Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Vol 12 Chapter 1232: Wan Jian Soul

"Who?" Nie Tian heard the sound above the sky, his eyes trembled, looked up, but only saw countless swords and light **** spinning, did not see a little shadow.

He did not think that there were still people in the inner space of Sanshengshi.

Wan Jian soul, this seems to be the name of this place.

"Hey!" At this time, there was a strange noise in the air, and then he just laughed and said: "I didn't expect that someone actually escaped from the nine-sword locks of the seat, which is a bit interesting."

Nie Tian's gaze was slightly condensed, and all the gods spread out, perceiving every subtle change in the space and saying: "Who is the lord, why bother to make a ghost, please show up."

Holographic gods, like countless invisible tentacles, perceive in space, but strangely, Nie Tian did not find any abnormalities, as if the person who spoke does not exist at all, just the imaginary in his mind.

"Oh!" Once again, the man was amazed and smirked: "The kid, you have such a powerful sense of the gods, it really surprised this seat. I almost found the deity of this seat, your god. Is it the legendary holographic pattern that can perceive the heavens and the earth?"

The sound is weird, with a bit of banter, giving a feeling of being above.

"Well?" Nie Tian slightly stunned, this person can actually say the four words of holographic gods, enough to show that his identity is extraordinary.

Holographic gods, this is still the old sword told Nie Tian, ​​this person also knows, is it an old monster hundreds of thousands of years ago?

"Who are you in the end? Are you hiding your head and not seeing people?" Nie Tian opened his mouth and tried to irritate the other side and let the other party show up.

"Oh, no!" But the man didn't seem to hear Nie Tian's words. Instead, he was surprised again and again. It was a weird laughter. He said, "The kid, this seat is very curious now. Who are you? You should be just a plane." The warriors of the world, why are there gods in the body? And you have four kinds of swords at the same time, and even a kind of spiritual sword, which really makes this seat amazing."

Nie Tian brows up, the other party is very powerful, can actually see the sword and the gods in his body, who is this guy?

"Well?" However, the next moment, the more shocking sounds, even a silent silence, seems to be in shock.

"Ha ha ha, hahahaha!" After a while, the air suddenly burst into excitement and laughed loudly. "I didn't expect it, my emperor was trapped in the sword of hundreds of thousands of years, actually let I am waiting for a guy who has the power to reincarnate. As long as I occupy this body and take his soul, I will be born again!"

The violent voice fell, and the void trembled slightly. It turned out to be countless swords out of thin air, and quickly condensed into a human form.

"Well?" Nie Tianshuang sighed slightly, it seems that the other party even saw him reincarnation, and listened to the other party's meaning, actually wants to take his body and borrow weight.

"Who are you?" Nie Tian calmed down, looking at the human form, his eyes, and his mind suddenly calmed down.

At this time, Nie Tian discovered that this person was actually formed by the sword pattern, and the body released a very horrible sword-like breath, like a sword-like abyss, releasing the wild momentum that swallowed everything.

"Kid, look at the person you are going to die, this seat will tell you something." The emperor whispered a smile, his mouth twitched with a cold smile, said: "This seat is called the emperor Shi Tian, ​​the front of your eyes The soul of the sword is the masterpiece of this seat. All the fallen swords here are dead in the hands of this seat."

"This seat is intended to cast the body of the saints with the soul of the sword, and board the holy road. Unfortunately, after all, it is still a step. God does not allow it, let me fall here, leaving only a skeleton."

"But now, you are here, everything is different. You will be the beginning of the Holy Foot once again! Hahaha!"

After the talk, the emperor Shi Tian could not help but laugh and laugh, the whole person became distorted, and the emptiness of the sword in the void.

Nie Tian can't help but blink, and she already understands a few points.

Emperor Shitian was once the peak of the gods. In order to climb the saints, he killed 10,000 ancient swordsmen. He hoped to use his swordsmanship to set foot on the holy road. Unfortunately, he finally died and he died here.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat on the back of Nie Tianji came out.

There are tens of thousands of kendo inheritance here, and the tens of thousands of swordsmen behind them are all killed by the emperor.

This person can kill so many swords for his own selfish desires, and the poison of his heart can be seen.

The swordsmen who left the kendo inheritance are most likely to be the swordsmen of the gods. The emperor released the tens of thousands of swords of the gods with his own power. His strength was unimaginable.

Even if there is only one remnant of the soul left in the emperor's day, Nie Tian can't speculate.

The most troublesome thing now is that the emperor wants to devour his soul and occupy his body!

"Kid, you are in this seat, this is destined to be the soul of your ants, in exchange for the holy road of the seat, you should be pleased." The emperor released a little calm down, his eyes released Ling Xiao Han Mang, killing is stunned.

"Hit is doomed?" Nie Tian also calmed down and said: "I just want to say, I never believe in life, just believe in myself!"

The fate of these four words may make others desperate, but for Nie Tian, ​​there is no meaning at all. He only believes in himself and does not believe in the sky!

"Good boy, in front of this seat, actually can show such terrible warfare, you are a personal thing. It is a pity that the person you meet is the emperor of the heavens!" The whole body of the sword is surging, but it is turned into an endless sword pattern, like the ocean, and it is surging toward Nie Tian.

At the moment when the sword-grain ocean appeared, the heavens and the earth were trembled, and the power of heaven and earth changed immediately. The space made a roar, as if it were sent under powerful power.

"It’s terrible momentum!" Under the nine-day lock-up swordsmanship, everyone still feels the terrible smell of swords, the kind of momentum that devours everything and annihilates everything. It is shocking.

"The power of the sword!" Nie Tian appeared in front of the sword-grain ocean, covering the sky, so that his eyes could not help but condense, the whole person shivered slightly.

But in the next moment, he recovered his calmness, his body trembled, and there was a thunder sea behind him. The anti-Yuan slashed his hand, and the power of the Thunder's magical pattern merged into the sword, and a sword hit, a giant sword appeared, facing The sword-grain ocean smashed the past.

The sword pattern is the power of the gods, and only the thunder and gods that are also the gods can compete.

If Nie Tian uses the power of the Supreme Dragon Pulse at this time, the Supreme Dragon Soul is likely to be swallowed up directly by the Swordfish Ocean.

"Boom!" Thunder swords skyrocketed, like a sharp edge, C into the sword in the ocean.

At the same moment, Nie Tian appeared behind the wing of the meteor, and actually rushed to the past directly to the sword-grain ocean.