Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4587: Bou Yun Yun Guai

If it weren’t for the broken dojo being constructed slowly, I am afraid that Jian Wushuang would really treat everything that happened as a dream.

After shouting several times in a row, Jian Wushuang returned to his spirits, and was lost.

This old man who is also a teacher and a friend, after a period of time together, is deeply imprinted in the heart of Jian Wushuang.

Everything Shi Shi did was almost equivalent to saving the last fire of the entire divine universe.

Jian Wushuang bowed deeply in the direction of Shi disappearing.

It proves that his own kendo, Jian Wushuang only feels that the sense of powerlessness facing the future is rapidly weakening, and his future belongs to him, which is quickly opening!

And when Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked at his realm, he could not help but exclaim.

It turns out that, unconsciously, the shackles belonging to the medium supreme have disappeared, just like the natural flow, directly promoted to the top of the supreme supreme!

The shackles that even required thousands of years to break through were unexpectedly broken.

Ning shook hands and felt the resurging strength of strength. Jian Wushuang swept away his previous fatigue and quickly sat down to stabilize the state.

Break through the complete state directly, which was unprecedented before, and he had to deal with it carefully.

After the highest supreme peak, it is the top supreme!

When Wuhua meditates, the infinite divine power is like a gush of water approaching the plankton around him.

Such a blessing-like cultivation environment is tailor-made for Jian Wushuang. While easily stabilizing the realm, it can also distract you from consolidating the kendo you just realized.

Since childhood, Jian Wushuang, who is extremely sensitive to sword intention, has already known how terrifying his first style of kendo is.

The first type of power is the last type of Tarot that you have used in the Tarot Sword.

The two are comparable, even more than the Tai Luo Jian Dian. Jian Wushuang has been afraid to imagine the upper limit of his own swordsmanship.

"This is my own swordsmanship, naturally it should be called Wushuang, but how should the sword meaning be named?" Jian Wushuang thought about it, and there was an answer in a moment.

"It's called Xinghehuhaijianyi," Jian Wushuang's eyes were scorching, and he set the name of this supreme sword code that will shock the world in the future.

After re-evolving Kendo several times, Jian Wushuang fell into a deep sleep with satisfaction.

Higher Supreme is not his goal. Even if he didn’t enter this sad place at the beginning, the minimum requirement for himself is the top Supreme!

In fact, what he said to Bloodwave Supreme is actually about listening to him.

Originally, the top supreme was the goal he sought, and now he put this goal in the realm that was almost unbelievable.

Only if you try your best to make a breakthrough, can you win!

Everything that the imaginary universe is doing today will surely be returned thousands of times!

Broken Dao as the vast divine power circulates around the body of the sword that has fallen into sleep, from time to time, a little rune is hidden under his clothing.

In this sad land shrouded in endless divine power, a humble but tenacious atmosphere continues to thrive.

Every disciple of Life Shrine has fallen asleep for a long time, but it can be seen from the frowning of frowns that none of them relax!

The humiliation of a dog like a bereavement makes everyone try their best to break through.

Sometimes there are sighs coming and going from time to time on a spaceship.

He Ling, who was short in stature, sat on the railing and looked at the vast sorrowful land. His eyes were fascinated, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

......

The starry sky in the far north of the universe.

The starry sky that has not seen humanity for hundreds of millions of years is now filled with nearly one hundred Supreme Divine Powers.

In front of these extinct supremacy, the nine-headed snake gods opened their vertical pupils together, staring at the ruins wrapped in chaos and might.

"This is the forbidden place where the ants in the divine universe flee?" The grotesque voice echoed from the mouth of the snake god.

The Eighth Emperor Xunzun, the Sect Master of Refining God, nodded and looked ugly, "They were only allowed to escape under the care of the day."

"Since their ants can enter, why can't you go in?" The snake **** looked at the Eight Wastes, and said indignantly, "Are you really unable to enter, or do you let them pass through the enemy?"

Bahuang Xuzun's face was even more ugly when he was released, and Xu Li directly released, "What the **** do you mean?"

The snake **** was furious, and the more terrifying virtual power was directly crushed, as if the realm of the abyss of the sky was almost running away.

When the Eight Desolate Emperor Zun is about to explode a virtual explosion, a figure with a thick black smoke emerges, and he directly presses the magical powers of the two snake gods and the Eight Supple Emperor Zun.

"It's you again, bite one!" The zombie was furious and his nine heads screamed in unison, "Do you really want to fight against this seat?!"

The black smoke dissipated, and looked at the snake **** with a cold smile, "Stupid! You are not worthy to let me go against you. Now the two universes are at war, and you secretly slash this universe **** clan. The universe is up to you!"

"You?!" The zombie was dumb, and he was put on a high hat out of thin air, which made him speechless. After a cold hum, he simply stopped talking.

‘One day, this seat will blow your head to scum! ’The zombie secretly resented himself.

Ya Yi no longer speaks much, and his eyes change from the sad land to the ruins of the emperor on the other side.

"I want to kill all the possibilities or impossibilities in the bud, all of them will die in my hands!" Biting one's eyes was cold, then biting two, biting three and so on appeared to him in turn Behind.

"If you want a great fortune, follow me and go to the site of Emperor Zu!" After Yi Yi said this sentence, he first ran to the site of Emperor Zu with the bitter tissue.

Bahuang Xuzun's face was still ugly. He didn't look at the snake god, and he followed him with a group of Xuzun from his school.

The remaining avatars are tempted to move, but they fear the zombie and dare not leave.

Finally, a two-spotted virtual statue dared to step forward, and without being advised, was directly shattered into blood by the snake god.

“Sooner or later, I’m going to slaughter your Sect of God up and down!” The snake **** said fiercely, and then ordered the remaining Xu Zun to go straight to the site of the emperor’s ancestor.

The holocaust battle between the two sides of the universe, even if both the Eternal God and the Void God disappeared, there was no sign of stopping at all, and the backlog of ancient grievances, like finally having a catharsis, was out of control.

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Five thousand years passed by.

There is no change in the Land of Sorrow, the infinite divine power is still vast, and even the derived masterless divine power is more abundant.

Under the outermost divine power of this sad land, there are three thousand figures standing still like sculptures.

The face of each of them is the same as that of five thousand years ago, and even because of the advanced state of the world, they have to become much younger.

The lives of these disciples are completely closed, and even only ten years before exhaling a breath of gas, and then cycling back and forth, undergoing a complete transformation.

Lying on the railing seemed to have fallen into a sleepy thin figure, and suddenly jumped up.

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