Tianmen reappears on earth.
This has already gone beyond the scope of a heavenly calamity.
It is not thunder, nor lightning, nor cause and effect.
It's just pure killing.
The meaning is already very simple.
Heaven and earth do not allow the existence of Nine Tribulations Sword Cultivator.
This is a despairing ending.
With God's Gate above us, who can resist?
Just as Luohou said, if heaven does not tolerate you, how can you live?
Who can go against the will of heaven and earth?
Since ancient times, it seems that there has only been Xia Zu.
But even Xia Zu could not escape the fate in the end.
A huge, irresistible pressure descended from the sky, from the Heavenly Gate, and reached Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan has already exerted his magical power to the maximum, but he is still unable to resist.
With a snap, his body fell above the sea, and his feet hit the sea water heavily, splashing water all over the sky.
The intense pain was clearly transmitted to his senses, making Lu Qingshan's face pale.
Pale, not because of pain, because what kind of pain could be compared to the previous snake swallowing the dragon?
He was pale because he was unable to resist the aura of Tianmen.
In front of the Heavenly Dao, even though he had survived eight levels of heavenly tribulation, he still seemed so weak.
This journey against the will of heaven was about to end, he was about to die, and nothing could change it.
So, what is the meaning of everything he did?
In the deathly silence, he heard his own clear and powerful heartbeat.
It was as if I heard countless voices whispering in my ears again.
Whether it is right or wrong, since you have chosen this path, just stick to it stubbornly.
As long as you have breath left, you must keep going.
"Then let's go!"
A sword heart was beating, sending endless power to the whole body.
His feet sank, as if he was carrying the sky on his back.
Lu Qingshan simply arched his back deeply, clenched his teeth, used all his strength to straighten his back, then stepped heavily on the sea.
It was clearly the sea surface, but at this moment it looked like a deep land with a deep footprint appearing.
Then, Lu Qingshan's figure rose again and left the sea.
But just such a simple action almost squeezed out all his strength.
Lu Qingshan's face turned even paler.
The Heavenly Gate above the Nine Heavens has occupied all his sight.
The figure behind Tianmen is ready to make a move.
Lu Qingshan raised his head and stared at the gate of heaven that was emitting infinite light, like an ant.
There was no sign of fear on his face.
He didn't have the strength to go any higher.
The next moment, the blazing red dragon bird, the emerald green peach blossoms, the dark blue Wangchuan River, the dark black demon-suppressing star, the sky-blue Fuyao, and the purple Lieque appeared around Lu Qingshan.
So he flicked his finger.
Only six very clear sword whistling sounds were heard, and the six natal swords, like six tornadoes and six sharp arrows, suddenly bloomed, soared into the air, and pierced the sky.
Behind each sword light, a long trajectory would be dragged out, spanning the nine heavens, covering an unknown number of tens of thousands of miles.
This is a rare scene that has not been seen for thousands of years.
After traveling an unknown distance, Lu Qingshan's sword finally reached the territory of Tianmen.
But just like climbing a mountain, climbers are already exhausted after reaching the top.
The six flying swords that were enough to make both the human and demon worlds tremble with fear were now like six small stones thrown into a lake, unable to create any ripples at all.
His sword fell from the sky.
Lu Qingshan was not surprised by this result.
There is no despair or giving up in his dictionary.
Even if I have to die, I must fight to the end.
He just raised his head higher, like a towering green mountain, looking directly at the infinite light in the sky.
Then, Lu Qingshan took another step upwards, leaving a deep footprint in the void.
With a crack, both of his leg bones were completely shattered.
But he still didn't fall down. He stood straight and kept walking up.
Even if your legs are broken, you have to keep going up.
The Eight Tribulations Realm has the strength to fight against top-level demon lords. This kind of combat power represents the power that goes against the will of heaven.
Those who go against heaven will be punished.
And this is exactly the path he chose.
Leaving a deep footprint, move forward towards the light.
Even though he heard the sound of bones breaking, he did not hesitate at all.
