Legend of Swordsman

Among the broken robes, the jadeite jade ornaments were ringing, and a slender green lotus whose rhizomes were jasperized, slowly falling into the endless abyss with its owner.

Every drop of God's blood with powerful power falls into the void, like leaves returning to the earth.

Everything seems to be a strange dream, falling forever.

However, in this dark matter full of unknowns, as in the darkness of dreams, a pure and extreme Jin Mang broke this chaos.

"Well? Here, how can there be two people?" A puzzled and magnificent voice sounded, and finally everything was calm again.

I don't know how long, the figure that should have fallen under the hands of Xushen, but I don't know how to survive, slowly opened his eyes.

Into the eyes, I just feel the surroundings are clear, and there is a gentle sound of breeze and bamboo in my ears.

"Isn't I dead, here, is reincarnation ..."

"Did God die, would there be reincarnation ..."

Sitting slowly from the bamboo bed, Jian Wushuang was too late to think about any problems, and was interrupted by the severe pain from his body.

"I still have pain when I die? Am I not dead?" Jian Wushuang murmured softly, hurriedly holding his heart, carefully examining the meridians in his body.

After this investigation, he really realized that he was not dead!

Except that the meridians in the body are broken, even the divine power is slowly circulating in life and death!

"I didn't die? I didn't die!" Unable to control the ecstasy, Jian Wushuang forgot the severe pain in his body.

Only after calming down for a while, he looked at the temporary room.

The room is so simple and simple that every piece of furniture and window decoration, even the house is made of bamboo, and from a rough level, it seems that the owner made it by hand.

Fighting the pain, Jian Wushuang walked out of the room barefoot.

Outside the door, the warm and gentle sunlight was shining on the face, and bamboo gardens were planted on both sides of the small house.

In front of him, there is a vast plain.

Looking at the environment like a fairyland in front of him, Jian Wushuang completely let go of his vigilance. He hasn't known how many years, and he has never enjoyed a moment of relaxation.

But he only relaxed for a moment, and all the problems came to mind again!

The fierce battlefield of blood and fire, the army of one million magical monks, and the severely wounded Lao Zun are now like a sharp knife on his body.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang looked at another room in the bamboo house behind him.

He quickly pushed in the door, and he was slightly relieved.

In the room, Lao Zun was lying quietly on it, his breath was gentle, and he had passed the dangerous period, but only the dark blue cobweb-like lines on his skin had not disappeared.

Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang sat in front of the bed and reached out to cross the body's power of circulation and death into Lao Zun.

Divine power enters the body like a mud ox into the sea, but no trace is seen, but the sword is as if sitting still, just as it has always been to enter the divine power.

So many years back and forth, the round of the sky will never rise and fall, everything is as usual.

Until this continent sent out a slight wave.

Opening his eyes slowly, as if aware of something, Jian Wushuang quickly walked out of the bamboo house.

From the distant sky, a gap was automatically opened in space, and countless figures came to this continent.

Looking at the familiar figures and the familiar divine power, Jian Wushuang couldn't restrain his heart and swept away.

The **** body of the blood bath is supreme, both the deities and consciousness have reached the end of the crossbow. On his side, the white shirt turned into the blood shirt of the nine kings of calamity, the ancestor white ape, dragon pheasant, dragon pond, Wu Jianxian too virtual **** Emperor and others did the same.

The army of monks less than a few million has long lost any glory in their eyes, but only the Kirin family, who also suffered heavy casualties, has a look of excitement on their faces.

Sword unparalleled in a plain shirt, but came to everyone in an instant.

Bloodwave Supreme smiled slowly, and said slowly, "Wu Shuang Gongzhu, Bloodwave has come to see you."

At the end of the speech, the Supreme Bloodwave passed out.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly urged his figure to hold the blood wave supremely.

Wu Jianxian, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide and couldn't settle the channel. "Swords Warriors? Are you dead?"

Jian Wushuang nodded with a bitter smile. "Fortunately, I didn't die, let's not talk about this first, I'll find a place quickly."

At this moment, all the nerves that had been strained were completely relaxed.

He was not dead, and everyone firmly believed that the Divine Universe had a chance.

Nearly a million magical forces of the universe are stationed directly on the plain. After all, every inch of space here is full of pure divine power. It is imperative to quickly restore itself.

Until the overwhelmed monks were properly arranged, Jian Wushuang noticed that not far away, a middle-aged man in a suit of Su Jinhua was looking at him with a smile.

Behind that extraordinary middle-aged man, only the two surviving members of the Kirin five sons, Kiring and Qi, stood there.

With almost intuition, Jian Wushuang realized that the middle-aged man was the master of this world.

"Little friend, she is extraordinary in physique, and has been fully recovered in just a few years." The middle-aged man took Qi Tingqi and the two together and quickly stepped in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Thank you for saving your life, Jianmou is grateful." Jian Wushuang arched solemnly.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "My name is Qi Ting, the eldest son of the Kirin tribe. If you don't hate it, you can call me Brother Qi."

Looking at the two men behind the middle-aged man, Qi Tingqi, already understood that the middle-aged man was right, without much hesitation, Jian Wushuang smiled again, "Big brother Qi."

The middle-aged man named Qi Ting nodded and smiled, "For many years, my situation in Cangwutai has finally been of some use."

"Cangwutai, where is this?"

"Near the broken Luodu ~ www.readwn.com ~, it lives in the eyes of Chaos Spring," explained Qi Ting.

Jian Wushuang nodded. When Luodu Starfield was destroyed, he felt vaguely that there was strange energy attached to the eyes of Chaos Spring. Now he wants to come to this state of Cangwutai.

"I have been here since my youth. To this day, I haven't known how many epochs, and everything that has happened outside has not been known for half a minute. It has been half a lifetime." Qi Ting is half reminiscent and half emotional.

"If I didn't take that step completely, I'm afraid that this tribulation of the divine universe will be my eternal regret."

Speaking of which, Qi Ting's eyes flashed with burning stalks, a kind of breath that emerged through the vicissitudes of ancient times.

And Jian Wushuang, who just wanted to comfort Qi Ting a few words, couldn't help but feel shocked when he felt everything that appeared to him.

The kind of person who is completely aloof from the outside, but has control over all things, breathes and swallows the existence of the creation of rules, it is an ancestor!

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