Xiyi swordsmanship!

Taiyue three breezes!

Deadly Serial Three Immortal Sword!

The swordsmanship of the Huashan faction··· Or the swordsmanship that Yue Buqun should know in everyone's cognition, one move at a time.

These swordsmanship should have been quite superficial in Yue Buqun's eyes, but in the deepest part of this sea of minds, the power was amazing.

The space-time cycle of the Key to the Gate was broken, and the chaotic sea that was set off was also locked by the sword light.

On the surface, the battle situation is already Yue Buqun who has the absolute upper hand.

But no matter how much Yue Buqun attacked with one sword or sword, he couldn't completely remove the key to the door from his heart.

He seemed to be truly and completely integrated with Yue Buqun.

Even if Yue Buqun was at the cost of the collapse of his energy level by two levels, he only temporarily cut out the 'true self', and did not really eliminate it from his body and heart.

The darkness, the secrets, the weirdness, the unknown mysteries, it seems like they can never be cut away.

Even chaos is broken and the void is torn apart.

But behind the curtain is still black, and after chaos is chaos.

You can't see the edge, and you can't see the result.

The opponent is too strong!

Nope... It's not just strong!

There is also the advantage that it is difficult to remove.

"You can't kill me, you can't get rid of me, because I'm you, and you... That's me! The sound of the key to the door reverberates in the space.

The voice was emotionless, but it was like a nightmare, and with Yue Buqun's more sword light, it seemed more and more deep and weird.

He wasn't trying to intimidate Yue Buqun.

It was He who extracted Yue Buqun from that vast array and gave him an extraordinary opportunity.

It was he who gave Yue Buqun, who lived again, the opportunity to broaden his horizons, so that he was no longer limited to one side of the world.

It was He, who created the convenience again and again, so that Yue Buqun picked up the wool from the bodies of his disciples until he became a powerhouse of the ninth energy level, standing at the apex of the infinite universe.

It was He who helped forge Yue Buqun's belief in invincibility and gave him the courage to swing his sword at any being.

It's Him! It's Him! It's all Him!

Perhaps in the process of Yue Buqun's growth, his own efforts and determination, the feedback and help from his apprentices, and the support and contribution from his friends are all very indispensable.

But that map... The map that the key to the door is the real key.

How important that picture was back then, how deadly it is now.

Compared to the apprentices' golden fingers, which would be easily restrained by him, the deadly hidden in the map was too cruel.

But at this moment, Yue Buqun would not consider the injustice of fate at all.

Fate has always been a, and the more you surrender to it, the more it bullies you.

"If I can't kill you, I'll let you be me!" Yue Buqun's eyes were fierce, and he had no more choices at this moment.

He seems to have the upper hand, but in fact he uses his influence and existence at the intersection of the unreal and the real, shaking the unreal with the real, and then using the unreal to connect with reality.

Under the mutual circulation, as long as he wields a sword that conforms to Yue Buqun's 'human design', he can obtain endless power in the underworld.

However, these are consumed in constant use.

And, more importantly, he was worried that it would drag on for too long.

If a hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed, how many people will remember him and know him?

Those movies, TV series, spin-offs, jokes, stories, jokes... Will it be eliminated under the ruthless crushing of real time?

Yue Buqun had envisioned the future, so he couldn't sit still.

He had to be brave enough to do something when he had the advantage.

Yue Buqun fiercely pounced towards the chaotic ocean and went deep into it.

The black tide overwhelmed him, and endless mysterious power poured into his body, wanting to transform him.

Against this transformation, Yue Buqun continued to refine himself, and then continued to swing his sword non-stop.

He has to fight against time, against time.

It's a protracted entanglement, and either he swallows the key to the door, or the key to the door swallows him.

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In the chat group, the group members looked at Yue Buqun's gray and gray avatar, showing that he was 'crossing the catastrophe', and once again expressed their concern and concern.

"What's wrong with Master? Aren't they all already at the ninth level? The ninth energy level still needs to cross the tribulation? Wind Chime asked.

