When it comes to the place where swords are buried, the Colorful Exquisite Tower cannot be mentioned.
The Colorful Exquisite Tower is divided into seven floors, and each floor has treasures corresponding to its own realm.
There are five levels in total, from refining Qi to becoming a saint, and the Colorful Exquisite Tower has also opened up five levels.
This colorful exquisite tower can be said to be the most precious treasure in Xuantian Continent.
Some of the treasures and cultivation resources in the tower were collected bit by bit by Yang Tian himself during his three hundred years in Xuantian Continent, while others were collected by Yang Tian's master.
His master's name is Wu Shi Immortal Emperor, and this name was only known to Yang Tian after he entered the realm of Immortal Emperor.
When he traveled to Xuantian Continent, he met his unattractive master Wu Shi.
At that time, Wu Shi Ke did not have the demeanor of a strong man. He was dressed in dirty clothes and looked like an ordinary old man in the market.
Yang Tian didn't know how powerful this bastard was at the beginning. When he first arrived in Xuantian Continent, he was rescued by this old man, and the two of them depended on each other for their lives.
This old man is extremely lazy, and he leaves Yang Tian to take care of him when he eats, drinks, poops, and sleeps.
Yang Tian had no complaints about this, after all, he gave him his life.
When Yang Tian had worked hard to take care of the old man for three years, one day suddenly the old bastard got crazy and told Yang Tian that he was a master and that he had never accepted a disciple in his life because he wanted to be a disciple in Xuantian on a whim.
The mainland left some orthodoxy, so it took Yang Tian a test for three years before he wanted to accept him as his apprentice.
For this reason, Yang Tian thought that his brain was damaged due to fever, so he ran around seeking medical advice for him.
The old man repeatedly explained that he was not sick, but Yang Tian did not believe it.
Because in the past three years, they, the old and the young, had been bullied miserably, and the old man never took action.
As a result, when the old bastard saw that Yang Tian didn't believe it, he used it casually, and suddenly the world collapsed and everyone thought it was the end of the world.
Only then did Yang Tian know that there were powerful immortals in that world.
The specific realm of Wu Shi was not told to Yang Tian. In his words, you can't reach my realm anyway, so it would be in vain.
This sentence inspired Yang Tian to transform from a little person to the Potian Immortal Emperor whom all races surrendered to.
The old man didn't pay much attention to it. Yang Tian kowtowed three times, and the apprenticeship ceremony was complete.
Then, Yang Tian originally thought that his spring was coming. After all, a master who could make the world collapse would be his master. He must be walking sideways.
However, what disappointed him was that this old bastard only gave him one skill, a small tower.
The most annoying thing is that the tower cannot be opened at will. It can only be opened when it reaches the corresponding level.
Immediately afterwards, the old bastard said that he had completed the task, and then ran away without a trace.
What followed was that he climbed from the lowest level, experienced countless hardships, and wandered between life and death.
When he didn't encounter any difficulties, he would inevitably curse his unreliable master.
After all, the other apprentices are the master's pet peeves. Although they are not so much that they might melt if they are held in their mouths, they will still protect them at least.
Fortunately for him, he became a hands-off shopkeeper and disappeared, adopting a stocking mode.
In the Xuantian Continent for three hundred years, he went from weak to strong step by step, and when he finally reached the level of the Po Tian Immortal Emperor, he still never saw his master again.
Although even if he reaches the level of Po Tian Immortal Emperor, he still has to curse that old bastard, but he misses him more.
Until he reversed the laws of heaven and earth and returned to this world, the Immortal Emperor Wushi did not appear. This was also one of his biggest regrets in Xuantian Continent.
Getting back to the subject, the sword burial place on the fifth level of Xuantian Continent was naturally not collected by Yang Tian, but by that old bastard Wu Shi.
He spent nearly ten thousand years collecting all the famous abandoned fairy swords in Xuantian Continent.
Now after thousands of years of rest, it’s time for these fairy swords to see the light of day again.
Each of these fairy swords has a spirit, and each one has its own sword intention.
With Yang Tian's current cultivation level, he cannot control these tens of millions of fairy swords.
Even so, he can still control ten thousand fairy swords easily, and these ten thousand fairy swords are enough to kill the four people in front of him.
