Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1108: Pit

Blink, eight years have passed.

"Ha ha, it's done!"

In the cave, Jian Wushuang, who had been closed for eight years, finally opened his eyes. At the moment he opened his eyes, a golden thunder flashed in his eyes.

Three levels of Taiyin Shenlei.

The first level is the most common Black Thunder.

The second level is the Crimson Thunder.

At the third level, it's the Golden Thunder.

The golden thunder contains immense horror power. It is at least dozens of times stronger than the crimson red thunder of the second level.

"The Taiyin Shenlei, which was only the second level, had a small impact on my strength, but now the golden thunder of the third level, once it pours into my swordplay, is enough to make my swordplay and power soar. Even reached a whole new level! "

"Compared with those high heavenly respects, I have the advantage in terms of power, but when it comes to power and power, I have to be inferior, but now I have this golden Taiyin Shenlei, my sword power Can skyrocket, this mighty advantage can be made up. "

"I am definitely better than before."

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

Now he really wants to play against people to verify his strength. He wants to see how strong his current strength is?

Unfortunately, in this huge battlefield, it is almost impossible for him to meet the power of the Golden Kingdom.

He has only run into it for so many years.

"I can only wait for another opportunity in the future." Jian Wushuang suppressed his heart's intentions.

After the third level of Taiyin Shenlei's mystery was refined, Jian Wushuang did not continue to retreat, but continued to go out, and wandered freely in this battlefield.

The battlefield is boundless and vast, and at the same time there are many natural dangerous places in this battlefield.

These dangerous places are extremely dangerous. Even if they are the five lords of Qinghuo Palace, if they accidentally step in, they may fall. As for the ordinary Celestial Master, the chance of falling is even greater.

Five years after Jian Wushuang became the third mystery of Taiyin Shenlei, Jian Wushuang came to a place with extremely special terrain.

"Here is ..."

Jian Wu's eyes looked at the ground with a shock.

On the ground, as far as you can see, it is a dark, bottomless pit.

Notice, how amazing is Jian Wushuang's current strength and eyesight, plus he has been performing the occult technique and sees more, but still cannot see the bottom of the pothole, the pothole The depth is at least 100,000 feet.

In addition, the scope of this pothole is too large, too big!

Jian Wushuang's naked eyes are all in this pothole, which stretches for at least ten thousand miles.

"How was such a huge pothole formed? Is it also left behind by the battle of the strong?" Jian Wushuang said in shock.

"It's very possible." But the king of the swords in the body of Sword Warrior Zheng Zhengjian headed, "There are countless powerful men in the chaotic world of ancient times. They are as strong as the founders of the stars. The ancient **** Luo Zhen, the eight-star royal family, exists at the same level. Can easily destroy one elder world, and the huge pothole in front of it is likely to be blown out by a strong man. "

"One punch blown out?" Jian Wushuang twitched his throat and sucked the air from the bottom of his heart.

Just then ...

"Jiang Wushuang, look at that, look at the direction on your left." The king of kings said.

Jian Wushuang immediately looked towards his left, and his pupils shrank sharply the next moment.

He has performed the secret technique of nature. At this moment, his nature can clearly see that there is a golden light on his left side, less than 100,000 miles away from him, although this golden light is extremely weak, The ordinary Tianzun is afraid that it is difficult to see, but Jian Wushuang saw it.

Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang immediately rushed towards the golden light.

The distance of 100,000 miles straddled in an instant, and Jian Wushuang came to this golden light.

"This is ..." Seeing the original appearance of the golden light, Jian Wushuang's face was surprised.

"The power of ancient gods!"

Jian Wushuang stared at the four drops of golden water droplets floating in front of him.

And before leaving the Qinghuo Palace, the Emperor Tang gave him a drop, which is really the power of ancient gods.

"Four drops of ancient **** power?" Jian Wushuang was pleasantly surprised, and then directly put these four drops of ancient **** power into the ring.

"Jian Wushuang, is your luck good?" Wang Wang played with taste.

"Haha" sword Wushuang smiled heartily.

Luck is indeed good.

The power of the ancient **** is extremely versatile, especially for him.

At the point of fire exchange, there is a drop of the power of the ancient gods, but you need a full 5ooo fire to change more.

Jian Wushuang now gets four drops in one breath, which is equivalent to 2oooo fire point, which is not less than that giant axe that Yi Tianzun got before.

After the surprise, Jian Wushuang showed his doubts.

"How can there be four drops of ancient **** power floating above this pothole?"

Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked at the dark, bottomless pit below, but at this moment ...

Since the bottom of the pit, there was a sudden roar, and the world where Jian Wushuang found himself was suddenly shaking.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

"Jian Wushuang, I have a bad feeling, you better hurry up and leave here." The solemn voice of the King Wang sounded.

"I don't think it's right, either." Jian Wu's eyes narrowed, and he didn't dare to stay in the slightest, and rushed out towards the void in the distance.

But it didn't take long for his body to move, but the roar from the pothole was getting louder. The next moment ... Boom!

A creepy horror wind swept directly out of the pit.

Just like a volcano that suddenly exploded for millions of years, this strong wind was clearly brewing for a long time at the bottom of the pothole, and then burst suddenly.

Horror!

The terrifying wind!

Instantly blowing from the bottom of the pothole, the void above the pothole was shattered instantly like a piece of paper.

There is no room for resistance. The strong wind contains a huge tearing power, which easily smashed the world, wherever it passed, everything was smashed and smashed.

"Not good!" The sword did not change much in color.

"Escape, sword unparalleled, escape!" The King of Kings also roared.

Jian Wushuang ’s response has been very fast. When he noticed the roaring sound of the pothole, he immediately burst out the fastest degree, rushing towards the void at the edge of the pothole, but the strong wind The sweep is too fast.

He was able to escape to the edge of the pothole, and had not yet escaped the range of the pothole. The strong wind had swept through.