The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

In the void, the calamity clouds surged and rolled like raging waves, making bursts of whimpering sounds, as if they were telling the sorrow between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the thousand-mile calamity cloud quickly condensed into a dark wind, as if controlled by an invisible big hand. This dark wind is extremely dark, like endless darkness, overwhelming, giving people a feeling of despair and oppression.

And in the blink of an eye, the dark wind suddenly turned into an icy-cold black giant sword. The sword's body flashed with an icy-cold light, as if it was a sword of death forged in hell, with endless sharpness and sharpness. The bone-chilling chill suddenly appeared above the sky with overwhelming power.

"What the hell, is there a tangible disaster?"

"Tangible heavenly tribulation is rumored to be the most severe test that heaven imposes on practitioners."

Seeing the black giant sword, Ye Tian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, showing a look of surprise.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, at the moment when the giant sword took shape, there was a sharp whistle. At the same time, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and then with lightning speed, it fell straight from the sky and stabbed Ye Tian's head. This sword contains endless power, and is wrapped in an extreme chill like the Nine Nether Abyss, as if it will completely tear Ye Tian's soul apart.

Facing this sudden sword attack, Ye Tian did not show the slightest trace of panic. The light in his eyes flickered, his toes tapped lightly in the air, and his body quickly dodged like a phantom, skillfully avoiding the fatal blow.

"Tsk!" The edge of the black giant sword passed through the void, and the place where Ye Tian originally stood was suddenly broken open, creating a deep crack in the void, which showed how terrifying the power of this sword was.

However, the black giant sword did not stop attacking. I saw its sword body turning, and the tip of the sword was swallowing a mysterious power. In an instant, it condensed into a bright sword light, cutting through the void, wrapped in an unusually cold breath, whistling and stabbing at Ye Tian again. It was as fast as lightning and astonishingly powerful, as if it was going to penetrate Ye Tian's head completely.

Seeing the black giant sword like a tarsal maggot, carrying a ferocious cold aura and attacking again, Ye Tian immediately narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, advanced instead of retreating, running the body-forging technique, and directed a palm towards He slashed over with a huge black sword. But the moment Ye Tian's palm prints came into contact with the black giant sword, a sudden change occurred. The black giant sword that was supposed to collide with Ye Tian's palm print exploded with a strange bang, instantly turning into endless darkness, tightly confining Ye Tian.

At the same time, just as the black giant sword exploded to form boundless darkness, Ye Tian was stunned. In the boundless darkness, a cold, invisible, ghost-like thing suddenly rushed into Ye Tian's head.

For a moment, Ye Tian only felt that he had arrived in a void space, surrounded by darkness without a trace of light, like an endless abyss of nothingness. And at this moment, Ye Tian suddenly felt a spin, and the extremely powerful soul seemed to be torn to pieces by violence, and there was a heartbreaking pain.

"what!"

That kind of pain can't be described in words. "The pain touches the soul and goes deep into the bone marrow!" Even though Ye Tian was very strong and determined, his heart trembled. His face turned pale from the sudden pain and he let out a shrill scream.

"Damn it, is this a soul calamity?" Ye Tian couldn't help but be shocked secretly as he covered his head and endured the pain from deep in his soul.

"Soul calamity!" That is the most mysterious and severe heavenly calamity test that practitioners face. This kind of calamity generally does not occur, at least not in Ye Tian's previous life. It is different from the power of thunder and lightning, it is also different from the general illusory will test, and it is even different from the tangible catastrophe... But it is more terrifying than any kind of natural disaster. The soul calamity directly targets the origin of the practitioner's soul. "What tests the practitioner's Taoist heart and belief is like a battle between souls." If you cannot defeat the heavenly calamity, you must pass the test. When the soul collapses, the body dies and the soul disappears, and the consequences are disastrous.

"Is this the last test of the Four Nine Heavenly Tribulation?" Ye Tian couldn't help but think. Based on the current situation, I'm afraid that the black giant sword attacking him was a false move. It is probably its ultimate goal to attack him, to lure him into being fooled, and to let Ye Tian take the initiative to break into the dark realm. It seems that it is true that the way of heaven is spiritual, and he also knows how to use strategies to design people.

"However, although the soul tribulation is terrifying, Ye Tian's soul is not just paper." Although he was accidentally tricked by the way of heaven, it was far from the point where he could not fight and let it be slaughtered.