Yang Tian squeezed the sword formula with his hand, took a deep breath, and then shouted softly with cold eyes: "Ten thousand swords return to their positions!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ten thousand fairy swords flew out from the colorful exquisite tower in a steady stream.
When these ten thousand swords were revealed to the light of day, each sword chirped happily, just like an excited child.
Led by Immortal Sword Zhu Xian, who had restored 90% of his power, ten thousand Immortal Swords surrounded the four powerful Heavenly Emperors.
Everyone was stunned.
"Oh my god, what a magical trick."
The three Heavenly Lords were completely convinced by Yang Tian. With so many immortal swords, they could crush those people into pieces in an instant.
"Lingshan, no matter what, don't make enemies with young people."
The second elder said this with shock in his eyes.
And Xiyao's clear eyes began to show admiration.
To her, Yang Tian was like a mystery that kept surprising people.
She couldn't help but feel lucky again that three months ago, she was kind enough to save the boy whose face was charred and almost silent.
When ten thousand various powerful fairy swords were suspended in the void, the sword tips were pointed at Yao Fan and others at 360 degrees without blind angle.
Several people were all frightened, trembling and afraid to move.
Ten Thousand Immortal Swords alone had frightened them out of their courage with their powerful sword intent, and they were unable to resist at all.
The Medicine God's face twisted and he roared: "How is that possible? Where did you get so many fairy swords from?"
He has extraordinary eyesight, and he can naturally tell at a glance that these ten thousand swords are each one of the best swords. If they were placed in the monastic world, they would definitely be fought over and broken.
However, when he arrived at Yang Tian's place, he actually took out so much at once.
I have never seen such cheating.
Yang Tian sneered when he heard this. These bumpkins he met every time, there are tens of millions of immortal swords in the sword burial place. If they are all activated, they can fight with immortals.
These are only 10,000 swords, which is just a drop in the bucket of the land where swords are buried.
He raised his eyelids slightly and said indifferently: "Now, who do you think is surrounding whom?"
Several people's faces were full of fear. Even the ferocious beast, the dragon, whose scales had strong defense, were trembling with fear.
The power of the fairy sword is definitely beyond their ability to resist.
What the young man said that he was invincible among the Heavenly Emperors was really not just talk. Even if four more Heavenly Emperors came, they would all die today.
Yao Fan said fearfully: "Master Yang Tian has something to say, let's sit down and talk slowly first, but don't make any move to hurt the harmony."
Yang Tian laughed at a word.
"Has the harmony been hurt? Do we still have harmony at all? Weren't you four emperors crazy just now? Why are you so cowarded now?"
After hearing this, Yao Fan's face turned pale and green, but he did not dare to say a word.
Shui Tianze trembled all over and said in fear: "Master Yang Tian, we surrender. From now on, the two secret realms will obey your orders. Please show your noble hand."
"Sorry, I don't accept surrender!"
The young man smiled coldly. These people are all old-fashioned and white-eyed wolves. They will definitely bite their master in the end.
Yang Tian didn't have the intention to subdue him.
He changed the sword formula in his hand, smiled and said: "So, you can only die."
In an instant, the ten thousand swords emitted terrifying power.
"kill!"
When Yang Tianqing shouted out this word, ten thousand fairy swords violently crushed several people.
The void collapsed in the field, the sky and the earth turned pale, and several people were wailing in the sword formation.
The ten thousand immortal swords continued to strangle, and the three Lingshan Tianzun who were outside the battle all felt numb.
After a while, Yang Tian shouted softly: "Take it."
The fairy sword has returned to the sword burial place on the fifth floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower.
But where the battle just occurred, only clouds of blood mist were left.
They were all crushed into powder by the fairy sword, and even their souls did not escape.
In the field, the three elders stared at this scene dumbfounded and turned to stone.
It took them a long time to react. They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
"Four masters in the Heavenly Emperor realm died like this?"
Until now, they still can't believe it.
Yang Tian fell from the sky and walked towards Xiyao, who was also stunned and her jaw was about to dislocate.
He gently closed the other party's seductive little mouth, and then asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you stunned?" (To be continued)
