"Who is that person?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled when he heard the voice from high in the sky. He looked up, but he only saw countless sword-intended light balls spinning around, and no one could be seen.
He did not expect that there were still people existing in the inner space of Sansheng Stone.
Tomb of Ten Thousand Sword Souls, this seems to be the name of this place.
"Hey!" At this time, a voice of surprise came from the air, and then he laughed and said: "I didn't expect that someone actually escaped from my Nine Swords Locking Heaven Formation. It's a bit interesting."
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and all his consciousness spread out, carefully sensing every subtle change in the space, and said: "Who are you, sir? Why do you need to pretend to be a ghost? Please show up and see me."
The holographic divine patterns were felt in the space like countless invisible tentacles, but strangely, Nie Tian did not notice any abnormalities, as if the person who spoke did not exist at all, and was just an assumption in his mind.
"Eh!" Once again, the man was surprised and said with a strange smile: "Boy, you actually have such a powerful sensory divine mark, which really surprised me. I almost found my aura, your divine aura.
Is the pattern the legendary holographic divine pattern that can sense heaven and earth?"
The voice is weird, a bit joking, and gives people a sense of superiority.
"Huh?" Nie Tian was slightly startled. This person could actually say the four words "holographic divine pattern", which is enough to show that his identity is extraordinary.
The holographic divine pattern was what Jian Lao told Nie Tian. This man also knew about it. Could it be that he was also an old monster from hundreds of thousands of years ago?
"Who are you? Are you hiding your head and showing your tail? Don't you dare to see others?" Nie Tian spoke in a low voice, trying to provoke the other person and make him show up.
"Eh, that's not right!" But the man didn't seem to hear Nie Tian's words. Instead, he was surprised again and again, and then he laughed weirdly and said: "Boy, I am very curious now, who are you? You should be from the plane.
Why do warriors in this world have divine patterns in their bodies? Moreover, you actually have four sword intentions at the same time, and even a spiritual sword intention, which really astonishes me."
Nie Tian frowned. The opponent was so powerful that he could actually see the sword intent and divine patterns in his body. Who was this guy?
"Huh?" However, the next moment, an even more shocked voice sounded, followed by a period of silence, as if he was in shock.
"Hahaha, hahahaha!" A moment later, excited laughter suddenly came from the air, and he shouted loudly: "I didn't expect that my Emperor Shitian, who had been trapped in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Sword Souls for hundreds of thousands of years, actually let
I have waited for a guy who has the power of reincarnation. As long as I occupy this body and seize his soul, I can be reborn!"
After Zhang's violent voice fell, the void trembled slightly, and countless sword intentions appeared out of thin air, quickly condensing into a human-shaped shadow.
"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the other party had even seen that he had been reincarnated, and according to the other party's intention, he actually wanted to seize his body and borrow his reincarnation.
"Who are you?" Nie Tian calmed down and looked at the human figure with a heavy gaze, and his heart suddenly calmed down.
At this time, Nie Tian discovered that this person was actually made of sword patterns, and his body released an extremely terrifying sword intent aura, like an abyss of sword intent, releasing a wild aura that devoured everything.
"Boy, since you are about to die, I will tell you something." Di Shitian smiled faintly, with a cold smile on his lips, and said: "My name is Di Shitian, and everything in front of you is
The Sword Soul Tomb is my masterpiece, and all the fallen swordsmen here died at my hands."
"I originally wanted to use the soul of ten thousand swords to forge the body of a saint and ascend to the holy path. Unfortunately, I was still one step short. God did not allow it and allowed me to fall here, leaving only a ray of residual soul."
"But now that you are here, everything is different. You will be the beginning of my journey to the holy path again! Hahaha!"
After finishing speaking, Emperor Shitian couldn't help laughing wildly, his whole body became ferocious and twisted, and the terrifying aura of sword intent surged in the void.
Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he understood something in his heart.
Emperor Shitian was once a powerful man at the peak of the divine realm. In order to ascend the path of the saint, he killed 10,000 ancient swordsmen, hoping to use their sword souls to set foot on the path of the saint. Unfortunately, he failed in the end and died here.
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Nie Tian's spine.
There are tens of thousands of swordsmen here, and the tens of thousands of swordsmen behind them were all killed by Emperor Shitian.
This man killed so many swordsmen for his own selfish desires, and the poison in his heart is evident.
The swordsmen who left behind the inheritance of swordsmanship are most likely to be divine swordsmen. Emperor Shitian killed tens of thousands of divine swordsmen with his own power. His strength during his lifetime was unimaginable.
Even if Emperor Shitian only has a remnant soul left now, Nie Tian cannot guess what his true combat power is.
But the most troublesome thing now is that Emperor Shaktian actually wants to devour his soul and occupy his body!
"Boy, you met me. This is your destiny. You should be relieved to exchange your ant body for my path to the Holy Path." Emperor Shitian calmed down a little, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
Cold light, murderous intent.
"Destined?" Nie Tian also calmed down and said seriously: "I just want to say that I never believe in fate, only myself!"
These four words "fate" may make others despair, but for Nie Tian, they have no meaning. He only believes in himself and not in heaven!
"Good boy, in front of me, you can still show such a terrifying fighting spirit. You are considered a person. It's a pity that the person you met is Emperor Shitian who killed the sky and the earth!" Emperor Shitian smiled arrogantly.
, the sword intent surged out from the whole body, turning into endless sword patterns, like an ocean, surging towards Nie Tian crazily.
The moment the sword pattern ocean appeared, the heaven and earth trembled, and the momentum of the heaven and earth changed immediately, and the space roared, like a groan under powerful force.
"What a terrifying aura!" Everyone under the Nine Heavens Locking Heaven Sword Formation still felt the terrifying aura of the sword pattern. The aura that swallowed everything and annihilated everything was horrifying.
"The power of sword patterns!" A sea of sword patterns appeared in front of Nie Tian, overwhelming him, causing his eyes to freeze and his whole person to tremble slightly.
But in the next moment, he regained his composure, his body trembled, and a sea of thunder appeared behind him. The Niyuan Nether Blade took action, and the power of the thunder divine pattern was integrated into the sword intention. With one strike of the sword, a huge sword shadow appeared, heading towards
The sword-patterned ocean blasted past.
The sword pattern is a divine power, and only the thunder divine pattern, which is also a divine power, can compete with it.
If Nie Tian used the power of the Supreme Dragon Vein at this time, the Supreme Dragon Soul would most likely be swallowed directly by the sword pattern ocean.
"Boom!" The thunder sword shadow rose into the sky, like a sharp blade, inserting into the sea of sword patterns.
At the same moment, meteor wings appeared behind Nie Tian and charged directly towards the sea of sword patterns.