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The Sword Pavilion is like a rising star in the heavenly river, independent of it, transcendent from the world.

The words Yan and Huang, wandering and pitching, tolerant and merry.

There are only dozens of strokes, but it seems to have exhausted thousands of laws.

"Yanhuang Sword Pavilion...... It's it!" Meng Ran was taken aback, and the light he had transformed flickered.

If he could make an expression, he would definitely be dumbfounded at the moment.

"It followed me into the world...... No, maybe it's because of it that I've been able to cross. Meng Ran floated to the door of the Sword Pavilion.

Facing the Sword Pavilion, Meng Ran could feel an oncoming breath, which was indescribable, complicated and difficult to understand.

Meng Ran remembered very well that he fainted after stepping on the tenth step again.

Now it's here.

"Is this my sea of knowledge, the Sword Pavilion is in my sea of knowledge?" Meng Ran lowered his head, and could only see the bottom of the light cluster, yellow light, slightly shining.

Suddenly, the Sword Pavilion shook, and the huge power spread out, like the collapse of the sky and the sea, like the silence of the stars, and the majestic tremor made people feel suffocated.

The Sword Pavilion was hazy, and a gray mist emerged, rolling violently like a wave, ethereal.

Meng Ran couldn't see the subtlety, but the people who stood at the top were here, and they would definitely be shocked.

That's the breath of chaos, chaos is surging!

The power of the origin is like the beginning of the world, the beginning of all things in heaven and earth, the gray light is filled, the fog is violent, like a dream.

With this power that was close to the beginning of heaven and earth, even Jian Zun did not dare to touch it easily.

If Meng Ran is submerged in it, he will die and be lifeless.

"In this Sword Pavilion, there are only swords, are those swords extraordinary?" Meng Ran didn't dare to act rashly.

He is not a fool, the Sword Pavilion is so mysterious and terrifying, how can he approach it easily.

"Yitian...... ...... Etien"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound from the Sword Pavilion, simple and immense, with bursts of echoes.

Meng Ran trembled all over, and suddenly felt terrified.

"Is there someone in the Sword Pavilion!?" Meng Ran was shocked.

This is his sea of knowledge, that is, the place where consciousness exists, and in layman's terms, it is the place where the soul dwells.

In the place where his soul dwells, there are other people.

What a terrifying thing it was for him.

"Yitian...... ...... Etien"

The voice came out of the Sword Pavilion, and the hazy chaotic qi could not be blocked, like a thunderous sound.

"Seniors, juniors also come here for some reason, if it disturbs your retreat, please Haihan. Meng Ran's light bent slightly, and he bowed towards the inside of the Sword Pavilion.

This is my sea of knowledge, you'd better retreat for thousands of years, and then come out when I'm old and dead.

This was what Meng Ran thought in his heart.

However, the voice inside did not stop, as if it was a long sigh across the ages.

It's like an unwilling murmur before death.

"Yitian...... ...... Etien"

"Senior, you're ...... The younger generation doesn't know what to do. Meng Ran looked inside nervously, not knowing what the other party was planning.

But don't dare to act rashly.

If people are in a happy mood, they just want to see the otherworldly world of flowers, so they grab their bodies and go out.

He didn't have the slightest room to maneuver.

In his heart, Meng Ran judged the voice inside to be the person of the earth.

Because the Yanhuang Sword Pavilion comes from the earth and is the inheritance of Yanhuang, it is naturally impossible for the people inside to change.

"Senior, why don't you retreat? Junior, go out first, and won't disturb you?" Meng Ran said cautiously.

Seeing that there was no sound coming from inside, Meng Ran breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the senior didn't mean to embarrass him.

To be able to stand in the chaotic qi, what a worldly cultivation should be.

Even though Meng Ran has not yet embarked on the path of cultivation, he still has the eyesight.

However, after saying this, Meng Ran reacted.

He didn't know how to get out of the sea of knowledge.

Surrounded by endless waves, with no end in sight and no end.

When Meng Ran came, he was oppressed by the desert ladder and lost consciousness, but here, he couldn't jump into the sea.

Not to mention whether the light group needs to breathe or not, if the light group is extinguished, he may have to disappear with it.

There is only a body left, no soul, and it is the living dead.

