Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5121: Leave
The trembling power swept across the world.
The hurricane formed by the turbid air turns into a thick yellow shield. This shield is a million wars thick. It condenses all the turbid air. If it is blocked, it can transform the spirit and become the holy way of the entire star. If he can't stop it, he will completely dissipate.
The huge shadow of the axe rushed into the sky, without fear of any existence.
Yellow Aegis, like thin paper in front of it.
The collision between the two did not start any turbulence, and the shadow of the axe unilaterally crushed, directly breaking the yellow shield condensed by the turbid air.
Zizi!
The last layer of turbid air, even though it hasn't melted the spirit, but at this moment, facing the shadow of Axe, it actually began to tremble.
The Aegis that worked hard to condense couldn't resist, it couldn't help it, after all, he hadn't transformed the spirit.
An unwilling noise came from the turbid air, Jian Wu's eyes were startled, and the axe and the turbid air resonated with him.
This battle was won by the giants.
Both have the same destiny. One of them can create his own axe method by comprehending the secret method and break the cage. Jian Wushuang admires him a little.
Shadow Axe thoroughly penetrated the turbid air, cutting open the void of the outside world, until it dissipated hundreds of thousands of miles away.
This axe!
Shocking, weeping ghosts.
Jian Wushuang remembered everything he saw in his mind, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
Causality is so wonderful, he indirectly helped the giant, and then the giant fed him back.
The moment Jian Wushuang sat down cross-legged, the sky completely changed.
From above the star, there is no more turbidity, and some is a bright starry sky.
The giant looked at all of this, the corners of his eyes were moist, he didn't know why the corners of his eyes were moist, maybe this was instinct.
The lines on his body were all broken, and he didn't care. The next day, he lived on the mountain adjacent to Jian Wushuang.
He created his own words and wrote down his own things. He also learned to build a house, built a simple wooden house on the mountainside, and watched the sunset every day.
Unconsciously, he felt the loss of his body and his figure became much smaller.
And as his figure faded away, other life appeared on the star.
There are birds and beasts in the forest, and giant beasts of hundreds of feet in the lake. Although these lives are not as strong as him, they are not weak. They gradually began to huddle and fight.
And the giant just watched until his body was completely dissipated in the ground.
The giant dissipated in the world, but his power was given to those powerful giants.
Not only are giant beasts, tens of thousands of races have been born on the planet in the following ten thousand years, they have inherited the power of giants, and have begun to comprehend the way of the giant incarnation.
Billions of years later, this planet was ruled by human monks. A human monk who astounded the ancient ten thousand tribes, with an axe, dominated the entire planet.
The Holy Land of Human Race, Eastern Holy Mountain.
"Patriarch, I succeeded."
In the sacrificial hall of the sacred mountain, a big man with disheveled hair, carrying an axe on his back, knelt under the idol, weeping with joy.
The human race emerged millions of years ago. At that time, it was still an ordinary race. Because of the power of the clan leader, the human race led the human race to the peak race, and they were called the five peak races together with the monster, god, ghost, and dragon race.
The big man will never forget the stalwart body of the clan leader, but after the First World War, the clan leader fell and entrusted the human race to him before his death. The human race without the clan leader was squeezed out of the peak race group, and the territory was also large. Shrunk, but fortunately he was strong enough at the time and stabilized the major ethnic groups.
In the past few years, he has taken the courage, because there is only one strong man in the race, so he dare not take risks, and can only take control of the race.
In the endless years, he was full of guilt, and he failed the expectations of the clan owner, and instead of bringing the human race to prosperity, he began to go downhill.
Finally, after a terrifying battle, he defended the race and got a treasure. This treasure fits him perfectly. He realized that the treasure created a powerful secret method, faced the ancient and powerful race, and led the human race step by step. At the peak, all the ancient races surrendered.
The strongest man who defeated all the ancient races knelt and wept bitterly at this time. If the strong men of other races learn about it, he will definitely drop his jaw.
Although the great man has already surpassed the clan leader of the year in strength, he does not care at all. In his heart, the clan leader is like a father and a teacher, and is an elder he will respect all his life.
East Holy Mountain, on the top of the mountain.
"You people have a deep affection for you!"
"This kid, the pressure is too much, just let it go."
On the top of the mountain, two people sit opposite each other, one old and the other young.
"Stressed? You are blaming me!" Jian Wushuang gave a chuckle, picked up his teacup, and took a sip of tea.
The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "Master, how dare you to blame you! Without you, my human race would have been destroyed in Daan Mountain."
The old man recalled that year, Da'an Mountain, which had not yet been renamed East Holy Mountain.
The human race at that time was just the bottom race of the ten thousand races, barely able to survive, and any ancient giant beast could destroy them.
Jian Wushuang hurriedly waved his hand, "Stop, you are not my apprentice. I was puzzled at that time, your hair was all white back then, and you saw me as a young man and bowed your head. Your cheeks are really thick."
The old man listened to a hippie smile, "The master is so powerful, he must be an inexperienced person, and everything on the outside is imaginary. Maybe you are older than the dragon king of the dragon clan. It's not a disadvantage either."
"Haha, what you said is right, that old dragon king is indeed not as big as me." Jian Wushuang sipped his tea, his eyes were sad.
After drinking the tea, the old man resumed it quickly.
"Fu Zhu, I want to leave here."
Jian Wushuang's sudden sentence surprised the old man!
"Why, the master is ready to travel in the red dust again! It just so happens that I am also a little bored here, so I will go with the master."
Fu Zhu, who followed Jian Wushuang and hid on the top of this mountain, knew that he often went down the mountain to travel to the various clans, but it had not been many years since he returned from his last tour.
Jian Wushuang raised his head, a pair of pale golden eyes looked at Fu Zhu, and said with a smile: "Yes, go travel! But this time travel should be a long, long time. As for you, you can go down the mountain and return to the ethnic group, the kid's potential It has all been excited, and now Human Race has no rivals."
"Master!"
The old man wanted to go down the mountain a long time ago, especially when the Human Race was in distress, but Jian Wushuang didn't let him appear at that time. He had already fallen in the Human Race, and Jian Wushuang saved him.
Later, the human race stabilized, and he stayed on this mountain, following Jian Wushuang for millions of years.
Suddenly now that he can return to the race, his eyes are red with excitement.
"Don't get too excited, I will leave tonight, but there is a wedding drink to eat tonight."
Jian Wushuang took out a short piece of wood from his sleeve and played it in his hand.