Boom boom boom!
Outside the small courtyard.
The thunder of the years intertwined, and the Heavenly Monument of Time suppressed it, cutting off everything outside, almost turning this small courtyard into an airtight eggshell.
In the small courtyard.
Feeling the summoning power with unprecedented explosive power and amazing endurance, Gu Han looked calm.
"Eighth Master."
Slowly raising his sword, pointing directly at the ban, he whispered: "We are going home."
Trembling.
Lao Ba, who was huddled in the corner, stood up tremblingly. He didn't pick up the giant sword, but just looked at the time seal in the sky and muttered to himself.
"Home? Home, where is it?" .??.
"Home is outside!"
Gu Han said calmly: "You are the eighth generation swordsman, I am the tenth generation swordsman, Xuantian Sword Sect... is our home!"
Keng!
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword rang out, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared, instantly shattering a monument of time and opening a crack in this airtight eggshell!
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The power of endless years gathered together and turned into a transparent figure, blocking him again!
The avatar of the will of the long river of time comes again!
"coming?"
Gu Han looked at him calmly, without discussing or persuading him, because he knew that the other party would definitely not let him go out.
"This time, you can't stop me."
boom!
Boom!
The thunder of years suddenly became several times stronger, and the figure seemed to have fallen into complete rage!
He swears!
Since the moment the river of time appeared, it has gone through countless eras from ancient times to the present. This is the first time he has seen such a thorn-headed prisoner like Gu Han!
He suddenly felt a little regretful.
Wouldn't it be better to let Gu Han go and give the other party a step up and give himself a step up?
"Regret it?"
Gu Han seemed to see what he was thinking, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said seriously: "It's too late!"
"You remember!"
"I swear on the name of my adoptive father that this will not be my last time here!"
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boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of sword intent suddenly rose above the sword's edge. It was boundless and boundless, and seemed to run through endless years and span the entire era!
Quietly.
His newly condensed body collapsed inch by inch, and it seemed that it could not bear even one ten thousandth of the power of this sword!
He seemed unaware.
Recalling what he had experienced at the beginning of the era, and recalling the sacrifices of Yunmo, Fengwu, Chongming, Susu... these people, the black sword in his hand slowly fell down!
"I borrow this sword!"
boom!
The sword edge only dropped three inches, but the long river of time is already boiling!
"remember!"
"The way home is at the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Xuantian Sword Monument!"
…
Present life.
Within the Xuantian Sword Sect.
After forcibly sending everyone away, the originally lively sect became quiet, and only Pei Lun remained.
He didn't leave.
It seems that he wants to fulfill the promise he made to Gu Han to the end.
"Finally clean!"
Without Fatty Old Wei and Miaozi Qiuqiu, he rarely enjoyed the leisure time and wandered around the sect.
First we walked around outside the mountain gate.
Then I went to the back mountain to take a look at the Xuantian Sword Monument.
at last.
He came to the sword peak of Xuantian Sword Sect. They were horizontal, vertical, or diagonal, with different lengths, widths, and widths... There were actually hundreds of thousands of long swords, which could be called a forest of swords!
These swords.
It is one of the biggest foundations of the Xuantian Sword Sect today. It has been newly added over the past thousand years, but more than 90% of it was left by Gu Han back then.
"Sword head."
His gaze swept across the sword's edge, Pei Lun barely opened his eyes a crack, and said softly: "I will keep my promise, and when Xuantian Sword Sect is in danger of survival, I will take action regardless of the cost.
This time, for you...keep it!"
"After this time."
"We will owe each other nothing."
Say it.
He slowly turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
He calls himself Sword Greed.
once.
The many long swords on these swords had a great attraction for him. He wanted to take them for himself all the time, but under Tangtang's strict defense, he never succeeded, which made him deeply regretful.
But today...
It was clear that Jianlin was right behind him, but he didn't take a second glance.
It was clear that Xuantian Sword Sect was empty, but he did not take a single sword.
Arriving outside the Xuantian realm.
His old god was there, with his hands in his sleeves, standing in the silence, waiting, not paying attention to the changes in the world, let alone what the final direction of this world would be.
I don’t know how much time passed.
A gust of wind suddenly rose in the silence, and the wind contained infinite sharpness, as if it was made of extremely fine sword intent!
I feel something in my heart.
Pei Lun's eyes opened slightly.
Just opened it halfway.
A brilliant Heavenly Sword had cut through the silence and landed on the field. With the Heavenly Sword's sword intention flowing, the Heavenly Sword lineage headed by Dugu Xin came out.
"kindness?"
To be continued...