In the turtle-shaped hall, the figure of the old man in the robe suddenly appeared, he swept it roughly, and saw that the hall was in a mess, counting the two in the pavilion, half of the fourteen high-backed chairs had been damaged.

The old Taoist priest was furious, but he didn't kill the initiator Lu Li in the first place, because once he missed the present, the flow of the long river of time would be unstoppable, and the damage in the main hall would be irreversible.

"The orb is coming!" The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand, and the "Heavenly Jedi Eternal Silence Divine Bead" that Lu Li had put into his pocket flew out on its own, and flew towards the old Taoist priest.

Lu Liben was about to flee immediately, but he saw that the "Eternal Silence Divine Bead of the Jedi Beyond the Sky" and the "Acquired Sword Embryo" sealed in the bead were about to change hands again.

Lu Xuan was unwilling, his body jumped up, and his powerful big hand "snapped" and held the orb in his hand.

The Jedi Eternal Silence Divine Bead struggled violently, slamming left and right in Lu Li's hand, and even staggered forward a few steps with Lu Li.

Lu Li still didn't give up, and the thick sword yuan was injected into the orb, trying to appease the restlessness of this magic weapon.

"Oh, that's right. The old Taoist priest sneered, his hands formed a magic seal, and he shouted softly: "Accept!"

Lu Li sensed the danger, and wanted to let go of his palm but couldn't, a strong suction came from within the "Eternal Silence Divine Bead of the Heavenless Jedi", this suction Lu Li was somewhat familiar, and it seemed to be the source of the old Taoist's use of this kind of magical power several times.

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Li's thinking suddenly stagnated, and his eyes turned black in an instant, and he couldn't see a trace of the whites of his eyes.

At the same time, wisps of pitch-black demonic qi appeared on the palm of his hand holding the orb, and as soon as these demonic qi appeared, they frantically surged towards the "Eternal Silence Divine Orb of the Peerless Jedi", wrapping it in layers, like a silkworm cocoon, briefly resisting the terrifying suction force in the orb that seemed to devour everything.

"I didn't expect that a remnant of the desolation would have such a magic weapon on his body, and he would hold ......it up" Lu Li's voice suddenly became a little sluggish, as if he had changed a person, he looked at the old man in the Xuan robe, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in his dark eyes.

Being watched by such a pair of eyes, although the old Taoist priest was just a clone, he still felt a chill in his heart, and his intuition was that there was the deepest ominousness in those dark eyes.

The old Taoist priest shouted again: "Collect!" In the turtle-shaped hall, countless huge vitality was mobilized, making the suction power of the "Eternal Silence Divine Bead of the Jedi Beyond the Sky" flourish again and again.

The pitch-black demonic qi was no longer able to resist, and he was sucked into the orb with Lu Li.

There is no light, no darkness, no top, no future, silence for eternity, absolute nothingness, is the so-called great realm of nothingness.

Trapped in this place, Lu Li's heart no longer beats, his mind no longer works, and he can no longer be regarded as alive.

But at the same time, he is not really dead, his mind is stagnant, his soul is asleep, his heart is not beating, his limbs are not stiff, and he is in a mysterious state of no life and no death, in this state, even if the outside world has passed thousands of years, his body and soul will not change in the slightest, until eternity.

In such an absolute nothingness, there are changes quietly born.

The rusty broken sword that was half found in the valley and did not know its origin, at this time the vision gradually appeared.

I saw that the rust attached to it slowly dissipated, and the overall sense of obsolescence gradually faded, revealing the body of the broken sword that was as red as blood.

At this moment, illusory runes suddenly appeared, like chains all over the broken sword.

With the appearance of these runes, rust and staleness reappear, and the scarlet and bloody broken sword must be sealed again.

The scarlet broken sword trembled suddenly, and the strange power vibrated out, and for a while, the blood light was abundant, and everything around it was shrouded in a layer of blood red.

The runes that had been eroded into blood-red had no power to resist, and they immediately shattered and dissipated, creating a ripple of ripples in the eternal silence of the Void Realm.

As the seal was completely lifted, a crack suddenly opened in the hilt of the Scarlet Broken Sword, which continued to wriggle and expand, and finally turned into a round and evil vertical eye.

Before there were more abnormalities in this evil vertical eye, the suppressive power in the Void Great Realm had already descended, and the pair of evil vertical eyes that were finally open were irresistibly slowly closed, and the direction it was last looking at was Lu Li's frowning face.

At this time, Lu Li's sleeping soul was suddenly touched, ripples suddenly rippled on the heart lake of Gujing Wubo, Lu Li's eyelids trembled, although he still couldn't wake up, but a thought finally appeared in the depths of his heart:

Where am I?

As the first thought came to mind, ripples rippled on the lake of his heart, and these thoughts intertwined back and forth, allowing Lu Li's silent mind to finally work.

His mind was chaotic and disorderly, as if he was in the deepest dream.

In his dreams, he sometimes dreamed of the scene of the terrifying giant tortoise swallowing itself into his belly, sometimes dreaming of the rainy day when he was eight years old, he slashed the old sword fairy with his sword, or dreamed that he was secretly communicating with the guardian of the sword shrine in an unfamiliar tone......

Scenes of familiarity or unfamiliarity flashed through Lu Li's mind, and at the end of the picture was a huge blood-colored vertical pupil.

