When the powerful man from Beihan Palace saw that Yang Tian refused to hand over the rare treasure of the Immortal Dragon Ancestral Land, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted softly: "Based on your strength, do you think you can protect the Immortal Dragon Ancestral Land?"
Is it a rare treasure? You are not qualified to get your hands on that kind of thing."
He stretched out his sword finger, gathered tens of thousands of sharp sword energy, and rushed towards Yang Tian without hesitation.
The terrifying power of the sword energy shook the heavens and the earth, easily tearing apart all the void around it.
Yang Tian's expression changed, and he directly activated the Heavenly Sword Technique to compete with him.
The whole body's power was fully mobilized, without any reservation.
Billions of golden sword lights condensed in an instant and slew down the sect master of Beihan Palace.
"kill!"
The sword techniques collided with each other in the void. Although Yang Tian used all his strength this time, when these sword techniques came within ten feet of the Beihan Palace Sect Master, they were all instantly frozen and stayed in the void, unable to move at all.
However, the tens of thousands of sharp sword energy he had gathered were not damaged at all, and they were directed towards Yang Tian to kill him.
"The Heaven Refining Pot!"
Yang Tian shouted angrily, and finally urged the black ancient pot in his hand to compete with it.
The ancient pot hung in the sky, and a monstrous black light emitted from the whole body. The word "swallowing the sky" came out of Yang Tian's mouth. He squeezed the seal with his hand and swallowed all the tens of thousands of sharp sword energy that would kill into the pot.
"Um?"
When the Beihan Palace Sect Leader saw this Heaven Refining Pot, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He was a little surprised, stared at Yang Tian and said coldly: "I didn't expect that I really underestimate you, an ant. You can hold such powerful ancient artifacts, but even so, what? Your cultivation level
He is so weak that even if he possesses such terrifying ancient artifacts, he will still die in the end. The only difference is that he has a few more moves in his hands."
He was calm and composed, not afraid even when facing the Heavenly Refining Pot.
"Really? I said that I would let you shed a layer of skin, but it was more than just words."
There was a chill on Yang Tian's pale face, and he activated the Heaven Refining Pot to float in the sky.
"If you say what you say, follow the rules and be imprisoned!"
He used his third magical power again to imprison the Northern Han Palace Sect Master, and then activated the Heaven Refining Pot to suppress him.
If it succeeds, then the Beihan Palace Sect Master will definitely die even if he is reincarnated for three tribulations.
However, it is too difficult to imprison a strong person who has surpassed six or seven realms of his.
The majestic power of heaven emerged and imprisoned the sect master of Beihan Palace.
He seemed to be aware of it, and began to resist with all his strength. His movements were only a little slow, but he was not completely restrained.
During the opponent's resistance, Yang Tian's backlash from heaven intensified. Although Taishi's Immortal Body and Tianji Nine Soul Techniques were activated to the extreme, cracks continued to appear on his body and blood gushed out, covering his body.
Clothes soaked.
"Suppress me!"
Yang Tian's face was ferocious, with cracks appearing, and a wisp of blood poured into his eyes, turning his eyes into a strange blood red.
He tried his best to activate the Heaven Refining Pot, and regardless of his own injuries, he began to crush the Beihan Palace Sect Master down.
Beihan Gong's expression finally changed. It lost the contempt before and became serious.
He raised his head and saw the lid of the Heaven Refining Pot open, and the terrifying and boundless suction force wanted to suck him into it.
He felt the breath of death from the Heaven Refining Pot, which made him slightly uneasy.
After so many years, he had almost forgotten what the breath of death was like, and the young man in front of him, who was only in the middle stage of death, made him feel this feeling again.
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
The leader of Beihan Palace shouted angrily, with him as the center, the void froze.
Thick frost formed on the black Heaven Refining Pot, and the devouring power was weakened by several points.
However, under Yang Tian's restraint, his movements were slow, and the Heaven Refining Pot still suppressed him.
In the face of the boundless and powerful devouring force, the Beihan Palace Sect Master felt that his vitality and immortal essence were quickly devoured and plundered.
His eyes were filled with horror. Although the Heavenly Refining Pot was frozen, it was still an ancient artifact belonging to an ancient monster. Even if its power was somewhat compromised, it was not comparable to ordinary ancient artifacts.
