Chapter 172 The Sword Is Named ‘Tai’

( ) Two nine-colored lights rushed into the distance like sharp swords, and shot onto the valley. With a loud bang, smoke and dust flew, like a big explosion. "Roar..." Xiang Yang roared, and his figure flew into the air. The whole person burst into a powerful nine-colored light. His eyes were like lightning, and his divine light was radiant. He was like a god, overlooking the four directions. At this moment, Xiang Yang was domineering. Wherever his eyes went, the whole world appeared in it. The light was dazzling and no one could resist it. The invincible strongman "Dragon Crown Supreme" who dominated the Western world has returned! "I'm finally back to the innate realm." Xiang Yang's heart was filled with emotion. He didn't expect that after the nine-colored dragon entered his body, it just inhaled and exhaled casually, as if it was breathing, releasing a rolling source of energy for him to absorb, allowing him to directly break through to the innate realm. Now that both his internal and external skills are at the innate level, Xiang Yang's strength has grown by leaps and bounds. Even if his combat power is not as good as his peak period before, it is enough to protect himself. He no longer has to be as cautious as before and dare not let others recognize him, for fear of being assassinated by accident. "It is indeed the legendary 'Nine Dragons Spits Pearls' terrain. Even the real cultivators are vying for this blessed land. Although it has been abandoned, it still has such a great opportunity. I should really thank Shanfeng Yitian and those little devils." If Xiang Yang were to practice by himself, even if he could absorb the essence of the sun, moon and stars to practice, it would take at least three months for him to recover to the innate realm again. The nine-colored dragon entered his body, but his cultivation level skyrocketed instantly, breaking through to the innate realm directly, and his foundation was solid without the slightest flaw. Xiang Yang could feel that his current state was more perfect than when he practiced alone, which made Xiang Yang feel full of 'gratefulness' to Shanfeng Yitian and others. "I wonder what else the nine-colored dragon in my body can do?" Xiang Yang looked inside his body and saw that the nine-colored dragon in his body was coiled in the depths of his dantian, motionless, as if it had occupied the place. The power that just restored Xiang Yang to the Xiantian realm seemed to be just a little bit of power that the Nine-Colored Dragon spit out out of boredom. It had no effect on the Nine-Colored Dragon itself. If he could completely refine this Nine-Colored Dragon, who knows what realm his cultivation would be enhanced to? Jindan stage? Or even stronger? Thinking of this, Xiang Yang's face showed a yearning look. "Let's go." Xiang Yang stood proudly, checked the situation in his body, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and his figure rose into the air and flew into the sky. "Bang..." "Ouch..." However, before Xiang Yang rushed out of the valley, he felt that he hit a barrier and immediately screamed and fell down. "Nima, why can't you leave?" Xiang Yang fell to the center of the altar, smashing a hole in the altar. If his external skills had not reached the Xiantian realm, he would probably be smashed to death. He touched his head and looked at the sky depressedly. He saw that the sky was covered with nine-color light. It was this nine-color light that prevented him from going out just now. "If I can't go to heaven, I'll just walk out." Xiang Yang muttered. Although he felt aggrieved, he was not arrogant enough to destroy the nine-color light curtain in the sky. He stood up, patted his butt and was about to leave. "Roar..." At this moment, the nine-color dragon in Xiang Yang's Dantian let out a low roar, and the invisible sound spread out. A mysterious power was brewing in the valley. "Why do I feel weird? It seems that something bad is going to happen. No, leave quickly." Feeling that mysterious power, Xiang Yang's face changed, and he was very decisive to leave, but it was too late. "Bang..." "Ouch..." An explosion sounded where Xiang Yang was standing. He screamed and was blown away, and fell to the other corner of the altar with disheveled hair. "I knew something bad would happen." Xiang Yang had a sad face. He had always had the strongest ability to sense danger. He just sensed the danger, and it was true. He was blown away before he had time to take protective measures. "It's really too dangerous." Xiang Yang touched his butt and stood up. He felt that this place was really weird. At the beginning, there was no nine-color light curtain in the sky.

