Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4665: The mud tires are here

After listening to the young monk’s words, Jian Wushuang nodded secretly. Judging from the approximate time point, he could mobilize such terrifying energy to encroach on the spirit of the entire monk of the star field, which is in line with Qiting’s disappearing mud tire.

After roughly confirming that this is the situation of the Qiting mud tires, Jian Wushuang asked again, "Did you realize that in these worlds, dead energy or other energy is the most complicated in these years? Place?"

The young monk thought a little, and then nodded, "Naturally, I have seen it. In the sheltered waters of the extreme north, every 100,000 years or so, there will be a thick cloudiness, which will cover the sky, I have to lie in the coffin to take refuge."

"In total, the turbid water should be rising again in the Pisces."

Jian Wushuang nodded and stared at Lao Zun to cover, then bowed his hand. "Thank you, Xiaoyou, let's say goodbye, we will have a future."

"Wait, stop here? Where are you going?"

"The sheltered water territory in Xiaoyou's mouth."

"Where are you going to do? Is it desperate?" the young monk shocked.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and after arching his hands again, he was ready to get up.

"Forget it, I'll go with you!" The young monk stood up and looked out. "It's already impatient to live like this, and it's better to go with you to find out. It’s dead to understand."

Jian Wushuang was dumb and did not refuse, and the group of four swept away to the Pishui territory.

This is the Star Kingdom Divine Kingdom named Continent of Yang, and its territory is relatively advanced in the divine universe.

A huge river of sheltering water runs through the entire surface of the mainland of Yang, which is extremely magnificent.

But nowadays, the river bed that has been completely dried up, like a dead bone dragon, meanderingly winding in the mainland.

At the same time, the distance that was originally like dusk at the moment suddenly rolled up a yellow mist covering the sky and the sun.

"It's not good, the turbid air has risen, and it's almost back to the ground." The young monk flying on the coffin was terrified when he saw this scene.

However, seeing Jian Wushuang and his team were indifferent, he immediately said nervously, "This turbidity is not a joke, even if the Supreme Divine Realm comes here, you can only drink and hate the spot!"

"You are not in a hurry, there is me." Jian Wushuang looked back and smiled slightly, and then walked forward firmly.

After hearing this sentence, the young monk somehow settled down inexplicably.

"Damn it, you die!" He snorted, his whole body lying on the coffin, looking forward to the extreme nervous.

The overwhelming turbidity is like a big mouth of blood basin pushing forward and consuming everything.

In the next moment, a clearness reached the extreme, and the sword's awn rose to the extreme purely, just like the astonishing dragon ascended into the sky, and like the Tianhe rewind, all vented to the front.

Jian Wushuang holds the Tai Luo Excalibur, and one sword is empty!

The monk lying on the coffin was shocked to see this tremendous battle in front of him. In his memory, even the most tyrannical ancestor in the mainland of Yang can’t survive here for a moment.

The violent sword will easily wipe out the muddy air.

Tiandi Fuer Qingming.

But the next scene made the young monk take a breath.

I saw that in the dry riverbed of Pishui River, the bodies of countless monks gathered and piled up in it, like a flowing river of corpses.

Perhaps it was the arrival of an external force, and the corpses of countless monks that had piled up on the entire riverbed of Pishui all shook at the moment.

The next moment, an almost earth-shattering horror arm composed of corpses suddenly lifted from the Pishui River bed, grasping the sword without a pair of arms.

The terrible sonic boom tears the sky.

Jian Wu was calm in both colors, looking at the huge palm that almost grabbed him, just pointing a little.

The supreme rule immediately condenses into a line, and wrings the entire arm into a powder.

After shattering that tremendous arm, there were nearly a hundred identical arms that slammed from the riverbed of Pishui River, and arrived from all directions like a tentacle.

The young monk has been completely numb, and the war that does not belong to this plane at all, but now appears in front of him at close range, making him feel like a firefly competing with Haoyue.

Also unbelievable, there is Jackdaw, everything is destroying her cognition.

She followed the adults for more than 100,000 years, and it turned out to be an untouchable existence.

Looking at the terrible energy smashed around him, Jian Wushuang's face sneered.

Even without Wushuang Kendo, he no longer wanted to use it, he just reached out and flicked towards the void.

Immediately, it belongs to the rule of the whole world, and it fell down heavily.

The hundreds of horror arms made up of countless corpses are simply unable to withstand the rules of this world, and they collapsed directly, and then turned into a huge amount of flying sand to dissipate.

"Ki Ting, if you only have such a little progress, then you will die ugly." Jian Wushuang shouted coldly, and the magnificent breath spread.

"Boom..."

The earth began to break, the gully burst, and countless dark and strange energies surged from the center of the earth.

That strange energy gradually gathered in the air and turned into a giant image.

"Sword Warriors, a million years! Why do you refuse to let me go?"

Vicious, a stern voice resounded from the colossus’ mouth.

Jian Wushuang's eyes are calm, "Because your appearance is a mistake, in order to prevent this mistake from getting bigger and bigger, I can only erase it."

"Sophisticated, do you think you are my opponent now?" The colossus screamed.

"Don't be in the battle of the trapped beasts, remove the source yourself, read it earlier than you wish, I promise you you can enter the reincarnation." Jian Wushuang said softly.

The colossus smiled, and it shrank to several feet in a flash, revealing the origin of the mud tire.

"I should say this to you, do you really think that today I am comparable to Qiting?"

The terrible breath of ancestors rushed out of the clay body, instantly changing the color of the world, and everything began to vanish into powder.

"I got out of Qi Ting, he was supposed to take the place of the dead ghost, but heaven and earth repeatedly, he was dead, but I was still alive. In the end, I should be most grateful, or you Wushuang."

"In order to thank you better, I decided to devour you and torture you to death bit by bit!"

The energy belonging to the ancestors bursts out of the mud body and turns into countless great horrors. The sky dome collapses, and the entire Yeyang star field directly vanishes into nothingness.

At the same time, supreme resentment builds an evil dojo, enveloping everyone present.