Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4682: Dayanhuan

In the thirty-two years of the scenery, the White House in Changping County gave birth to a child, and died of disease and disaster until the age of 527. It is no wonder that future generations are.

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

Luodu Starland still maintains the broken shape, at the moment there are only two figures.

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

He doesn’t know when this will happen, when will he see you again, but everything is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

The genius who surprised everyone, and left.

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

"Om..."

Billions of strands of the gods are 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.

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

He seems to have passed by in the future, and like a passing passenger in a hurry. No one knows where he is going.

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

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

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

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

That is a more mysterious realm. It’s hard to tell even if it’s a sword that has been successfully promoted.

But the only time he can be sure at the moment, 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.

The current situation of Ke Jian Wushuang 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.

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

Carefully covering the whole body with force, Jian Wushuang moves forward carefully.

He no longer wanders in the chaotic flow of time and space like headless flies as before, and there is a faint force pulling him.

I don’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.

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate to step into it directly.

Almost at the same time, the layers of supreme coercion enveloped him, and the swordless Wushuang, who was about to run out of lights and withered, where there was still the strength to fight back, passed out.

History is always very similar. Jian Wushuang, who came to Dayan Huan for the second time, is also embarrassed like the first time...

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

Jian Wushuang suddenly awakened from the state of faintness, 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 pretending to die?" One of the cheeked big men grinned and pulled a long black bone whip from his waist. The terrible black purple gang wind directly drawn to Jianwushuang.

Even if he woke up from a coma, but the deep fighting instinct made him almost instantaneously, his big hand clenched the whip directly, and at the same time he slapped his hand to the big man.

It is conceivable that Jian Wushuang’s horrible form will surely be able to be easily killed.

But then, a strange scene appeared.

The iron chains with engraved dense patterns between Jian Wushuang's necks suddenly released their mighty power, and walked directly through his limbs and corpses.

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

While the murderous intent from the face was so scared, the brave man with legs shaking like sifting bravery dared to recklessly go straight back.

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

The rain fell and washed the ground.

Jian Wushuang lay on the ground on one side, and that imprisonment prevented him from breathing.

And 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 and let the rain wash the body.

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

In the sky and rain, an extremely thin figure slowly came 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 all he saw was a gloomy fire.

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

Jian Wushuang was stunned when he saw that there were nearly a thousand bodies sitting around him.

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

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

And 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, save the exhaustion."

As his words fell, everyone lay down directly on the ground, and the cave became more strangely dead.

Slowly pressing down the depression in the heart, Jian Wushuang asked, "What is this place?"

"Your cemetery." The thin figure said concisely.

Jian Wushuang no longer asked, but tried to peel the chain iron plate between his necks with his hands.

However, he only touched slightly, and the supreme power from the chain iron plate knocked him out again in an instant.

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

"Wake up and get up to work."

With a slight push, Jian Wushuang woke up faintly.

At this moment the sky outside was already bright, 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 muddle.

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

Dozens of Montenegro that are almost bordered by the sky, and more than 100,000 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 makes him suspicious.

How did he come to this place and he seems to be a prisoner?