"I don't know! The last time I saw Master, it was the last time, and he caused me a lot of trouble, and I wanted to complain to him. Lin Pei said it lightly on the surface, but in fact, it was to ease the atmosphere.

After all, three full years have passed.

Almost every month, there will be a topic of conversation.

Of course, in the early days, it was more enthusiastic, and everyone discussed and discussed ways every day.

It's just that, three years have passed, and now everyone has become silent on this topic.

"The only thing we can do now is to protect Master's body."

"Second Senior Brother! Do you need me to change shifts with you this month? Lin Pingzhi asked.

After Wang Ye was taken away by Yue Buqun, he stayed in the fused gold world, so it was up to Wang Ye to open the door to other people who could reach this world and help protect Yue Buqun's body.

"No!" Ling Yue replied calmly and coldly.

At this time, on the top of the snow-covered mountain, Ling Yue turned into a snowman and guarded there, and in the entire Huashan Mountain, any wind and grass could not escape his sight and perception.

He's still so reliable and determined.

In the past three years, he has sharpened the sword in his hand more sharply, but he has hidden the edge, just waiting for the moment to confide.

"I don't know why, my heart is beating fast these days... I feel a little uncomfortable, and I always have nightmares to Master! Zhao Ling'er said suddenly.

These words made the atmosphere in the chat group that had eased a little, and it stiffened again.

"Hahaha! Senior Sister Ling'er! You're overthinking! Relax, Master, no problem! Wang Ye deliberately let out a hearty laugh.

Actually, he felt something similar.

Even stronger than Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er felt that it was because she had Nuwa's bloodline, and after breaking her fate, the breath of Nuwa's descendants became stronger day by day, relying on her innate spiritual sense, she gave birth to an induction.

As for Wang Ye, it is because the bond between him and Yue Buqun is deeper than that of other disciples.

After all, he was parasitized by the key to the door.

It's just that the part that parasitizes him is too thin and too little, and belongs to a little branch of omniscient omniscience, and he himself is too pulled, and the use rate of this golden finger is really not high, and the key to the door looks down on him.

Of course, if Yue Buqun and the Key to the Door, in the battle of the mind, they entered a state similar to the same end.

Then Wang Ye will be activated as an alternative.

This is also the origin of Wang Ye's further panic.

"Let me come!" In the chat group, Tony, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly popped up with an application.

Then everyone saw Tony Stark's tired face, who should have stopped aging, but now he actually showed a bit of old age.

Wang Ye immediately agreed to Tony's application.

The next moment, Tony Stark appeared in front of Wang Ye with a large metal box on his back.

"Uncle Tony! Do you have a solution? Wang Ye looked at the box behind Tony and asked excitedly.

"Lacking enough experimental data, I had to try my best," Tony said. ”

Saying that, Tony rushed directly to Yue Buqun's 'retreat' position.

It's not the first time he's here, and he's familiar with the road.

The disciples of the Huashan faction didn't know that they were in charge, but in fact, in the catastrophe of life and death, they didn't put the vigilance inside the mountain gate too strictly.

At least for Tony, a powerhouse who has reached the peak of the seventh energy level.

Next to Yue Buqun's 'body', Tony turned on the live broadcast, and then put some patches on various parts of Yue Buqun's body.

"We have studied before, Brother Yue's soul has sunk into the depths of his soul, and it can also be regarded as the bottom of the dream realm."

"So I changed the quantum device and built this device to communicate the underlying layer of the dream realm." Tony said in short words.

has been a superhero for so many years, and he has long been accustomed to how to explain his difficult black technology in a more understandable way.

"Are you saying that we can connect our hearts with Master's hearts, and then go to the bottom of Master's dreams to rescue him?" Lin Pei asked.

In the past, Lin Pei was not qualified to discuss this with Tony, so it was enough to nod and act as a mascot.

But now, he is also a master of technology, although not as good as Tony, but not to be underestimated.

