Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4587: Suspension of old man

The lament in the ears gradually dissipated, replaced by a slightly cordial call.

This call seems to have some magical power, and it draws the almost heartless sword Wushuang back from the fallen consciousness.

He opened his eyes reluctantly, and his face was a slender face.

In a moment of sobriety, the subconscious reaction caused Jian Wushuang to move backwards a few feet, watching the old man in plain clothes with full vigilance.

The old man with a clean face does not blame Jianwushuang's rudeness, he smiles and stands up and introduces himself, "Hello little guy, I stop when I call."

Without any paralysis, Jian Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "I have seen the old gentleman."

These two people who can appear here and are not in the Shrine of Life are just enough for Jian Wushuang to bring vigilance to the highest.

At the same time, he also began to wonder whether the ultimate battle that had appeared before was done by the old man in front of him.

The old man who claimed to be Shi Zhan smiled and waved his hand, "You and I meet here, it is destiny, you don't have to be constrained."

Jian Wushuang was unimpressed. After seeing the surrounding scenes, he felt a moment of trance.

Countless broken corpses or buried or exposed on the ground, broken magic soldiers, and blood-stained armor were mostly buried by sand and stone.

Even if the avenue has disappeared for hundreds of millions of years, the unparalleled pure divine power still protects their owners, just as they did then.

The scene in front of him is as he had seen before.

It's just that the supreme existence has all fallen.

"Is this the real place of sorrow?" Jian Wushuang asked himself, not knowing how to reveal what he was thinking.

Shi paused with a slight smile, and the sight above the earth was reflected in the not-clear pupils. "You call it a place of sorrow, in my heart, it is a place of burial."

"Let all go..."

Stopping words are easy, but at the end there is a sense of melancholy and loneliness.

Jian Wushuang was stunned, and looked a little weird when he stopped, because it is not difficult to hear from his words. This old man’s time stop seems to have passed through that era and has lived until now...

Since seeing the scene, Jian Wushuang does not believe it anyway, there will be a supreme existence that can survive the ultimate battle.

It seems to be able to feel what Jian Wushuang thought in his mind, and when he stopped coming back from his memory, he said again, "The old man voluntarily waits here, only to find the person who should come."

"Who should come? Me?" Jian Wushuang didn't know how to stand.

When he stopped, he didn’t wait for him to speak, and he asked himself, "Little fellow, why did you come to this place?"

As soon as this statement came out, Jian Wushuang was a little embarrassed, the divine universe fell, and as the new master of the Life Palace, after careful calculation, he was prepared to come to the sad land to recuperate and recharge, but these Then I didn't know how to speak.

It’s not too malicious to stop at this time, but if you don’t leave them behind, I’m afraid it’s a breeze to wave them down or drive them out.

Jian Wushuang doesn't dare to gamble on the risks he takes rashly.

Just during this short stalemate, Jian Wushuang suddenly realized that the three spaceships that carried the entire Life Shrine did not seem to come to this sad land with themselves.

His heart trembles, the disciples of these tens of thousands of life shrines, but the last sustenance of the divine universe, if there is any loss, it will be a disaster for the divine universe.

"No, no..." Jian Wushuang hurriedly turned around to find the whereabouts of several spaceships.

Shi Pa stopped him at the right time, "Little guy, what are you looking for?"

As the voice fell, Shi Pai extended his hand and waved it away. The dim sky and earth seemed to be floating on the surface of the water, and suddenly there was a ripple.

Next, the space spreads out, and the spaceship that can hold the balance with the star slowly sails out of the crack, but the dead silence on its deck does make Jian Wushuang instantly tense.

He knows very well that even the dark channel leading to this tragic place is so powerful that even the Blood Sovereign and others are deceived, and those with weaker consciousness are not sure to die on the spot.

Gu Shi couldn't stop and say hello, Jian Wushuang jumped onto the deck, and he was a little relieved after seeing the scene in front of him.

I saw that Xuebo Zhizun and others all fell asleep leaning on the boat surroundings. From the long breath, there was no danger to life.

"Their realm is too weak to enter the burial ground, but it will damage the realm, and the soul will be lost, and it will become the nourishment of the burial ground. Therefore, I have to make them fall asleep. Escaped many prohibitions."

Following the voice, the straight and thin figure that had stood behind Jian Wushuang.

Listening to the explanation, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate at all, turned around and uttered his hands, and said, "Thank you Mr. Old for your help, and the juniors would like to thank you here."

Shi stopped laughing and waved his hand. "Don’t hurry to say thank you first. Although I have taken care of each other, those who have too little realm of consciousness may be unable to escape this disaster."

Jian Wushuang sank in his heart, and hurriedly urged the supernatural powers to prepare to awaken the people, but it might be difficult to wake them up when they thought about their supernatural powers, even if they urged the original blood in the body to tentatively wave to several people.

Sure enough, with the original blood, blood wave, giant axe, Lan Lan, and Leng Rushuang, a few people took the lead in waking up.

"Worship the Master of Wushuang Palace!" Blood Bo Zhizun and others looked at Jian Wushuang and immediately turned over to worship on one knee.

"You don't want to use those red tapes anymore." Jian Wushuang closed his hand and signaled them to get up.

Blood Sovereign shook his head, two lines of tears suddenly appeared in his eyes, "The old man thought, we can only drink and hate in the dark passage, never thought we would safely reach this sad place, it seems heaven is not It’s beyond the universe of divine power, and it’s beyond my shrine of life."

"Fu Jun." Leng Rushuang couldn't help it, sobbing into Jian Wushuang's arms quickly, "I thought I would never see you again."

Jian Wushuang rubbed the hair of the fairy in her arms and whispered, "I promise you, even if I die, I will never see you again."

Most of the disciples in the first spaceship woke up and showed the joy of the rest of their lives.

Only Lan Lan, who was on the side of the Blood Pool Supreme, calmed down and turned his gaze to the straight, thin figure behind Jian Wushuang.

"Now is not a time for comfort, I want to count all the disciples to deal with the next thing." Jian Wushuang said.

Leng Rushuang nodded and left his arms.

After glancing at Xuebo Zhizun and others, Jian Wushuang fled towards the other two spaceships.

A moment later, Jian Wushuang used the blood of the source to wake up the disciples in the other two boats.

A total of more than 14,600 disciples went to the place of mourning this time. In the end, nearly 3,000 people remained in the dark passage forever.

The rest of the weaker disciples were also affected more or less.