Jian Zongming looked at the black robe that fell to the ground, felt angry and funny, speechless for a while, thought about it, but felt that it was indeed like that person's demeanor.

He maintained a flat posture with one hand, and sighed softly and said, "It's a pity that these creations, I have been waiting for so long, and the time agreed with 'that person' has arrived. I can't wait for the next ten years, I can't wait for Li Changge, and I can't wait for you, the 'new overlord'. ”

He turned his head and stared at Yi Xiao's coffin.

The black-robed man not far away said, "I can't beat you, and I won't just melt all these creations, and I'm not a fool...... After eating these, even if I don't get strangled, am I still me? Fulfill you, or fulfill the teacher?"

After hearing this, Sword Sect smiled and said, "You still know that it is the fulfillment of Yuan Tiangang...... It seems that you are indeed not a fool, since this is the case, it is better to draw your sword, like in the last reincarnation, if everything is blocked, a sword will be even. ”

The black robe said complainingly: "If everything is in the way, a sword will be calm." Too rigid and easy to break, some things ...... You can only compromise on everything. ”

Jian Zongming thought for a moment.

He asked softly, "Like this coffin?"

The black robe was silent for a moment and nodded: "It's like this coffin." ”

"I see. I don't embarrass you. ”

Jian Zongming nodded, he glanced at the black robe sitting on the ground, and said, "You can go." ”

The black robe was slightly stunned, a little confused.

He looked at the man in white standing in front of the coffin, waited for a moment, and found that the man didn't mean to move at all, confirming that he was not joking.

Then the black robe was a little confused, and slowly read a word.

"Let's go?"

Then he asked, confused, "You're going to stay here?"

Jian Zongming glanced at the black robe sitting on the ground, mumbled, and flicked his fingers slightly, the invisible "cause and effect" suspended in the air swept back and forth, the white robe flew with the wind, and the sand and sword qi shuttled together.

In the entire Heavenly Gate, there seems to be something slowly rising and awakening.

"Buzz—"

Jian Zongming slowly closed his eyes, and he whispered a word.

"The time of the Gate of Heaven is eternal. ”

The black robe was still a little confused.

Then the good-looking eyes under the black robe seemed to understand something, and the pupils contracted slightly.

Jian Zongming continued to hold a soft voice and said: "In this world, there are very few places where time is eternal, very few......"

In addition to the Heavenly Gate, there is only Jian Zongming himself, who has been cut off from the world by "cause and effect".

And one more place......

Ghost Gate.

The white robe of the Great Bright Palace Lord was gently flying, and he said with a smile: "I have been to Longmen, and there seems to be some problems with the time there, these three places are all very special places...... If you keep the sword weapon here, you can make the sword weapon 'stay young forever', unlike people, the soul in the sword will not collapse because of boredom, the longer the years, the more lonely it is, and the stronger the sword embryo itself. ”

Therefore, in the eternally static South China Sea Liuxian Monument, in the part of the "stagnant space" that was cut out, the peerless sword weapon of "cause and effect" can be born.

The body of the black-robed "Overlord" trembled slightly, "he" had already understood what Jian Zongming meant, but he was still a little unacceptable in his mind.

"These three gates, whether they are the Heavenly Gate, the Ghost Gate, or the Dragon Gate, are just gates. ”

"Doors exist to lead to a certain place. ”

Jian Zongming sensed the irregular vibrations around him, and countless sand grains began to tremble slightly, these sands and dust with a texture extremely similar to the Longmen Desert were like different derivatives of the "Gate" at different times.

He raised his arm slightly, and his sword aura burst out.

The black robe exclaimed, and countless black lines instantly covered all the space in front of "him", and the whole world became extremely black, and countless black lines wrapped into a boxy hexahedron, cutting everything, air, dust, land, and snow foam into nothingness.

Then Jian Zongming flicked his fingers lightly.

The black line spun rapidly, stripping off the entire space, sending this "black-robed overlord" who was unwilling to blend creation in Jian Zongming's opinion, and was just a naïve child, and left the Heavenly Gate.

The Great Bright Palace Lord smiled lightly, and tilted his head to listen to the silent and solemn sound of the sword, like the most beautiful music in the world.

The sword that was handed out in the sword mound back then.

Now it has become a thousand swords.

At that time, a sword was thousands of miles, but now it is as slender as a line, scattered in all directions, some as thick as a child's arm, and some of it is like a river, climbing and spreading along the stone wall of Tianmen, like a dark and highly poisonous "creeping tiger", which engulfed the entire Tianmen in an instant.

Crawled over the sarcophagus, crawled over the withered grass, crawled over every particle of dust suspended in the air, engulfed the stone wall, swallowed the glazed snow scene of the dome—

So the world was dark.

There is only a silver lining.

Jian Zongming's white clothes flew in the darkness, like an ancient lamp, but it burst out with a scorching light.

A thousand-year-old dark room, a light is on.

He stretched out a hand, as if he had pushed something.

That's a ...... The Door of Nothingness.

Jian Zongming stood in the darkness, he slowly raised his head, his gaze swept from the bottom up, as if outlining the general outline of the door.

No one knows how high that door is.

Since it is the gate of nothingness, it should be tens of thousands of miles, and the sky is high.

