In the Heavenly Realm of Lihe and One Hundred Thousand Mountains, the battle was in full swing, and Ning Chen stood quietly in the battle, with an unusually cold expression.
Now, he can basically confirm that each of these eight gates represents a source of power, and this old monster can use the power at will, and can also enter it to avoid disaster.
However, the same kind of power cannot be used a second time in a row, that is to say, after exiting one of the gates, you cannot enter again within a short period of time.
However, there are a total of eight gates, and even if you can't go in for the second time in a row, there are still many options left.
It can be said that this Tianxuan Bamen is a perfect method of warfare.
It's just that he never believed in perfection. Behind any perfection, there are unknown flaws.
In the eight doors of the Profound Sky, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit disappeared, and after a short while, it swept out silently.
The power of the profound water poured down from the sky, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit showed the fourth source of power to suppress the fate ahead.
Ning Chen's expression was slightly condensed, and the chill spread all over his body, and the wind and snow swept through, turning it into a protective barrier, blocking the power of profound water.
The Xuanshui froze, and before the offensive came, ice piercings pierced out of the sky, ruthlessly killing him.
"Zhu Xian!"
When the offensive came again, Ning Chen opened his mouth. Since the four swords were recast, it was the first time that two immortal swords had been used together.
"boom!"
At this moment, in the void, thunder struck and descended from the sky.
The immortal sword with the power of defying the sky came out together, and the heaven and earth felt it, bringing down the catastrophe.
"Go away!"
Zhu Xian started, and Ning Chen swung his sword, which directly shook the sky and angered the thunder.
In front, thousands of ice pierced through the sky, Ning Chen held two swords in both hands, the sky and the earth opened, and the martial arts shocked the world.
"Heaven and earth are singing, life and death go against fate!"
The two swords merged, and the terrifying power of destruction erupted.
The double rainbows of heaven and earth are invincible. The ice thorns formed by thousands of mysterious waters were completely destroyed.
The terrifying power of the immortal sword, the crisis has never been seen before, the ancestor of the turtle spirit shook for a short time, and immediately swept towards the door on the side.
Ahead, Ning Chen's figure passed by, raising his hand to grab the ancestor of the turtle spirit.
In front of the gate, Ning Chen reached in with his right hand and grabbed the shoulder of the ancestor of the turtle food. Just as he was about to pull the ancestor of the turtle spirit out, an extremely powerful repulsive force exploded inside the gate, sending Ning Chen Zhen flying out.
At the same time, in the opposite gate, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit appeared, and with all his strength, he slammed into the back of Ning Chen.
With an astonishing palm, blood gushed out from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, staining his clothes with blood.
However, at this moment, two sword rainbows swept in front of the ancestor of the turtle spirit at the same time, so coincidentally, they cut off the former's right arm.
"what!"
The right arm was separated from the body, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit let out a miserable cry, and his expression twisted in pain.
Unbelievable scene, the ancestor of the turtle spirit trembled constantly, did not expect that the two swords would appear so coincidentally.
Ahead, with the two swords in hand, Ning Chen barely stabilized his figure, the chaotic real energy surging all over his body, crushing the injury.
Using his body as a bait to cut off the enemy's arm, Ning Chen once again showed his amazing combat experience. He was ruthless and ruthless.
"you!"
The ancestor of the turtle spirit trembled, and the spirit energy surged all over his body, suppressing the injury in his body.
The situation of the battle was reversed, and Ning Chen's figure did not stay for a moment, and he passed by again, slashing with both swords, and the attack became more and more fierce.
Losing an arm, the ancestor of the turtle spirit retreated step by step, and when he saw the opportunity, he flew into a gate.
Ning Chen released his consciousness, the two swords in his hands filled with ferocity, and he was alert to the enemy that might appear at any time.
After a short while, in an adjacent gate, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit appeared, filled with golden brilliance, and the aura of sharp gold was invincible.
Ning Chen felt it, he didn't dodge or evade, and greeted him head-on.
Zhu Xian and Rui Jin, two destructive forces collided, a harsh friction sounded, the two figures crossed, Ning Chen's figure turned around, Jue Xian turned into a long hook, and forcibly hooked the second arm of the ancient ancestor of the turtle spirit.
"Bah!"
The astonishing change, the ancestor of the turtle spirit was unexpected, and only felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and blood spurted out from the sky.
"what!"
The shrill shouts sounded, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit distorted violently, his left arm flew out, and was cut off by Jue Xian.
In Ning Chen's hands, Jue Xian returned to its original shape and reshaped into a sword shape.
It is neither copper nor iron nor steel, it was once hidden under Mt. Xubi;
Without reversing yin and yang, how can there be no water and fire to quench the edge
Executing the gods benefits the slaughter of the immortals, and the trapped immortals glow red everywhere;
Jue Immortal changes infinitely wonderfully, and the blood of Daluo Immortal dyes her clothes.
