Legend of Swordsman

Wu Jiansou secretly sighed.

Straight to the level of Jiuxiao, everything is perfect and extreme!

His physical body has also reached the extreme. If he wants to improve, he can only make a breakthrough in the future.

现在 Now even if the eleventh and twelfth floors are refined, the ascension is only physical strength.

的 The increase in physical strength has once again improved the attack power of Jian Wushuang.

Next, the ancestral banquet begins.

Bian Shengzu, one of the supreme existence of Divine Land, his 2,000-year-old birthday, held a banquet in person, almost all of Divine Land did not give face.

Except for the other three ancestors of Shenzhou, except for the demon ancestors who were too late to rush back because they were roaming in other planes, like the spirit ancestor and the stone ancestor, they all came.

In addition, there are several Lingxiaojing who stay in Shenzhou, also rushed over.

He is like King Dongming and Qian Xingzi, who are involved in besieging the sword ancestors. At the beginning, they forced the sword unparalleled to escape from the state, and they also had their share.

After that, there were the eight monarchs of Divine Land and many princes.

In short, this banquet is definitely the highest level banquet in China.

At the banquet, many powerful people gathered on a large field of martial arts. At the top of that martial arts field, they wore white robes as if bathed in the sun. They were extremely holy ancestors, sitting in the most prominent position. His smile was intoxicating.

"You, this is the old lady who traveled to Ziqiong's mainland, and spent a great price to get it from there. This Qionglu is the most beautiful wine the old man has ever seen. Please try it." The wine bowl is loud.

The spirit ancestors, stone ancestors, King Dongming, Qian Xingzi and others on the two sides below the ancestors raised their wine glasses.

These existence gates of Lingxiao Realm are communicating and talking with each other. They have their circle. At the bottom of the school field, the monarchs and princes gather there and talk to each other in pairs.

There were a lot of princes on the scene. In addition, there were many strong disciples under the pulse of Shengzu. Many strong people gathered there. Among these crowds, Jian Wushuang took the bucket down and lowered his face. At the same time, the breathing method of the God of Secret was also hidden, and no one around him would pay attention to him.

Next to Jian Wushuang, Lin Lan, Lord Zizhong, and Lord Guyang all sat in front of the case. On the surface, the three looked indifferent. Someone talked to them, and they would cope with a smile. But in my heart, all three of them were nervous.

They all know the purpose of Jian Wushuang's coming here, and this purpose, in their opinion, is extremely crazy.

"It's about to come, it's almost all here." Jian Wushuang raised his head and glanced over the Yanwu field.

I was there, and there were already more than eight strong Xiaoxiaojing gathered.

In addition to Shengzu, Lingzu and Shizu, there are five strong men from other planes.

"Of these eight people, the Lingzu is not my enemy." Jian Wushuang groaned secretly.

He carefully checked that there were dozens of Lingxiaojing strongmen who besieged the sword ancestors at first, but among the dozens of strong men, no spirit ancestors existed.

According to the information he got, the relationship between Lingzu and Jianzu has been good. Like the Jianhoufu, it has always existed and has not been completely destroyed because of the restraint of Lingzu.

At the time, Jian Wushuang was forced by many strong men in the Lingxiao Realm. Although Lingzu also appeared, he never said that he wanted to tell where the Jianzu Dongfu was.

Therefore, Lingzu is naturally not his enemies, but also has grace to Jianhoufu.

As for the other seven people, they are all enemies, they have all participated in the siege of the sword ancestors, and they have also persecuted him.

"Of these seven people, five are just ordinary ordinary first-level sky, and the remaining two people, Shengzu and King Dongming, just barely reached the second level. Based on my current strength, kill They are sure. "Jian Wu's eyes narrowed.

The same is the height of the sky, but there is a difference in strength. In the eternal world, the height of the sky is really divided into three levels.

The first level is the kind of normal strength, which is more general.

层次 This level occupies the vast majority, like the blood knife dying in a sword without hands, like most of the human temple masters of the Demon Continent's Demon Alliance.

The second level is the kind of arrogant sky. Most of them have a high perception of Tao, or they have some very arrogant means.

The statue of Bingfeng Dian, who was beheaded by Jian Wushuang in the Demon Continent, belongs to the second level, and in the second level, it is quite strong.

As for the third level, in this eternal world, they are already the real peak powers. They are extremely domineering in their perception of Tao and other aspects, and their combat power is very scary.

Like the three demon emperors of the demon continent, the master of the Xuanling Hall of the Human Demon Alliance, and the sword ancestor of the peak period, they are all the third-level Ling Xiaojing strong.

Under normal circumstances, the third level of the sky can be easily swept over the second level.

The sword ancestor of that year was originally seriously injured after fighting for eternal orders, and then was besieged by dozens of first-level and second-level Lingxiao realms, which would cause him to die, but despite his death ~ www. readwn.com ~ Those who are still in the sky can't get the eternal order, so you can imagine how strong the sword ancestors were during the peak period.

After Jian Wushuang reached Jiuxiao Realm, he achieved perfection in all aspects, coupled with the strongest sword soul of thirty-three feet up to the extreme, and assisted by many means, the combat power is also comparable to the third-level Langxiao realm, and in The third level is still very strong, and it is slightly stronger than the sword ancestors of the peak period.

With such strength, it is certainly not difficult to sweep the seven first-level and second-level Lingxiao landscapes in front of them.

"Tuer." Lin Lan next to Jian Wushuang winked.

Gao Linlan knew inwardly, exhaled lightly, stood up slowly, and walked towards the center of Yanwuchang.

The banquet is underway, and many strong men are eating, drinking, talking and laughing. When they saw Lin Lan walk to the center of Yanwu Stadium, these strong men all looked up in doubt.

"Have you, Lanyue, what are you doing?" Asked a strong man frowning in the vein of Shengzu.

Qi Linlan did not answer, but looked up and looked at the ancestor at the top.

"Master Saint Ancestor." Lin Lan began, his voice echoed throughout the banquet.

The eyes of the sacred ancestor at the top, as well as those of the strongest in the sky, could not be overlooked.

"Little girl Lanyue, once coincidentally, got a treasure, that treasure is of no use to me. Since you are the ancestor of your ancestors, you are two thousand years old, then I will use flowers to offer Buddha and I will present this treasure to you!" Lin Lan said positively.