In the midst of the ghost gate, the land of eternal darkness.

That door stood at the end of the darkness.

At this end of the door, sat a man in white, holding an unpretentious iron sword in his arms, leaning against the door, his sideburns swaying in the breeze.

So in the darkness, a light was on.

Great light.

Jian Zongming was holding the iron sword, he waited in front of the door, sat in front of the door, and waited in front of the door.

One man, one sword.

Stay at the door.

"You're here. ”

The man in white holding the iron sword, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep, the white clothes on his body and the Dugu in his arms began to tremble slightly at this moment.

In the darkness in the distance, surrounded by thousands of ghosts, there is an equally lonely figure, which is not the same as the loneliness of Jian Zongming.

Yuan Tiangang's loneliness is the loneliness of bearing death alone, he has gone through countless years alone, and there are no more people around him who walked together back then.

The deity was nailed to the bottom of Putuo Mountain by the tip of Lu Shen's sword, at the bottom of the heavens, for thousands of years, if the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism were a little stronger, or if the overlord really tried his best to pull out the tip of Lu Shen's sword, he would not have recovered it again now.

This immortal body is even more perfect than the body that gathers the eight heavenly phases.

Because this is the "immortality" that only exists in legends.

Nail to death by Lu Shen, not seeing the day, not sleeping, the sea of souls fluctuates, the vicissitudes of life, and now the tip of the sword is pulled out, he opens his eyes again, and the king is in the world.

This is immortality.

Not the immortal immortal, but the immortal!

The young man who walked in the dark night, the two bodies, in the process of walking, slowly merged into one, he held Lu Shen with both hands, his walking posture was solemn and sacred, with a smile on his face, he looked at the man in white in front of the door, and said seriously: "It is indeed a rare sword immortal." ”

Jian Zongming hugged Dugu and slowly opened his eyes, he said calmly: "In the world, you have hidden Feng so far, just for today?"

There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the young man, he still had a smile on his face, and said gently: "No, I'm not for today." ”

"I'm here for tomorrow and for yesterday. The young man holding the sword said softly: "You don't understand, I want to change my fate, not the fate of one person, but the fate of a people." ”

Jian Zongming's voice did not fluctuate, he smiled, and said, "I think I did make a mistake. When I came to the end of the sword path, I only wanted to ask for an opponent, if the overlord didn't wake up, I would be invincible in the world, I couldn't wait for Li Changge's further step, and I couldn't wait for the completion of the Bodhisattva position of the Jizo King of Qingshi, so I came here Now it seems that I am in the ghost gate, not in the world, so that you can pull out Lu Shen, it is my biggest mistake. ”

Yuan Tiangang, who was standing with a sword in his hand, shook his head with a smile, and he said seriously: "You can't kill me." ”

Jian Zongming stood up, he held up Dugu, and said word by word: "How do you know if you don't give it a try?"

Yuan Tiangang suddenly turned around.

In the ghost gate, it was as dark as a long night, and a brilliant golden light came through the thorns, spanning countless distances, and smashed in front of him in an instant.

The young man holding the sword had a calm face, he had long expected this scene, Lu Shen still held it, flew up and kicked on the golden light, inch by inch of golden light burst out, the bluestone monk's robe flew like a flower, and the two figures collided together in an instant.

Jian Zongming, who has always been a heads-up opponent, no longer stands upright, his expression is solemn, and he throws the Dugu high.

A white line descended between heaven and earth.

There is nothing in the world to stop the lonely.

Magical and uneasy.

Yuan Tiangang laughed loudly: "Can you two stop me?"

The tip of the Lu Shen sword, which had always been held in his hand, was thrown out by the young man with all his might, and the tip of the sword was upward, colliding with the tip of the Dugu sword that fell with the momentum of ten thousand jun-

Suddenly, the flames burst out.

Dugu's sword qi slashed above Lu Shen, like a big wave hitting a stone, dividing two waves of sword qi into a long tide, and Jian Zongming no longer used the sword to hit hard.

Dugu can cut everything in the world, but he can't split this "Lu Shen".

At that time, the complete "Lu Shen", split a whole fairy world, smashed the sky, in terms of texture, it is unique in the world, Dugu is just a mortal sword, if there is no sword protection, only need to collide with "Lu Shen" gently, then it will be intercepted and broken, all broken.

Yuan Tiangang, who was carrying the Eight Great Heavenly Phases and a perfect immortal body, stopped in front of him with one hand expressionlessly, resisting the punch that Qingshi smashed with all his strength.

The great Bodhisattva of Buddhism, if he attains the fruition position, is the most powerful top existence in the realm of all beings, and the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, if he should crown the Buddha Gate in terms of killing power, he has only missed all the passages and has never cultivated it back then.

Now the six divine powers are all complete.

The ghost gate was white.

Yuan Tiangang was smashed by a punch and flew out, his feet stepped on the pitch-black earth, as if taking root and constantly swept back, his white spill was bombarded by a punch of qi and hunting, and the whole person smashed into a pitch-black mountain, his body was not affected in the slightest, he stagnated slightly, the entire mountain was shattered, and countless gravel burst out.

