Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4688: Wanmutian

Perhaps guessing Jian Wushuang’s intention, Xiaodijun smiled secretly, "But Xiaodijun I am happy today, and save you two from the death penalty, but the death penalty is exempt, the living crime is inescapable."

"Just punish you two to go to Wanmutian to get rid of some trouble for me, how?"

Jian Wushuang Ding fixed his eyes on him and didn't speak.

"If you get rid of those troubles, I will not only save you from death, but also give you a free body. At that time, the chain will be imprisoned, and I will lift it for you personally."

Chunqiu was stunned on the spot for a while, then he could redeem his freedom, and the temptation to him was too great!

He no longer knows how many times he has been a prisoner, and even the Milky Way above the sky dome has been extinguished several times. The days of mining in the Black Mountain day after day have caused him the utmost pain. Destroy the source, but the chain of imprisonment between his necks makes him unable to commit suicide!

But now, when hope comes up, Chunqiu is reluctant to give up and looks at Jian Wushuang almost insanely.

The time passed slowly, and Xiaodijun seemed to be in no hurry to receive a reply, and leaned back on the Chinese bed again to close his eyes and recuperate.

For a while, Jian Wushuang's voice sounded, "Okay, I should get off."

"Wise." Little Emperor quietly opened his eyes and played with the taste, "Then, set off immediately."

There will never be a sky dome shining in the next three days, just like the end of the years that prisoners cannot see.

When that closed enclave appeared in Jian Wushuang's eyes, dozens of figures stopped in the void.

The little emperor put on a white cloak and Jian Wushuang stood side by side, throwing him something at will.

"This inverted mirror is used for communication between you and us. If you get rid of a trouble, you will reflect them in the mirror, I will know."

"Remember what I said, I want this whole Wanmutian to be completely wiped out."

Accept the mirror, Jian Wushuang looked at him, "It’s better to remember your commitment."

After the words were completed, Jian Wushuang did not stay any longer, and took Spring and Autumn to step into the enchantment.

In the dark sky, the little emperor smiled.

"His Royal Highness, why did he let him enter the world of ten thousand eyes, even if I didn't want to fight in it, he went in, fearing that it would be a nine-death life." The thin purple robe that had always stood behind him finally said.

Little Emperor said, "For me, he is a variable. I don’t allow any variable. This is just a test. If he doesn’t pass, he will naturally die in Ten Thousand Sky, and save one. It’s troublesome, if he passes, it’s a better thing for me."

"Able to kill Heishan Yanxian with a chain of imprisonment, I am afraid that his strength is never under you, but I am very curious, how did he appear among the prisoners?"

"My partner, I will find out who caught him back later," Xiaodijun narrowed his eyes narrowly. "If he is one emperor, then I will keep him."

Purple robe nodded, and then dozens of figures disappeared.

At this moment, Wushuang, the sword that shuttles through the dark enchantment, looks into the distance with his eyes, looking at everything.

In the previous conversation with Chunqiu, Jian Wushuang learned about this Fang Xuanqi realm, but it was just a drop of the sea in Dayanhuan.

The entire territory was built in six days. The next three days were the prisoners’ gathering place, responsible for mining the amethyst in the Black Mountain. The remaining three days were named Xiaogutian, Dagutian, and the upcoming Wanwan. Mutian.

The man who is in full control of the entire six-day realm is the charming little emperor.

And the entire grand six-day realm is also the jurisdiction assigned to him by his emperor.

Jian Wushuang is naturally not very interested in these things. At present, what he needs to do most is to enter the world of ten thousand eyes, kill the trouble everywhere, and exchange for a free body.

The dark enchantment is not very prolonged. It flew at full strength for more than half a day, and Jian Wushuang stepped into it step by step.

Looking around, the endless red sand is the main color of the entire Wanmutian.

The wind whimpered and rolled a huge amount of red sand.

Jian Wushuang waved an enchantment with a wave of hand, and blocked the wild sand.

Although the strength of the entire Wanmu Tianzhong is abundant, there are too many impurities in it, which is obviously not suitable for absorption, which increases the difficulty invisible.

Spring and autumn with a swollen nose and blue face followed Jian Wushuang's body, fearing that she would encounter a big crisis when walking slowly.

Next, Chunqiu stopped him again, and then took out more than ten treasures from his arms.

Jian Wushuang's true look, these treasures are exactly what Yan Xian has under the Black Mountain.

"Aren't all these taken away by the little emperor?"

Chunqiu grinned, "He just took seven or eight pieces, and more than a dozen pieces are naturally here with me. You can choose a few self-defenses and talk better than nothing."

Jian Wushuang did not evade, and directly selected a delicate thumb jade jade gourd, an octagonal rung, and half a black bronze mask.

After putting the jade jade gourd and black copper mask in his arms, he directly used this octagonal rung.

Immerse a drop of divine blood into the center of the rune, and then throw it in the air, the octagonal rune directly transforms into a body exactly like the sword Wushuang.

Although the puppets released by this are only about 60% of the strength, Jian Wushuang is still quite satisfied with the effectiveness of this octagonal rung.

After all, there is an extra helper, which greatly increases the vitality in these ten thousand days.

Judging from the performance of the little emperor, the situation in the Ten Thousand Eyes is absolutely not optimistic. I am afraid that the so-called troubles will far exceed Jian Wushuang's expectations.

Slowly forward, on this endless red sand wasteland, the silence is at its extreme, and even the breath of half-divided creatures never existed.

"Be careful, no one has stepped into this Wanmutian, I don’t know what trouble will be waiting for us." Chunqiu said nervously.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, the invisible sword already appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the boundless red sand wasteland suddenly rushed out of several deep sands from the depths of the earth.

Like a thundering dragon roaring, the wild sand rushing almost to the sky is crushed.

Gang wind like a knife rages on.

Jian Wushuang directly raised the invisible sword, releasing a vast sword.

The unimaginable sword meaning instantly turns into a long river of kendo, each sword meaning is sparkling and magnificent!

Who dares to contend with the sword spirit of Yanxian Realm?

The long river of swordsmanship swept up in the heavens and earth, and directly crushed the six giant pillars of red sand into powder, and then sprinted between the heavens and the earth, which almost covered the sky and the sky.

"What a crime to be such a arrogant boy who dared to tear off the old man's whiskers?"

The vast voice resounded like this between Hong Zhong and Da Lu, and the whole Chisha wasteland began to be restlessly agitated.

A huge face that was so unimaginable that it slowly coalesced as the sand fell.