In Meng Ran's previous life, he was also called a vegetative person.

"I'm not here to be a vegetative person. Meng Ran was helpless.

Suddenly, the chaotic qi in the Sword Pavilion behind him churned violently, hazy, and spilled out.

Meng Ran was shocked, and the light group flickered.

There was a terrifying aura from the chaos, and after being wrapped in, it was difficult to say whether it was dead or alive.

"Heavenly ......"

The deep voice came out again, like the whisper of a god, like the hiss of a demon god.

There was no way to hide, and Meng Ran's light cluster was directly overturned by the chaos and wrapped in it.

Pain!

The boundless pain is thousands of times more intense than the pain on the ladder of human desolation.

Just in the blink of an eye, the originally bright yellow light dimmed and became illusory.

"Seniors, we are fellow villagers, you can't treat me like this, if you have something to say it well, I have Weilong here!" Meng Ran wailed and said weakly.

In the chaos, everything fell silent, there was no life or death, and even the long river of time was cut off.

Meng Ran desperately tried to break free, but there were two invisible big hands that imprisoned him.

The light was torn apart by chaos, as if to annihilate him and return to chaos.

"Yitian...... ...... Etien"

"You old bastard! We have no grievances, I beg you so much, you don't want to let me go, I wish you no children and grandchildren...... Ah!" Meng Ran's light group almost disappeared and roared.

There is only spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness.

That ball of light was Meng Ran's spiritual sense, and if it disappeared, it would also mean his death.

"Yitian...... Etienne ?......"

The quaint voice became confused, as if delirious.

"Yitian fart, Lao Tzu is a dragon slaying knife, let me out and chop you in minutes. ”

"Yitian...... Etienne ?......"

"You immortal banban, juniors don't use the dragon slaying knife, you just let me go. ”

"Yitian...... Yitian!"

Suddenly, the voice became thick, desolate, and majestic, like an emperor standing at the top of the world.

"Do you want to get out?" In the chaos, only this voice broke through the haze.

"Yes, senior, save me!" Meng Ran was surprised in his heart and shouted weakly.

"For my body, sacrifice your soul, and preach my way, so that you can get out. ”

"Be your body...... Sacrifice your soul...... Spread the ......" Meng Ran silently recited in his mouth, stopped halfway through the reading, and howled: "Senior, your price is too great, what is the difference between saving me and killing me?"

"In this way, you can get out. "Like the sound of thunder, it shook the world and fell.

"Senior, it's not right for me to scold you just now, can you lower the conditions, compare ...... Ahem, if I are your apprentice, you ...... What do you think?"

Meng Ran felt that it was difficult to speak, and his mind began to be unclear.

"In this way, you can get out. ”

"Senior, you...... Just ...... Be kind...... Isn't it okay?" Meng Ran's light trembled.

"In this way, you can get out. ”

"You have a plank, if you dare to come out, I will kill you!" Meng Ran was furious and roared.

......

"In this way, you can get out. ”

"Take off your uncle, Lao Tzu will die here today. Meng Ran struggled to squeeze out his disdainful face, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything on the light cluster.

......

"So ......"

"Phew, eighteen years later, Lao Tzu will still be a good man with a strip!" Meng Ran shouted weakly.

......

The chaos rolled down, and Meng Ran's mind was blurred and he lost consciousness.

The emperor-like divine voice stopped, as if it was silent, as if it was thinking, and it was silent for a long time.

"I am relying on the sky, cutting mountains, rivers and rivers, splitting the world and the world...... I am the ...... of Heaven Broken on the top of the mountain......"

That voice lost its majesty and domineering, leaving only endless loneliness.

"The Descendants of Heaven ......"

The Sword Pavilion shook again, this time directly rising from the ground, and the chaotic qi rolled and dragged it into the air.

As if he had spiritual wisdom, a snow-white sword aura flashed out of the Sword Pavilion, dazzling and dazzling, suspended in Meng Ran's sea of knowledge.

"Boom!"

Meng Ran's sea of knowledge rolled up, and the waves were surging.

The Sword Pavilion was wrapped in chaotic qi and rushed towards Tianyu, breaking through the air from Meng Ran's sea of consciousness and leaving far away.

"Descendant of the sky...... Descendants of the Heavenly Descendants...... Where ?......"