Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4296: Cut the Dragon (2)
(The second is here!)
"Jiang Wushuang, die, die, die !!!" Prisoner gave a grin, his eyes sparked with sparks of excitement, the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, exposing two rows of senhan teeth, and he banged sharply at Jian Wushuang. under!
Boom!
At this moment, the prison dragon seemed to turn into a dark dragon, exuding endless dragon power.
A stinky wind came out from the prisoner's mouth. The sword flickered in Jian Wu's eyes, and he hacked out several ‘open sky’ swordsman to split the giant mouth pressed down by the prisoner dragon!
Prison Dragon roared painfully, his white pupil twisted, and then laughed loudly:
"Jiang Wushuang, is this your strength after the breakthrough? I don't think so." He stretched out his palm from a distance, bending his five fingers slightly, as if holding Wushuang in his palm.
"Absolute gravity!"
With this voice falling, it seems like this world is falling into the hands of the prisoner dragon, turning it into an exclusive control of the kingdom.
Boom!
The prisoner's five fingers slowly clenched, and at once, countless mountains and lakes were moved and squeezed towards the sword unparalleled.
The sword is unparalleled, and his pupils can't help but shrink slightly. Ten thousand years ago, he died on the technique of prisoner dragon.
This time, this technique reappears, compared with the last time to kill the sword unparalleled, that squeezing gravity is much stronger!
As if the whole world is directed at Jian Wushuang, the force of the violent world, I want to squeeze Jian Wushuang into a meat sauce.
"Is it similar to the heavenly art of thinking about the kingdom of God?" Jian Wushuang's thoughts flashed wildly, he could feel that all the surrounding void had been transformed into the realm of the prisoner dragon!
Under this squeezing gravity, he feels that both legs are poured like molten iron, becoming extremely heavy, and even moving one step seems extremely difficult.
"Hahaha, sword unparalleled, this is the realm of the realm that was realized in this Supreme Divine Realm, and feel it!" The prisoner dragon laughed wildly, his eyes sparkled with excitement.
Oh!
Just then, a few light beams, coming from a distance.
Yan Guang falls, transforming into a figure of overlord, Jiuxing Shengzi and other figures.
The leader of Shaking Mountain is also mixed in.
"Not good, the situation of Jian Wushuang is not good. I will help him quickly!" When the overlord's face changed, he would help Jian Wushuang even if he wanted to.
"It is rumored that this prisoner dragon was the Supreme Divine Realm. Due to the failure to compete for the crown prince of the Dragon tribe, he was deprived of the Supreme Divine Realm, fell into the ultimate dominating realm, and was expelled from the Dragon Tribe. A former supreme, after all, is still worse. "
Jiu Xing Sheng Zi and Mo Luo Arama look at each other, their faces are also dignified.
Just when the three of them planned to make a joint shot and blocked Sword Dragon Warrior one or two.
The leader of Shaking Mountain is looking at Jian Wushuang, and she said in a deep voice: "Master Overlord, Lord Son, and Master of the Clan, please believe in Jian Wushuang. This is his own battle. I think he should not want others. Get involved. "
"But" Overlord frowned, and wanted to say more.
I saw the leader of Shake Mountain with a smile and said, "Master Overlord, believe in sword unparalleled, I know him, he is a man who can create miracles."
The tyrant heard a moment's notice, and was ready to step out, and slowly closed it back.
"Shake the mountain, you're right."
"This is his battle."
Facing Wanjun's gravity, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and had to say that Prison Dragon was the most powerful among the ultimate masters he had ever seen, even the King of Nine Calamities, when he was the ultimate master The sense of oppression brought to him is not comparable to the current prison dragon.
Of course, this is also the reason why King Jiucai never really hit him.
If Jian Wushuang has not yet broken through the ultimate dominating realm, maybe it has really fallen today, but the current sword Wushuang is invincible in the ultimate dominating realm!
"God is now."
Jian Wushuang spit out three words.
In a flash, Jian Wushuang's deities began to skyrocket!
A multitude of immortals surround him, countless nebulae rising from the soles of his feet, and a force from the deepest part of his soul explodes!
One mile, two miles, three miles.
50,000 miles, 60,000 miles, 70,000 miles
In a blink of an eye, Jian Wushuang turned into a chaotic giant standing 70,000 miles tall, with a sky above his head, and a foot on the ground, looking at the sun like a projectile and the galaxy like a bathtub!
It seems that as soon as he raises his hand, he can break the universe and step on his feet to teach Shenzhou Shen!
However, this is not the end.
His **** body is still skyrocketing! !! !!
80,000 miles, 90,000 miles
It wasn't until the sword's deity's body skyrocketed to ninety-eight thousand miles that it slowly stopped growing.
The sword is unparalleled at this moment, and the cheek is covered by the endless fairy-hui nebula, which is unrealistic, like a demon in chaos, and like the ancient king of immortals. Set off a space storm.
Under the sword's body of ninety-eight thousand miles, the heavy pressure is almost insignificant, like a thin rope, trying to tie the mammoth giant elephant, without any influence.
The next moment, Jian Wushuang said calmly: "Yong Ye."
Wow!
Wu Wei's Excalibur disappears instantly and disappears, turning into countless thick black mists, rushing towards the prison dragon.
Time and space seem to stagnate here.
"What is this?"
The prisoner whispered lowly. He wasn't surprised at the ninety-eight thousand mile deities of Jian Wushuang. As one of the strongest races in the universe, the dragon's former successor candidate has always heard a lot, and naturally Knowing special creatures can open the body.
It's just the tide and black mist that keeps coming to him, which makes him a little confused.
This tiny mist of fog is clearly visible but untouchable, but no matter how he blasts out the magical power, he wants to defeat the constant flowing of black mist, but the magical power that can destroy the sky and the earth is straight. Pass through these dark mists.
The next moment.
The black mist rushed straight towards him, constantly interweaving together, forming a dark ball, wrapping him in it.
The world in front of him has changed dramatically in the blink of an eye.
Jian Wushuang disappeared, the eighteenth city disappeared, and what he could sense and see with his eyes turned into the deepest eternal darkness.
A deprived force slowly crawled towards him, as if in the dark, with a pair of hands, began to deprive him of everything that belonged to him.
His cultivation is, his strength, his longevity, and even the blood of his dragon!
Under this deprived power, his breath gradually began to languish.
At this moment, even the outside world can feel that the breath of life belonging to the prison dragon is gradually weakening.
"Is prisoner dragon finally dead?"
It's when everyone smiles on their faces and congratulates them.
Jian Wushuang, who stands above nine days and is shrouded by countless fairy-hui nebulae, makes people's faces invisible but expressionless.
He can feel that a horror that is enough to make the world tremble, tremble in nine days and ten, and the surrender of all the nations, is gradually rising in the kingdom of eternal night.
That's the dragon's purest breath.
A dragon is really waking up!
ps: Two more arrived today!