Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4497: Far enemies face to face

Time is in a hurry, and it is another month.

Along the way, Jian Wushuang Yandan and others saw a lot of disciples from all directions.

The popularity of Yuxuanang is so high that they are averagely above six stars, and even the strong ones have reached the mark.

But the highest, that is, a mark, because the cultivation is higher, the greater the face of the prohibition and rejection of the land of God.

Many of them have recognized Yan Dan, either friendly or friendly, or cold-hearted, and they can see that Refining Shenzong is quite famous in the virtual universe.

A moment later, a huge star field appeared in front of everyone.

The land of God is here!

I saw that around this star field, countless battleships or flying magics swept across the void, and Tianjiao disciples from the top sectarian forces were waiting for each other, waiting for the weakest ban in this land of gods.

"Is this the land of God?"

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and looked up.

This land of gods is said to be a star field, but it is not appropriate because it is composed of a matrix of forbidden arrays.

A total of ninety-nine bans!

Every prohibition is like a halo of discs, blocking everything. A total of ninety-nine prohibitions are superimposed and integrated together, forming a horrific formation of the gods and gods!

In the ninety-nine bans, Xianhui pervaded, and under a slight twist, it directly obliterated the void, forming a ten-foot wide void belt to isolate all vitality!

These ninety-nine bans blocked all the way in, and also cut off the way out!

According to Elder Moose, the power of these ninety-nine bans, even if it is a six-marked vanity, has to be peeled if it is not dead, and it can only be withdrawn halfway. As long as you step in, you will instantly disappear and disappear.

It's horrible.

Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and felt the ninety-nine forbidden breath, but felt extremely familiar.

This is ... the smell of divine power.

In addition, he also felt a special breath of life with him at the origin of the ninety-nine bans!

This made him resolute, and arranged the ninety-nine forbidden people that made the entire virtual universe helpless. If he didn't guess wrong, it must be that there was no audio, and tens of thousands of Chaos eras had disappeared. Lord of the long life Jingu Palace!

For a moment, Jian Wushuang's heart was filled with emotion.

He began to look forward to the fact that the Lord of the Palace of Life Palace had not fallen yet, and the two could meet in this land of gods.

Time passes slowly.

No one moved. Instead, they waited for the ninety-ninth ban to be the weakest, and then quickly entered.

Gradually, there are constantly Tianjiao disciples from the top Zongmen, and they walk into this land of gods.

......

Booming ~~!

A huge ship with a white-bone flag badger and a spur-like spur, a huge ship like a whale, broke from the distance, and was overwhelming by stars.

On this huge boat, there were wild laughs.

"Little bunnies, we have red whale help!"

"The Red Whale Acts, Everyone Gets Off!"

"Quack quack, this land of gods, we have red whale to take over!"

I saw countless robbers staring at the arrogant disciples of Tianjiao in this boat, laughing loudly.

On the deck of this boat, the ice-cold pupil of the silver-haired ice-cold was standing with supreme hands, with a proud look on his face.

Behind him, the former head of the Red Whale Gang, Ming Luo, had a slight bend in his knees, bowed his hands, and wherever there was the half-point thief that ran across the universe, he was respectful like an old servant.

Everyone looked at the red whale gang that came out of nowhere, their pupils shrank and their faces slightly changed.

"The stars of the Red Whale have been stolen!"

"Why are there these rotten fish?"

"Damn! What are these groups of cuckoo sticks doing to seal the land of God? And, who is that standing on the deck? Why are the great heads of the Red Whale Gang standing behind, as if to worship the master?

Many of the disciples in the Holy Land whispered.

The Red Whale helps these star thieves. They are too infamous in the imaginary universe. They are not strong in terms of individual strength, but they work in groups and make use of means. Holding the head of the ox is extremely difficult.

Even if some trace-level vain falls in their hands, if you are not good, you have to hate it on the spot.

They never thought why the Red Whale appeared here.

Moreover, it seems that the Red Whale has changed hands.

The silver-haired young pupil standing on the deck is as impassable as a mountain.

It is estimated that it will only be stronger than Luo Ming, the original Red Whale!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help looking at each other, their hearts sank.

If this group of red whale gangs waits until they enter the land of the gods, they are robbed at the exit and take advantage of the fire, then it is over.

The Bone Bird is on the platform.

Jian Wushuang also looked up and looked at the gang of red whale gang members.

The man standing on the deck, why can't he see?

Is this silver-haired young Bingtong, not Bingyu Supreme or who?

Bingyu Supreme, also noticed Jian Wushuang standing on the spine of the giant bone bird.

The enmity between the two has spread from the Divine Universe to the Void Universe, and has already reached the point of immortality.

At this moment, the enemies are in front of each other, their eyes converge in the air, and a fierce invisible spark is instantly generated!

The corner of Bingyu Supreme's mouth gradually evoked a sneer, his lips lightly opened, he silently opened his mouth toward the sword, and spit out eight words.

The sword has no two sides and no expression. These eight words are recognized by him.

Seal the land of God and fight it!

Jian Wushuang could not help but flash a cold slap in his eyes.

At first, he entered the virtual universe. He also wanted to temporarily put aside his old hatred between him and Bingyu Supreme. After all, the divine power universe had enemies ahead. After all, life and death were just a matter of thought. .

However, this Bingyu Supreme has entered this virtual universe, so he selected Yin Yin as the initiation disciple of the Refining God Sect, and can't wait to put him to death!

It's intolerable, he has no swords, but he has never been a soft egg of our lady!

"Either, in this land of God, settle new hatreds with old hatreds!"

Jian Wushuang murmured to himself, a flash of icy murderous flashed in his eyes!

Red whales help the boat.

"Master Bingao, the kid who refined Shenzong is Wushuang. Is this a holiday with the adult? Do you need to shoot now and kill him?"

The red whale gang leader Luo Ming who stood behind Bingyu Supreme like an old servant noticed the collision between Bingyu Supreme and Jian Wushuang's eyes.

"You just want to kill him?"

Bingao Supreme looked down at Luo Ming and shook his head disdainfully.

Immediately, bitter resentment erupted in his eyes.

"This person must be killed by me. I want to peel him and cramp and feel the worst torture in this world!"

Luo Ming with her head down heard the words, and her heart trembled.

What great hatred is between the two?

"Let ’s go and enter the land of the gods first. This battle with this person is inevitable today. Let ’s do it in the land of the gods."

After a moment, Bingyu Supreme took a deep breath, his expression gradually returned to calmness, and said lightly.