Legend of Swordsman

And what is strange is that on these irregular and weird rocks, there are still unknown weeds with tall legs, which are endless.

It is as if this was the tip of an iceberg of a world, a buried world.

Although it was extremely dark under this abyss, the little emperors quickly noticed their existence and began to move closer to Jian Wushuang.

"God, where is this place? Are all the black mountains on the ground suspended?" Chen Qing looked at the scene in front of him, somewhat shocked.

"It seems that this place used to be a world on the earth. I don't know why, it was buried in the heart of the earth." Xiaodijun said analytically.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, he squatted down and touched a weed slightly with his hand, instantly turning it into a fluffy ash.

Chen Qing said again, "Weirdness is a bit weird, but fortunately, there is no threat. As long as we don't release Yanli, we can always leave here."

At this time, the thin purple robe, who had not spoken, said, "The road when I came here is gone."

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and sure enough, there was a strange stone dome above their heads, not an upward exit.

Little Emperor then looked at Jian Wushuang, "Brother Jian, do you have any opinion?"

"Go ahead." Jian Wushuang looked forward and said in a deep voice.

A group of four people, walking under this abyss.

The ancient, desolate silence, weird to the extreme.

Jian Wushuang walked in the forefront, his eyes becoming more solemn.

He felt the throbbing in his heart inexplicably, as if something was about to happen.

The weird rocks underfoot are undulating and messy.

Because he was walking in the forefront, he soon understood why the throbbing in his heart had started.

I saw that in front of the hazy black air, one side collapsed in the center of a hundred miles of rock, kneeling down, a strange figure.

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't see the figure clearly.

As a result, the first heaven in the next three days became the source of the dead zone, and the infinite black energy that covered the sky and the sun surged from the front.

Xiaodijun and the others also saw the kneeling figure for the first time, their complexions were extremely solemn.

In such an underground world that has not been sealed since when, seeing this scene, I am afraid that no one will take it lightly.

"That guy, isn't it the source of the disaster for the entire first domain?" Chen Qing whispered.

Xiaodijun narrowed his eyes and said, "If it is true, then we can take this opportunity to seal it off."

"Don't move rashly, I'm afraid that figure will never be as calm as it is now." Jian Wushuang reminded.

How could it be a dead existence that can provoke such a majestic and weird black spirit.

The next moment, seemingly to confirm Jian Wushuang's thoughts, a nuanced sound of bone cracks resounded under this abyss.

With the sound of this sound, the figure that was kneeling on the rocky ground suddenly trembled.

Jian Wushuang's eyes condensed, and he hurriedly made Xiao Dijun and the others retreat.

"No way, can this come alive too?!" Chen Qing was a little dumbfounded, watching this scene in disbelief.

With the continuous resounding of bone cracks, the figure who was buried under the abyss, how many years of endless years, actually stood up slowly.

It was a figure covered with hideous wounds, and the armor made of unknown material was completely damaged, revealing a body that had long been depleted of flesh and blood.

Two black lights shot out from the visor on his head.

Facing such a dead creature, even Jian Wushuang felt his heart palpitations.

Because he found that the Yanli in his body shuddered in an incredible way when facing this dead creature?

This is too weird.

Could it be that this silent, dead creature was also an emperor during his lifetime, was beheaded by Zhen Wuyang and buried here?

But Jian Wushuang quickly rejected this idea. He had already been in close contact with the four emperors, and he naturally knew the unique luck of the emperor.

But at the moment, this creature does not have the emperor's luck, and there is not even a trace of the fluctuation of the power.

All around him, only the horrible black energy was surging.

He seemed to have awakened from Wang Gu's deep sleep, and the two black lights immediately locked Jian Wushuang several people.

Then, the dead creature slowly raised an arm, and the broken palm squeezed hard.

Suddenly, the void suddenly collapsed, and the indescribable force squeezed in all directions.

Except for Jian Wushuang, Xiao Dijun, the thin purple robe, Chen Qing and the three snorted at the same time, as if they had been severely injured, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with a ray of blood.

"Damn it, it really gives me energy..." Chen Qing's aura was languid, but he didn't dare to release his strength to resist.

Because that black energy's restraint on Yanli almost reached the point of incomprehension, as long as there is a trace of Yanli released, it will definitely be hit hard by retrieving the original wish.

The prisoners and supervisors who have died are the best examples.

In such a situation, only Jian Wushuang could turn the tide.

The inability to apply Yanli is an unthinkable thing for Yanxian, because even the simplest urging of Xianyuan will consume Yanli.

But Jian Wushuang was affected by this, and it was much smaller.

Except for the two ancestral arts, and the Xian-style one-point mountain and river requires derivation, his Wushuang kendo, Xinghehuhai sword intent, and the second celestial style of selfless true shadow, all do not need to be derived.

Therefore, he immediately used the true shadow of the selflessness to bless himself to deal with the next situation.

After only one blow hit Xiaodijun and the others, the dead creature took a step towards them.

The extremely thick black Qi was continuously absorbed by him, and then he repaired the hideous and terrifying wounds on his body.

Jian Wushuang's heart moved, UU reading www. uukanshu.com he cut directly with a sword.

Xinghe Lake Haijianyi, the first release!

The incomparable sword intent rose, swept across, illuminating the entire abyss for a moment, and then slashed towards the figure of the dead creature.

The next moment, a scene that no one had expected appeared.

The vast sword intent slashed in front of it, and it actually destroyed the body of the dead creature into two parts...

Everything was too easy, as simple as Jian Wushuang didn't react, and his figure was scattered on the rocks.

"Just, that's it?" Chen Qing's eyes were a little dull, "Is he vulnerable, or Brother Sword, you are too strong..."

Jian Wushuang slowly shook his head. He could feel that it was not that he was too strong, but that the dead creature was too vulnerable.

He seems to be too old, as if through endless years, making himself extremely weak.