Legend of Swordsman

Under his decision, Chen Qing stayed behind for six days.

Because Chunqiu and Cui Jing, after stealing a lot of gems pill sealed by Emperor Liuyao on the road, they have been promoted to different degrees. Also let him stay behind.

This time he went to Da Mitian under the control of Gongzi Deng, Jian Wushuang only decided to move forward with the meaning of Qing.

After making a decision, he went to the square outside the hall to recuperate and recover.

Chen Qing and others also set their own interest rates. Since the collapse of the North Heavenly State, the trauma to them has been so heavy that they have not recovered their strength after returning to the six-day realm.

Without the inheritance of the six crow emperors, Jian Wushuang's strength will certainly not return to its peak.

Now, he said that it was nursing and recovery. In fact, he has already begun to investigate the six-crow heavenly scripture that was stored in his body and in his consciousness.

Di Qing followed behind him incessantly, and the longing that could not be concealed in his eyes almost overflowed.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, and did not care about him, and proceeded to explore the six crows.

Tieqing also became nervous and concentrated, even more tense than him.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang, who seemed to be an old monk in his mind, suddenly came slowly, "What is your relationship with Gongzi Mo?"

"Ah?..." Di Qing stunned, then reacted after a while, and said after a moment of contemplation.

"Actually, we are a kind of interest relationship, but it is far from being a friend. After all, we all take what we need."

Speaking of which, Diqing touched his nose a little embarrassedly, "He wants my protection, and I want some luck from his emperor."

"Yongzi Mo's emperor? Zhenwu Yang's luck, what to do?" Jian Wushuang looked at him.

Di Qing did not conceal anything, "Every Chinese New Year, Master Zi will give me a ray of emperor Wuyang's luck for me to understand, but it has little effect. To that mysterious and mysterious emperor is lucky."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and said, "Is the emperor above the nine-turned Dayan Immortal?"

Di Qing shook his head, "Emperor also belongs to the realm of Dayan Immortal, but Dayan Immortal is by no means equivalent to the emperor, and it can even be said to exist in two completely with the emperor."

"If you want to become an emperor, you must understand and derive your own emperor's luck. Only then can you create a heavenly court and control the avenues of countless heavens."

"I've been trapped in Jiu Zhuan Dayan Immortal for a long time, and I will soon forget the beginning."

There was a flash of fatigue in his eyes. "If I don't say it, I'm afraid you won't believe it. I'm actually the same era as the emperor Zhenwu Yang of this big sect."

"But he realized and derived the emperor's luck during the fifth turn of the Dayan Immortal, and I was trapped in the nine turn. To."

Speaking of which, he sighed.

After listening to Jian Wushuang, he probably understood a little bit, and said slowly, "The practice is the way to the end. The cultivation is only the perception and control of the heavenly path and the luck. This mysterious and profound thing is far from being understood by talent. , The only thing I can do is to feel, to be appropriate. Although I said a little empty, but this is the case."

"Your word, your luck, maybe one day in the future, it may come to your mind."

The meaning was silent, he began to relive the meaning of Jian Wushuang's words, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Jian Wushuang no longer speaks much, sinking into contemplation and beginning to conquer the Six Crow Heavenly Emperor in his consciousness.

This six-crow heavenly emperor text is the last sentiment inheritance of the six-crow emperor. It is absolutely impossible to say that the sword is unparalleled.

He has an intuition, even if he realizes a point, it will be a tremendous change for now.

But to realize that this kind of thing is not to invite guests to dinner, to dinner, as a matter of course, it contains unknown big variables.

This is Jian Wushuang's first contact with the emperor's avenue, and it is naturally very nervous.

In divine consciousness, the six-crow heavenly emperor presents a unique huaze, which gives life a sense of awe and pilgrimage, and reveals a breath of antiquity.

Jian Wushuang was transformed into a fictitious form, walking in the sky of his consciousness.

After nearly ten million years of practice, he has gradually grown from the end of the day to the present, and his consciousness has already reached perfection when he was at the ancestor level, becoming a sea of ​​ever-changing sky.

In his vast immense consciousness, he can go to the corner where he wants to go in a flash.

The six-crow heavenly scripture occupied more than half of the space in his consciousness, resembling a flying bird sleeping in the clouds.

And the closer to the realization, an unbearable blaze swept through, burning all the clothes worn by Jian Wushuang's phantom, exposing a solid chest.

After his arm, which was cut off by Emperor Six Crow, was remodeled, a terrible breath flowed under the skin of the entire arm, as if dark blue blood was flowing.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang also felt that in the divine universe, the blood of the ancestor and phoenix left by Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng ancestor Feng Qi, had become full from the original decline.

Everything seems to be done by the figurative Six Crow Heavenly Emperor.

Jian Wushuang was naked with his chest, and the long hair tied behind him broke through the belt, and flew in the air, and the sacred lines of the gods flowed in the hair.

He walked slowly, facing the dim cloud that was falling asleep, with a magnificent look, and reached out with a finger.

In an instant, the mountains and seas were wiped out, and the sun was dying, and the entire sky of consciousness set off an immense momentum~www.readwn.com~ Then the misty cloud became a bird.

The dark cyan bird has a hexagonal head, each corner is a different color, magnificent and mysterious.

It opened its eyes, and the pure golden pupil seemed to see Jian Wushuang through.

The eyes are opposite, as if separated by a whole period of time, with a barren, ancient silence, making him unbearable. He feels that every cell and pore in his body is under a heavy load, and he can't bear to fall apart.

"Go home, this is not the luck you can control today. You can have it only when the sea is full of dust and the catastrophe is coming."

The bird with a hexagonal head and billions of rose feathers, looking at Jian Wushuang, said the truth.

At the moment, Jian Wushuang, who is suffering, can't speak. He can't move at all and can't move. His whole body is completely captured by that kind of breath.

A whiff of sensation of breath, like nothing, wanted to get into his body desperately. At this moment, he just couldn't run.