It appeared just when he was about to leave, and bounced him back from the sky. He was fine on the ground just now, but it suddenly blew him up again. Xiang Yang looked at the west where he was standing with caution, and made up his mind to use his peerless lightness skill to leave as soon as there was a trend of explosion. Now his cultivation has been cultivated to the innate realm again. If he concentrates on showing the fastest speed, I am afraid that even the Silver Wolf King, who is famous for his speed, may not be able to compare with him. Xiang Yang is confident that he can dodge it with his lightness skill if he encounters danger again. "Buzz..." However, at this moment, the center of the altar, where Xiang Yang was just blown away, changed. I saw boundless silver light rising from the explosion hole, and then a terrifying sword energy rose from below. "Sword energy?" Xiang Yang was so scared that his face turned pale. Not only did the true energy of the innate realm spread all over his body, but he also pushed the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" to the extreme. At the same time, his body shook, and there were countless sword energies protecting him around him. He breathed a sigh of relief. It happened twice in a row, and Xiang Yang was frightened by the strangeness of this altar. Therefore, when he felt the powerful sword energy, he opened fire with all his strength and protected himself to the extreme. "Buzz buzz buzz..." Xiang Yang had just protected himself when he heard a series of harsh sounds coming up, like the sound of steel rubbing against each other. "What is it? Could it be a monster?" Xiang Yang had the urge to run away. After thinking about it, he laughed again, "After losing my power, I have become so timid that I was actually scared by this unknown thing, haha." "Come on, danger and opportunity have coexisted since ancient times. Let me see what else is there." Xiang Yang shouted coldly and looked at the place where the sword energy was rising. The friction sound continued, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Then, in Xiang Yang's sight, a sword handle slowly rose from below. "It's a magic sword." Xiang Yang's eyes lit up when he saw it, but he didn't rush over immediately, but continued to stare at it. However, the sword energy on his body became more intense. "Chichi..." As if someone was drawing a sword, the sound came up little by little, and the hilt of the sword rose up inch by inch, revealing a section of the silver sword body. The sword body was thick, as wide as four fingers put together, and the whole sword was shining brightly, and the silver sword light shot up into the sky, just like glass that had just been successfully polished. At the same time, a more powerful sword intent burst out. When Xiang Yang felt this sword intent, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face. "Is this the sword intent of the King's Sword?" "No, it's not the sword intent of the King's Sword, but the vast imperial power, like the majesty of an emperor. In other words, this magic weapon was once an emperor's sword, an emperor's personal sword." Xiang Yang said, and his eyes suddenly became bright. In ancient times, there were real warriors everywhere, and people were not as good as dogs. Even cultivators often appeared in the secular world, and the emperor ruled the whole world and had boundless power. To be able to become an emperor's personal sword, it must be a peerless magic weapon. "Clang..." The sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly rang out, and the magic sword suddenly flew into the air, exuding the vast majesty of the emperor, just like the dragon before, constantly wandering in the air above the altar. "Bang bang bang..." Moreover, the magic sword was still constantly attacking the nine-color light curtain in the air, and it was actually trying to break through the light curtain and fly out. Seeing this scene, Xiang Yang's mind moved, and the whole person disappeared from the original place. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky. Under the light curtain, his figure and sword became one, and the nine-color sword energy on the surface of his body was filled, forming a huge sword shape that kept chasing the magic sword. "Pa..." As Xiang Yang grabbed the magic weapon, he heard a constant "buzzing" sound, and the magic sword in his hand released a vast imperial power, which made Xiang Yang have the urge to surrender without fighting, let go of the magic weapon and kneel down to worship. This is the power of the emperor. "It's just the will of the king. I can do it too. Let's see whether your unowned emperor sword is stronger or my king's sword is more powerful?" Xiang Yang laughed and trembled. The sword will of the king's sword burst out. This time, it can be said that all the sword will burst out. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the altar below was shaking. The magic weapon in Xiang Yang's hand was still shaking at the beginning, but when it felt the sword will of the king's sword emanating from Xiang Yang, it calmed down, and then a submissive breath was transmitted to Xiang Yang's body. "Just surrender like this?" Xiang Yang was overjoyed. He looked at the magic weapon in his hand and liked it more and more. Xiang Yang carefully played with the sword in his hand. The sword was four fingers wide, which was much larger than the two and a half fingers popular swords nowadays. There was a heavy sword will on the whole sword. The sword body was extremely heavy, at least hundreds of pounds. I don't know what material it was made of. The sword body and the hilt became one. One side of the sword body was engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side was the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. It seemed that everything in the world was covered in it. "Tai...A..." When Xiang Yang saw the two characters written in seal script under the hilt, his eyes widened. "'Tai'a Sword', could this be the Tai'a Sword of the First Emperor?" Xiang Yang said in shock, and took a closer look at the Tai'a Sword. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was the same as the legendary magic weapon. "That emperor fought against the ancestor, but was killed by the ancestor. However, it is undeniable that the First Emperor who could rule the world by himself was extremely powerful, and I am afraid that no one could defeat him. It is recorded in the ancestral book that if the First Emperor held the Tai'a Sword and fought against the ancestor, even the ancestor might not be his opponent.

"Xiang Yang pondered, his face became a little strange. Thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the Xiang family, the overlord who was known as the overlord of the world, had always wanted to get the magic weapon, but he actually got it. Is this the will of heaven? "What a good treasure." Xiang Yang happily touched the magic weapon in his hand, as if he was touching his "lover" gently. This was the magic weapon that the strongest ancestor of the Xiang family wanted most back then, but he didn't expect to get it. "Yeah, it's quite sharp." Xiang Yang treated it gently, and accidentally touched the blade, and was immediately cut open. A small cut, and a stream of blood slid down the blade. Xiang Yang's face was surprised. He had already reached the innate realm of external power and the realm of small success of the indestructible body of Vajra. Even if he stood and let ordinary people cut him with a sword, he would not be hurt at all, but he was cut just by accidentally touching the blade. "It is worthy of being a magic weapon. "Xiang Yang was not angry, but excited. With such a magical weapon, who in the world could compete with it? "Buzz..." At this moment, another strange change occurred. After the sword absorbed the drop of blood, it began to tremble continuously.