Legend of Swordsman

In the thirty-two years of the scenery, the White House of Changping County gave birth to a son, and died of disease and disaster until he was 527 years old.

After thousands of disasters, sometimes it is not a blessing to re-enter samsara.

Luodu Starland, which still maintains the broken shape, only has two figures at the moment.

The Nine Tribulation King stood far away in the void, watching the thin but firm figure move forward step by step.

He didn't know when to say goodbye to this difference, but everything was a foregone conclusion and could not be changed.

The genius who surprised everyone, just left.

Jian Wushuang finally looked back at the King of Nine Tribulation, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he faced the vast heavenly gate like a galaxy and stepped into it.

"Bum ..."

Hundreds of millions of gods scattered like a tassel in the sky, and finally, completely, vanished into nothingness.

The King of Nine Tribulation was standing at the same place, but if he was lost, he didn't seem to believe that Jian Wushuang had left.

However, there is no breath left by the half-pointed sword Wushuang in the vast immense divine universe.

He seemed to have passed by in the future, and like a passing passenger, and no one knew where he was going.

For a long time, the King of Nine Tribulation murmured softly, "Dai Yanhuan? I wrote it down."

With the horrible gang wind in the chaos of time and space, Jian Wushuang felt the skin pain from his body almost instantly.

He completely cut off the past and stripped out the real shadow of the mud tire. All the ancestors of luck returned to the divine universe.

While breaking off the past of the ancestor, he also entered the realm of Yanxian.

It was a more mysterious realm, and it was hard to tell even if it was Sword Warriors who were successfully promoted.

But the only time he can be sure at the moment is that Yanxian is a special kind of super-ancestral existence.

Because of the symbol of Yanxian, Yanli is a supreme energy that is not higher than divine power but has unique growth.

Yanxian is also a sign of entering Dayanhuan.

But Kejian Wushuang's current situation is a bit awkward. Although he has taken that step completely, his strength is still in a weak state, making it difficult to effectively resist the chaos of time and space.

You know, even in the realm of the sword fairy Ding Baiyi, you have suffered a big loss of time and space by accident.

After carefully covering the whole body with force, Jian Wushuang moved forward carefully.

He no longer wandered in the chaos of time and space like the headless flies, and there was a weak force pulling him.

I do n’t know how many years have gone in the chaos and darkness. Just when Jian Wushuang felt that the lamp was about to dry up, a crack in the Tianmen that exudes an invisible white awn appeared in front of him.

Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang stepped directly into it.

Almost at the same time, the layers of supreme coercion enveloped him, and the sword that was about to run out of light, Mu Wushuang, where there is still the strength to fight back, passed out directly.

History is always very similar. The second time he came to Dayanhuan, Jian Wushuang was as embarrassed as the first time ...

Severe pain spread throughout the limbs and bones, and then they woke up with cold water.

Jian Wushuang suddenly awakened from a faint state, and when he looked into his eyes, he saw that the two little fellows looked at him with a smile.

"Brightly awakened, and dare to continue to pretend to die?" One of the big-breasted big men grinned and pulled out a long black bone whip from his waist.

Even when he woke up from a coma, his deep fighting instincts made him almost instantaneously, with a big hand clenching the whip directly, and at the same time, he slapped his hand to the big man.

It is conceivable that this terrifying form of Jian Wushuang can surely be easily killed.

But then, a strange scene appeared.

The iron plate with chains engraved in dense patterns between Jian Wushuang's neck suddenly released great power, and walked all over his limbs and corpses.

"Uh ..." Jian Wushuang uttered a pain, and fell to his knees directly.

The brazen man, whose legs were shaking like sifting chaff, was daunted by the murderous intent from the face, and screamed back.

At the same time, there was a sudden thunder snake on the dark sky of the dark clouds.

The rain fell and washed the ground.

Jian Wushuang lay on the ground on his side, and that imprisonment made him unable to breathe.

On the ground covered with black and gray coarse soil particles, there are more than one hundred thousand invisible bodies. While the rain fell from the sky, they all turned up, allowing the rain to wash the body.

Everyone's neck is surrounded by a chain of iron plates, imprisoning their souls and bodies.

Amidst the sky and rain, a very thin figure came slowly to Jian Wushuang, and then stretched out an arm, directly carrying him on his shoulders and walking towards a huge cave.

The heavy rain stopped, and the more than one hundred thousand figures slowly entered the cave.

I don't know how long after that, Jian Wushuang woke up wandering slowly, and it was all gloomy fire when I saw it.

"Me, where is this ..." He barely sat up.

When he saw nearly a thousand figures sitting around him, Jian Wushuang froze.

How could there be so many people in such a cave?

Everyone looked at him with numb and empty eyes, without saying a word.

The thin figure who carried him back into the cave looked at him up and down at the moment, and then said quietly, "Sleep, there will be endless work tomorrow, saving you from exhaustion."

As his words fell, all of them lay directly on the ground, and the cave became more strangely dead.

Slowly pressing down the depression in his heart, Jian Wushuang asked, "Where is this?"

"Your cemetery." The thin figure said concisely.

Jian Wushuang no longer asked, but tried to peel off the chain iron plate between his necks by hand.

However, he only touched slightly, and the supreme power from the chain iron card instantly knocked him out again.

Time passed quietly, and when the last light in this huge cave disappeared, everything really died down.

"Wake up and get up to work."

With a slight push ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jian Wushuang woke up dizzy.

At this moment the sky outside was already brightened, and the people who lived in the cave began to line up towards the exit.

The thin figure leaned towards his head, and then strode away.

Jian Wushuang slowly got up and followed the team in a muddled manner.

Although the sky is bright, there is no trace of the sun shining, and the distant sky is still thick with dark clouds.

Dozens of Montenegro that are almost bordering the sky, and more than one hundred thousand prisoners wearing chain iron tags around their necks, are the main colors here.

Jian Wushuang is quite certain that the place he reached is Dayan Huan.

But the scene at the moment could not help but make him suspicious.

How did he come to this place, seeming to be a prisoner?

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