Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4585: God is dead, the demon is gone

In the secluded path of sadness.

Dozens of spaceships are marching quietly forward.

In the absolute darkness, even the roar of the engine was swallowed.

"Return to the Palace Master, other disciples have not found any abnormalities."

Blood Sovereign slightly arched his hand back.

Jian Wushuang nodded and was about to pay more attention to Blood Wave Supreme.

Ah! ! !

A terrifying scream, the space fleet suddenly blew behind!

In this dark and dead passage, this scream seemed abruptly extreme.

Jian Wushuang's face instantly changed, his figure flashed, and he flew directly towards the spaceship behind him.

Xuebo Zhizun and others glanced at each other, their faces were so ugly that they were so extreme that they quickly followed quickly.

A moment later, in the cabin of the ninth spacecraft, Jian Wushuang saw the screaming female disciple.

I saw the female disciple trembling, her shoulders trembling, her face pale, she stretched her fingers to the glass window on the space capsule, and said in horror:

"Palace, palace lord, someone outside!"

"Someone?"

Jian Wushuang stared, but it was dark outside the glass.

This made Jian Wushuang's face gloomy.

"You talk about the situation just now."

Jian Wu said with no expression on both sides.

"Okay."

This female disciple, with a flash of memories flashing on her face, began to narrate.

It's very simple.

Just a short time ago, this female disciple, who was originally called Su Yang, was kneeling in the cabin.

During her spiritual practice, she encountered a bottleneck, so she remembered to ask the disciples who were higher than her to ask questions and give directions.

Subconsciously, she glanced at the glass window next to it.

The result is such a look, she instantly saw a scene that will make her life unforgettable!

I saw it on the glass window, a face with an iron-blue face, and it was stuck on the window, and the eyes like rotten grapes hung outside, staring straight at her!

Because the face is too close, the entire facial features become distorted!

It was the face that suddenly appeared that scared her to fall directly on the ground and screamed.

After the female disciple finished speaking, her face was still a look of surprise.

"I got it."

Jian Wushuang's face is not pretty.

Ghosts?

They are not ordinary mortals, they are the Supreme Divine Realm standing on top of this universe!

Demons and monsters, placed in their eyes, are simply ants among ants.

"Wushuang Palace Master, come here, I have something to tell you."

At this moment, Lan Lan, who had been silent, said suddenly.

"Huh?"

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and followed Lan Lan out of the cabin in one step.

The two walked up to the deck, and the sword stood without a pair of hands. They said, "Miss Lan Lan, please tell me anything."

Lan Lan nodded and did not continue to speak, but looked away, seemingly remembering something. After a while, only then his expression gradually became solemn and said: "Sword Wushuang, you know that our universe has not been opened up before birth. , What does it look like?"

Jian Wushuang was surprised for a moment. He didn't really understand what happened before the universe opened up.

"But the details are heard."

Jian Wushuang reached out and made a please gesture.

"My master once guessed that our universe is just a reincarnation."

"Reincarnation?"

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

"Not bad."

Lan Lan took a deep breath and said, "It is reincarnation. According to my master's conjecture, before the birth of our cosmic civilization, there may have been other civilizations in this universe.

It’s just this civilization, and for some reason, it will be destroyed afterwards, and the universe will return to chaos.

After a long time again, the universe restarts, gestating new life and giving birth to a new civilization.

That is our current civilization. "

Jian Wushuang frowned, and everything Lan Lan said was not impossible.

He believes that Eternal God’s guess is not groundless.

"My master once came to explore these two forbidden areas, but unfortunately my master did not talk about this experience, only occasionally, I mentioned it inadvertently."

"According to my master, the emperor's forbidden land seems to be buried with a very powerful body that he can't even see through. The age of this body is even older than our universe."

"And this sad place, according to the occasional mention of the master, seems to be the last place where the last cosmic era fell."

"Sword Wushuang, if you say this sad place, as my master said, this is the place where the last cosmic era fell, then there must be many people from the last cosmic era, they are buried together Here"

Lan Lan's words are not finished yet.

Suddenly, a strange song rang out in this quiet passage.

"God dies and destroys everything to dust and nothingness"

"Fu Sitian, weeping alone"

This song sounds as if there are countless gods and demons crying, suddenly and far away, vaguely, with a little lingering.

In an instant, Jian Wushuang looked up sharply.

However, I haven't waited for Jian Wushuang to run his divine power, to see what happened. Suddenly sorrow came from his heart, and a mournful meaning surged in his heart.

It is a kind of tragic sadness in the world, a desperate despair all over the world, a kind of lonely, solitary sadness.

Obviously just singing, but under this mourning, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but feel a sour nose.

Slap.

It was the sound of water droplets falling on the deck.

Jian Wushuang looked sideways and saw Lan Lan staring blankly at the starry sky.

"Lan Lan girl?"

Jian Wushuang forcibly suppressed the sorrow in his heart to destroy him, and tried to summon Lan Lan.

However, Lan Lan seemed to be dull, not even aware of it.

Secluded, Jian Wushuang felt a wet face on his face, and he reached out a hand, only to find that his face was also covered with tears.

He could feel that this mournful meaning turned into a pair of big hands, grabbing him by the neck, and dragging him into a land of nowhere.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Jian Wushuang bit his tongue tightly, and in a short time, the slight pain from the tip of his tongue made him a little sober.

Keeping with this discomfort, Jian Wushuang stepped into the cabin in one step.

I saw the blood wave supreme, giant axe supreme, nine robbery king and other people in the cabin, or ordinary disciples, including Leng Rushuang, all looked like a devil, standing blankly. In the cabin.

"Damn it!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his fists, and then, he couldn’t resist that sorrow anymore. His eyes were black, as if he had fallen into the boundless abyss.

In the long and secluded path of mourning and grief, there was again a dead silence, except for the song that cried like a **** and demon, and seemed to be chuckling, suddenly ringing back and forth, strange and dark.

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