Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4609: Assembly (below)
The ancestor level, whether it is the divine universe or the imaginary universe, is at a pinnacle of existence.
That kind of state has already surpassed everyone's imagination.
All the details of the Divine Power Universe, but only between the imaginary **** and the hand, are enough to destroy.
If it is the previous sword Wushuang, I am afraid that I still feel helpless about this problem, but now he is no longer the original him.
One-strength town of the half-ancestral class devours two, and it can destroy a true shadow of the imaginary god. As long as it is not a large number of half-ancestors, and it is the home field of the divine universe, Jianwushuang confident can stabilize the high-end battlefield.
The only variables, False God and Devouring Organization, now have corresponding opponents.
Jian Wushuang looked back.
The old master in a black water robe, walking slowly with the childish, the special breath is like bringing the entire polar sea behind him, full of endless power.
This self-sacred starfish field signed a contract with Jian Wushuang, and the old man of unknown origin has already stood with Jian Wushuang.
Feeling that special and undeniable energy fluctuation, Juxtreme Supreme and others have been cautious even though they have not shown hostility.
The Blood Wave Supreme, who is still meditating, opened his eyes at the same time.
The horror divine power belonging to the half-ancestor level rose up into the sky, and the next figure was in front of Jian Wushuang, looking at Lao Zun very cautiously.
"Blood Supreme, is his own." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, then he will briefly talk about how he met Lao Zun.
However, Jian Wushuang passed Lao Zun's easy killing and killing one thing. After all, in this situation, it would disturb the minds of the disciples.
Listening to Wu Jianwushuang, the axe supremely nodded, "Since this is said, he is not a virtual universe, it is a person who belongs to my divine universe."
Lao Zun didn't speak, and stood naturally with Jianwu behind Jian Wushuang.
"This one is again?" Juxue Supreme looked at the childish doubts.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were gloomy, "It is the boy under Feng Tian's ancestor, named young child."
The atmosphere was immediately dignified, and for a time everyone was deeply disgusted by all the evil deeds of the virtual universe.
"The Master of Wushuang Palace, all the disciples of the Palace of Life, listen to the dispatch, and die!" Blood Wave Supreme arched one knee.
Several tens of thousands of voices resounded at the same time, trembling in the sky.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and looked firmly into the distance, "Okay, get together, go back to where we belong!"
Draw up a plan, and the disciples of Life Shrine in the Land of Sorrows will board the spaceship and prepare to leave.
Standing on the head of the first cosmic boat, Jian Wushuang looked at the burial ground of the still **** Weihuang Huang, his eyes showed gratitude, and then bowed deeply.
The familiar scene gradually went away. The ten thousand square small dojo, lifted by the surging power of the unlord, remained as it was, as if they had just left for a while and would soon return to their respective dojos. .
Every disciple of Life Shrine knows that most of them will fall on that side of the battlefield.
But they still look back, just like doing a trivial little thing.
This is their responsibility and their mission.
Leaving out of the sad land, Jian Wushuang looked at the emperor's ruins. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up.
The divine universe that has been destroyed cannot be delayed every moment.
The False God still hasn’t returned, and Jian Wushuang decided to completely kill the living power of the False Universe during this time.
In three months, three spaceships began to approach the extraterritorial battlefield from the extreme edge of the divine power universe.
As we get closer and closer to the extraterrestrial battlefield, some fragments of magic weapons that break in the void, and the remains of Supreme Divine Realm begin to appear.
Innumerable **** blood converges into a river, floating in the void, they will continue to flow like this for tens of thousands of chaotic eras until they slowly become nourishment and are absorbed by the universe.
On the battlefield outside the territory, there is no longer a fight against the broken starry sky, only the wreckage of the Supreme floats miserably in the void.
Jian Wushuang didn't feel the violent power surge until he came to the base camp where the Eternal God was originally based.
From a distance, it's just the venerable virgins who are patrolling on the periphery, no less than fifteen, even if they have occupied the rest of the venerable bastions in the base camp.
Jan Wushuang signaled the anger in his heart, Jian Wushuang signaled that the spaceship was docked far away, carrying the Venerable Master and the Blood Pond, and quietly touched the base camp.
Lao Zun never refutes or denies the Jianwushuang Chamber of Commerce, as if what he was going to do, Lao Zun would do exactly the same.
Even if it is Jian Wushuang, the lowest state among the three, he has the strength comparable to the half-ancestor level. Faced with such a group of venerable lords who are only three marks, it is as simple as wanting to kill.
But if you want to proceed quietly, it will be a little difficult. When Jian Wushuang prepares to release the four seasons control field of Tai Luo Jian Dian, the familiar desolate breath escapes from Lao Zun.
The dark crystal awn emerged from the void, covering the periphery of the base camp instantly like frost. A group of fourteen patrols seemed to have fallen into the quagmire and stopped silently.
The breath is frozen, and the surroundings are as if they can't hear the wind.
Jian Wushuang saw him. After greeting, when he rushed past, his palm waved, the vast divine power was like thunder punishment, and directly crushed the fourteen virtual virgins into powder.
Even the Blood Wave Supreme who has been promoted to the half-ancestor level, after seeing Jian Wushuang's understated palm, killing more than ten virtual ancestors, he could not help but take a breath of air, and his heart was hot.
Just a year, Jian Wushuang can directly suppress so many vains, what if it is a million years later? Will he become the next Eternal God and lead the divine universe out of trouble?
Million years is just a closed time for them, but there are endless possibilities.
If Blood Sovereign knew that Jian Wushuang almost killed the half-ancestral strongman with his own strength, I am afraid that his jaw will be dislocated.
After erasing the patrol, three figures entered the base camp quietly.
In the splendid and magnificent giant hall, at this moment, the plan is intertwined, and nearly one hundred Daoqiang's extinct figures gather here.
A giant man sitting at the top, with six marks flashing on his shoulders, embraces two servant servants of the divine power universe shivering, and laughs loudly.
And in this hall full of vain lords, sitting at a table under the head of the giant, awe-inspiring.
The handsome and elegant middle-aged man, wearing a Confucian shirt and two long horns between his black hair, illustrates his identity as a dragon.
The divine power that has become natural has been surging around him, but at this moment, he and the venerable man of the temple are talking about the wine.
If you see this scene, Jian Wushuang will surely find out that this handsome and elegant middle-aged man of the dragon clan is the third generation blood of the dragon clan, and the brother of the long dragon clan Long Ye, into the invincible supreme dragon cypress!