In mid-air, Jiang Ran, a tall and vigorous man, watched the thousand-foot-high bone door approaching.
He couldn't help but grin.
"Your White Bone Gate is filled with withered bones, and all that passes through it are dead things. How dare such a gate challenge my Heavenly Gate?"
There was a shining sword light floating out from the Tianmen Sword in his hand, and merging into the magnificent Tianmen behind him.
The Sky Gate condensed by sword light actually materialized in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Tianmen became a magnificent gate built of white jade crystals.
There are carvings of dragons and phoenixes on the Tianmen Gate, as well as unicorns, spirit turtles, vermilion birds, and divine birds. There are also star streams, volcanoes, thunder and lightning, all of which have deep traces.
These are all the true sword techniques that Jiang Ran has comprehended!
"The White Bone Sect, which is not even worthy of being mentioned on the stage, dares to try to shake a big tree. They really overestimate their own abilities."
Jiang Ran held the sword in one hand and slashed at the White Bone Gate.
"boom!"
Materialized by sword light, the grand Tianmen that embodies Jiang Ran's ideals and aspirations flies towards the giant portal that represents the truth of the evil path of the White Bone Sect along with the power of his sword.
Suddenly, a grand and divine sound arose between heaven and earth.
Above the magnificent and majestic Sky Gate, the auspicious sacred beast formed by sword intent actually showed its majestic posture along with the Sky Gate, roaring and howling at the white bone door.
"Crack! Crack!"
Hundreds of puppets that stepped out of the White Bone Gate instantly turned into broken bones all over the sky.
Inside the Bone Gate, in that ancient and evil Bone City, buildings were also collapsing.
"The path I pursue is something you, Lv Qinghe, will never be able to reach. It is something you can only look up to throughout your life."
"It's only because this purgatory world is eternally sealed and doesn't allow me to open a door to heaven that I failed to successfully ascend to a true god."
"Lü Qinghe, with just you and your little Taoist magic from the White Bone Sect, how dare you fight me?"
Jiang Ran laughed and tapped the sword with his fingers.
"Buzz!"
The Tianmen Sword suddenly rang out.
The sound of the sword sounded loud and pleasant, but in the city of bones, it turned into the sound of destruction.
Countless bone puppets were shattered by the sound of the Tianmen Sword during the casting process.
"Bang!"
The Sword Light Heavenly Gate and Lu Qinghe's White Bone Gate collided fiercely.
The fierce sword intent imprinted on Tianmen by Jiang Ran tore apart the evil path promoted by Baigumen.
The evil path was torn apart, and the thousand-foot-tall bone door also began to crack.
"Brother Lu, I'm here to help you!"
The black forest in the east moved, and a gray shadow exuding a sense of death was looming in the forest.
"Jiang Ran! You will die today!"
Xie Tong reunited the "Blood Prison" in the broken land of Hongdu. After roaring towards the sky, he also controlled the turbid sea of blood again and joined the battle in the sky.
Xie Tong from the Blood Prison Sect, Lu Qinghe from the White Bone Sect, and Mu Wei Feng from the Black Wood Sect.
The three evil masters are all in the immortal realm, and they are also the leaders of the sect.
It was because Jiang Ran was too strong. When the three evil masters saw that the situation was not right, they had to gather their strength to fight him, hoping to smash the sword light gate as soon as possible and kill Jiang Ran here.
"As expected of you, the Great Elder of the Sword Tower!"
"Elder Jiang is mighty!"
"At the critical moment, it still has to be the Sword Tower!"
The morale of the independent cultivators in Hongdu City was boosted when they saw Jiang Ran, alone with his sword, forged a Heavenly Gate to defeat the evil cultivator.
The fire of hope in their hearts was rekindled and gradually grew stronger.
Depression, fear, madness and all kinds of negative emotions caused by the bad situation are burned by the fire of hope in the heart.
Many people cheered for Jiang Ran loudly, their faces flushed, as if the catastrophe of Hongdu's destruction was about to pass.
Even Pang Jian was shocked by Jiang Ran's swordsmanship.
In his eyes and perception, the sky gate refined by sword light was by no means an illusory thing.
When spiritual power is condensed to the extreme, it can be transformed into crystal blocks; when sword light is tempered to the extreme, it can also form a real entity!
The sword light can apparently be refined into everything!
The sword art that Jiang Ran was performing at this moment, and the real Heavenly Gate materialized by the sword light, also opened Pang Jian's eyes, as if a "Heavenly Gate" in the sword art had been opened for him.
Li Zhaotian's attainments in swordsmanship are unmatched in the world, but he has not seen Li Zhaotian fighting with others, nor has he seen the demeanor of the strongest swordsman.
And Jiang Ran's Sword Light Tianmen is the most powerful sword technique he has ever seen.
"The sword light condensed into a physical object, entrusting the true meaning of his swordsmanship. Tianmen and his soul are also faintly in harmony. It is no wonder that such a swordsmanship genius can become the great elder of the Sword Tower."
"If the sword path he pursued had not violated the natural rules of Purgatory, he might have already become a god."
Pang Jian was amazed at Jiang Ran's swordsmanship. He watched Jiang Ran swing his sword repeatedly without blinking, using the sword light gate to fight against three evil masters alone.
