The Heavenly Sword Emperor

"The method of mustard seed Naxumi!"

Tian Yang smiled slightly, and the next moment, he took out a light group directly from the space.

Although he only entered the Primordial Spirit Body, but with the power of the Primordial Spirit of the Holy Realm, he can still see that this wordless empty monument is special.

In particular, it is.

Here, it is not a space like the Wanxiang Tianxu, but a world with complete rules!

Because of the area, there are only dozens of small pavilions and the size of the gap in the middle, there are no 108,000 Mount Sumeru here.

The method of mustard seed Naxumi can also be easily performed!

Mustard seeds, extremely small things.

Xumi, here is the world.

This treasure house world of Zhentian Pagoda is supported by the wordless empty monument outside!

The treasures here may be very precious, but the most precious thing is the foundation of the sect of Xumi Temple. Even if it perishes, it is not spread out, the mustard seeds accept the method of Xumi!

"what!?"

Seeing this, the coarse cloth monk was instantly moved!

He thought that although Tian Yang didn't know what means to get in, he just took the treasure and left.

Unexpectedly, Tian Yang did not know where he was, and knew the mystery of this wordless empty monument!

He even directly took out the mustard seed Naxumi method hidden in the deepest part of the wordless empty monument!

"Tianyang benefactor, although I may not be able to defeat you, I still hope that you can give me a face..."

The coarse cloth monk could not maintain his previous calmness at the moment, his face gradually became solemn, and terrifying Buddha power bloomed around him!

Half a step, heaven! Compared with the Bodhi Buddha, it is even more powerful half-step heaven!

It is only a line away from the real heaven.

"I don't know you, why should I give you a face?"

Tian Yang smiled slightly and put the light group into his body.

If it is not unexpected, this rough cloth monk is the descendant of Xumi Temple, who has been destroyed!

Although I don't know why there are descendants in Xumi Temple but they didn't rebuild the sect, Tianyang didn't bother to care.

The most powerful holy law of Sumeru Temple is the way of the mustard seeds to accept Sumeru.

If Tian Yang wanted to take it away, as a descendant of Sumeru Temple, it was naturally impossible for Monk Kubu to watch Tian Yang take it away!

"In this case, the donor, offended!"

In an instant, the coarse cloth monk moved!

He was only at the beginning, and the Xumi Domain had not yet been opened. Tianyang only learned about Tianyang's strength in the battle with King Kong Buddha.

Although he is stronger than the King Kong Buddha, he is only at the level of the Great Sage of the Peak Earth Grade.

You are only a little bit away from Heaven!

In an instant, the terrifying Buddha power condensed into a giant golden fist, slaying fiercely towards Tianyang!

Both of them have the power of the primordial spirit condensed here. Therefore, the battle here is more dangerous than the battle in the outside world!

A little careless, there is the possibility of the destruction of the primordial spirit!

Even if only a part of it is destroyed, for the main body, it is also a great loss of vitality!

"Is there actually a power of primordial spirit that is close to the peak holy realm?"

Aware of the powerful primordial spirit power on the giant golden fist, Tian Yang showed a hint of surprise on his face. The primordial spirit power of some great saints is the first-level holy realm.

The Xuanyuan Family's Great Sage Leifa, Great Sage of Blood Slaughter, Great Sage of Blood Soul, are only the peak of the primary holy realm.

After all, if the primordial spirit is not sanctified, the primordial spirit does not need to be too focused on cultivation, and the power of the primordial spirit brought by the cultivation base is enough to use.

The power of the primordial spirit of Chilong Longsheng is only a middle-level holy realm, and Xuanyuan Kongming is only a middle-level holy realm, just like the holy image of Chilonglong.

In this way, there are very few people who can step into the high-level holy realm at the peak of the earth, but the coarse cloth monk is a half-step heaven.

Actually, there is the power of Yuanshen close to the level of the Holy Monarch!

"Although I will be injured a bit, I have tried my best to control my strength!"

The coarse cloth monk folded his hands together and said solemnly, "But sorry, the sacred law of my Xumi Temple cannot fall into the hands of others!"

"No need."

Looking at the giant fist so close at hand, Tian Yang smiled slightly, and the power of the terrifying primordial spirit erupted behind Tian Yang.

But in an instant, the giant golden fist was torn into pieces!

A holy monarch, even if he is a new sage, can easily crush the power of ten primordial spirits who are close to the holy monarch!

If the physical body fights, Tianyang will still be in some trouble, but what if the primordial spirits face each other?

Feel sorry.

seconds.

boom!

Tian Yang's Primordial Spirit power instantly condensed into a long sword, and slammed into the rough cloth monk!

The coarse cloth monk's pupils shrank, looking at Tian Yang's eyes, also full of incredible!

What did he see?

One, the true essence cultivation base is only the monk of the holy monarch.

The power of Yuanshen, actually.

Also a saint! ?

"Three yuan sanctified!!!"

The coarse cloth monk reacted in an instant, and with a loud roar, the power of the primordial spirit exploded, and instantly condensed into a giant shield!

The giant shield stood in front of Feijian, but it was still easily destroyed by Tianyang's sword of primordial spirit.

However, Tian Yang snapped his fingers.

Yuan mysticism, stabbing sword.

The rain of knives in the sky condensed behind Tian Yang, and at the same time, the Heavenly Firmament Sword also appeared in Tian Yang's hands.

The peak martial spirit of the holy grade is about equal to the great holy weapon.

Seeing this, the coarse cloth monk was completely desperate.

The opponent that I thought could be easily dealt with was a wild beast!

Not to mention that Tianyang and Tianxiao Sword are useless, even if it is the rain of stabbing knives that fills the sky, it is not something that only a coarse cloth monk with a high-level holy spirit can stop it.

"It seems that this sacred method of Sumeru is related to the donor."

With a long sigh, the rough monk raised his hands and surrendered.

In the face of absolute strength, it is useless to resist.

"If I can beat it, I have fate, but if I can't beat it, I have no fate?"

Tian Yang took a playful look at the coarse cloth monk and smiled.

Hearing this, the coarse cloth monk smiled bitterly, "It should be."

"But," the monk Kubu's face suddenly became serious, "I hope, the benefactor of Tianyang, don't spread my holy law of Xumi Temple easily!"

"Otherwise, I, the eight hundred and ninety-second generation descendant of Xumi Temple, Yongqing, will never let the donor go!"

The coarse cloth monk said loudly.

Hearing this, Tian Yang squinted his eyes, "Your words make me have the urge to kill you now."

"However, this is the land of Xumi Temple after all, so I'll spare you your presumptuousness this time."

Tian Yang smiled slightly, then dodged, and left the empty monument without words.

The mustard seed Naxumi holy method also formed a scroll in Tianyang's soul sea.

The foundation of the sect of Xumi Temple, the treasure of the sect, and the most powerful Dharma in one sand and one world.

Get it!

"Although I don't know what the hell this Sumeru Temple is, let me remind you."

"If you comprehend, your way of space is likely to condense the origin."

The voice of the vast Holy Spirit sounded, and Tian Yang smiled slightly when he heard the words, "That's natural."

Afterwards, Tian Yang flashed away and left the location of the Wordless Empty Monument.

Go towards the upper floors of Zhentian Tower.