Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4752: Big Snow Shuo Feng Mang Mang

In the time and time of transformation, the original ordinary sword Wushuang has now become handsome and elegant, and there is a unique scent of dust flowing around the body.

Immersed in the ink-colored hair tips behind me, from time to time sublimate to produce a silky pale gold **** pattern, which is quite the meaning of a dust fairy.

And behind him, stood two tall and strong figures like gods.

Chen Qing is quite like a swordsman. His height of more than one foot is full of oppression. Even the slightly thin spring and autumn are close to nine feet.

The three of them stood together, and the unspeakable violations had a little meaning.

After careful entrustment, Xiao Dijun watched the three of them leave.

"My partner, you said, what am I doing right?"

"Nothing is wrong, Your Highness, only success or failure."

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Three heavenly bodies dotted between the heavens of countless stars.

This is Jian Wushuang's first such free will since he came to Dayanhuan.

The stars above your head, and the clouds on your feet, you can't express your comfort.

The vast and vast heavens of one side flow slowly under them. The strange luck between each heaven is like an eggshell, full and mysterious.

A celestial domain contains dozens of continental planes, and each of the continental planes is responsible for countless vitality.

However, these are only one of the most obscure celestial domains in Daiji.

Although I was rushing to the Northern Celestial State where Gongzi Mo was located, but with Chen Qing's follow, this should have been a boring and killing journey, and it was quite interesting unconsciously.

Big wind and snow, the world is bold.

One side is different from each other, and they appear in their eyes in turn.

There are nine-headed dragons that are unmatched in the realm of Yanxian, and the super celestial world that is entrenched. The rare gems contained in it are uncountable.

There is also a terrible background, a prosperous sect that spans three or four heavens.

Of course, there are more sparse creatures, and there are few celestial fields.

Chen Qing seems to be very familiar with these celestial routes. In the constant rush, he can always reach some sparse, yet extremely interesting celestial planes.

Naturally, when rushing across the sky, the least people can do are those who like to hijack.

Even if they are born out of nowhere and achieve the status of Yanxian, these people who like to make money are indispensable.

Everything brings a lot of fun to the boring journey.

"How about, hasn't this experience of life rushed for many years?"

On the vast yellow sand ground, three figures sit on the backs of the dragon-like horses and walk forward.

The sky above the head fell down in heavy snow and fell on everyone's shoulder.

Heaving large and small pieces of snowflakes on one shoulder, Jian Wushuang did not deliberately evaporate with his strength. In his view, it is a more meaningful thing to feel the natural birth and death of all things.

"Brother Chen Qing, do you often travel between these heavens?" Jian Wushuang asked.

Chen Qing, who was sitting on the back of the beast, said with a smile, "It's shameful to say, when I hadn't met the little emperor before, I was just a kid."

"In the beginning, relying on the youthful spirit, pushing the heavens horizontally, it caused a lot of enemies, and finally had to flee desperately. In this way, after two visits, I was able to get acquainted with the majority of the heavens."

"Like the North Tianxianzhou we are about to go to, my original son Mo, who had nowhere to go, didn't think that even Heaven hadn't entered, he suffered a severe beating and nearly destroyed my foundation."

Speaking of which, Chen Qing still smiles, but from the slightly trembling voice, Jian Wushuang still feels that his intentions are difficult.

"So I went to Beitianxianzhou this time, one is to help the sword brothers find what you want, and the other is to calculate the general ledger account for the son. That year, when the beating was beaten, I want to receive a profit Come back."

Chen Qing looking at Yi Nanping, Jian Wushuang sighed in his heart. This time, the journey to Beitian Xianzhou, I was afraid that it was completely uneven.

Just as the three of them were going to leave the sky except for the sand sea and snow, a drum kit suddenly appeared on the ground not far away.

Following the separation of sand and stone, a sloppy three-inch pocket old man was drilled out.

Jian Wushuang looked at each other, then all looked forward.

After seeing the three men, the sloppy old man who had drilled out of the ground, with a look of joy, rushed over with short legs, "You, distinguished guests, and the little old man are polite."

In response to him, it was a long knife straight out of Chunqiu's hands.

The long sword broke into the air, but it hung over the head of the sloppy old man, but did not cut it off.

Rao was so shocked that he sat on his knees and even said nothing.

"Speak, what are you waiting for us here." Chen Qing looked at him with interest.

The sloppy old man heard the sound and swallowed his throat hard. "Adult, little old man is not malicious, just want to use the map in exchange for some rare treasures, and then suddenly appeared and shocked the three adults."

Chen Qing heard this and looked at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but looked at the sloppy old man carefully.

It is only a half-ancestor level and has not yet entered the strength, is his realm.

And this three-foot-tall figure, the skin exposed outside the clothing, shows a texture like a quicksand. It should be a goblin stealing the luck in the plane of this side of the sky, and there is not much threat.

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang lowered his vigilance and said slowly, "What map?"

Seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of the three people retreating, the sloppy old man breathed out in the bottom of his heart, and then whispered, "I saw that the three adults have extraordinary strength around their bodies, apparently they are traveling in the heavens, Thinking of handing over a roll of maps I picked up earlier to adults, in exchange for some rare treasures, as for what map, the little old man could not clearly identify..."

He said, and then took out a roll of some broken notes from the sloppy shirt.

Jian Wushuang saw it and glanced at Chunqiu.

The Spring and Autumn Festival was so intimate that they waved a bag containing thousands of Montenegrin crystals to the sloppy old man.

He didn’t pay anything in return. He opened the bag subconsciously, and the black mountain crystals were full of eyes.

With a thump, the sloppy old man sat down on the ground.

Know that the most common piece of Montenegro crystal is enough for the monks who haven’t entered the monastery for more than a few months. It is a treasure in the entire Division.

Not to mention the top crystal produced by this Montenegro.

Black with silky purple awns is the top crystal, even if all the black mountains are added together during the whole downhill day, the mass production is extremely low.

At the moment, the appearance of these thousands of top crystals, the strength of the rich water, has formed a faint mist in the surrounding space of the sloppy old man.