Chapter 373

"Hum! Chief Yan Ming, how are you going to mention the human boy?" the emperor stared at Yan Ming coldly.

"You have lost the great treasure of Emperor Ming. If you have the treasure, you can use the thing in my hand to trigger the projection of Emperor Ming. Who can defeat you then?"

"It's all your fault!" said the emperor, and his voice became excited.

Yin Ming's face was ugly. He quickly bowed down and said, "emperor, I will recover the treasure. Please rest assured!"

The emperor of the underworld controls countless underworld areas. Even the zhenhun family is nothing in front of the emperor of the underworld. At the moment, when he is angry with the emperor of the underworld, he is afraid to go out!

"Hum! What are you doing here now that you have found the boy's breath? Wait for me to treat you to a big meal? Get out!" the emperor shouted violently.

Yan Ming hurried to lead the zhenhun family to leave, and didn't dare to stay at all.

The Ming clan was shocked by the appearance of the blood Ming clan, and so was the demon clan and domain master 81 city!

The demon clan began to shrink its strength and withdraw from the chaotic God sea area, while the domain master 81 city took a wait-and-see attitude. After all, it's a good thing for mankind that so many strong people have been destroyed by the Ming clan.

Tianchen, who closed the door to refine spiritual tools, didn't know this. In the past month, it has been more than eight years in the heaven and earth tower, but it took so long to refine two kinds of spiritual materials. The dust given by Xiaoqian didn't begin to change until now.

For more than eight years, Tianchen only broke through the third level of the holy land of spirit in the refining tool, which made Tianchen a little unhappy. If he concentrated on refining the spirit of the dark god for so long, he must have reached the fourth level of the holy land of spirit!

After all, after killing so many demons, I'm not far from the third level of the holy land of the spirit. Now it's past, but I'm the third level of the holy land of the spirit.

Gradually, the two kinds of spiritual materials began to merge, and the dust began to merge into them. In the past, I don't know how long, with the refined cold soul stone, the four kinds of spiritual materials finally merged perfectly, and the rest was condensed into a familiar emperor's nine swords.

The two main materials, Xueming meteorite iron and Lieyang spirit iron, are in large quantities. Tianchen believes that he will be able to refine enough imperial swords. At that time, it is likely to be disciple Wan Jian!

With the appearance of a sharp sword as thin as a cicada's wing, the depression of Tianchen over the years finally disappeared.

"Refining? It's much faster than I thought!" Xiaoqian was surprised to see more and more sharp swords floating in front of Tianchen. He was surprised and said, "refining has been successful in more than eight years. The outside world has only been in the past month, which is quite fast!"

Whoosh

The light of the sword without handle danced around the sky, and the frightening breath came out from the sword, which shook the air faintly.

"Thirteen thousand swords, but they haven't stopped!" as time went by, Xiao Qian's face became more and more happy. He didn't expect that Tianchen could refine tens of thousands of swords!

However, Xiaoqian has found that Tianchen seems to be able to control only 10000 swords. The rest fall on the sacred mountain and can't fly at all.

The purpose of closing the sky seems to have not been able to perceive these, but there are still a lot of remaining spiritual materials, which should be able to refine two thousand or three thousand handles. But the emperor did not continue to refine the emperor's sword. Instead, he moved his mind to make the essence of the spiritual material into two soft and long swords with poor appearance.

With the two swords flying out, Tianchen finally opened his eyes and met Xiaoqian's surprised eyes.

Tianchen was stunned. "Xiaoqian, what's the matter?"

Xiaoqian pointed to the last two swords, "semi artifact!"

"Those 13000 handles are all top-grade imperial weapons, but these two handles are semi divine weapons!" Xiaoqian said in consternation.

Usually, the emperor's ware refers to the inferior emperor's ware. On top of it, there are also the middle grade and the top grade emperor's ware.

Tianchen shrugged indifferently, "give these two swords to Bei Lingxue and Li Xueyan. When they wake up, you give them. I can't stand it. Go out first."

Then Tianchen took all the emperor's swords and couldn't wait to leave the heaven and Earth Tower!

After staying in the heaven and earth tower for more than eight years, the sky was almost suffocated. As soon as it came out, it rose into the sky and flew freely in the sky.

For a long time, Tianchen slowed down comfortably, turned his head and looked into the distance, "since he came, why don't you dare to show up? Afraid?"

"Hum! Boy, who are we afraid of if there is no one to protect you?" Yan Ming stepped into the air, and behind him, nine strong men of the Ninth level of the Holy Land lined up, shaking the spirit of the nether world violently.

Last time, Wu Yi protected Tianchen and drove back the people of zhenhun family. This time, Yin Ming believed that Tianchen would die!

Tianchen smiled and looked at the 3000 disciples' swords in the portable space and the whole 10000 swords in the Ruyi wanjian box. That is the limit of the Ruyi wanjian box and the limit of his own control. However, it is enough!

All swords are top-grade imperial weapons. The power contained in each handle is far beyond the previous emperor's nine swords. If all swords come out together, Tianchen would like to know this effect!

"It's the right time for you to come. Let me try the sword!" Tianchen said with a smile, and then he waved his hand. Suddenly, the spirit of the nether world within hundreds of miles around shook away, and countless sword lights suddenly lit up in front of Tianchen.

With the appearance of those sword lights, the vast sword meaning also surged up. At this moment, Yan Ming only felt his scalp numb and inexplicable fear in his heart!

Cold and hot, the two extreme smells were perfectly integrated in those sword lights, which was very strange, but where the sword light passed, the subtle space cracks were drawn out, which made the ten people of Yan Ming pale.

"Don't hurry to escape, play first!" Tianchen smiled, the voice fell, and the emperor's ten thousand swords finally roared out!

In an instant, countless sword lights converged into a torrent, and the ten people of Yan Ming were shrouded in a flash. The harsh sound of sonic boom and the screams of the ten people were all over the world.

"Run away, these swords are too strange!" Yan Ming's panicked voice sounded, and the sky could clearly see that Yan Ming's body had been illusory. As long as he was attacked for a moment, he would die!

However, the strong man of the Ninth level of the holy land of spirit wanted to escape, and the sky couldn't stop him. He had to watch the body of ten people disappear into the sea silently and disappear immediately.

Seeing ten people escape, Tianchen shrugged his shoulders. All ten people are the existence of the Ninth level of the holy land. They used to force themselves to escape, but now they are easily driven away by themselves. It has been a reversal!

"These swords are really powerful. Hey hey, master, are you satisfied?" Xiao Qian's body emerged and said with a smile.

Tianchen nodded with a smile on his face. "I'm very satisfied, but I'm not interested in the Ming clan. It's more appropriate to find the demon clan. At the right time, it's time to take back my emperor's nine swords."

With that, Tianchen's eyes moved to the south. With the help of the soul mark left at the beginning, Tianchen can clearly feel that those strong people in the holy land of Luo family are far away in the south!

Although the direction is opposite to the domain master 81 city you want to go to, it shouldn't take long.

Just about to leave, suddenly, a palpitating cold breath appeared, and the hoarse laughter also came: "Jie Jie, the third level cultivation of lingshengjing actually drove away those idiots. I have some skills. I want your sword!"