Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang shook his groggy head hard, and began to observe the prisoners in front of him in the same situation.

From this point of view, he could not help but be amazed. Every prisoner's state, no one is lower than half an ancestor!

What is that concept? Even if it is a tragic battle to the extreme, the total number of half ancestors of the divine universe and the imaginary universe will never add up to more than thirty, and some of them are members of the bite.

But right now, the lowest level of these prisoners is actually half-ancestor?

One hundred thousand half ancestors? Rao was completely shocked by Jian Wushuang's concentration.

Is this the characteristic of Dayanhuan? !

Even the prisoner's state has reached such a point that Jian Wushuang dares not imagine what a terrible existence there is in this great Yan Huan.

After taking a deep breath and forcing down the inner shock, Jian Wushuang again looked at the Montenegro nearest to him.

A total of more than 100,000 prisoners were directly divided into ten teams, and the team with tens of thousands of units of measurement was like a long line of marching into different Montenegro.

Jian Wushuang's team is heading to the largest Montenegro.

As he was about to enter the huge mine mouth, he saw hundreds of figures in black robes walking around.

Somehow, when they saw them, Jian Wushuang always had a feeling of deja vu.

But he couldn't help but look closely, the prisoner behind him pushed him forward.

Entering the mine channel like an abyss, there is no darkness in imagination, but a dim purple color reflects the whole mine channel like a dream.

Jian Wushuang noticed that the hazy purple meaning flashed from a kind of purple sand distributed in the mine.

With the deepening of the team, this team of more than 10,000 in total appeared insignificant in the deep belly of Montenegro.

At the same time, hundreds of guards in black robe divided the team into more than one hundred.

In this 100-member team where Jian Wushuang is located, led by the guardian, he entered one of the most extensive mines.

"It's not a coincidence that you came here and you are about to step into death." A flicker of teasing flashed in the eyes of his thin body walking side by side, "Be prepared."

Jian Wushuang just wanted to speak, and a huge black whip pulled directly towards his thin body, snorted him, and the blood randomly oozed out of his chest.

The black robe guardian, who was at the front of the team, turned around and looked at Jianwushuang coldly, and then continued on.

Looking at the guardian of the half ancestor level, the sword had no double-faced and no expression, and then turned to whisper, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

"Bait, it's all bait!" Gently gritted his teeth, "His mother, as long as I can't die this time, sooner or later they will peel them!"

"Bait." After Jian Wushuang repeated several times in the bottom of his heart, he vaguely guessed what would happen next.

The more the mine tunnel shrouded in voluptuousness, the hotter it was. Until it reached the end, Jian Wushuang suddenly saw that the depth of the heart of Montenegro was empty?

Countless stone-like huge black vines are densely covered on the stone wall, and it seems to be awake at any time.

At the same time, the stone walls around these black vines are densely covered with countless special purple crystals.

The black robe guardian standing at the forefront slowly turned around, watching the hundred-person team say in a deep voice, "Jump down."

However, no one stepped forward.

It seems that this situation has already been expected. The black robe guardian directly waved the black bone long whip in his hand, scrolled nearly twenty people, and threw it under the abyss.

At the next moment, the most shocking scene appeared. The dark black vines that had been attached to the stone wall slowly awakened, like a series of giant pythons. Among.

All the prisoners who saw this scene retreated subconsciously, shaking their bodies like sifting chaff.

However, the black-robed guardian smiled coldly, and at the same time his body retreated, he blocked all the return passages with great force.

At the same time, a giant python-like vine appeared quietly in front of the less than a hundred prisoners.

"Boom!"

The muddy black vines darted forward and swept the prisoner halfway through.

Jian Wushuang's eyebrows are tightened, and the abyss is at his feet.

The thin figure on his side glanced at Jian Wushuang, and then he leaned forward to the dark vines that hung across the air.

The rest of the prisoners followed him, leaping their teeth.

Jian Wushuang thought a little, and also jumped.

The foot is as hard as a rock, with a little force under the foot, the rubble will fall.

"Is this kind of thing actually a living creature ..." Jian Wushuang secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time began to consider how to get out.

The trauma he suffered in the chaos of time and space has long been recovered, and his internal strength has reached its peak.

However, the chain iron plate between the necks, like the rules of the avenue, restrained the strength of the meridian in his body.

Today's Jianwushuang, its strength is even difficult to reach even the ancestor level.

The only thing that made him somewhat relieved was that his own sword intention and ancestral supernatural powers could still be used. There was not much problem with self-protection for the time being.

Running between the vines, the danger is not weaker than before.

Each one is enough to wield the vines that half an ancestor class easily wiped out like a tentacle.

However, under these circumstances, there are already fewer than ten prisoners of nearly 200 people.

"Persevere, as long as you insist that the rest of you go down the pothole, we will have a life!" I don't know when the thin body shape Shen Sheng appeared on the side of Jian Wushuang reminded, "Follow me, I will protect you from death!"

Jian Wushuang smiled quietly, "Keep your own life first and talk about other things."

"You don't believe me?" The thin figure stared.

Jian Wushuang said again, "Faith is natural faith, but no one can guarantee it here, is it?"

The thin figure didn't speak anymore. After looking at Jian Wushuang, the figure was like a ghost and disappeared into the vines.

And Jian Wushuang also focused on avoiding the vine offensive.

When the last scream came to an abrupt halt, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com. Above the entire abyss, only two people remained.

One is Jian Wushuang, and the other is naturally that thin figure.

Although he can't see his realm on today's occasions, Jian Wushuang can vaguely feel that the thin body shape is by no means an ordinary half-ancestral figure.

The two stared at each other, then nodded tacitly. Jian Wushuang then asked, "How long will it last?"

The thin figure slowly raised a finger.

"one day?"

"No, it's a year."

"What, a year?"

The thin figure smiled strangely, "Only after this big guy eats and drinks and falls into a deep sleep, they will let the rest of the team to mine, then the best time for us to escape!"

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