The reflection of the sword body shone on Zheng Yuantai's face.

Sweat trickled down the twisted muscles of his face one by one, dripping onto the ground.

"What if you destroy the door?"

After hearing Tang Butian's words clearly, Zheng Yuantai was first stunned, and then relieved, he said: "Xiao Tang, I can call you that, I ......"

He saw Tang Butian turn his head to look at Jiang You.

"I've been thinking about what it means to cut off meaning," Tang Butian pursed his lips, "Losing meaning means not existing, that is, dying, the door does not exist, the passage does not exist, and it can be killed, even killing the gods." ”

Zheng Yuantai's gaze fell on the knife in Tang Butian's hand.

Wooden scimitar.

The curvature is soft and the texture is quaint.

Only the tip of the knife is sharp.

"This wooden knife ......"

"I got it in the Sword Shrine."

"Is that the sword?"

"Yes."

"A trace of God's divine thought is in this door," Jiang You took a few steps forward and walked in front of Tang Butian, he saw that the shirt on her shoulder had been torn open, and some blood seeped out, "This so-called god, part of his body seems to be in the research institute." ”

"The god?"

"Maybe," Jiang You nodded, "This door, this crack that is opened now, some weak insects can come and go freely, and this trace of divine thought on the door, it will continue to devour and assimilate these attracted insects," he smiled, "Mr. Lin encountered, it is estimated that he slipped out from here, maybe he came earlier, and took advantage of the chaos to hide in the magic weapon." ”

"Am I assimilated by it?" Zheng Yuantai's voice interjected.

"Yes." Jiang You answered him.

"What am I going to do?" Tang Butian asked.

"You don't need to kill this thread of divine thought, you just need to keep consuming its power to make it weaker so that it can pass through this gap," Jiang You picked up a strand of hair that Tang Butian had scattered on his shoulder, his hair was stained with some blood, and his fingers slid down the hair, "I can use it as a sacrifice and close this door." ”

"I'll come." Zheng Yuantai said.

"I can do it." Tang Butian said.

"I've fought it, I've had experience, and, knowing what it is," Zheng Yuantai grabbed his sword with his hand that had turned into a claw, "I want to fight it again." ”

Tang Butian was silent.

Only the last traces of the door remained.

She said, "Okay." ”

"You and Yi...... Like your master, do you only cultivate sword intent? ”

"Yes."

"This is my sword intent." Zheng Yuantai said.

The voice fell, and the wind rose.

The wind blew across Don Butian's cheeks.

She heard many sounds in the wind, the willow branches swaying slowly by the river, the water rippling with layers, and the drizzle falling into the dirt......

A gentle wind surrounded Zheng Yuantai's body.

He stood up in the wind.

He stood very unsteadily, almost relying on his sword to support his upper body.

He was standing.

The wind blew on the door.

The scars are completely gone.

A layer of light peeled off the door, and it splintered down, shattering into countless points of light and flying towards Zheng Yuantai......

The scales spread across his body.

Suddenly, a cloud of blood erupted from his body.

The wind blew the fog away.

The scales on his body were gone, as if they had been cut off, and his flesh and bones were exposed.

Tang Butian clenched the handle of the knife.

"He doesn't want people to see him like this." Jiang You said softly.

Tang Butian stretched out his hand.

The wind blew through her fingers, and she said, "He's demonstrating his sword intent to me." ”

The wind wrapped up the points of light and turned them into small wind balls, floating around and lighting up the cave.

Tang Butian saw Jiang You nodding at Zheng Yuantai.

Zheng Yuantai's body floated upward.

He raised his sword.

The wind stopped.

A crackling explosion sounded, and the wind balls spun at high speed, turning into whirlpools of wind, strangling the points of light wrapped in them.

The light and shadow on the door distorted, as if struggling.

Suddenly, all the light dimmed, and so did the light in the crack in the door.

"Ah......h

"Uncle Zheng?"

After his vision adapted to the darkness, Tang Butian saw that Zheng Yuantai was standing by the crack of the door, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed it at his body.

She was about to move forward when a wall of wind blocked her.

Zheng Yuantai closed his eyes.

The light twisted on his sword, in his body, struggling, trying to get out.

The wind around him howled, he heard his bones snap and break, he was blown off, he turned his head hard, he saw Tang Butian.

There was light in her eyes.

It's tears.

A transparent spider silk stuck to the door, followed by a second, a third......

Zheng Yuantai's body was slowly pushed out.

First the tail, then the torso, and the hands......

Tang Butian was about to move forward, Jiang You wrapped one hand around her waist from behind her, and grabbed her knife-holding hand with the other.

"You ......"

"Tang is not sweet, look at it carefully, you only have one chance."

Tang Butian blinked his eyes vigorously a few times, tears fell, and his vision became clear again.

"After your uncle consumed part of its power, he pretended to be in the middle of the trick, drew out its body, and restrained it in his body. I will now use the cobwebs as an altar and them as sacrifices, and close the door," Jiang You said in her ear, "The moment before it is completely closed, you are going to kill the door," he paused, "I will extract Zheng Yuantai's soul at that moment, it may not be too complete, but reincarnation is not a big problem." ”

"What am I going to do?"

"Do what you want, you can kill without the door blessed by divine thoughts."

Tang Butian looked at the door, it was not a door, but a tunnel, a very dark and long tunnel, there were many hungry corpses piled up on both sides of the tunnel, the corpses of monsters, and she saw a little invisible white glimmer at the front of the tunnel.

The tip of the wooden knife sinks.

Jiang You let go of his hand.

The last ray of light is to seal the spider silk.

Tang Butian stabbed a wooden knife at that point.

A wooden knife stabbed through the door.

She felt the other end of the wooden knife, she was caught, her whole person was taken into the tunnel, she kept moving forward, the corpses of the monsters stood up one by one, blocking in front of her, she kept waving the wooden knife, slashing, slashing, slashing, faster and faster, until, reached the end......

The wooden knife body is lit up with a simple pattern.

She closed her eyes.

Surrender all the power to the wooden knife.

Jiang You saw the door crack inch by inch, and the gravel flew out from around the girl's body.

"It's a loss-making business again." He dodged a piece of rubble, took a postcard from his bag, and lit it.

A transparent figure squeezed out of the gap, and the last of the spider silk fell.

Tang Butian slammed it to the ground.

Body, can't move.

But she heard the wind blowing in her face.

And footsteps.

She was poked twice in the cheek with her fingers.

"Me, did you succeed?" She asked.

"It's done, someone carried you out, are you happy?"

"What?" Tang Butian opened her eyes with difficulty, and she saw Zheng Yuantai, who looked at her a little blankly.

A spider silk was wrapped around Zheng Yuantai's hand.

"It's going to collapse here." Jiang You picked up Jiang Mo as he spoke, pulled his legs and ran forward.

After hearing the cracking sound, Zheng Yuantai finally reacted, he immediately picked up Tang Butian and ran forward with Jiang You.