C180 The primordial spirit of the divine vault cultivator

Name:The Emperor Of The World Author:
"Ding!"

The moment Jian Yun touched the Emperor Sword, the entire place became deathly silent, and everyone could hear the sound of their hearts beating intensely.

This was especially true for Jian Yun. His heartbeat was very fast, and his heart had always been strong due to his strong physique.

"Buzz!"

When Jian Yun's fingers touched the sword blade, the Emperor Sword that was originally standing motionlessly, trembled slightly!

"Great Emperor Sword, please follow me out. We will fight in all directions and kill until our All Clans trembles!" Jian Yun was a little crazy, he thought that this was a reply from the Emperor Sword.

"Hmph, and your All Clans is also trembling, overestimating yourself!" In the crowd, a cultivator that did not belong to the Human Clan coldly spoke.

This person was right. If he felt that possessing a Monarch Artifact was enough to look down on everyone in the world for battling, then it could mean that there would be nothing left of him the next day.

"En!" Jian Yun seemed to have heard the words, he immediately turned and stared straight at the cultivator.

"Pfft!" A formless wave of killing intent forced its way out. The body of the Young Cultivator in human form from an unknown race exploded and died!

This was the difference in level. A difference of one great realm was enough for Jian Yun to kill with his aura!

"This!" No one would have thought that Jian Yun would kill a cultivator from a different clan just because of this sentence.

Immediately, all of the cultivators surrounding the person who was killed distanced themselves for a few dozen meters, afraid that they would be wiped out by Jian Yun as companions.

However, after that cultivator died, his corpse turned back into its original form, revealing his true identity.

"This is a cultivator from Heavenly Hound Clan. His aptitude is not bad and he can even take human form. What a pity, he actually dares to provoke a supreme elder." Some felt pity. It was a pity that it died in vain.

However, this was the world of cultivators. Killing people without even saying a word was far too common!

In fact, while walking on the street, it might be because you are more handsome than someone, but the other party is taller than you.

To whom?

In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, there was very little pity. Chivalry rarely appeared here.

"Ai!" Dian Feng looked at the corpse, and shook his head, the cultivators of Heavenly Hound Clan were too impatient.

Although everyone was cursing the Ancient Sword City Master in their hearts, no one would actually say it out loud. Intelligent people would not do such a thing, so this cultivator with Heavenly Hound Clan was likely to also be a favored child of heaven, thus his personality was a bit too conceited.

However, this arrogance had caused it to lose its life.

"Is there anyone else who is unconvinced?!" Jian Yun looked at the crowd, glanced at the cultivators in mid air and said with a cold expression.

Dian Feng and the other two were mixed in the crowd, deliberately hiding their faces or hanging their long hair, so for a moment, Jian Yun did not notice the three of them. After all, his current thoughts were all on the Emperor Sword, so how could he have the time to care about Dian Feng and the other two?

"Ha!" Jian Yun chuckled, because he saw that after a slight tremble, the Emperor Sword actually started to slowly change!

The three thousand foot high Emperor Sword was actually shrinking!

Swoosh!

The Emperor Sword became smaller and smaller, shorter and shorter, until it was finally the same size as Dian Feng's Black Sword. It was just that this sword was completely snow-white and was a Monarch Artifact. It could not be compared on the same level as the Black Sword.

The White Emperor Sword became its normal size, this scene was not too surprising, after all, it was created by the Monarch Dao Divine Gold, the change in size was too simple. Even a weapon made from a material like mithril could change its size, let alone a Monarch Artifact.

The Emperor's sword was five feet long and three fingers wide. It was a Battle Sword amongst swords, not the kind of elegant sword used by female cultivators.

The Emperor Sword automatically floated, and slowly fell towards Jian Yun, and the Hilt of Sword landed in Jian Yun's hands.

"It can't be. With how lucky he is, could it be that he truly possesses the qualifications to become an Emperor?" Nu Jiao was surprised, but she did not understand, as outstanding as her, she did not have the qualifications to touch the Monarch Artifact of the imperial court.

"How could that be!" Long Xuefeng looked at it, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

This Ancient Sword City Master is at least two hundred years old, and is only a Divine Buddhist Cultivator now, how could he possibly have the qualifications to receive the Emperor Sword's acknowledgement?!