…
In the void, there is a sword boat anchored.
He asked hurriedly: "What? What did King Li say?"
Xu Wei forced himself to suppress his anger and said, "He said that he... knew."
"Got it? What does got it mean?" Liu Junhong was furious and sent messages again and again: "Jiang Ran went to Hongdu Broken Land. With his temper, he should have fought with the evil cultivators there. We all know that those who dare to covet two seats of God will definitely be prepared!"
"It is impossible for Jiang Ran, a sword cultivator at the Immortal Realm, to quell the Hongdu disaster alone!"
"If the true God doesn't show up, how can this disaster be stopped?"
No wonder Liu Junhong got angry and yelled.
With the means of a true God, descending from the first realm to the Hongdu Broken Land may be a little slower than Jiang Ran, but the aura and demeanor of a true God will definitely be revealed.
This sword boat is not far from the Hongdu Broken Land. If the true god falls from the sky without any cover, they will definitely see it.
However, up to now, there was no movement in the sky at all!
Since he knew what those evil cultivators were doing in the Hongdu Shattered Land, and also knew that if he didn't stop them, in addition to the death of the cultivators in the Shattered Land, two evil gods might be born, why didn't the True God react
In this battle with the aliens from the fifth realm, don’t the true gods want to win
Liu Junhong just couldn't figure it out.
"What about the others? What did Liu Fu, Li Yuanli, and Su Wanrou say?" Wang Ce asked.
The relationship between these three true gods and Jianlou has always been good. After receiving the news from Jianlou, they should attach great importance to this matter and naturally respond in time.
"No response. It's as if they didn't receive my message." Xu Wei responded.
"No response? Xu Wei, are you kidding me?" Liu Junhong screamed.
Xu Wei said: "I have been exchanging information with all parties for many years. How could I be wrong at this critical moment? Liu Fu, Li Yuanli, and Su Wanrou, the three true gods, must have received the message I passed on!"
Guang He was shocked: "Something strange must have happened that we don't know about! Could it be that those true gods who are collectively silent think that the disaster in Hongdu Shattered Land is also aimed at... them?"
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Hongdu City.
In order to blend in with the righteous cultivators, Pang Jian deliberately dispersed his demonic energy. Suddenly, he noticed that beneath the shattered ground of his dantian, the blue-black demonic sea began to ripple.
He raised his eyebrows: "Source Demon, you touched my Dantian?"
"It's not me. The six demon realms that I control and the demon world in the sword that I refined are also abnormal!" The source demon hissed in the small world in the sword and said, "The abnormal movement of the demon power seems to be because someone is absorbing the demon power. This person can shake the demon power in you and me, which is definitely not a trivial matter!"
"In heaven! He is in heaven!"
The source demon screamed anxiously.
Pang Jian suddenly looked up at the sky.
He suddenly remembered that in addition to the southeast, northwest, and northeast directions of this broken land, there was also an evil force in the sky, which prevented those cultivators who wanted to escape from forcing forward.
That power once existed in the form of a dark spot of light, like a black star.
When the night really fell, that little dark light quietly disappeared and became part of the dark night.
It has actually always been there, but it has just blended into the dark night.
The demonic power in Pang Jian's body and the demonic power in the Source Demon Sword were all caused by its unusual movement, because it was grabbing the power it wanted.
"It knows you and it knows me!"
"It knew all along!"
"Pang Jian, it might be a demon cultivator who wants to ascend to the true god, or it might be the demon god!"
Yuan Mo felt something was wrong, and after yelling for a while, he suddenly said, "No matter what it is, it is stronger than you and I are now. Pang Jian, should we leave this broken land and go directly back to the rock?"
Holding the magic bead, He said seriously: "With this thing in hand, as long as you can be promoted to immortal, I have a way to make you as powerful as a demon god. When you are in the immortal realm, you will have the same combat power as a true god. Why take risks in Hongdu?"
“Plop!”
A casual cultivator who was suspended in the air suddenly fell to the ground without any warning.
“Plop! Plop!”
There were more wandering cultivators who either fell from the sky or suddenly fell silent while cheering.
Those people who held infinite hope, thinking that Jiang Ran could save them and survive from the Hongdu Shattered Land, were suddenly killed when the fire of hope burned most fiercely.
The burning flame of hope turned into another kind of flame at the moment of their death.
The flames were filled with endless unwillingness, and released anger and violence, which prevented their dead souls from scattering between heaven and earth.
The strange flames, in turn, wrapped up their souls, gave birth to evil consequences with all kinds of extreme thoughts and emotions, and then they floated together in a unique and strange place.
The desolate sea of consciousness of the deceased became the entrance to that strange land.
Pang Jian looked at a corpse beside him and wanted to rely on his spiritual sense to communicate with the person who reminded him to leave, but his spiritual sense was suddenly pulled away and he entered a strange place where strange fires were floating like lanterns.
Clusters of strange fire were floating in the void, still gestating and forming something.
An old man with a hooked nose appeared from the depths of hundreds of strange fires.
Seeing a ray of Jin Yao's soul coming uninvited, he smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Cen, the one you mentioned, the second elder of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect who ordered Han Zhiyuan to form the Dark Ghosts."
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(End of this chapter)