That golden light was so powerful that it was by no means unstoppable.

The white young man whose entire arm was already sore shook his palm, and praised softly: "Jizo Bodhisattva, it really lives up to its name, now you are standing above all living beings, and you are crushing it alone, if the karma of the ghost gate is crossed by you, I am afraid I will not be able to take advantage of this blessing of creation." ”

Bluestone was expressionless.

The ghost gate is empty.

"Those Yin soldiers have been sent to the world by me. Rubbing his left hand with his right hand, Yuan Tiangang, whose sour arm kept turning, said softly: "Those karmas, you can't cross." It is said that after the leakage is completed, he will never die again, today I want to give it a try, is there something that can kill you?"

Bluestone pupils are constricted.

The young man who was hundreds of feet away, at the moment when he clenched his left fist, the whole person moved and smashed down with a punch, and unreasonably blasted open the golden light of the protective body in front of Qingshi's forehead.

The six Dharma bodies of the Jizo King Bodhisattva shook out, Qingshi shouted with all his might, raised his arms, and blocked in front of him, the white young man was full of strength, and his left fist was drawn into a full circle like a bent bow, and fell suddenly!

All the qi of the ghost gate was triggered by this punch.

The Jizo King Bodhisattva, who has already attained the attainment of perfection, has six Dharma bodies as if they are facing a great enemy, prayer flags, treasure beads, and Zen staffs, trembling wildly at this moment, and the six Bodhisattvas who have replaced the six realms of reincarnation are glaring angrily, stretching out their arms, and their palms are close to each other.

Bluestone blocked the punch with both arms.

He raised his head and looked at Yuan Tiangang, who was close at hand, and he saw the young man's face, whose eyes were calm to almost indifference.

And then, for a moment.

His soul "buzzed"-

All voices were far away from him.

The body of this perfect Jizo King, Mu Ran let go of his hands, and was smashed by the white man's punch and flew backwards, the whole body was almost parallel to the ground, the white dragon ran violently on the ground, shot out like an arrow, and came to the front of the bluestone, pressed down with one hand, smashed the bluestone's head into the ground, and then split all the way, crashing into a mountain.

The mountain crumbled.

The second mountain.

Eighteen mountains in succession, sliding for dozens of miles, the barren land of the ghost gate, and the golden Buddha light dragged out, were no longer as strong as they were at the beginning, and even brought a trace of blood light.

Yuan Tiangang, who was a little relaxed in his breath, turned around, and his chest was stabbed by the tip of the Dugu sword, and he was choked, and his hands were staggered to scatter the sword qi, and the Dugu sword was almost pierced through the chest.

No matter what realm a cultivator is, even if the immortals are fighting today, they also pay attention to one go.

Yuan Tiangang stood up silently, he looked at the huge ravine in front of him and behind him, pushing it all the way, he didn't know how many mountains he had shattered, even if he was a real immortal, he would die if he did this.

It's just that the monk under him, his eyes are closed, his fingers have not trembled, but his forehead has some signs of depression when he is pressed.

The golden Buddha light still flows, although dim, but it is beginning to regain its light.

Bluestone opened his eyes, and he let out a faint breath.

"Leaking out the supernatural powers" Yuan Tiangang narrowed his eyes, he stared at the bluestone, and said word by word: "This supernatural power is only a fraction worse than immortality." ”

Sword Sect Ming swept the sword, he raised a finger, the sword qi was covered, and wherever he thought about it, Dugu sword qi poured out, surrounded the bluestone, and protected the Dharma for him.

In this battle, because of the existence of "Lu Shen", his "Dugu" was suppressed and difficult to play.

Jian Zong knew that Qingshi wanted to drag it down, at least until the injury recovered a little, and then he would fight.

"You don't have the Divine Soul Method, and the soul power of the Ninth Realm can't be compared to me in the Immortal Realm. Yuan Tiangang said calmly: "Even if your body is strong enough, I only need to use the Divine Soul Method, and it is possible to directly disperse your Divine Soul in a certain punch. ”

Qingshi bowed his body, his face was pale, what Yuan Tiangang said was right, his soul power was too weak, this was the only shortcoming, but it was the most fatal shortcoming.

How to drag it out?

He wiped the slight blood stains on the corner of his lips, and said with a reluctant smile: "When you kill me, it will be dawn outside, see if you can afford to wait, or if I can afford to wait"

Yuan Tiangang was silent for a moment.

He narrowed his eyes and looked back at the high door, and in his mind, the scene of that time resurfaced.

Heavenly immortals, Qionglou Yuyu.

As soon as the sword fell, the sky fell.

"There are thousands of reincarnations in this world, and there is cause and effect. Qingshi stared at Yuan Tiangang's eyes, and said word by word: "It's over, it's over." The demise of the fairy world, even if there is no Lu Shen, it will be a matter of time, even if you really open that door and exile time to the past, the fairy world will also be destroyed. ”

The young monk with golden light coughed dismally and coughed up blood, and he finally smiled and said, "In this world, everything that exists will be destroyed." ”