But Jian Zongming slowly raised the hand that had been lying "lonely", and then lowered his eyebrows.

So this door became a small door, a ...... It is not as high as the sword of the Sword Sect.

His hand stopped behind the door, and instead of rushing to exert force, he waited for a moment.

What's behind the door?

For countless years, those who are qualified to push open this door have been caught in the tangle of this problem.

Some people are immersed in the greedy desire to receive "eternal life", and some are afraid that when they open the door, they will be doomed.

There's no doubt about that.

Once you open the door, there's no turning back.

The Sword Sect knew what was behind this door.

There are a bunch of old monsters, there are those who start the great world, and there are those who are even further forward, the demon monk Xu Xian Buddha, the Taoist Zhang Xuansheng, the big men of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, those who were originally sacred but eventually became ridiculous and hateful, as well as Houqing, Yinggou, and generals...... These are not afraid to show people with their ugly faces, and they specialize in demagogizing people's hearts and cooking gall and lungs.

But that's not all behind this door.

The door was there before the first person entered the door.

His fingers trembled slightly, and wisps of darkness overflowed as his palms touched the door.

Jian Zongming's palm, the originally glazed and flawless skin, was stained with a trace of ink that penetrated into the bones.

The sword intent of cause and effect trembled slightly, clearing away this wisp of ink intent.

"It's disgusting. ”

Sword Sect Ming spoke indifferently.

He knew what it meant.

It is behind the door, the so-called eternity.

Immortality and immortality are also "decay" in another sense.

......

......

The man standing in front of the door seemed to have thought for a long time.

He flicked his fingers lightly, the blood of the Vermilion Bird, the blood of the Bodhisattva, and the creations that had been collected for a long time were all around him, and the white clothes were shining brightly, these were like the flames of light fluttering next to the daylight, which also illuminated the world.

He was ready to open the door.

Jian Zongming's two fingers gently swept from top to bottom.

This door can be pushed open.

But it was directly cut by the incomparably powerful sword qi-

The countless ink qi that overflowed from the pavement was cut by the sword intent of cause and effect, and burned into nothingness, complete nothingness!

Jian Zongming, who was standing in front of the door, was bathed in countless huge atmospheres that poured out three feet in front of him, and the origin of which was unclear, and his breath was full of sacredness and undesecration, or evil and abomination, all of which were cut off by "cause and effect".

The "cause and effect" guarding the top of Jian Zongming's head, at this moment, the divine power was shaken, the invisible sword body was constantly trembling, wisps of sword qi, such as the big tripod roaring, or the divine bell drumming, the vast thunder sound was deafening, and every wisp of sword qi overflowed, it swept away a pitch black, and returned three feet of light in the world.

Jian Zongming smiled coldly, maintained the action of holding Dugu flat with one hand, and stretched out his hand back, the invisible sword qi seemed to be involved in the coffin of His Royal Highness.

One person and one coffin, heading behind the door.

The most extreme darkness in the world covered all the light of Jian Zongming, like a big hand shrouded down, holding on to it, but unfortunately it could not completely extinguish the light, there was still a ray of light emerging from the gap between the palms, and it was even more dazzling.

The sound of heavy breathing, hot gasps, a tidal flow.

Jian Zongming himself is the greatest light in the world, but the coffin pulled behind him seems to be darker than the ghost gate...... And dark.

He stopped suddenly.

The power of cause and effect is not used.

Instead, he held the stalk aloft.

Jian Zongming's voice echoed throughout the "Ghost Gate Dojo".

"I have a sword, who will die?"

No one responded.

The sound of heavy breathing was in my ears.

The hot gasp is like a flame.

The tide goes back and forth, and the cycle repeats.

Jian Zongming chuckled.

The sword qi burst out and shone brightly.

With a "boom", the world behind the door seemed to be lit up by fireworks, and Jian Zongming raised his head arrogantly and contemptuously, looking at the dense figure that was crowded within ten zhang of his body, but stopped three feet away.

The ghost gate was tribulated, and the time became shorter and shorter, whether it was the Eight or Nine Immortal Seals or the Sword Master's Yangshou Great Array, they had all been worn out to the brink.

It is rumored in the world that someone can "rob by one person".

At that time, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth was about to obtain the six supernatural powers, and he could clean the ghost gate dojo and achieve "one person to rob".

Now, there is a man standing here.

He held Dugu, and his white clothes were fluttering.

"I have a sword to send you to death. ”

The sword light flashed, and countless black lines flashed by, cutting countless twisted and painful faces, and all the causes and effects within ten zhang of three feet away were shredded.

Some howled, some wailed, some cursed, and all these became scorching flames.

In this eternal dark land, for the first time, there was light to set foot in.

Like fireworks in the daytime, it is absolutely beautiful.

When the "cause and effect" of immortality is cut off, the immortal can be killed.

Three feet away, within ten feet, all of them became nothingness.

In the heavens and on the earth, in the whole world, there were wisps of subtle and invisible black lines scattered from the sky, and at this moment, whether they noticed it or not, they all heard a slight sound.

It was like a sword roar.

It was a ray of light, cut against the black line.

These black rain lines are cut open, and the lines are reversed, invisible and silent.

Solemn and quiet.

It's like a song.

Leave it to the world to hear.