In ancient times, the ballads spread throughout the Three Realms, but very few people really knew their meanings.
At present, in the hands of Ning Chen, the immortal sword has reappeared with unparalleled fierceness, the immortals have changed, and the gods are dyed red.
His arms were broken, and the ancestors of the turtle spirit retreated at the feet, with a look of fear on his face for the first time.
"There is no invincible method of warfare in this world. The Xuantian Eight Sects are indeed very strong. It's just that you believe in it too much."
Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and the figure passed by, as fast as a fright.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit was about to block, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered that his arms had been lost.
When the strong fight against each other, there is no room for mistakes. The ancestor of the turtle spirit was stunned for a moment.
The fierceness entered the body, instantly destroying the vitality of the old man, and the spirit of the ancestor of the turtle spirit came out of the body and hurriedly swept towards a gate.
However, Ning Chen arrived a step early, his figure stood in front of him, and Zhu Xian swept past, ruthlessly pressing for his life.
"you!"
If it was too late to say, there was no chance to say it again, and the spirit of the ancestor of the turtle spirit collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth.
The ancestor of the ancient turtle spirit died in battle, and the eight sects of Tianxuan disappeared. Ning Chen walked to the ancestor of the ancient turtle spirit, with a turbulent body of demon energy, swallowing it.
"The devil's body, I'll leave it to you." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Understood!" The demon body responded.
Ning Chen's mindless eyes looked up into the sky, and he didn't stay much longer. He stepped on his feet and swept up to the sky.
In the Lihe Heavenly Realm, the masters of the Heavenly Realm watched this battle, and at this moment, their expressions were shocked.
The ancestor of the turtle spirit died in battle!
In the entire Lihe Heavenly Realm, the ancestor of the turtle spirit can be said to be the one who has lived the longest, and the cultivation base is also the number one in the world, but he did not expect to die in the hands of a young man who had not entered the Heavenly Realm.
"Sure enough, it's still old and useless."
In the realm of separation and reconciliation, a young strong man snorted coldly and said lightly.
"The body of the ancestor of the turtle spirit is indeed no longer at its peak, but it should not be underestimated. If the young man can kill him, it means that his strength is infinitely close to the peak of this world." Behind, a middle-aged man said.
In the sky, the phoenix flew quickly, and after killing the ancestor of the turtle spirit, he continued on his way without a moment's pause.
The flame of the big sky blue lantern is getting weaker and weaker, and Ning Chen's mood is getting more and more anxious.
Concern is chaos. Facing Ah Man's safety, even if he is as calm as Ning Chen, he cannot remain calm at this time.
The phoenix soared into the sky, straddling the entire world of separation and reunion. At the end of the world, Ning Chen's figure rushed out and soared into the sky.
Outside the chaotic sky, Ning Chen's figure continued to move forward, and according to the guidance of the big sky blue lantern, he swept to the third heaven.
The distant journey seems to never end. Between the Lihetian and the third heaven, a huge floating island appears. The floating island is extremely majestic, not inferior to the world.
Ning Chen's figure passed by, and when he passed over the floating island, his body shook, the surrounding phoenix fire disappeared, and his body fell from the sky involuntarily.
With a bang, on the ground, Ning Chen's body fell, smashing a huge deep pit.
In the divine ban, Xiao Hulu showed an anxious look on his face. Just as he was about to fly out, he was controlled by an unknown force, making it difficult to open the divine ban.
Under the deep pit, Ning Chen got up in a state of embarrassment. Just as he was about to release his consciousness to perceive the surroundings, he found that his consciousness was locked and could not be released.
Consciousness was controlled, and cultivation was also suppressed. The world around Ning Chen immediately changed to darkness.
Losing the ability of a warrior, Ning Chen became no different from a mortal, and could no longer use his spiritual sense to perceive the surrounding situation.
The lights of the big sky blue lanterns flickered slightly and were about to go out.
Ning Chen looked anxious, and immediately crawled out of the big pit.
His time is running out, so he has to find Ah Man quickly.
Losing the light and the power of divine consciousness, Ning Chen climbed out of the deep pit like a blind man, groped for a branch, and walked forward quickly while exploring the path.
The unknown road ahead is the most fearful, and mortals who are blind do not dare to walk too fast, because they are easy to trip over if they walk too fast.
Ning Chen's eyes couldn't see things, and even though he could distinguish the sound of wind by his hearing, he couldn't hear anything that was still.
With a thud, Ning Chen stepped on the air, and rolled down toward the bottom in embarrassment.
On the huge mountain, Ning Chen rolled down, knocked off the boulder, and blood flowed silently.
Hu Luoping Pingyang, an invincible swordsman in heaven and earth, after losing everything, he became worse than the most ordinary mortal.
Under the mountain, Ning Chen got up in embarrassment and continued to walk forward.
After a hundred miles, I do not know how many times I fell down, fell down again and again, and got up again and again.
