Chapter 7540 Endless

Even the Yuhuang Ancient Emperor and the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian could only vaguely figure out which universe Ye Chen was in. As for the specific coordinates, they could not find out in a short time, so they could only send people to investigate.

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Taishang World, Jianmen.

This sect, which is older than Wanxu, was also shaken by the light column that penetrated the sky.

When they saw the breath of the old haze, many core elders trembled.

Jianmen is a sect that has continued from the old days to today. It used to stabilize the laws of heaven and earth and preserve the fire of the Taishang World with the Jingnan Gate.

It can even be said that if there was no Jianmen, the Taishang World might have collapsed long ago.

The war for hegemony between the Wanxu Temple and the Tianwu Immortal Gate in the old and new eras was too devastating. The laws of heaven and earth were all destroyed and the sun and the moon were overturned.

If there was no Jianmen Jingnan to protect it, the Taishang World might have collapsed into ruins before the eight great heavenly swords of the Sword God Ancestor were born.

Even the Wanxu Temple did not dare to be too harsh on Jianmen.

Although there were rumors that Jianmen secretly pledged allegiance to the Old Alliance and was a pawn of the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian, ​​the Wanxu Temple did not delve too deeply into it.

After all, Jianmen's past merits were too great to be erased by anyone.

Inside the Jianmen Mountain Gate, on the top of the mountains.

A young man in a white robe was completely shocked by the scene of the light column rising into the sky.

"The Lord of Samsara actually collected seven Heavenly Swords?"

"With so many Heavenly Swords, why don't I even have one?"

The young man in a white robe was a little dazed, with a confused look in his eyes.

"Wuji! Don't let the external weather disturb your Tao heart!"

An old man descended and shouted like thunder.

The young man in a white robe, named Ye Wuji, was a genius of Jianmen, and his cultivation had reached the realm of Tianjun.

"Elder!"

The white-robed young man Ye Wujin trembled all over, but his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness. He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails dug into the flesh of his palms. He said:

"Heaven is unfair! Why does the Lord of Samsara have seven Heavenly Swords, but I don't even have one?"

The Sword Sect is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship, and Ye Wujin is a genius in swordsmanship.

He has always dreamed of holding a Heavenly Sword, but he has never been able to do so. ơɱ

"What is Heaven's law? Heaven's law can only govern the lower world. The laws of our Supreme World are not controlled by Heaven's law."

"Although you don't have a Heavenly Sword, your Listening to the Rain Sword is also a famous Supreme Source Weapon, not much worse than the Heavenly Sword!"

The old man's voice was stern, trying to awaken Ye Wujin's obsession.

"Listening to the Rain Sword..."

The white-robed young man Ye Wujin slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist.

The long sword had a very sharp aura, and it was indeed a Supreme Source Weapon, called the Listening to the Rain Sword.

Jianmen has a pair of male and female swords, both of which are supreme source weapons.

The female sword is named Xiaolou, and it has long been damaged in the battle for hegemony in the past.

The male sword is named Tingyu, but it is intact and in Ye Wujin's hands.

"What is the Tingyu Sword! What about the supreme source weapon? After all, it is not a real heavenly sword!"

Ye Wujin gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Alas, I know you regard the way of swordsmanship as your life. Everyone calls you a sword maniac. If you want a real heavenly sword, how about I ask the Sword God to come out and ask him to help you forge a sword?"

"Wanxu Temple has detained the soul of Emperor Shitian, the Lord of the Heart Demon. I can spend a little price and ask Wanxu to forge a sword with Emperor Shitian's soul. On the one hand, I can crush the Lord of the Heart Demon, and on the other hand, I can also forge a real heavenly sword for you!"

The old man spoke slowly, with a sharp look. At a glance, he knew that he controlled countless resources and had great power, and was qualified to trade with Wanxu.

"No, I don't need it!"

"It will take ten thousand years to forge a new Heavenly Sword."

"Ten thousand years is too long, I only want the day!"

Ye Wujin put the Tingyu Sword back into the scabbard with a clang.

The old man was moved and said, "Wujin, what do you want?"

Ye Wujin took a deep breath and said, "I want to challenge the Lord of Samsara and seize his Heavenly Sword!"

The old man was shocked and said, "Absolutely not! Who is the Lord of Samsara? His luck is so strong that it is against the sky. The Wanxu Temple and the Old Alliance have repeatedly plotted against him, but they can't kill him. If you want to challenge him, aren't you going to die?"

"Even if you are a Heavenly King, don't forget that behind the Lord of Samsara, there is Ren Feifan!"

"Ren Feifan wants to kill you, just one look is enough!"

"You still want to die!?"

At the end of the old man's words, his voice was trembling and full of anger.

"Elder, don't worry, I'll be back soon. I just want to challenge the Lord of Samsara, not to be his enemy."

Ye Wujin didn't say anything more, and tore through the void and left.

"Wujin!"

The old man shouted, trying to stop him.

But another old man appeared, gently stopped him, and said: "Forget it, let him go."

This new old man looked very strange, the whole person was like a piece of paper, thin, without any thickness, flat, as if it was flattened by some huge force, which looked very strange.

The whole person was like a piece of paper.

"Master..."

The old man was stunned and shouted.

It turned out that the old man who was flattened was the master of Jianmen, who had tried to prove the Dao of Wuwu in the past, but failed.

The great power of Wuwu time and space came and flattened him into a piece of paper.

It was incredible that he could still survive in such a state.

"Master, should we tell Wu Jin the details of our Sword Sect?"

The old man said in a deep voice.