Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4739: Wang Gu Secret News

But immediately after Jian Wushuang’s mind, the galaxy that was built shattered again, as if nothing had happened.

It seems like a tasteless taste, but it is indeed a tasteless feeling. It seems that it has no other effect except the magnificence.

Does this perception, which can only be formed in the consciousness of the gods, only trigger the intracranial orgasm?

Jian Wushuang quickly denied it. This kind of perception that can construct a galaxy reminded him of the original divine universe when he appeared in his mind.

In the Divine Power Universe, the Supreme can build a kingdom of God, which is equivalent to an extension of its own realm. In the God Kingdom built by itself, it will greatly weaken the enemy's power.

At the moment, the galaxy constructed in my mind seems to have the same effect as the construction of the kingdom of God.

Since they are roughly the same, can you visualize the galaxy in your mind?

Jian Wushuang thought so, and then he set out to try.

Tap your finger in the air to make a star pattern, which is extremely mysterious and mysterious.

But as Jian Wushuang prepares to go further and realize this kind of realization, a sigh that seems to be tortured to the extreme interrupts his thoughts.

"Who?" Jian Wushuang was suddenly vigilant, and the vigour that had just scattered outside his body was recovered, ready to respond to the situation at any time.

With this deep sigh resounding, the original stone ball, which was still like a small planet, restored its gray appearance and rolled to the feet of Jian Wushuang.

The atmosphere was extremely dead. His figure was low and his palm was pressed against the handle of Tai Luo. He watched the place where he made a sound.

Being able to stay in this space without letting Wushuang know nothing, how terrible is this?

He did not act rashly, thinking about how to escape.

With that quiet sigh stopped, this plunged into a very dark space, suddenly brightened up, like the sun shining, leaving everything intact.

Jian Wushuang was shocked, because he only found out that he was sitting cross-legged in a figure directly in front of him!

It was a tall and muscular figure. Even with his back to the sword Wushuang, it showed a sense of oppressive oppression by Yuan Zhu Yue Zhi.

"Why, why..."

An extremely sorrowful voice sounded abruptly, and then under Jian Wushuang's gaze, the Yuanzhu Yuezhi's stunning figure actually stretched out his palm and patted his head.

"Why I can’t get through, why do I get through..."

"There must be something wrong, yes, it must be something wrong in my perception."

In the voice of sorrow to thoughts, the photographic figure stood slowly, with a Chinese suit without wind and automatic.

Then Jianwushuang finally saw the dignified face.

His extremely heroic cheeks may be slightly young because he is too young. His eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like stars, just like the characters walking out of the painting.

At such a short distance, he regarded the sword as unparalleled as nothing, completely immersed in his own perception.

The terrible sense of pressure swelled around him, as if over a million **** peaks.

Jian Wushuang only felt that his chest was extremely tight, and the blood flow in the body accelerated.

These terrible geniuses have exceeded his existing cognition, and even the breath of the three emperors and real shadows is difficult to resist!

It's just that the dynamism of this state disappears with the eye-opening eyes.

The dead gray and pain that could not be concealed in his eyes made Jian Wushuang feel that he seemed to be experiencing some kind of bottleneck and could not break through.

"Why, I have already taken that step, why can't I feel the emperor's luck..." The person was so distracted, his eyes were indifferent, and he began to lose spirit.

"Is it hard for me to become an emperor after all this journey?"

Jian Wushuang is a little unknown, so he slowly got up and walked over in front of the photographic figure.

What's surprising is that the stunning figure didn't look at Jian Wushuang, and it didn't help that he waved his palm.

"It's strange, he can't see me, is he not a living person?" Jian Wushuang secretly said, and then he reached out his palm again, tentatively preparing to touch him.

But at the next moment, the sculptural figure suddenly raised his head, and his sharp, sword-like gaze aimed at Jian Wushuang, "Who is it!"

Jian Wushuang stepped back a few steps, and his heart almost stopped beating.

However, he later discovered that the person was not looking at him, but that he had spared him to look at the unknown.

Jian Wushuang looked back and found no other people.

He started to understand something, he entered this space by mistake, and the scene that happened is most likely a video that has not been sealed for many years.

The next person is like talking to someone, and there is a flash of pain in his eyes.

"No, no, I can't make this decision." The human body receded and the pain in his eyes began to hesitate.

But as time passed, the pain and hesitation in his eyes gradually shook.

This photographic figure seems to have met the conditions with something unknown.

In the end he said hard, "Yes."

As these two words fell, the entire hidden space began to tremble, and the fine cracks directly covered the entire bluestone slab.

The space seems to be collapsing.

Jian Wushuang was too late to think about it, hurriedly backed away, preparing to escape from this place.

The huge earthquake sounded, the hidden space began to fall apart, and countless rubble dropped.

Fortunately, the channel can still persist without breaking.

Jian Wushuang ran in steps, and when he was about to escape from this hidden space, he looked back.

The image in the hidden space is dying, but at the time of dying, the immersive image is sublimated, a unique luck blessing it.

"Boom!"

The entire Shenfeng Mountain collapsed completely, and even the hidden space was destroyed.

Jian Wushuang stood on a mountain and looked at the broken Shenfeng, which was still raising dust, with a complex look.

Everything I just experienced is like a dream, even if it is only a few days, it makes him seem to travel to an unknown era.

Who left behind the scene just now?

Gently holding the palm of his hand, Jian Wushuang found out that I don’t know when he had returned to his peak state, and it seemed that the utmost filling power could break through at any time.

The sky vault, which was still in fierce fighting, now exhibits a strange death, but Jian Wushuang knows that this battle for the peach has not ended.

He can feel that the guy who sneaked on him still has his breath on the sky.

Since you haven’t died, do something you should do, such as revenge.

Jan Wushuang's figure disappeared, and the entire Shenfeng under his feet collapsed directly.

"Aren't you going to give up yet? Do you really want me to kill you here?"