Legend of Swordsman

And his chaotic hegemony body has also achieved immortality, even if the fairy source is broken, if there is a point of obsession, it is enough to resurrect.

This is really terrible, involving various complex levels.

But Jian Wushuang can be sure that he can achieve immortal immortality, absolutely inseparable from the super perfect life form.

If he is not of such a physique, I am afraid that the previous blow is enough to make him disappear.

The fragmented chest had fully recovered in a few breaths, but the fatal pain still caused the sword to have cold sweat from the temples.

He propped himself up from the ground and began to look around.

This is still the plane of the Celestial Realm, but because of the war, the most central position of the Celestial Realm, the earth has become a little bit apart.

A series of fine cracks like spider webs separated the rivers and mountains, and the river bed was blocked by broken rocks.

At the moment, Jian Wushuang is located in a mountain stream that was destroyed.

He fell from above the sky dome and directly smashed the entire Shenfeng out of a hole, but he did not expect that there was this dark space in this Shenfeng.

Everything was still in a violent martyrdom. He looked at the dark red sky dome and wanted to rush up again to help, but the divine body was still in a state of recovery, and even simple manipulation of strength was impossible.

In desperation, Jian Wushuang can only wait for the divine body to recover and move along the stream under his feet.

The gurgling of the stream, which is completely transformed by the strong force, has nourished the dry meridians.

As we move forward, this dim space is gradually filled with the faint blue color.

Jian Wushuang felt a little restless.

At the same time, layers of dark blue light began to cling to the surrounding stone walls.

"Could this be the place where Zhenwu Yang hides his chance?" He thought.

There are nearly 400 Yanxian participants in this battle for peach, but there is only one Xiantao, which cannot be divided equally.

Therefore, Zhenwuyang distributes unknown geometric opportunities in this celestial realm for the Yanxian to find and understand.

In a certain way, this is also a creation for Yan Xian who can come to heaven to feast.

Moving forward with curiosity, but not long afterwards, he reached the end of this hidden space.

Looking into the eyes, only one side of the stone wall covered with vine grass.

However, Jian Wushuang did not rush to leave. He still went forward, came to the stone wall, and reached out to get rid of the dense vine grass.

The stone wall showed the true content, and a series of artificially carved ravines connected to each other and formed a complicated and obscure pattern.

What kind of prohibition do these dry lines look like, blocking the way forward.

If it were earlier, Jian Wushuang might have tried to dismantle it with violence, but now he can't even manipulate the force, let alone use violence.

In the dark, he always felt that behind the stone wall, nothing was hidden.

Slightly silent for a moment, Jian Wushuang cast his gaze on the stone walls on both sides behind him.

As soon as his thoughts moved, he turned and led a ray of blue light clinging to the stone wall into his hand.

After a moment of hesitation, Jian Jian Wushuang pressed the palm of the beam around the stone wall.

In an instant, the magnificent flower blooms.

Wisps of blue light spontaneously poured into the gully lines on the stone wall, quickly rushed to fill the lines.

The whole stone wall began to escape from the strange Huamang, filling the dim space.

"Buzz ..."

A deep buzzing sounded, the prohibition on the stone wall quietly worked, and at the same time a strong glory lit up, causing Jian Wushuang to subconsciously cover his eyes.

At the same time a mildewy smell with a faint smell of decay passed into his nose.

After the strong light dissipated, Jian Wushuang gazed at the front.

The stone wall has disappeared, and there is a small world behind him that comes into view.

Those dark blue light beams did not disappear, but in the small world in front, freely soaring.

Jian Wushuang stepped into it slowly, covered with a layer of dust on the bluestone floor.

This small world seems to be a dojo that was created by a powerful person.

A desolate breath that has settled over the years is coming.

As soon as I stepped in, the long wind lifted.

Immediately before he settled his mind, the hundreds of thousands of lines of Huamang in this dojo seemed to be excited, and they all rushed to Jianwushuang.

Just like big rivers and rivers, all rushes poured out.

Jian Wushuang didn't even have time to dodge, then all Hua Mang directly wrapped his whole person.

"Ok?"

An indescribable suffocation made him almost breathless, but then a tremendous force was born in his meridian.

At the same time, the shackles of his state in his consciousness seemed to be loosened.

Almost at the same time, the bowl-shaped bottle at the waist of Jian Wushuang trembles suddenly, and then a projectile-like thing directly squeezes the bottle stopper and flew out.

"Bones ..."

The projectile-like thing was a broken stone bead, which was obtained by Jian Wushuang's beheading the giant sea sky chapter earlier in the sea.

The original gray surface was quietly rotated at this moment, as if the heavens and the earth were hidden, and the stars flowed.

At the same time as the stone bead appeared, the blue Huamang beam that had originally wrapped around Jian Wushuang's body began to fall off, and then all rushed towards the stone bead.

Jian Wushuang stood on the spot, breathing slightly and watching this scene of Xuan Qi.

But within ten breaths, the blue mansions flooding the entire space were all disappeared by the stone beads.

Falling into the dark all around, only the stone beads exuding lustre at that moment, slowly turning.

It is like a blue planet, with a huge and vast atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, tiny stars floated quietly around the stone beads, mysterious.

The stars are connected by white silk thread, forming a tiny but vast galaxy.

Jian Wushuang looked at the stone bead that had turned upside down in shock, and the magnificent galaxy reflected in his clear eyes.

There seemed to be a peculiar energy in Mingming, pulling him close to the stone bead.

"Is there something hidden inside this stone bead?" Jian Wushuang doubted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ reached out his right hand and slowly clicked on the galaxy on the surface of the stone bead.

Suddenly, a tiny star turned into a white man's body and poured into his body.

"Om ..." Like a long water ripple, the surface of the stone beads rippled.

Jian Wushuang was startled, and then looked at the stone bead incredulously.

"One, point the river ..."

The star that penetrated into him carried a kind of unprecedented trend, and fed it back to Jian Wushuang.

In his consciousness, that kind of energy is gestating.

He tried again in the consciousness.

With just one finger, a magnificent galaxy is constructed in the consciousness.

Among the galaxies constructed, he became the only master.

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