Emperor's Domination

"You can get the divine sword with piety, and let's try it too." Seeing that this pious monk was able to pray for the divine sword at once, the other monks could not help but be in an uproar.

After all, he only threw in a long sword and got an Excalibur. This is really amazing, and it really makes many monks envy and jealous.

Of course, there are also strong people who disdainfully said: "If you can pray for the magic sword just because of piety, then the brother next to me has already received a thousand magic swords."

There is indeed a monk praying for the divine sword piously beside him. Before throwing the long sword, this monk prayed eloquently: "All gods, the true god of the buried sword, please bless me to get the divine sword..."

This monk not only prayed verbally in his mouth, but also bowed his head three times and bowed in the direction of Jian Yuan, and finally threw the long sword into Jian Yuan respectfully.

It's a pity that he received no response from every pious prayer, even if he prayed again and again, and threw it again and again, he failed to get a divine sword.

Despite this, the monk still prayed again and again very religiously, without giving up the slightest intention.

In fact, what the strong man said is not unreasonable. If he is pious, he can get the magic sword. Then I don't know how many pious monks and strong men have already got the magic sword.

Above Jian Yuan, it can be said to be extremely lively. All monks want to pray for the divine sword from Jian Yuan. Therefore, countless monks are standing on Jian Yuan, throwing long Swords, thousands of divine swords were thrown in.

Someone once counted that every time Jian Yuan was opened, the long swords or scraps of broken swords that were thrown into Jian Yuan were counted in billions.

If there is a huge abyss, then every long sword foot thrown in can fill the entire abyss.

However, it is strange to say that for millions of years, no matter how many long swords have been thrown into Jianyuan by generations of monks and strongmen, even if it is billions, billions, but Jianyuan is still deep. Without bottoming out, Jian Yuan has never been filled up.

It seems that under Jian Yuan, there is an endless abyss into which the entire three thousand worlds can be filled. It is precisely because of this that Jian Yuan is also particularly awe-inspiring. Everyone understands that once you fall into Jian Yuan, it is true. It is the dead not to see the corpse, the living not to see the person.

"Look, look, there's a strange person." When many monks were throwing long swords in Jianyuan, I don't know who called and ran towards the other end of Jianyuan.

"What kind of strange person?" Some monks could not help asking.

"It's amazing, it's indescribable. Go and see, maybe there's a chance." Many cultivators hurried to the other end of Jian Yuan.

Seeing so many strong monks rushing, the strong monks who could calm down at first also wavered, and said, "How magical? Can it be more magical than Li Qiye?"

"Maybe more magical than Li Qiye, hurry up." A strong monk who heard the specific news ran away.

Suddenly, many monks and powerful men flocked to the other end of Jian Yuan.

In a short period of time, at the other end of Jianyuan, there was a sea of ​​people. Looking around, I saw that it was crowded with people, three floors inside and three floors outside. No less.

"Om—— Om—— Om——" In Jian Yuan, the sound of swords rang endlessly. At this moment, I saw one after another divine swords skyrocketing.

When such a sword rises into the sky, there is the sound of dragons, the sound of phoenix, and the sound of tiger roar... Sometimes there are stars soaring into the sky, sometimes there is burning flames, and time is full of moon. , A handful of divine swords, all sorts of visions appeared, extremely magnificent, and extremely mysterious.

I saw that there was a man standing beside Jian Yuan. This man looked like a middle-aged man with loose hair. The hair on his forehead was hanging down, scattered on his face, covering most of his face.

This middle-aged man is wearing soap-colored clothes. The clothes are very old and have turned white. This kind of clothes has been washed time and time again, because it is washed too many times. Not only does it fade, but it is about to be washed out. Up.

Such a middle-aged man looks a little poor and a little lonely. He seems to be a shabby family, or a poor monk from a small school.

However, at this time, the middle-aged man threw scraps of broken swords into the sword abyss one after another.

However, the scraps of broken swords he threw were not the same as the long swords that everyone threw. The long swords that everyone threw, whether they were cheap or precious, were all brought by themselves or cast by their own sect.

However, the scrap iron thrown by this middle-aged man could tell that it was from Jianhe just now or from some place in the sword burial realm.

That's all, it's not really surprising enough.

The most strange thing is that after the middle-aged man threw a scrap of broken sword into Jianyuan, he heard a "clang" sword sound, and a divine sword soared into the sky.

