Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5103: Digging a disaster

The thin purple robe bowed his head and nodded, and said in a steady voice, "His Royal Highness is the prince. These should not be issues that the prince should consider."

Little Emperor's voice rose sharply, "Then what should I consider, should the emperors kill each other?"

He was silent, and said after a moment, "I can't influence His Highness's judgment, but His Highness should be considered for the future."

"Okay, I see." Xiaodijun was rather impatient, and a lonely flash in his eyes.

The thin purple robe continued, "His Royal Highness, don’t rely too much on Jian Wushuang. You must be clear that he is not dependent on His Highness. He has his own purpose. I don’t think he will be bound by any immortal. Once he finds what belongs to him My own way is not far away."

Little Emperor Jun couldn't bear it, "Enough, go out!"

But he did not leave, and continued to say, "In order to prevent your Highness from going on like this, I have already met with the emperor, so that the emperor will send a great heaven official for his highness, and he will be able to come soon."

"Boom!"

Xuan Chuang was directly smashed by Xiao Dijun. He stood in the warm pavilion, angrily to the extreme, "What are you talking about? Let the emperor send me a great heavenly official? You don't know my heavenly official is Jian Wushuang ?!"

The skinny purple robe looked calm, "Jian Wushuang does not want to be the heavenly official of His Highness, and he is not moistened by the blood of the emperor, so he is not regarded as the heavenly official of His Highness."

"Okay, okay, if you have you, then I have to take a good look, how long does that great psyche live under my hands!"

After leaving these last words, Xiao Dijun left the Nuan Pavilion straight away.

The thin purple robe slowly turned around, a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes.

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In the endless wilderness, under the borderless barriers.

At this moment, there are millions of square road blocks like sacred mountains piled up in the gap like the abyss of the sky!

Each square block is comparable to a sacred mountain, and millions of sacred mountains are piled on top of each other, and it is impossible to imagine its grandeur.

But in this way, compared with the border barrier, it is as small as dust.

In the center of the crack in the border barrier, on top of a million sacred mountain-like fairy bones, there is a free and easy figure sitting.

He is Jian Wushuang.

In a very short period of time, the boundary crack was filled in an edge. Although it is not a big deal, it is quite good.

Looking at the still unimaginable crack, Jian Wushuang is already thinking about the way to plug the crack the fastest.

If the Xiangu Road is cut out like a sacred mountain to fill it up as it is now, I am afraid that it will not be possible to plug the boundary cracks in a thousand years.

"What should I do to quickly repair the cracks? Or should I try to push with Wushuang Kendo?"

Jian Wushuang thought to himself, but soon he rejected all the ideas.

There is no derivation from this great wilderness, and this means that he can’t draw derivation from the void.

Wu Shuang Jian Dao is extremely depleted of power. Once the immortal body's recovery can't make up for the loss, then he will be extremely passive.

Jian Wushuang would never do such a risky move. What's more, this is a wild border full of unknown desolation?

No one knows what exactly exists here, not to mention that beyond this border barrier, there is a more boundless and dangerous famine.

So Jian Wushuang still acted honestly according to the previous method.

One sword descends, thousands of sword intents surging, and then every sword intent is like giving birth to spiritual wisdom, spontaneously cutting the fairy bone road at the fastest speed.

Then Jian Wushuang shook the ground, piling up road blocks like sacred mountains into the cracks in the road boundary.

I am afraid that even he himself had never thought that Wushuang Kendo would be used to do these things one day.

The sacred mountain-like road blocks are piled up in the boundary cracks, and the sacred mountain-like road blocks are actually a corpse of celestial bones.

An infinite number of Yanxian's corpses eventually lay in the great wilderness, becoming a part of the ancient desolation.

Jian Wushuang finally understood that Mingming Xianxian had already transcended the order of the heavens and became an immortal existence. Why is Xianxian so sparse in Dasiyu? It turns out that the eternal gods of the ancient times have long been turned into bones. Abandoned in the great wilderness.

Mending the border in this great wasteland is extremely boring. Originally Jian Wushuang thought that he would encounter injustice, but never thought that this great wasteland would not even have any fluctuations.

If there were no accidents, in just a thousand years, he would not encounter a catastrophe.

And just as Jian Wushuang repeatedly moved the bricks, something unexpected happened suddenly.

Under the road of Xian Bone that has been dug into a deep gully, the pure Wushuang sword intent is even harder to dig down, as if it has touched some restrictions, so it is difficult to make an inch.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart.

He knows the point where Wushuang Kendo's sword intent is overwhelming, and it is precisely because of that, that bad premonition will become stronger.

"Is there something hidden under this fairy bone road?!"

Jian Wushuang quickly walked down from the void and came to the edge of the pothole dug out of the deep gully.

He looked at the deepest part of the pit through layers of fairy corpses.

But at the same time, a thick black smoke that could not be ignored was like a black dragon, suddenly gushing out from the deepest part of the pothole.

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't ignore this kind of energy that exploded in an instant.

Black smoke gushes out, covering the sky and sun instantly, making the void even darker.

Due to the surging and rising of black smoke, a vortex was created above the void again.

The more violent vortex is spinning, echoing with the black smoke, seemingly brewing supreme punishment.

Jian Wushuang secretly said a bad sound. Without thinking about it, he directly released the invisible sword and slashed towards the black smoke pillar like a black dragon.

"Chicks!"

Like tearing brocade silk, the black smoke was cut off from it forcibly, and finally dissipated in the void.

While Jian Wushuang did not relax his vigilance, he did not think that the black smoke would disappear like this.

What is it that emits black smoke? Is it some kind of prohibition?

You must know that this fairy bone road in the great wilderness was formed by Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang hand in hand in that ancient time. It spans the ages, which is unimaginable.

If there is some kind of restriction under this fairy bone road, I am afraid that once it is born, it will inevitably cause some kind of catastrophe on this fairy bone road!

Jian Wushuang frowned, he never thought that digging a road would actually dig a catastrophe!

Immediately afterwards, the black smoke that was cut off unexpectedly spewed up again, and with an unimaginable aura, covering the entire fairy bone road.

This must be a disaster!