The sharp sword light, with a strong sword qi, directly penetrated the strange door, this door and the two lamps, as if they did not exist, like a phantom, could not be cut at all

Forget Chen frowned slightly: "Is this really the case?"

After trying a few more times, Forget Chen knew that there was no point in continuing to try, because he couldn't even touch this door, so how could he succeed?

"Could it be that what I see is just a phantom, and its real location is in a completely different direction from this?"

Swing the sword again, this time not at the two lamps and the eerie creepy door, but in the opposite direction. As a result, there was naturally nothing, and his sword light did not cut anything, only air.

Forget Chen didn't give up, he continued to try, and after a few times he had to give up, because he found that there was still nothing, which undoubtedly made him more dignified, because the current situation was so weird that he had to think so seriously.

"Could it be in a different dimension? It looks like it's in front of you, but it's possible that it's in another dimension at infinity, and it's just a projection of it. Because of this, he can't reach it!"

When it comes to the situation of space, this is not something he can do, with his current ability, it can only be a dry stare, even if he comprehends the spatial artistic conception, there is still no way, because his current cultivation is too low.

Forget Chen didn't know, in fact, his guess was not very correct, the place where these two lamps and the bloody door were actually located was the place he saw, but there was a special power between them, and that power was the years!

Because of the existence of the years, the dust is in the same place as the two lamps and the door, at different times!

It is precisely because of this that it has become a longing and unattainable! It is more ethereal than a mirage.

Click!

Like a door that has never been opened for a long time, it has a thick atmosphere of history.

Forget the dust feels more and more bad, this door seems to connect the present and the ancient era, although it is only a little open, but with a strong atmosphere of historical vicissitudes, with a terrifying aura that makes people tremble, it has already passed from the other side of the door.

"Not good!" Forget Chen naturally felt bad, but he had no room to retreat, because the moment he stepped on the altar, the world in front of him had completely changed, and there was no way to get out here.

"That bastard, damn it!" Forget Chen couldn't help but scold, "What the hell does that old guy want to do!"

The preacher outside the altar was looking at everything on the altar excitedly.

At this moment, the altar where Forgotten Dust was located was no longer in place, it seemed to exist in the void, and its surroundings seemed to be chaotic, floating chaotic qi, as if it was going to enter here to wrap it.

"Hahahaha! Sure enough, the bloodline power contained in this little doll's body is the most suitable for sacrifice!"

"Hahahaha, I don't want to die! How can I die like this, I'm not reconciled!"

"What does the extraterritorial war have to do with me, why should I be affected by it, and fall with this damn broken temple, I am unwilling!" The preacher looked up to the sky and roared, telling his unwillingness, telling about the injustice of God, he wanted to take this opportunity to open that channel, he wanted to go against the sky!

After laughing, he grabbed it casually, and suddenly, an image appeared out of thin air, and it was Xue Yirong and them in the image. At this moment, they are still in a certain mirror realm, and the eyes of the evangelist are obviously staring at Xue Yirong.

"If he can't open the passage, then it's your turn, don't blame me!" The old man's expression was slightly guilty, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of madness, and the hideous color on his face was even stronger, like a madman, "It's not my fault, if you want to blame those guys, I don't want to die!"

"Yes, that's right, that's it, you exist to fulfill me, to resurrect me! This is your fate, not just her, all of you are my sacrifice!"

At this time, what he was looking at was no longer just Xue Yirong, but everyone who was still in the mirror realm!

Above this main hall, there is a void space, and in this void space, there is a sea of flowers, if they forget the dust, the Stygian Butterfly and the others are here, they will definitely recognize where this is immediately. This sea of flowers is the place where they were teleported to when they opened the inheritance hall in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

At this time, there were already ten phantom shadows, and they were looking at the bottom of the sea of flowers, that place was the location of the main hall, as if these could not stop their observation at all, every move in the main hall, and even everything that happened in this Heavenly Desolate Hall was under their gaze.

"Are you really calm? That kid is the inheritor of your Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, this is about to be sacrificed, aren't you worried at all?"