Keep moving forward, just like Kuafu who was desperately chasing the sun. He would never stop even if he died of thirst.
The light is getting closer.
Under the pressure of Heaven, every pore of Lu Qingshan's body began to bleed continuously, and the blood flowed down into the Tianhe Sea and was diluted in an instant.
The gate of heaven gradually opened a crack, and a pure and bright figure was waiting. As soon as the gate of heaven opened a little more, he would come out immediately.
Then, death comes.
Lu Qingshan has made many choices and made a lot of efforts in his life, but now everything is going to become nothingness and has lost all meaning.
Are you really willing?
Pangu created the world.
Kuafu chases the sun.
Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs.
Who asked them whether they were willing or not?
As long as you are willing , then be content.
Just at this moment.
A dark shadow appeared in the light, just covering Lu Qingshan.
The mighty Heavenly Pressure that was about to crush Lu Qingshan suddenly disappeared.
Because someone walked in front of Lu Qingshan and blocked all the wind and rain for him.
It was a very tall figure, with his back to Lu Qingshan. His face could not be seen, and the edges of his body were coated with a layer of gold, making it even more hazy.
But Lu Qingshan knew who he was.
There is only one person in the world who has such a tall back.
"The human race has never lacked integrity."
…
The battle at Guangling Pass was still fierce, and the people were struggling to hold on under the all-out attack of the Ashura tribe.
Wave after wave of Guangling monks rushed out of the pass and never returned.
The rest of the monks stood on the city wall in silence, and when it was their turn, they still rushed out without hesitation.
Even though I know that everything I do is just to buy a little bit of insignificant time.
…
Xue Wushao chopped down another Burning Moon Demon Cultivator, and the sharp sword energy completely shredded the demon cultivator's body to ensure his complete death.
The sounds of fighting in the wilderness gradually subsided.
Xue Wushao wiped the blood off his face, looked around, and saw that only three of his familiar companions were left.
He was silent for a while, then looked in the direction of Yumen Pass.
He missed the Sword Sect and the sound of swords whistling on the Upside-Down Mountain.
I don’t know if I’ll have the chance to hear it again.
"Master Xue Feng, I killed thirteen this time, which is more than you." His black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he had a handsome face.
She was Zang Xiaojian. Her face was covered in blood, but she smiled and showed off to Xue Wushao.
"The young are to be feared." Then Xue Wushao also laughed happily.
…
"God proposes, but man can conquer nature."
The tall figure continued.
"The sky is broken, you have to mend it yourself."
"When the flood comes, go and fix it yourself."
"The plague is rampant, so try the medicine yourself."
"The sun is blazing, so just shoot him down."
"A bird can fill up the sea, and an old man can move mountains."
"Whoever is willing to kneel before the heaven, let him go. Whoever does not want to ask the common people but ask the gods and ghosts, let him go too."
"We sword cultivators do not believe in heaven, nor do we believe in gods."
"So, if Heaven doesn't allow it, then it's against Heaven."
…
"Senior, this is my disaster!" Lu Qingshan already understood something and shouted loudly, trying to stop it.
"The human race has one more thing to say," the tall voice turned back and looked at Lu Qingshan, who had his back to the sky and the gate, his face shrouded in darkness, "If the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to hold it up."
"There should be no one taller than me in this world today."
With all his bones broken and only holding on by his last breath, Lu Qingshan couldn't move, not even a finger, so he could only watch and speak.
"This world cannot be without you."
The four words "Tianhe Sword Immortal" can defeat a million troops, not to mention that Luohou has now embarked on the path to becoming a saint. If there is anyone who can stop him, it is only Chu Mushen.
"I have been in charge of human affairs for too many years. I am a little tired and annoyed. It is time to change people."
"This is the world that Xia Zu gave to you, you must be responsible!" Lu Qingshan shouted with all his might.
"He is gone now. Even if I don't take responsibility, who can hold me accountable?" Chu Mushen said happily.
"The human race will be in chaos." Lu Qingshan said.
