Obviously, they don''t know what happened to Xiao Jiankui.


    "Those who play tricks will kill you first!"


    Emperor Qianqiu''s cold eyebrows picked, and a record of the collapse of the big handprint rolled away against the sword Kui.


    He decided to solve the variable of Jiankui first.


    However, it was unexpected that the compass in Jiankui''s hand shook, and a circle of shield appeared around him, directly blocking Huang Qianqiu''s moves.


    "Hmm?" Huang Qianqiu''s eyes coagulated and blew out the King Kong handprint again.


    However, the result remains the same.


    He couldn''t break the shield.


    "Ha ha... It''s useless." Jiankui continued to make a strange old voice.


    At this time, Su Qingyu''s surprised voice suddenly came out of Ye guchen''s mind.


    "Is this..."


    "Master Su, do you know what''s going on?" asked ye guchen.


    "I''m not particularly sure. Do you remember what I reminded you before? The fluctuation of his soul seems strange and strange." Su Qingyu said.


    Ye guchen nodded secretly.


    When he first met Jiankui, Su Qingyu reminded him that his soul fluctuation was very strange.


    At that time, ye guchen also noticed.


    "It reminds me of an ancient and evil Dharma, yuan God sending body." Su Qingyu said.


    "Yuan Shen sends body?" ye guchen wondered.


    "The so-called sending of the yuan God is a method that can be used by some people above the saints to retain the yuan God in a special way."


    "However, a wisp of Yuanshen is separated to find the parasitic body that matches the attribute of their own soul, and then let the parasitic body return to itself and take it away with Yuanshen."


    "But this method is so cruel and strange that few saints will use it."


    "And looking around the world, if you want to find a parasite that completely matches your soul attribute, there is almost only one in a billion chance. The chance is too small."


    "The most important thing is that I am curious about how this person''s yuan God survived?" Su Qingyu said.


    Xutian holy Dynasty has a very long history from now on.


    Even the holy God can''t survive for so long.


    The previous long-lived ancient trees can only provide life essence for the flesh, but can not nourish the yuan God.


    This is also su Qingyu''s doubts.


    "It turned out to be so."


    After hearing Su Qingyu''s doubts, ye guchen suddenly opened up.


    He understood why Jiankui''s soul fluctuated a little strangely.


    Because his soul has been invaded and fused by a ray of Saint Yuanshen.


    And the shape as like as two peas in the murals of the emperor''s holy sage.


    This means that the soul attribute of Jiankui is very consistent with the ancient saint.


    "Does the remaining part of the Holy Spirit remain in the compass?" ye guchen looked at the compass in Jiankui''s hand.


    But at the moment, it''s useless to think more. Jiankui has taken the initiative.


    Even emperor Qianqiu can''t break the shield, and the others naturally can''t break it.


    The shield has wrapped the remains of several saints in it.


    Such as Princess Luo, Zhao Xiaodi and others, their faces were heavy.


    They don''t even have the qualification to get close to the remains of the saints, let alone compete.


    There were only two people who won the fruit of the holy way.


    Ye guchen and Huang Qianqiu, one for each.


    "It''s time to end this farce. Ben Sheng will lead the trend and unify the sword dynasty!"


    Jiankui slowly raised the compass in his hand, and a terrible soul wave was released.


    Vaguely, a black twist loomed in the void.


    "Well, that''s..."


    In ye guchen''s mind, Su Qingyu uttered a voice of surprise.