The phantom of the Patriarch of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers smiled and said, "What is there to worry about, haven't you noticed that kid is special?"

"Oh, what's special?"

"What do you think of the fortunes around him?"

The words of the Patriarch of Wanhua Valley not only attracted the attention of the person who spoke to him, but also the attention of other phantoms.

"Huh?" Soon they realized something was wrong.

There was no fortune around him, as if he had been swallowed up by some strange force. ”

"This, is it ......?"

The Patriarch of Wanhua Valley nodded: "That's right, that's the Lucky Breaker, the Lucky Breaker who only exists in legends!"

"It's a pity that I haven't practiced such a technique as observing luck, otherwise I would have seen what his surroundings are like. At this time, a phantom shook his head and sighed.

"The old man doesn't have any cultivation techniques in this area, what is there to look at, you must know that people will win the sky, and the old man has never believed in luck or something!"

The patriarch of Wanhua Valley smiled when he heard this: "Man is determined to win the sky, isn't that just the right thing to use on this kid?" You know, where fortune is invisible, it is a strange power, which can indirectly affect the direction of heaven and earth. No matter who it is, whether it is a human or a beast, all things in heaven and earth have this fortune. ”

"But there are rumors of this kind of people, the Fortunebreakers, they are very peculiar, there is no fortune around them, and it is possible that the fortune exists, but it is destroyed by some special force field that they contain, which is why they can destroy the fortune of other people. This kind of people have never been affected by fortune, their future is chaotic, they can't be counted, they have always been in the human race to win the heavens!

"No matter who it is, although the future is uncertain, by calculating, how much can be extrapolated to some future outcomes. While these results are not necessarily accurate, the future is not directed after all. But how much can be good and avoid evil, and many things can be calculated more accurately. But the Bad Luck is different, their future is not visible at all, because their future is full of infinite possibilities!"

"Could it be that you handed over the inheritance of Wanhua Valley to him because you found out that he was a bad luckman?"

The Valley Lord of Wanhua Valley immediately put on a straight face and said, "Hugh is talking nonsense, am I that kind of person?"

Although his appearance was very serious, how could the other figures present not be able to see his pride, which was clearly showing off.

"Hmph, we'll take a good look and see how he escapes!" The realization of the Valley Lord of Wanhua Valley, that smug appearance, immediately attracted other resentment.

"We've never seen one before, it's only a legend, and it's what others have guessed. Now, although the luck phenomenon around this kid is very similar to that of a lucky breaker, those are just legends after all, and no one knows if they are so godly. ”

"Hmph, Bad Luck Breaker, to put it bluntly, in fact, there is no luck, so naturally everything depends on your own efforts, although the future is full of infinite possibilities, but this also includes this death!"

"Yes, that preacher is not a simple person, although there is only a trace of remnant soul left, but after all, he was once the top type of powerhouse. ”

The Patriarch of Wanhua Valley sneered and said: "What's the matter, it's just a remnant soul, and he still thinks of resurrection! If it weren't for the kindness of that old bald donkey, Lao Tzu would have slapped him to death a long time ago! Lao Tzu hates this kind of person the most, traitor, if it weren't for him, this deserted city would not have become what it is now!"

"Yes, who would have thought that those guys outside the territory would be so shameless, they have already signed a peace contract, and they are desperately threatening to be counterattacked, and they will destroy the deserted city, and also send this deserted city into the void and exile! It's a pity that we can't go out, otherwise I'd really like to go and see, it's full of all kinds of strange existences!"

"Amitabha!" The phantom of an old monk sighed slightly, a little bitter, and then closed his eyes and didn't ask about the world.

"The old bald donkey is still like this!"

"There's no way, the old bald donkey made the wrong friend back then, and he is also cold now!"

"Alas, our mission is almost complete, think about it, this time is really long, it will end soon, I feel really nostalgic!"

"Yes, old people, naturally we have to remember from time to time!"

"Hehe, we're just a will, it's been too long, it's long time to disperse, that's fine!"

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