"What kind of joke is this!" Everyone gritted their teeth, the last bit of luck in their hearts disappearing. It seemed like most of their Ancient Sword City had succeeded!

"Ha ha!" Dian Feng chuckled, he only chuckled and did not speak, he knew that this was only the Sword Spirit preparing to make a move.

"Come, mighty Emperor Sword. I will not let you bury it here anymore!" Jian Yun extended his hands respectfully, his eyes already bloodshot. It was a gaze filled with greed.

Jian Yun was about to succeed. In order to get a good impression of the Sword Spirit, he showed great respect. He gave a slight nod and raised both his hands above his head, respectfully welcoming the arrival of the Emperor Sword.

Jian Yun was moved, he could not help but think, what must he do after obtaining the Emperor Sword?!

He wanted to unify the Trial Divine Domain, all the cities and tribes!

Thinking about the possible scenes, scene after scene flitted through Jian Yun's mind. As if walking on a horse, they flashed across his mind one by one.

"Pfft!"

"Ugh!" Jian Yun's eyes and mouth were wide open, but he could not say anything.

He had never thought that those scenes would really become the final signs of his life!

"What!" Everyone's eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

They only saw, the Emperor Sword that should have landed in Jian Yun's hands, had actually pierced through Jian Yun's forehead, and came out from the back of his head!

Silence!

Dead silence!

This bizarre and sudden development caused everyone to fall back a step!

"Is, is this really an Emperor Sword? It can't be a demon sword, right?" Even Long Xuefeng was choked with sobs. He was glad that he did not touch the sword.

"Lord Emperor Sword, why …" Jian Yun is not dead!

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the sword in his forehead in disbelief. Fresh red blood flowed down from his forehead and dyed the front of his chest red.

The vitality of the Divine Buddhist Cultivator was extremely strong, they already had almost no vital points.

As long as he didn't die immediately or his soul was damaged, everything else could be repaired quickly. His head would have a big bowl of scars and he would be able to continue living with everything else!

However, Jian Yun's heart was ice-cold, because he simply could not move at all!

The Emperor Sword pierced through the center of his brows, releasing a mysterious force that sealed off all the strength in his body, even the Primordial Spirit s could not leave his body!

Primordial Spirit s were the souls of Divine Buddhist Cultivator. They could leave the body when in a critical situation!

"Pfft!" Sword Spirit naturally could not be bothered to care about Jian Yun. This bloodthirsty cultivator, Sword Spirit did not feel the least bit embarrassed killing him.

"Let's go, we need to fly away first. What if this demon sword goes crazy?" Dian Feng suddenly shouted out, and then scampered off.

It looked like he was in a panic.

"That's right, run!" In the next moment, everyone understood that this could be a demon sword!

Even God Treasure was defeated, wasn't this just a single slash?

Thus, under Dian Feng's jeering, everyone scattered like birds! Even the experts such as Bing Yu, Nu Jiao and Long Xuefeng were panicking. They randomly picked a place to go and flew away.

Sou sou sou!

After a few breaths, there was already no one present.

"Bam!" Jian Yun's corpse fell to the ground, the Emperor Sword had stabbed into his forehead, his Primordial Spirit was still unable to escape.

When his body turned ice-cold, a black-robed youth appeared in the middle of the previously empty arena.

It was actually the Dian Feng who returned after leaving!

In order to not let others know that the Emperor Sword would ultimately belong to him, Dian Feng did this.

"Buzz!" The Void Ring around Dian Feng's neck swirled and immediately pulled Di Jian and Jian Yun's flesh inside.

Ah!" Ding Feng heard it, Jian Yun was screaming in fear and regret, but he did not have any sympathy.

With a raise of his hand, Jian Yun killed many people.

"Buzz!" Dian Feng kept the Array Sign that Bing Yu had given him. He was going to act alone next, so he kept it in the Storage Ring, in case he ran into the two women again.

"It's been 100,000 years. I'm no longer a wandering soul. I can finally have a complete soul again!" The voice of the dark sky was filled with excitement and joy.