"The fall of a star cannot dim the brilliance of the starry sky; the withering of a flower cannot desolate the entire spring."
"Besides, don't we still have you?" Chu Mushen said.
"I……"
"You are the outsider, the one who breaks the situation."
Lu Qingshan was stunned.
"That's it. Use your sword to define what this world will look like in the end."
"Li Qiubai opened the gate of heaven for all the sword cultivators in the world."
"Today, I, Chu Mushen, will go outside the Heavenly Gate and guard it for a hundred years for the sword cultivators of the world."
Tianhe Sword Immortal Chu Mushen has been ascending to heaven step by step.
There was laughter coming from far away in the sky.
"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to question God's will?"
A figure left the world, went to the sky, flew towards the terrifying gate standing in the sky, and came to the outside of the gate.
"perhaps."
"I am God's will."
Along with his laughter, Chu Mushen's tall figure gradually disappeared in the light in the sky and disappeared behind the opening gate of heaven.
The sky gate that had opened a crack suddenly closed.
The Chang'an era belonging to the three great sword immortals, at this moment, came to an end with the ascension of Tianhe Sword Immortal Chu Mushen to heaven.
…
The sky began to shake.
Countless crystal fragments fell from the sky, whistling down, rubbing against the air, burning, and turning into streams of fire, landing on the vast sea of ​​the Milky Way.
Countless huge waves arose on the sea.
That is a fragment of the gods.
The bright figure behind the Heavenly Gate is the will of Heaven, the so-called god.
Chu Mushen.
Ascend to the sky to be a shepherd god.
It is the end, and also the fate.
…
Amidst the tens of thousands of fire stones falling from the sky, a hazy red light flashed.
Then a red ancient palace dress appeared.
She picked up Lu Qingshan, who had lost consciousness and was about to fall into the sea, and then quietly floated in the air, waiting for Lu Qingshan to wake up.
In the sky, there is a stream of fire falling .
The world is a huge wave that is constantly rising.
…
After a long time, maybe several hours, maybe half a day, maybe a day.
Wisps of auspicious clouds appeared between heaven and earth, peaceful and sacred.
The power of heaven and earth.
In an instant, the situation changed drastically.
Divine clouds rose up, and the power of heaven and earth, purer and more powerful than ever before in the world, flowed out from the void and fell down. It was so thick that it looked hazy, filled with a certain Taoist charm.
The vast and endless power of heaven and earth gathered towards this sea and the man in the woman's arms.
In the sky, a long river of spiritual light visible to the naked eye is formed, changing and flowing in a variety of colors like the aurora.
The woman looked up and saw the ups and downs of the river. She couldn't help but be intoxicated by this beautiful scenery she had never seen before.
As a result, the man's broken body began to heal, his broken bones regenerated, his magic power began to surge, and his soul began to become crystal clear.
An ultimate transformation, unprecedented in the world, has quietly taken place.
…
…
Lu Qingshan finally woke up.
He found himself lying in Qin Yitian's arms.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but the powerful force coming from his body made him realize that he had become a Nine Tribulations Sword Cultivator, a person who had never appeared in the history of the human race.
At this time, the sky fire no longer fell.
Lu Qingshan looked up at the sky.
The sky is still the same sky, calm and vast.
The person is no longer there.
"Is he really gone?" he asked stupidly.
As soon as the words fell.
The sky suddenly changed.
A strong wind blows.
Although it was a strong wind, it was neither cold nor violent. It just roared and surged between heaven and earth.
In the sea, huge waves were stirred up.
Wisps of clouds emerged and formed a big smiling face under the sky. It looked like someone's casual doodle, very sloppy, but you could vaguely see that it was Chu Mushen's face.
Then, a ray of clear light broke through the clouds and mist, descended from the sky, and landed in front of Lu Qingshan at an extremely fast speed.
Ancient bronze sword.
One side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side is engraved with mountains, rivers and plants.
"That's really irresponsible!" Lu Qingshan suddenly raised his head and shouted at that face.
The wind is howling.
Yun Can's smile drifted away with the wind.