"Nope! I can't do this, if the Mind Gem and the Soul Gem can also take effect in this world, I can do this, but I can't just mobilize their energy and create some materials and derivatives. Tony shook his head while debugging the device.

The Infinity Stones of the Marvel world are born from some origins of the universe, and without the support of a specific universe, their power naturally does not exist.

On the contrary, their creations have become independent in their own right, and have been endowed with extremely characteristic energy, even if they are used in other universes, they can also have a good effect.

Tick··· Tick Tick!

The device made some noises, and Tony said, "That's it!" ”

Through this device, we can communicate with the bottom of Brother Yue's heart, call him as much as possible, and convey our wishes to him.

"What's the use of that?" Wang Ye muttered.

Tony Masashi: "No! Very useful! The human soul is very magical, the more it sinks to the bottom, the arc of time will be stretched about long, it is very likely that the reality has only passed a minute, and at the bottom of the soul, ten years, a hundred years or even a thousand years have passed. ”

"Three years to the bottom of the soul, it is very likely that Brother Yue has sunk for hundreds of thousands of years, without our support, he will forget himself and be exiled forever."

As he spoke, Tony solemnly picked up the communicator-like thing, put it to his lips and said, "Jarvis! Perform the first quantum shock linkage. ”

"Hello! I'm Iron Man, Tony Stark! ”

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In the Sea of Chaos, in the endless submersion, Yue Buqun couldn't remember how long he swung his sword.

He had long since been unable to maintain his human form.

When he is irrigated by mystery and darkness, as time goes by, persistence becomes meaningless, and even if he condenses his 'self' to the extreme, the pressure from all sides will only become more and more difficult, and the final conclusion is only to step into the twist.

The brief arrival of Lu Pressure and Dao Ancestor was already a long, long, long time ago for Yue Buqun.

So far away that he had forgotten about it.

The faces and images of wives, sons, daughters, and apprentices have long been blurred, and have become a distant symbol of their own.

Soon, he will forget even these symbols.

The key to the door was not attacked, but in this ubiquitous infestation, it gradually wore away Yue Buqun's last tenacity and resistance.

He... I'm about to lose!

His only insistence is to run as far as possible from the ultimate form of the 'Key to the Door'.

Fight the weird with the weird, fight the mysterious with the mysterious.

Yue Buqun had also obtained a large number of divine paths from the hands of Russell the Great.

Therefore, he can decompose the essentia in the sea of chaos, arrange and combine it according to his own requirements, and irrigate it in the soul.

For a powerful ominous god like the Key to the Gate, it's not as much authority and power as possible.

It's about matching, it's about fitting.

Too much encroachment will only lead to endless madness and stupidity.

That's what all the ominous gods are eager to overcome and fight.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't be so eager to integrate into the civilized world and be a part of it.

"The Flame of Civilization!"

"The Flame of Civilization!"

"The Flame of Civilization!"

Every time Yue Buqun waved the sword he held in his tentacles and swept out a sword, he would mumble a word.

Igniting the fire of civilization in his heart was the only way he thought of to break the game before he fell into half-madness.

What does true civilization begin with?

Fire!

Drill wood for fire!

Prometheus steals fire!

All are the beginnings of civilization.

Many people tend to get a definition in reverse.

It is believed that fire is like the sun, so warm and great.

But in fact, the sun is a burning fireball, so it is great, sacred, and has a special meaning among countless stars.

Yue Buqun wants to win this struggle, and he wants to ignite the fire of sacred civilization in his heart.

He used all his sword moves and means, but he couldn't rub the true fire of civilization out of the chaos.

There is no shortage of fire and light.

But what is less?

Sink!

Keep sinking!

Until the end of the heart, until the end of chaos, until everything completely collapses.

The sea of chaos is ebbing, shrinking.

It's not that Yue Buqun is about to be liberated, but that his heart is shrinking and gradually dissipating himself.