That blood-colored vertical pupil was evil and terrifying, full of undisguised madness and malice, as if it wanted to devour Lu Li's flesh, bones, and even soul!

The self in the dream is often the truest portrayal of the depths of the heart.

At this time, although Lu Li was a little frightened, he did not have the slightest fear, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he stared back at the vertical eye, and he was not weak in momentum.

At this moment, Lu Li's consciousness seemed to have a certain degree of resonance with the consciousness represented by the blood-colored vertical eye, and a strange scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was an ancient battlefield, dark clouds hung low in the sky, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and from time to time black ashes drifted by in the wind.

The sword on the ground was broken, the blood flowed like a river, and a large number of corpses were piled up, and at the top of the blood river of the corpse mountain, a figure held a sword and pointed to the sky, standing proudly.

This figure was blurry, and it seemed that it was just a supporting role, but the scarlet long sword he held in his hand was extremely eye-catching, and even the blood-colored vertical pupils glowing with a strange evil light on the hilt of the sword were visible.

As soon as the picture turned, the figure holding the scarlet sword turned into a bloody light and flew to the sky, constantly entangled and collided with several electric lights in the deep dark clouds, and occasionally the electric light fell to the earth, blasting out of the scorched black everywhere.

At the end of the picture, the figure holding the scarlet sword was hit by the nine heavenly thunders, and the ashes were wiped out, and the bones were gone, and the scarlet sword turned into blood and swept away, and he was nowhere to be found.

......

The screen turns again, and the scarlet sword reappears, and the new sword wielder has red skin and a tall body, and he is also unable to see his face, and he is facing the other two people in the picture.

One is the Xuanpao Taoist who stepped on auspicious clouds, held the dust in his hands, and hung a round of miniature crescent moon behind his head, his left hand was spread out, and a whole round orb was quietly suspended on it.

The second is an old man with dark and brown skin, a burly body and knotted muscles, he is surrounded by electric snakes all over his body, his appearance is submerged in thunder, and he holds a sharp and incomparable broad-bladed giant sword in his hand, and there is a groove in the center of the sword body, which is filled with almost substantial thunder and lightning.

When the war broke out, the three people in the picture showed their powers, and the earth was torn apart, the sky was low with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder roared.

During the battle, the Xuanpao Taoist stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew to a higher place, flipped his palm, and slapped the two people in the battle with his sword swing below.

In the loud bang, the earthquake cracked, and the dust flew all over the sky, only to see that in the place where the Xuanpao Daoist fell into his hands, there was an iron-black mountain.

The mountain shook for a while, and then the mountain shattered and cracked, and a blood shadow and a flash of lightning swept out one after another, entangled and collided and went straight to the sky.

The picture zoomed in, only to see the sky high, the scarlet long sword blood was magnificent, reflecting half of the sky, and the broad-bladed giant sword surrounded by thunder collided fiercely again, this time the scarlet long sword was broken out of a gap, but with the injection of a wisp of essence blood in the sword wielder's body, the scarlet long sword instantly recovered as before.

At this time, the Xuanpao Daoist stroked the orb in his palm, so that the appearance of the scarlet sword was reflected in the transparent orb, and then, he drew the Daoist runes on the orb, these runes resembled chains, and suddenly appeared on the scarlet long sword as soon as it was formed.

The tall old man swung his sword again at this time, and for a while, the lightning was flourishing.

Listening to the sound of "choking", the scarlet long sword, along with the sword wielder, was cut in two by the tall old man, and the broken sword quickly spread out a layer of rust, and the vertical pupil at the hilt of the sword was also closed immediately, and there was no longer any miracle.

At the end of the picture, the rusty half-truncated sword falls into the iron-black mountain, while the tall old man and the Xuanpao Taoist continue to fight, and disappear in the picture in an instant.

Lu Li in the dream was not sober-minded, the tall old man wrapped in the electric snake made him familiar, but he didn't recognize it, it was the "Electric Sword Saint" he had ever seen.

What the Xuanpao Daoist was holding in his hand was the "Eternal Silence Divine Bead of the Heavenless Jedi", and Lu Li in the dream state couldn't recognize it.

These pictures that did not belong to Lu Li's memory were shattered and dissipated in his dreams, and in his dreams, only the evil, scarlet, and crazy blood-colored vertical pupils remained......

......

Boom –

Boom –

Boom –

Every step the tortoise took was accompanied by a violent tremor of the earth, and wherever it passed, the barren earth was plowed into a path full of cracks.

In its huge eyes like a deep spring, a primeval jungle was already in front of it, and for the giant tortoise, such a primeval dense forest, it could be completely destroyed with a single turn, and it was really impossible to imagine that there would be a door to the outside world hidden in it.

At the forefront of the dense forest, the guardian of the sword mound stood in the air with his hands on his chest.

It was such a small creature, falling in the eyes of the giant tortoise, but with an extremely terrifying momentum, so that it could no longer take its eyes off.

With a sarcastic smile on his lips, the Sword Shrine Guardian picked up a tree and threw it at the turtle's head like a spear, which was too small for the turtle's exaggerated size.

With a roaring sound of breaking through the air, the tree slammed into the tortoise's neck, shattering into slag and causing no damage.