Ning Chen walked very fast, because of anxiety in his heart, he overcame his fear and overcame his fear of the unknown.
In the distance, girls picking camellias appeared, in groups of three or five, bustling.
The girl in the mountains was born with a beautiful appearance, and her voice was even more ethereal and sweet.
"Bailing, look at that person!"
A tea-picking girl saw Ning Chen in the distance and said.
The girl called Bailing looked in the direction pointed by the former, with a strange look on her beautiful face, and said, "There is a person."
While the girls picking tea were watching, Ning Chen held a branch in his hand, exploring the way and walking forward.
"His eyes don't seem to be able to see." Another girl picking tea said with a worried look on her face.
"Let's go help."
Bailing said a word, and immediately trotted forward.
"Bailing, you wait for us."
At the back, the three tea-picking girls hurriedly followed.
In the distance, Ning Chen felt someone coming, and there was a look of joy on his face.
someone is coming!
"Sir, where are you going?"
Bailing stepped forward and saw the blood-stained face of the young man in front of him. He couldn't bear it, and asked.
"I'm leaving this island."
Ning Chen tried his best to show the kindness on his face, and asked, "Do you know, girl, how can I leave this island as quickly as possible?"
"island?"
Bailing heard the words, with a strange look on his face, and said, "What island?"
At the rear, the faces of the three tea-pickers were also puzzled. How could there be an island here
Ning Chen's expression was startled, and he quickly realized that he could see that this was an island, but the mortals on it couldn't.
"Girl, are there any warriors around here?" Ning Chen whispered.
"Yes, go east from here, there is a city of secrets a hundred miles away, and there are warriors there." Bailing replied.
"Thank you girl."
Ning Chen responded, feeling the direction of the sunlight, discerning things, and walking forward.
"Bailing, let's go and help him."
The three tea-pickers looked at the difficult steps of the white-haired man in front of them, and said with pity on their faces.
"Um."
Bailing nodded, trotted forward again, and said softly, "Master, the road in the mountains is difficult, let's take you out."
Ning Chen showed gratitude and said, "Thank you."
The four tea-pickers led the way. Not long after, Ning Chen walked out of the mountain, thanked the four kind-hearted tea-pickers, and set off alone.
"This person is so pitiful." A tea-picker girl whispered in the back.
"yes."
Another tea picker sighed, "It's just, that's all we can do to help him."
Under the scorching sun of the westbound, Ning Chen walked forward, a thin figure walking in the wilderness, so lonely.
In front of Tianji City, when the sun was about to set, Ning Chen rushed there, and when the city gate was closed, he entered the city.
"A blind man?"
The gatekeeper looked at the blood-stained young man in front of him, checked it a few times, and let him go.
As night fell, in Tianji City, thousands of lights were lit. The ancient city, although not big, was very prosperous.
Ning Chen was walking on the streets of the city, and for the first time, with the body of a mortal, he personally felt the suffering of the world.
Darkness, boundless darkness, Ning Chen couldn't see any light in front of him, and could only rely on his ears to barely discern the sound of the wind.
In the divine ban, Xiao Hulu's face was full of anxiety, and he wanted to help lead the way, but he couldn't get out.
"Step aside!"
In the darkness, in front of Ning Chen, an impatient voice sounded, someone pushed him, Ning Chen leaned over, and bumped into the pedestrian behind.
"Do you have eyes, are you blind!"
From the rear, an angry shout sounded, cursing.
"Feel sorry."
When he bumped into someone, Ning Chen immediately opened his mouth to thank him, backed away, and moved out of the way.
"Really blind, haha."
The sarcastic laughter sounded, and the pedestrian walked by, stretched out his hand and pushed it again, and walked forward.
"You actually bully the blind, so shameless!"
At this moment, a young boy's voice sounded, scolding injustice.
"Yo, where did the doll come from? Have you been weaned? You dare to take care of the uncle's affairs."
The sound of laughter sounded, and the owner of the voice made a move, and the young boy was full of blood, but was beaten severely.
"Ha ha!"
The perpetrators walked away to the extreme.
The boy sat on the ground and cried.
Ning Chen went up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Thank you."
The young man looked at the young man in front of him, stretched out his hand, and stood up with the help of the former.
"I'm sorry, I'm useless, I can't help you vent your anger." The boy reached out and wiped away the tears from his eyes and said.
"enough."
With a smile on Ning Chen's face, he said, "Are there any warriors in this city?"
"Musha?"
The young man was startled when he heard the words. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, there is a martial arts hall in front of you. I will take you there."
"Thank you." Ning Chen replied softly.
In the darkness of the night, the young man led the way, and the two walked towards the martial arts hall in front of them together.
In front of the Tongwu Hall, the largest martial arts hall in Tianji City, the young man walked over with Ning Chen and said softly, "Here we are."
Ning Chen raised his head, looked at the martial arts hall in front of him with empty eyes, and walked forward step by step. In the back, the young man gritted his teeth and followed.