The drums of war came to an abrupt end.

There was only the creak of the bronze door opening between heaven and earth.

Su Qi wiped the blood on his face, and the wound had slowly healed under the nourishment of the aura.

The jackdaw stared at the head of the celestial demon, hesitated, but still did not dare to make a move.

The door opened wider and wider.

There was a seeping friction and clattering sound from inside, as if a giant beast was crawling inside.

Chen Wanli flew the highest, and he threw countless flames, streaked across the sky like meteors, and fell near the bronze gate.

Shine a light on it.

However, the inside of the door is still pitch black, as if it is connected to another space.

The grinding sound of oozing people is getting louder and louder.

A hand suddenly reached out from inside the door and clutched at the bronze door, a long fingernail scratching through it, and there was a sharp screeching sound.

Jiancicada stood beside Su Qi, took a sip of the wine jug, and handed it to Su Qi.

Su Qi held it in one hand and poured it with his head up.

He wiped the corners of his mouth again and grabbed the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, a man burst out of the door.

To be precise, he is no longer alone.

He had patches of dark spots on his face, hollow eyes, long hair that was scattered, his clothes in tatters, his bare feet, the nails on his hands were long and hard, his legs were scarred, and an arrow was stuck to his left leg, but he didn't seem to be hurting or itching, and nothing happened.

He held on to the bronze door.

Look up at the dark sky.

Slowly walked towards Su Qi and the others.

At this time, Su Qi found that there was a bronze chain tied to this person's left foot, and the end was tied to the door, and he didn't know where, he didn't know what it was.

He walked slowly, but he crossed dozens of feet in one step.

The bronze chains rubbed against the ground as if they were endless, and as the man walked, they continued to roar out of the bronze door.

Chen Wanli waved his hand, and the fireball floating in the sky fell violently.

The man opened his mouth and roared.

He suddenly ran and slammed into the incoming fireball, and then leaped again, slapping his hands in the air and scattering several fireballs.

Chen Wanli's attack was useless to him.

A divine thunder shot out from between Qi He's horns and galloped away.

The man didn't dodge or dodge, turned his hand into a claw, and grabbed the divine thunder fiercely.

The lightning flickered, and the man took a few steps backwards, his clothes even more torn, and his hands were charred black, but not a drop of blood was shed.

"It's such a strong defense," Jian Cicada felt a little headache, this person was obviously a little weird, and looking at the fluctuations of the aura was only the Divine Mind Realm, but he could see Chen Wanli and Qi He's attacks as nothing.

The jackdaw flew up, inhaled deeply, and suddenly blew out a breath of cold air, and a cold wind blew out.

Frozen for thousands of miles.

The ice flew over the peaks, engulfing the woods and cutting through the long plains.

The man got up and jumped, but it was too late.

Frost crawled down his feet and up his body, quickly enveloping him.

After a few moments, it turned into an ice sculpture.

"Go over and see. ”

The jackdaw flicked his sleeves and led the crowd to the ground quickly, looking curiously at the strange man in the ice sculpture.

"It's a divine realm. Chen Wanli reached out and touched the ice sculpture.

Jian Cicada nodded, "Lack of intelligence, only fighting instinct." ”

Wei Qingmo frowned and said in surprise, "I seem to have seen him!"

"What?" Li Fuyao was shocked, "where have you seen him?"

"Wanshulou! there is a portrait of him," Wei Qingmo looked at that face, and slowly approached, although the dark spots covered the small half of his face, he could still barely see his appearance, "He was the seventh on the Divine Mind List 1,700 years ago!" Nie Huai!"

"Seventeen hundred years ago?" Su Qi was stunned, "Shouldn't this palace be buried under the cold lake for at least seven thousand years?"

"Little girl, are you right?" Jackdaw frowned, "is it a mistake?" ”

Li Fuyao shook his head, he stared at the bronze chain on the stranger's feet, there was a symbol on it, like a kneeling person, "I won't be mistaken, she is my Mr. Mo of Tianji Pavilion." ”

Jackdaw was stunned for a moment, he had also heard of Mr. Mo's name, but he really didn't expect that it was such a small girl.

He took a deep look at Wei Qingmo, turned his head to look at the black bronze door, and said with some fear, "That should be the problem of this bronze door." ”

"There's something coming out!" said Jieyu suddenly.

The grinding sound reappeared.

This time it's two people.

One man and one woman.

They were all in tatters, as if they had just gone through a big battle, the man was still a teenager with a young face, and the woman had short hair and looked quite capable, but their eyes were hollow.

Their feet are also tied with bronze chains.

"That young man is the third on the Divine Mind List three thousand years ago, Wei Zhengqing!" Wei Qingmo covered his mouth, "He is the ancestor of my Wei family!"

"Ancestor of the Wei family?" Li Fu was shocked.

"Well, Wei Zhengqing is extremely talented, he stepped into the Divine Mind at the age of seventeen, but he disappeared shortly after breaking through the realm," Wei Qingmo looked at him in disbelief, "There is still a portrait of him hanging in the ancestral hall of the Wei family!"

"What about the woman?"

Wei Qingmo shook his head, "I don't know." ”

The two walked to the door, looked at the place, and stood quietly, not making a move like the first person.

"What's going on?"

"What are they waiting for?"

"Someone else will come out!" Wei Qingmo frowned.

A young man walked out slowly, he had only one arm, and he walked up to the two men, and stopped.

"Five thousand years ago, the number one on the list of divine thoughts!"

A middle-aged man followed behind the young man, and there was a sword mark on his face.

"Seven thousand years ago, he was the tenth on the empty list! he was a person from the era of the Sword Immortal!"

Everyone was a little uneasy at first.

"The people who came out are getting longer and longer. ”

"Damn, there will be no ancients from 10,000 years ago, right?" Jian Cicada swallowed, his expression stiffened.

"Eight thousand years ago, the fourth on the empty Ming list!

"Nine thousand years ago, Kongming was the first on the list!

Another woman came out, her face dripping with blood.

"This man...... I don't know. Wei Qingmo shook his head blankly.

More and more people gathered, and there were already thirteen people standing in front of the bronze gate.

Counting the one that was frozen, there were fourteen in all.

The men stood on either side of the bronze door, but the center was empty.

"Gone?" asked the cicada cautiously.

"And!"

There was the sound of footsteps through the bronze door, clear, slow, and light.

The grinding and clanging of the bronze chains on the ground was gone.

The last man walked out slowly.

Su Qi and Jiancia glanced at each other, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to their hearts.

Because the last came out.

It's a girl.

She was wearing colorful clothes, her long hair was tied into more than a dozen braids, there was a small mole on her crystal earlobe, and she was carrying the wooden basket on her hand, faintly, there was the fragrance of flowers.

In her chest, a sword was inserted.

She was, the girl in the Katsura Grove.