With a "clang", a remnant sword was thrown down, and a divine sword rose into the sky from Jianyuan, the sun and the moon were shining.

"Good sword, this is the sun and moon divine sword." Seeing this sword, the monks present could not help but applaud and shouted endlessly.

With a "clang", a remnant sword was thrown down, and a divine sword soared into the sky from Jianyuan, blazing flames to the sky.

"Unbelievable, this sword can burn the sky." It was another divine sword, and the strong monk present could not help but yelled.

With a "clang", a remnant sword was thrown down, a divine sword rose into the air from Jianyuan, and the beasts roared.

"My god, is this the beast divine sword?" Wan Beast roared, scared many cultivators pale, and screamed.

In short, when he heard the sound of "clang, clang, clang", the middle-aged man threw sword after sword into Jian Yuan, and Jian Yuan was praying for one after another.

It can be said that this middle-aged man, every time he throws a remnant sword, he can pray for a divine sword, without fail.

Such a scene made many strong monks look dumbfounded. The strong monks present have all tried to pray for the magic sword. Everyone does not know how many long swords have been thrown, and even thousands of long swords have been thrown into it. In Jianyuan, however, the vast majority of monk powerhouses had nothing, and couldn't pray for a divine sword from Jianyuan.

However, this middle-aged man can pray for a divine sword with every remnant sword thrown in, which is simply outrageous to the extreme.

The most outrageous thing is that this middle-aged man threw a broken sword. When the divine sword rose into the air, he didn't even look at it, nor did he pick up the divine sword that rose into the air. The divine sword that rose into the air once again fell into the sword abyss.

For many cultivators, every divine sword that is prayed for is a peerless sword, so good that it is amazing.For many cultivators, it is definitely a dream thing to have such a magic sword.

However, this middle-aged man didn’t take a second look. He threw the remnant swords into Jianyuan one after another, as if he was so bored that he wanted to throw something into Jianyuan to pass the boredom. The time is not for any divine sword at all.

"Such a good Excalibur, it's wasted like this, it's a pity, don't let it go for nothing." When another Excalibur took off, one of the great ancestors finally couldn't help it.

At the moment when this divine sword rose into the air, the great ancestor gave a deep cry, shot like lightning, and instantly grasped the divine sword that rose into the air.

"Okay—" When seeing this great ancestor grabbing this divine sword between the stone fire and electric light, many monks in the audience shouted loudly.

However, in this instant, when the great ancestor held the sword, the great sword instantly weighed billions, billions, and billions. This great ancestor suddenly couldn’t help himself and was The extremely heavy divine sword dragged into Jian Yuan.

A scream of "Ah--" echoed in Jian Yuan, and the great ancestor disappeared into the depths of Jian Yuan in a blink of an eye.

"My god, as soon as you fall, you will be dead." Seeing this great master ancestor was dragged into Jianyuan in an instant, many cultivators were shocked, and they all retreated. A few steps, so as not to fall into Jian Yuan without paying attention, and see no corpse or people alive.

Seeing this great ancestor disappeared into Jian Yuan instantly, many monks also dispelled the thoughts in their hearts.

In fact, seeing a divine sword flying into the sky, and the middle-aged man did not pick it up, many monks and strong men had long been tempted to snatch in their hearts.

Since the middle-aged man didn't pick up the divine sword and let the divine sword fall into the sword abyss again, that would be wasted, it is better to perfect everyone.

It is a pity that the ancestor of the Great Teacher came to an end, and suddenly dispelled the thoughts in everyone's hearts.

Even if the ancestor of the Dajiao grabbed the divine sword, the middle-aged man did not look at him. It can even be said that the middle-aged man did not look at everyone present. It seems that everyone present is in his eyes. It's all nothing. He stood here and threw the remnant sword. It was just boring, to pass the time, not to pray for the divine sword.

"Who is he?" For a while, someone mumbled as he watched the middle-aged man throwing the broken sword with one pair and another.

"Which school does he belong to?" At this time, many strong monks carefully looked at the middle-aged man, looked up and down, and wanted to see some clues.

However, this middle-aged man does not have any marks of the Pope, and it is impossible to tell which school he came from.

"I can't see it." Even the well-informed Dajiao ancestor, after careful observation, had to give up, and could not see the origin of this middle-aged man.