Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4635: ???The real war? (Part 2)

Although the burned sperm blood was traced back by Lao Zun by special means, the sequelae left behind are a manifestation of unremitting.

With the disorder of the meridian, Jian Wushuang can only grind his teeth bit by bit.

Perhaps after seeing his pain, Feng Qi pressed his palm directly to his back, slowly conveying the vast and pure Phoenix Breath.

Jian Wushuang trembles slightly, and then stiffens, "Thank you."

"I really have no sincerity, do you know how many times the old lady has saved you, and dare to treat your life-saving benefactor like this." Feng Qi complained.

"I really can't understand you guys, I even got off my clothes when I was excited."

"..."

Leaving from Luodu Xingyu, Jian Wushuang carrying the last Kirin clan, headed for the base camp outside the battlefield.

For more than a month in full force, the spaceship finally came to the extraterritorial battlefield.

The most feared scene of Jian Wushuang did not appear. The base camp outside the territory was calm, and the guards of the dragon and phoenix still cross-checked.

Blood Supreme and others have been waiting outside.

Jian Wushuang flew to Shen channel, "Void God broke through the seal and came back."

Blood Sovereign and others all changed their face when they heard it, and then said, "It seems that the one who broke through the cracks a few days ago should be the False God."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and quickly let Blood Wave Supreme speak.

"Probably just over ten days ago, a powerful virtual force poured out from the depths of the divine power universe, but instead of conflicting with the base camp, it went straight through the cracks. One hundred Supreme."

Jian Wushuang's brows are frowning, it seems that the False God has returned to the False Universe, so the time to launch the next war of catastrophe will be getting closer and closer.

May be a thousand years, maybe 10,000 years.

‘Will the False God care about the existence of the divine power universe, and dare not wage a war of catastrophe or prolong the time? ’

Thinking a little bit, Jian Wushuang denied the first point.

The universe of divine power now has only one old venerable, who can stand invincible, but the universe of the imaginary is not just the imaginary god.

The real shadow in the virtual universe's extreme sea star field, which was bitten out, gave Jian Wushuang great pressure at a glance.

The mysterious bitter emperor has the strength to be much higher than the virtual god.

In addition to the one that has advanced to the ancestor level, the virtual universe light is known by Jian Wushuang, and there are three ancestor levels!

And the divine power universe, there is only one old deity.

Jian Wushuang didn't dare to think about it again. The three ancestors of the virtual universe almost made Jian Wushuang feel desperate.

Blood Sovereign beckoned to several people, and then whispered, "Wu Shuang Palace Master, there is also good news. Two Dragon clan have been promoted to half ancestor level not long ago."

‘What, half-ancestral class? ! At this moment, both the Feng nationality Fengqi and the Qilin nationality Qiting and others have their eyes widened.

To date, only Fengqi is the only half ancestor of the Feng clan. The Qilin clan Qishan died, and there is no half ancestor. The dragon clan already has three half ancestors.

Two half-ancestral levels, which means that the dragon clan once again stepped the phoenix kirin clan on their feet.

Linhe Dragon Emperor heard the words, and his always depressed face also stretched a lot, "God bless my dragon clan, **** bless my dragon clan."

A bit of sadness flashed in Qi Ting's eyes, and the firm heart began to shake.

Feng Qi frowned, not knowing what was thinking.

After hearing this news, Jian Wushuang also stretched a lot.

The existence of the half-ancestor level can also affect the battle situation, and can greatly reduce the loss of vital forces.

Jian Wushuang has a hunch that the False God will return. For at least a thousand years, the Battle of Havoc will start again.

And during this time, breaking through the realm is his most urgent task.

At the same time, after the last battle, the Life Shrine was almost damaged, and Jian Wushuang decided to gather and repair it within this time.

One spacecraft left the base camp, and the assembled command was like the fire of the star burst scattered in the divine universe.

He wants to tell all the scattered repairs of the Divine Power Universe, as well as the stubborn resistance clan martial arts, to dedicate one battle to the next fierce battle!

After being instructed to do all this, Jian Wushuang went directly to the Wuzi monument and concentrated on breaking through the level.

As long as he burned his blood to face the False God, Jian Wushuang felt the unbreakable state and began to shake a little.

In any case, this time we must break through the half-step invincibility and advance into the invincible realm!

Jian Wushuang has some expectations. He can shake the half-ancestral strong only in a half-step invincible situation. What about the invincible situation?

Located in front of the huge wordless monument, Jian Wushuang closed his eyes and began to comprehend the previous breakthrough point.

Dao Daohua Yun came out from all around him, rippling slightly.

And Lao Zun still stood quietly behind Jian Wushuang, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The years have passed, and five hundred years have passed.

During this period, a spaceship that left the base camp began to return, and brought back a powerful repair.

Either they were clan sect destroyed, or they survived the last holocaust battle and survived.

Everyone has great strength.

Only the first batch of spaceships returned, bringing back nearly 50,000 monks.

The ordinary supreme has reached as much as five thousand, and no matter how many more than twenty people have participated in the first holocaust battle, then the invincible supreme in the hidden world.

With the emergence and joining of each monk, it means that this war of catastrophe has one more chance of winning, and it is even more tragic.

Every monk who came to the battlefield outside the territory is already aware that this battle will bet on the lives and luck of generations of the divine universe.

They can’t lose, so they gather here and do their best.

With the return of the first batch of spaceships, the second and third batches of spaceships return in turn.

A monk descended from the cosmic boat, and there was a continuous stream of monk style meals, set foot in each star field, and came from each star step by step.

Everyone has expressions on their faces before stepping into the base camp outside the territory, but the most is silence and perseverance.

Every monk knows where he is in the next catastrophe.

In the face of the enemy, who is several times more powerful, they don’t know if their death will give them a chance to breathe.

But even so, they are still here.

Looking at the fact that nearly 300,000 monks have come to this foreign battlefield, Blood Wave Supreme and others have already burst into tears.

No one knows where the war will go at the expense of one’s own life or death, because most people will die peacefully or tragically in the process.

The vast extraterritorial battlefield has not become lively because of the large number of monks gathering.

Here, it always belongs to eternal death and coldness.