Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4526: A false **** is coming, a world of contention!
In the lord's dormitory.
The two swords that are exactly the same and have the same flavor stand on each other and look very weird.
"Here you are, taking care of the Refining Sect for me."
Jian Wushuang stood up, looked at the corpse of Tai Luo, and said lightly.
"Okay, even if the deity is gone, I will definitely look forward to refining the deities here."
The sword Wushuang transformed by the corpse of Tai Luo God, smiled back.
"Hmm."
Jian Wushuang nodded, and strode away from the palace.
That night, Jian Wushuang went to the place where the elder Banshan was, and let the elder Banshan take care of Lian Shenzong one or two.
When Elder Banshan heard Jian Wushuang's return to the Divine Universe, he froze for a moment, and those dull eyes flashed a dim look.
If you are helpless, whoever wants to leave and leave.
"Jian Wushuang, you go, this place will take care of the refining Shenzong."
After taking a deep breath, Elder Banshan suppressed the throbbing in his heart and Shen Sheng said.
"It will be more troublesome Elder Banshan."
Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Elder Banshan and nodded.
After speaking, Jian Wushuang walked out of the palace where Elder Banshan was.
When stepping at the door, Jian Wusuo paused for a moment, without turning back, and said softly, "Be patient one or two, until the end of the Holocaust, I will wait for the true return to the universe."
"OK."
A smile appeared on Elder Banshan's face.
After Jian Wushuang left, Elder Ban Shan raised his head and looked through the ceiling to Wudi Void.
"Old man ... I look forward to that day."
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Refining the gate of Shenzong Mountain.
They are still the two disciples of Refining God Sect, responsible for guarding the mountain gate.
"Well, it's so boring. It will be another 100 years until the next rotation."
The apprentice on the left complained a little.
"Hahaha, if you have any complaints, please tell the suzerain."
The disciple on the right answered with a smile.
The two were gagging, but they didn't feel so boring.
Wow ~!
At this moment, the two suddenly felt dark, as if a shadow, passing by.
Slightly strong wind, blowing their clothing corner.
"Hmm? What happened just now?"
The disciple on the left rubbed his eyes. He looked around with some confusion, but saw nothing.
"It is estimated that the wind is blowing."
The disciple on the right answered with a shrug.
Then the two of them left everything behind, and then continued to start gagging.
At the same time, in the Star Field outside the Refining God Sect.
I striked a wide black robe, wearing a hood, blocking most of my face, only showing the figure of my chin, looking back at Lian Shenzong, and striding away.
I saw that his initial speed was not fast, but step by step, and in the end, he had already torn through the vast sky like a thunderbolt, and burst into the void forbidden.
......
At the same time.
In the forbidden void, outside the eighty-seventh crack.
In a rainforest, a solemn and solemn ceremony is being held.
I saw countless white bones stacked together, like Jingguan, forming a high base. Each bone was carved with a mysterious pattern, exuding a monstrous evil spirit.
On the high platform, a white-haired burly old man with a bare upper body, holding three pillars of long incense in his hand, was constantly inserted in the gap between the white bone and the white bone.
Under this high platform, more than a dozen men and women wearing black robes with solemn faces stood respectfully.
If the strong man in the virtual universe sees these black robes at this time, he will be shocked and horrified!
Because these dozens of Heipao people have all set foot on the peak of the Void Universe, overlooking all beings, and have an arbitrary existence!
Each of them has a glorious past. Each of them once passed through an era, but in the end they all disappeared silently into the long river of time.
I didn't expect them to be together at this moment.
A bunch of invisible air-machines emanated from them, and all of them rushed towards the high platform.
On the high platform, the white-haired burly old man, after filling the black long incense in his hand, put on a bronze mask on his face, holding a black wooden staff in his hand, and started to hum Yeah beating.
嘭 嘭 嘭.
The sky seemed to be being towed and started spinning quickly.
Smoke from the scent of Changxiang is rushing straight into the sky.
"My great god, I'm your son Tuh ..."
"Did you feel our calling?"
"Wake up, your people, need your protection ..."
The white-haired burly old man looked at the sky and thought. At the beginning, the voice was still weak, but it was higher and higher, until the end, his voice burst like a thunder!
"Wake up !!!"
Boom--! !! !!
In the sky, there is a loud explosion!
At this moment, the sky is cracking!
A terrifying and terrifying atmosphere, rolling along with black smoke, spreading out from the cracked sky, just like magic!
This breath of horror is far from comparable to the invincible Supreme, it is enough to make the ancients tremble, kneeling in heaven and earth, and the heavenly man will bow his head!
"Master Xuan Shen!"
Instantly, the white-haired and burly old man burst into ecstasy and excitement, kneeling suddenly.
Below the high platform, the more than ten peak-strong men who had once asserted themselves had the same joy on their faces, kneeling towards the sky.
"Master Xuan Shen !!!"
The magical mist of the sky is flying, and on the torn sky, there is an ancient and deep voice.
"Wake me up and be the enemy of the world!"
"God of God, wait for me!"
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At the same time.
The entrance to another location in the void.
A black robe figure is moving fast.
Suddenly.
"What's happening?!"
Jian Wushuang's footsteps stopped fiercely. An immense ancient and terrifying breath came from the other side of Skyrim, which actually made him almost kneel!
This breath just made him feel a point, and Han Mao stood upright, and a big terror between life and death rushed in his heart!
"That location is the eighty-seven crack, what happened there?"
Jian Wushuang's face was startled, and he lifted his eyes to look at the eighty-seven crack.
Only, the other side is covered by a towering black magic mist. Rao is the sword's magical power in his eyes, which cannot be seen.
"It is necessary to hurry up, I am afraid that this world war, the chaos of the chaos, will come faster than I expected!"
Jian Wushuang gnawed his teeth, which was already extremely fast, and once again skyrocketed, and the whole person flashed into the void for a moment like the passing stream of light.
Twenty-three cracks, the ram supreme who had been rumored with him, is already waiting there.
Seeing the sword Wushuang flying, the ram supreme face was ugly, and he stepped forward and said, "Sword Wushuang, did you just feel that horrible breath?"
Jian Wushuang also nodded solemnly, and said, "Let's go back to the Divine Universe first, and report these things to the **** of the universe."