Thirty-six Barbarian Emperor's Relics rushed into the Hanyu Pagoda like a moth to the fire. Without the help of the relics, the Thirteen Golden Martial Saint immediately felt the pressure around him increased greatly. His body seemed to be uncontrollably approaching the Hanyu Pagoda step by step.
"Bodhisattva's Palm!" The Bodhisattva totem rose behind Tianyang, and waves of Buddha light surged out from the Bodhisattva's totem, and the powerful Buddha power turned into a huge Buddha's palm and flew out.
"Boom!" The Buddha's palm hit the Thirteen Golden Martial Saints. The Thirteen Golden Martial Saint's body flew up and was sucked in by the Hanyu Pagoda.
"Back!" Tianyang made a move towards the Hanyu Pagoda. The Hanyu Pagoda quickly shrank and turned into a small tower and fell into Tianyang's hands. The small tower kept trembling in Tianyang's hands, and the Thirteen Golden Martial Saints who were taken in seemed to be struggling to resist.
"Save worry. Since it has been taken in, don't think about coming out again." The white bone fire rose in Tianyang's hand, and a stream of femoral fire penetrated into the pagoda, and began to burn the thirteen golden martial saints among them.
"Ah!" The Thirteen Golden Martial Saint screamed in the Hanyu Pagoda, and his body continued to melt under the bone fire. Finally, it turned into barbarian bone relics.
"Buzz, buzz!" The three souls and seven spirits began to tremble one after another, and the three souls and seven spirits began to approach without control. They had already reached the limit of condensing the soul. If Tianyang had not forced them to control them last time, they might have condensed into the soul.
"Oh no, these three souls and seven spirits are starting to be out of control again." Tian Yang's face changed, and he forced the three souls and seven spirits to seal them again. After all, it is really not perfect to condense the soul now.
"Bang!" Tianyang merged the blood talisman seal into his body, but was burst out by the terrifying power of the three souls and seven spirits, turning into a trace of Jingchu's blood talisman energy and melting into Tianyang's body. The three souls and seven spirits began to merge uncontrollably.
"What should I do?" Tianyang began to become impatient. He must not let the three souls and seven spirits merge now. That would have a great impact on him in the future.
"Hanyu Baota, keep it." Tianyang took back the Hanyu Baota and used the supreme power of the pagoda to forcibly suppress the three souls and seven spirits, making them unable to merge for the time being.
Tianyang rushed into the ninth level of the barbarian bone tower. Now he must speed up his pace to refine the human Taoist sword. After all, even with the power of the Hanyu Pagoda, it may not be able to control the three souls and seven spirits for how long. Each of his three souls and spirits is infinitely close to the soul, and even in terms of power, it is almost no weaker than the soul. How huge is their power together? Even if the Hanyu Pagoda is a heavenly mysterious weapon, no one can control it. When can it suppress it with just a little of its original power?
In the ninth floor of the Barbarian Bone Tower, there is only a huge sarcophagus in the center. The entire sarcophagus is several feet long and nearly one meter wide, and is engraved with various ferocious beasts and aliens. This giant coffin looks even more ferocious and terrifying.
Tianyang gently stroked the sarcophagus. Even though he was through the sarcophagus, he could sense a strong fluctuation of vitality inside.
He slowly pushed the sarcophagus away with his hands, and a terrifying aura that made him feel suffocating and oozing out from it. He forced him to retreat.
The sarcophagus slowly opened, and the golden body of the ancestor emperor appeared in front of Tianyang. Although it had passed for nearly ten thousand years, the golden body had not changed at all. It seemed as if it was just asleep. However, despite this, his body was still full of majesty, which made people almost dare not look at it. The First Emperor of the Barbarian Clan was indeed not as powerful as ordinary.
"Occursed." Tianyang's respectful barbarian First Emperor bowed, which was the most basic respect for a strong man.
The rich bone fire emanated from Tianyang's hand, and soon wrapped the entire ancestor's golden body. The ancestor's golden body slowly melted layer by layer under the burning of the bone fire. Originally, the general Yuan fire could not melt him at all. Otherwise, this ancestor's golden body would not have been preserved for so many years. However, Tianyang's bone fire was different. It is a flame that truly refines bones, and its effect on burning the golden body is naturally far beyond other Yuan fires.
Seeing the ancestral emperor's golden body melting little by little, Tianyang felt full of emotion. No matter how powerful he was in his lifetime, he would be just a ball of dead objects after death, becoming an existence that others trampled and used by arbitrarily. Therefore, he must continue to practice and become the strongest and longest-lived existence. He will never allow himself to become a dead object that others trampled and used by.
The bone fire kept burning the golden body of the Man Emperor. It took a full seven days to completely melt the golden body of the Man Emperor and turn it into a mass of jade bone essence. Fortunately, Tianyang's vitality was deep, otherwise, it might be impossible to support it.
"Change!"
"Blood refining, condensed" Tianyang cut his arm, and streams of blood flowed into it, mixing into the essence of jade bones. The whole group of jade bones slowly formed and turned into a white bone jade sword. A layer of crystal jade light shone out from above, making it look full of spirituality.
"Buzz, buzz!" The white bone jade sword trembled gently, and a buzzing sound of joy came from above, as if it was cheering for the new life.
Tianyang's three souls and seven spirits also began to jump, and a stream of soul power emerged from it, constantly pouring into the newly formed White Jade Bone Sword. Because the White Jade Bone Sword was refined by Tianyang himself, it did not reject his soul power at all, and it was easy to let the soul power enter the core of the White Jade Bone Sword.
"The Yuanshen Seal, Condensation!" The Yuanshen power in the White Jade Bone Sword slowly condensed and turned into a pure Yuanshen Seal, imprinted into the core of the White Jade Bone Sword.
"Catch it!" The white jade bone sword turned into a jade light and drilled into the heavenly orifice, and crashed into Tianyang's natal soul.
Tianyang's natal Yuanhun began to shake continuously, and the Dragon Emperor Ancient Sword and the White Jade Bone Sword fought fiercely, fighting for the possession of the original name Yuanhun.
"Out!" Tianyang's divine thoughts poured into the Dragon Emperor Ancient Sword, activate the soul mark in it, and forcibly dragged the Dragon Emperor Ancient Sword out of its original soul soul.
Without the obstruction of the Dragon Emperor Ancient Sword, the White Jade Bone Sword began to merge with the natal soul. One of them is the human soul and the other is the human sword. It is simply a pair made of heaven and earth, so there is no obstacle to their fusion.
Flashes of Yuanlight emerged from the original soul of the birth, and the White Jade Bone Sword quickly completed the fusion with him and turned into a humanitarian sword.
The humanitarian sword was perfected, and the suction between the three souls and seven spirits became stronger and stronger, and the White Jade Pagoda finally couldn't control it.
"Three souls and seven spirits, combined!" Tianyang completely let go of his mind and allowed the three souls and seven spirits to merge with each other. Flashes of strong light from the souls and seven spirits emerge from the three souls and seven spirits.