As Ye Han's mind flipped, the power of the sword path in his hand became more and more chilling, but at this time, he sensed that the place where the sword light in front of him suddenly emptied, which made him feel a joy in his heart.

It's finally the end.

As soon as his mind moved, the surging sword qi gathered, and the sword dao law domain also converged on his true body, making his body seem to turn into a divine sword that reached the sky, piercing through all the obstacles in front of him.

As the resistance in front of him suddenly disappeared, he finally reached the finish line.

After passing through the boundless layer of earth, it would be more appropriate to see a small dojo with no house below, and in all directions of this ashram, stone pillars rose one after another, and a strange power spread from the stone pillars.

Hold on!

Ye Han saw at a glance the handwriting engraved on these eight stone pillars, although they were old, they could still be clearly identified under the thousands of feet of yellow sand formations, without wind and rain.

Seeing these two words, Ye Han smiled slightly.

This is not a lie, the power contained in these eight stone pillars is intertwined, condensing into a solid barrier, enveloping this dojo.

It is this semi-arched barrier that blocks the endless sand and dust above, and it is precisely because of the obstacle of this barrier that a piece of Dao foundation can be opened up as a spiritual pagoda at the bottom of the thousands of zhang of yellow sand.

To be able to support this endless yellow sand, after thousands of years still has not been tilted, the power engraved on these stone pillars is really not to be underestimated.

Ye Han's gaze didn't stay on these eight stone pillars for too long, and soon his attention turned to the Xuanmen in the center of this dojo.

It was a portal made of cyan boulders, with a pale cyan sheen throughout, and dense lines covered it, faintly spreading a void power.

On the cornerstone of the portal, in the door frames on both sides, there are no closed doors and locks, but a hazy halo of light composed of this mysterious door, in which the light flows, like a dream, I don't know where it leads.

Looking at this door, Ye Han took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand and pushed the door, wanting to enter this hazy halo.

He was no stranger to such a glossy portal. Whether it was the peak fog gate that pitted him into the mountain protection array, or the domain gate that penetrated the major mountain protection formations, although the appearance was different, the power of the void circulating in it was the same.

Obviously, Ye Han confused them all.

When Ye Han's palm touched the hazy halo, there was a sudden pain in his mind, and a slight feeling of malaise suddenly rose in his heart.

Sure enough, when Ye Han wanted to subconsciously withdraw his palm, the hazy halo seemed to turn into a puddle of glue, sticking his palm to it, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Ye Han's complexion changed greatly, and the surging sword qi between his wrists suddenly erupted, turning into a sharp sword light and slashing towards the hazy halo, wanting to get rid of this restraint.

However, Ye Han's sword qi that contained the true intent of the sword, even in the face of a martial artist in the realm of the Martial Sect, he could split his power into two pieces of domineering sword gang, and when he slashed in it, he disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

That hazy halo was like a bottomless ocean, dissolving all of Ye Han's sword gangs inside.

What's going on?

Ye Han's face turned slightly pale, the sword qi of the Martial King realm, the sword gang that contained the true meaning of the sword, couldn't even stir up a wave, what kind of power was contained in this Xuanmen?

However, before Ye Han could think about it more, a strange aura suddenly shook out in that Xuanmen. At the top of the Xuanmen, the cyan plaque that looked like a decoration on the top of the sky suddenly shook slightly, and then fell down with lightning speed.

There was nothing strange about the cyan plaque, and there were not many avenue lines intertwined on it, Ye Han originally thought that it was what kind of decoration.

It's just that now it seems that this cyan plaque is not simple, and below the plaque, the original stone-like shell has been shattered, revealing a blade that flashes with a faint cold light.

The plaque slid down from above, as fast as lightning, leaving a clear mark in the void, and where it passed, it seemed that even the space was slightly mutilated.

It was a trace of the void that had been cut open by the extreme sharp qi.

What kind of plaque is this, this is clearly a guillotine that has been sacrificed with all its might!

It's just that the place where the severed head divine axe hangs is not the top of Ye Han's head. This ghost thing slid down this Xuanmen, and the sharp edge pointed directly at Ye Han's imprisoned wrist.

Can't avoid it!

Ye Han's fingers were clenched, his entire arm was forced, and the vast sword qi gushed out wildly, but he still couldn't shake off this restraint.

Sensing that the cold air coming from above was getting closer and closer, Ye Han's heart became more and more anxious, but no matter how he shook the Great Dao Pattern in his body, he couldn't get rid of this strange restriction.

This is obviously the foreshadowing laid by the Jade God Sect in ancient times, maybe this Xuanmen is not the place to go to the next layer at all, but the means left by this ancient sect to trap foreign enemies.

It's just that what Ye Han doesn't understand is that this ancient sect has spent so much scheming, and the trap set up is just to cut off one of his arms?

Although the broken arm is a very deep trauma, it is far from the door. Compared with this shackle that even the Martial King couldn't break free, the pain of losing an arm didn't match it at all.

Just when Ye Han was puzzled, a strange sound of "sparse and sparse" came into his ears, making his face change suddenly.

Looking up, on the sea of sand supported by the arc-shaped enchantment, suddenly waves appeared like waves, and dense Gu worms appeared from the yellow sand one after another, as if they had been summoned by something, and fell down like raindrops.

Whether it is the number or size of this dense Gu worm, it is far from being comparable to ordinary Gu worms, some of them are huge and even like tigers and leopards, and the hideous aura emanating from their bodies makes Ye Han feel his scalp tingle.

And the enchantment that emerged from the void seemed to only have a blocking effect on those yellow sands, and those Gu worms that came out of the yellow sand didn't seem to feel the obstruction, just like Ye Han did at the beginning, they passed through that layer of enchantment without hindrance and came to the dojo.

In the blink of an eye, the sea of insects fell.