The Heaven Refining Pot is still suppressed. As long as he can suppress the Northern Han Palace, even if he has shocking means, he will not be able to make any waves.
In this contest, Yang Tian tried his best, vowing to make the Beihan Palace Sect Leader shed a layer of his skin and even kill him.
The face of the sect master of Beihan Palace became ugly, and the Heavenly Refining Pot was getting closer and closer. He did not dare to delay any longer. The power in his body gathered together to resist the devouring power, and at the same time, he also began to break the imprisonment around him.
"Break it for me!"
He roared angrily, and regardless of losses, terrifying power burst out, directly shattering the surrounding heavenly restraints.
The magic power of speaking out was broken, and Yang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. The cracks on his body intensified again, and his entire body almost collapsed. The four divine souls also suffered varying degrees of damage.
Taishi's immortal body activated, and a faint light enveloped the whole body, gradually repairing the injuries.
But now the situation is over.
The leader of Beihan Palace was also a ruthless person. He lost an arm at a critical moment and escaped from the suppression of the Heavenly Refining Pot.
At this moment, his face became increasingly gloomy, his eyes staring at Yang Tian, full of murderous intent.
"Boy, I have to say that I am really impressed by your skills. But unfortunately, you are only cultivating in the realm of death. You have the ability to reach the sky, but you can't suppress me."
The corners of Yang Tian's mouth were a little bitter.
Naturally, he also knew this. The only chance had passed, and then he would be like the fish on the chopping board.
He was exhausted and seriously injured, so why should he fight with this powerful man from the Three Tribulations of Reincarnation?
To make the opponent lose an arm and swallow one-tenth of his vitality and immortality is the limit of what Yang Tian can do.
"You have a lot of trump cards. If your strength were one or two levels higher, maybe I might really capsize in the gutter, but I won't give you any chance, so you can only die. This ancient piece of yours
The vessel, I accepted it with a smile."
When the sect leader of Beihan Palace looked at the Heaven Refining Pot in the sky, there was fanaticism on his face.
If this kind of ancient artifact falls into his hands, will it directly be able to fight the fourth or even fifth calamity of reincarnation?
This thing must be obtained.
When he looked at Yang Tian again, murderous intent emerged on his face, and he once again gathered a ray of sword energy and shot down towards Yang Tian.
But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tian.
This man is wearing a white monk's robe, looks old and charitable, has white eyebrows and a white beard.
The aura around him is restrained, but he can still sense that his strength must be extremely powerful.
When this ray of sword energy rushed down, the old man in white monk robes just chanted a Buddhist name.
"Amitabha!"
The sword energy approached three feet from his face and suddenly stopped, unable to make any further progress.
Yang Tiandou didn't even see him take action, and directly intercepted the full-strength attack of this powerful man from the Three Tribulations of Reincarnation.
There was a look of shock and disbelief on his face.
Could it be that this person is Xuan Kong's master? This Northern Territory is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. From now on, if this person takes action, his strength may not be inferior to Wu Shi's.
Not only Yang Tian, but also the leader of the Beihan Palace opposite was also shocked. Facing the old man in white monk robes, his back felt a little cold, his eyes were fearful, he stepped back a few steps and spoke with a cold voice.
Said: "Who are you? This matter is my Beihan Palace matter, you want to interfere?"
The old man in white robes had not yet responded, but a young figure stumbled up to Yang Tian.
He didn't care that he was covered in blood, with a look of urgency on his face. When he saw Yang Tian seriously injured on the ground, he rushed forward and asked: "Brother Yang Tian, are you okay?"
Yang Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said: "It's okay, but if you were later, I'm afraid you would have to collect the body for me."
The young man Xuankong shook his head and said quickly: "No, my master's cultivation is terrifying. No one in the Northern Territory can be his opponent. Even the leader of Beihan Palace, the Three Tribulations of Samsara, is not enough. You
It will be fine."
When he heard this, Yang Tian also looked at the back of the old man in white monk robes.
He still couldn't detect any aura from the other party, so he asked Xuan Kong with some doubts.
"What level has your master's cultivation level reached?"