"Hello! I'm Iron Man, Tony Stark! ”

"Hello! I'm Iron Man, Tony Stark! ”

"Hello! I'm Iron Man, Tony Stark! ”

The voice sounded in the deepest part of the empty heart that seemed to be a little too quiet, and then through the barrier of the covering, it weakened layer by layer, and with a faint sound, it reached Yue Buqun's 'ears'.

Tony Stark?

Who is it?

So familiar!

Yue Buqun opened his scarlet eyes vaguely.

He only has one eye now.

The extra eyeballs that grew out of his body were all tenaciously picked out by him.

Even the original eyeballs of the mutation were dug out by him.

Of course, this is a soul body, and in essence, Yue Buqun is just distorted in the shape of a soul.

It's just that the world of the mind has been sunk for so long, and the boundary between reality and illusion has long been stretched to a blurred point where it is impossible to recognize.

The outside temperature was minus 20 degrees, sitting in a warm room, lying on a chair, close to the fireplace, outside the house was the sound of whirring wind and falling snow, and the crackling of firewood in the house, I had a dream at this time.

So is this dream something you're going through, or is it an unknown and unrecognizable vague memory?

"Tony..."

"Master! Me! Wang Ye! Hi! Are you listening? Another voice came.

"Master! Have you deleted your browsing history? Has your computer's hard drive been emptied? Have you cleaned up your phone memory and chat history? Wang Ye's questions made Yue Buqun's eyes move more flexibly and smartly.

"Master! Don't listen to this bastard's nonsense, hurry up and get through the disaster! Our chat group can't do without you, and our lovely disciples can't do without you. I'm still waiting for you to take us on! Wind Chimes shouted.

"Master! I begged Nuwa Niangniang many times, and every time the lottery was drawn. This is Zhao Ling'er's voice.

"Ling'er! You can't talk nonsense, it's obvious that you changed the visa. Lin Qinger said.

Then I heard a calm voice say, "Quick! Go and gather more people, the group of friends, as well as Master's family, and the disciples in this world, all of them. ”

"Let them all talk to Master."

"Uncle Tony's fluctuations on this instrument are building."

There were more cacophony of voices.

In an instant, in the deepest part of Yue Buqun's heart, a large number of various voices began to reverberate.

There are greetings, there are shouts, and there are noises.

It seemed like a long time, and it didn't seem to be long, and faintly, he heard some children's cries and noises.

"Kid...?" Yue Buqun was suddenly shocked, and the black, slippery and greasy things that covered his body like sludge began to be cleared out a little.

At least some of the human form was restored first.

Memories that are so distant that they are hard to retrieve are turning into fragmentary pictures, slowly uploading little by little.

More and more sounds, more and more pictures.

"Who am I?"

"Who am I?"

"I'm Chartu?"

"That's not right! I'm Ksokin... ”

"Is it #¥%&*?"

"That's not right! Wrong! Wrong! I am... I am... ”

"I am... Yue Buqun! ”

"I'm Yue Buqun!" Yue Buqun muttered to himself, retreated his limbs into palms, and grasped the sword that shone with rainbow light again.

Swish!

A sword splits, and the sea is divided.

The key to the door, which had been silent for a long time, looked very angry.

He has been quietly letting Yue Buqun go for a long, long time, just to use this kind of eternal spiritual cage to wear away Yue Buqun's self-consciousness.

Yue Buqun's actions of constantly decomposing essrinsa and incarnating into different ominous gods, he connived at them all.

Because that's the process, not the result.

No matter what the process is, as long as the result is right, He doesn't care.

It was about to succeed, but it was suddenly broken by these voices.

He lifted more curtains, like layers of cocoons, enveloping Yue Buqun.

In the end, Yue Buqun only heard one voice, firm, strong, and resolute: "Master! This heart is bright, and what can I say! ”

Bang!

The heart exploded, and a seed began to sprout.

Then the Tree of Divine Consciousness began to stretch out.

Out of the dirty silt soil, the sacred Tree of Light grows!

Civilization is fire!

And the fire... It's hope!

Yue Buqun, I found hope!

And I found the fire!

(End of chapter)