Chapter 1,232 Tomb of Ten Thousand Sword Souls

"Who is it?" 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 not a single human figure.

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, there was a surprised sound in 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, your Excellency? 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 speaking did not exist at all, and was just an imagination 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 pattern, which really surprised me. I almost found my aura, your divine... Is the pattern the legendary holographic divine pattern that can sense heaven and earth? "

The voice was weird, a bit joking, and gave people a feeling 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 people?" 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. 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? And you actually have four sword intentions at the same time, and you even have a spiritual sword intention, which really amazes 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 am waiting for a guy who has the power of reincarnation. As long as I take over this body and steal his soul, I can be reborn!"

Zhang's violent voice fell, and the void trembled slightly. Countless sword intentions appeared out of thin air and quickly condensed 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. Moreover, according to the other party's intention, he actually wanted to seize his body and borrow his body to be reborn.

"Who are you?" Nie Tian calmed down, looked at the human figure with a heavy gaze, and suddenly calmed down in his heart.

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 swallowed 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 me to do so. I fell here, leaving only a trace of my 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 saying that, 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 single-handedly killed tens of thousands of divine swordsmen. His strength during his lifetime was unimaginable.

Even if there is only a trace of Emperor Shitian's soul left now, Nie Tian cannot guess what his true combat power is.

The most troublesome thing now is that Emperor Shitian actually wants to swallow his soul and occupy his body!

"Boy, you met me. This is your destiny. You should be relieved to exchange your body of an ant 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 solemnly: "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, you can show such a terrible fighting spirit in front of me. You are a person of character. It's just a pity that the person you met is Emperor Shitian who killed the heaven and the earth!" Emperor Shitian laughed wildly, and the sword intent in his body surged out, turning into endless sword patterns, like an ocean, surging towards Nie Tian.

The moment the sword pattern ocean appeared, the world trembled, and the momentum of the world changed immediately. The space made a roar, like a groan under a powerful force.

"What a terrible momentum!" Everyone still felt the terrible breath of the sword pattern under the Nine Heavens Locking Heaven Sword Formation. The momentum of swallowing everything and annihilating everything was terrifying.

"The power of the sword pattern!" A sea of ​​sword patterns appeared in front of Nie Tian, ​​covering the sky and the earth, making his eyes condense, and the whole person trembled slightly.

But the next moment, he regained his calm, his body trembled, and a sea of ​​thunder appeared behind him. The Niyuan Youren made a move, and the power of the thunder god pattern merged into the sword intent. With one sword strike, a huge sword shadow appeared and blasted towards the sword pattern ocean.

The sword pattern is divine power, and only the thunder divine pattern, which is also divine power, can compete with it.

If Nie Tian uses the power of the Supreme Dragon Vein at this time, the Supreme Dragon Soul is very likely to be directly swallowed by the sword pattern ocean.

"Boom!" The thunder sword shadow soared into the sky, like a sharp blade, piercing into the sword pattern ocean.

At the same time, the meteor wings appeared behind Nie Tian, ​​and he rushed directly towards the sword pattern ocean.