Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4628: ?No word tablet

"Boom!"

Nearly a thousand star monks rushing to the front couldn't dodge, and were instantly crushed into blood mist by the giant claws thrown from the broken void.

The domain of fire is coming, the phoenix fire like tarsal maggots, but the imaginary power emitted by each vassal can burn.

For a time, the extraterritorial battlefield turned into fire.

Behind the giant phoenix that covered the sky, tens of thousands of descendants of the phoenix raced to the battlefield!

Every handsome young man is **** and vibrates the fire wings behind him, rushing towards the Void camp.

As the dragon that appeared to be born with the sky emerged, tens of thousands of descendants of the dragon race also went to the battlefield!

The inborn arrogant Shenghua of the Dragon tribe, spreading the broken sky, every descendant of the Dragon tribe whose flesh is at the top, stepped out of the steady pace and rushed into the army of the empty warriors!

An overwhelming situation emerged. There were nearly 20 invincible supremacy of the Dragon clan, and more than 20 invincible supremacy of the Feng clan.

The most ancient blood in the divine universe, the power given to them is unparalleled.

In the same state, there are no signs of superiority in the six marks and the mark marks.

At the sight of this scene, even the calm and calm Jian Wushuang's eyes turned red.

The Nine Tribulation King also moistened his eyes, and then laughed loudly.

Blood Sovereign Supreme and Giant Axe Tianyi are all old tears.

Lan Lan smiled slightly, then collapsed into Leng Rushuang's arms.

The two of Qi Tingqi came in a hug. The dragons and phoenixes, who are almost feuds at the moment, don't seem to hate that much.

Aihong is everywhere, even the six-spotted venerable venerable masters, Fengqi ancestor Fengqi and the dragon clan Linhe Longdi, are dying quickly.

The figure, made of two solidarities, was trembling at the moment, and the fury almost ignited him.

In this war, he paid an almost unbearable price, the demise of nearly a thousand traces of the venerable king, the demise of nearly fifty six traces of the venerable king, and the burial of hundreds of thousands of stars Here.

As a great protector, he wanted to destroy Jian Wushuang, and took off his head as a gift for the return of the False God.

But everything is wrong!

This outpost was defeated from the moment the dragon and phoenix joined.

In his mind, the meaningful expression that engulfed the tissue before he left appeared again.

He finally understood his eyes, but everything was late.

"Bite one, I will kill you." Uncontrollable monstrous anger vented, and then screamed the word retreat.

All the army of the vain warriors who resisted hard in the fire area finally fled in droves, leaving nearly 200,000 wreckage bones.

This battle, which is a tragic song, also ended with the joining of the Dragon and Phoenix clan.

Looking at the broken void that is permanently irreparable, and countless wreckage and broken arms, everyone is silent.

A tear that condenses all emotions of Jian Wushuang, and finally falls into the dark void.

"Unparalleled Palace Master, we won, won..." Bloodwave Supreme said softly.

Jian Wushuang said nothing in silence, staring at the countless corpses covered with void.

Linhe Dragon Emperor, who turned into a humanoid, carried more than 10,000 descendants of the Dragon Race, and Shen Bu came to Jianwu.

He stopped talking, and finally he said, "Wushuang Palace Master, the Dragon Clan is late."

Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng clan, looked at Linhe Dragon Emperor with fear, and also brought more than ten thousand descendants of the Feng clan, "Wushuang Palace Master, the Feng clan came to fulfill their promises."

After recovering from the loss, Jian Wushuang shook his head slowly, "No, none of you are late, the main sword of the life palace palace, Wu Sanshuang, I would like to thank both families, and I will repay today’s grace in the future. ."

On the battlefield outside the territory, there are only a few people left in the Shrine of Life, and they solemnly arch their hands.

"Fortunately, you guys, let me go to the base camp to rest for a while." Jian Wushuang barely squeezed out a smile.

Linhe Dragon Emperor and Feng Clan Ancestor promised.

Afterwards, Bloodpool Supreme took charge and welcomed the more than 20,000 Dragon and Phoenix clan into the base camp.

Qi Tingqi's two brothers, after seeing the figure of Linhe Dragon Emperor, also had complex eyes.

Sure enough, as his father guessed, he did not die. Qi listened silently, and returned to the base camp with the Qi Communist Party.

The disciples of life in the base camp were also badly damaged. There were originally more than nine thousand disciples in the palace, and there are only four thousand left at this moment. If they had the protection of the barriers set by the old lord, I am afraid In this battle, the Shrine of Life will all fall.

Using the power of fortune, Jian Wushuang opened a dormitory enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people behind the giant hall, and settled down and left the giant hall.

In the cold and dead domain, Jian Wushuang took down a black mountain and returned to the battlefield outside the domain.

He carved the Tarot Excalibur finely, and finally cut the Montenegro into a monument.

That is a wordless tablet.

There is no writing on the tablet, and it can reflect the figure cleanly.

After carving the wordless stele, Jian Wushuang stood it not far from the base camp.

Then sat cross-legged in front of this wordless stele.

Behind Jian Wushuang, there is only Lao Zun. He does not bring anyone out. Lao Zun is like his shadow. He will never take the initiative to speak, and will only stand behind him silently.

For ten days in a row, Jian Wushuang did not change any posture, and the indistinct figure reflected his inflexible figure with Lao Zun.

Nine Tribulation King, Blood Wave Supreme, Giant Axe Supreme, and Tianyi Supreme, in these days came to the Wuzi monument in turn, standing behind Jian Wushuang.

In front of the giant hall, Linhe Dragon Emperor looked at it all, and some things in his heart were unconsciously firmed.

Behind the Linhe Dragon Emperor, two composures stood together.

The secret message came into the ears of his two cages.

"Remember what I said. From now on until I die forever, I will have an alliance with the Shrine of Life forever. It belongs to us, and he will never forget us."

Without any hesitation, the two calm and stable figures bowed their heads.

The Fengzu ancestor Fengqi, who stood far away from the Linhe Dragon Emperor, was both dreaded and angry in his eyes.

"Damn it, this old thing, it really is not dead yet."

The Qilin tribe is weak in the base camp. Only Qi Tingqi has two brothers, so they are not upset. The two brothers can’t close the door and concentrate on healing the wounds.

For more than a month, Jian Wushuang, who was sitting in front of the Wuzi monument, slowly opened his eyes.

Everyone knows the meaning of the wordless stele, but no one flinches. As early as the moment when standing still in front of the wordless stele, everyone has saved their will to fight forever.

Maybe time will be retraced, the universe will reincarnate, and even if everything they do will be swallowed up by the unknown that is so long that even death will die, they are not afraid.

Maybe all of them will lie under the wordless stele one day, but they are not afraid.

What they are most afraid of is that after living or dying, all the people of the divine universe will lie under this wordless tablet.