"Not only do I have the Immortal Sea of ​​Divine Souls to guard me, but I also have ten-star dragon souls hovering around me, and I have the support of ninety-five peerless dragon souls... How can I still be afraid of a mere soul calamity from you? After calming down, Ye Tian felt, There's nothing to be afraid of, let's see how I defeat you!" Feeling that this heavenly calamity should be the legendary soul calamity, Ye Tian secretly said, slowly closing his eyes, calming down his mind and allowing himself to calm down. In an extremely peaceful and ethereal state, he wanted to find out what was causing trouble in its soul sea...

However, just when Ye Tian was using his soul power, he was about to launch the Ten-Star Soul Sea's inner vision to find the source of the soul calamity. However, an extremely strange, cold voice suddenly came out from the soul sea, and was full of hostility and murderous intent: "Hmph! Boy, stop struggling in vain, how dare you destroy the laws of heaven and affect the monks' ability to survive the tribulation... .... Today, this Heavenly Dao will let you know what it means to be unoffended by the power of Heaven, and what it means to be an ant under the Heavenly Dao..."

The sudden sound made Ye Tian feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if a ghostly invisible giant hand was strangling his throat and tearing his soul apart, making people feel a huge crisis. .

"Heavenly way?" Hearing this, Ye Tian was startled, his brows furrowed, and his heart was suddenly filled with doubts and disbelief. Although it is true that the way of heaven is spiritual, Ye Tian also believes that the way of heaven exists on every planet, but he still doesn't know when the way of heaven can come out and speak uprightly like living beings, and can also... ..!

Although Ye Tian has never seen what the so-called Heavenly Way looks like, the more he thinks about it, the more something is wrong and he always feels that it is very strange! But at this time, the so-called Heavenly Way seemed not to give Ye Tian any chance at all. Suddenly, a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared in Ye Tian's immortal sea of ​​souls, and drank softly: "Supreme law, soul cutting, destruction !”

Words follow the law, and in a single thought, there is no storm or waves. A fierce whirlwind sword suddenly blew up in Ye Tian's soul sea, and slashed towards Ye Tian's soul consciousness sea at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The thunder is thunderous and extremely fierce. That way, Ye Tian's soul would be destroyed with one blow.

"Holy crap! Are you serious?" Ye Tian knew that now was not the time to find out how the middle-aged Confucian scholar came to his divine soul. He also didn't know why the so-called Heavenly Dao had to stare at him. It seemed that When I won't give up until I kill him. But looking at the attack from the so-called Heavenly Dao and the middle-aged Confucian scholar Ling Lie, it really doesn't look like a joke. Because Ye Tian has already felt that the killing move is real, and the killing intention cannot be faked. And judging from the speed and power with which he mobilizes the power of law, it seems that it is indeed not something that ordinary strong people can do.

But even so, even though the middle-aged Confucian scholar was transformed by Fang Tiandao, Ye Tian was not afraid at all. In Ye Tian's dictionary, letting others slaughter him is not his character. Regardless of the way of heaven, what about the king of heaven and me? If you want to kill Ye Tian, ​​you will also have to bear Ye Tian's anger. Even if you can't win, you can never make it easier for the other party.

Seeing the offensive of the middle-aged Confucian scholar Ling Lie, Ye Tian was immediately furious and shouted: "I don't care about your fucking bullshit. If you want my life, then you can just die!"

Amidst the violent shouts, the power of Ye Tian's Divine Soul Immortal Sea boiled. The entire Divine Soul Immortal Sea was like a huge soul power universe, making a buzzing sound, and the extremely pure and domineering soul power began to circulate crazily in an instant.

At the same time, the ten-headed dragon spirits in the soul sea woke up one after another like peerless ferocious beasts that had been sleeping for thousands of years. They roared to the sky and suddenly howled out from all directions, not only easily blocking the souls of the middle-aged Confucian scholars. The attack was even more enveloping with peerless divine power. It was like ten dragons suppressing demons, pressing down on the middle-aged Confucian scholar with absolute force. The dragon's power was majestic, its power defied the heavens, and it was invincible.

"Boom, click!"

"This, this, this..., how is this possible?"

Under this earth-shattering power, in an instant, the middle-aged Confucian scholar was suppressed within Ye Tian's divine soul, unable to move at all. In an instant, his face turned as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief. His body seemed likely to be crushed into powder at any time under the pressure of the ten-headed divine dragon spirit.

"No, it's impossible. How could there be such a powerful existence in this world...?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"Hahahahaha! Impossible? I have someone even more powerful than this. Let me show you now. Aren't you the Heavenly Dao of this world? Don't you want to kill me? Then I will let you take a good look. Are you the best or I have the last laugh..."