Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4795: The emperor’s body is ancient
He is betting.
They are all betting.
It's right to bet against the sword.
Including Jian Wushuang is also betting, this celestial sword array that they join forces cannot fall down!
The reason for betting is that there is absolutely no way to make a decision. These few of them really want to fight. They are by no means the opponents of the three Dayan Immortals who do not know the depth.
36,000 swords, hover.
At this moment, even Qingqing forgets to breathe.
The sharp edge of the sword is hovering in front of everyone's eyes, and there is no further step.
The heavens and the earth were dead, and the swordsmanship that hovered suddenly, like wind and sand, retreated.
Jian Wushuang spit out a clouded breath, and his beating heart calmed down.
Everyone took a breath for the rest of his life, even if he could not help but re-examine him.
This is in Beitianxianzhou, which can attract his attention. The strength of Yanxian Realm can give him a young man who feels like a thorn in the back. It is never as simple and ordinary as he shows.
Tiqing is curious, how many secrets are there in him, and what purpose does he have to swim in this big domain?
Jian Wushuang bets right, these fairy bone guards who were originally supported by the last obsession, after the threat disappeared, their offensive then disappeared.
It’s too late to be happy, and the next thing makes Jian Wushuang a few people in contemplation.
Although they escaped this offensive, their purpose was not to stop there, but to go to the heavenly palace.
With these three immortal bone guards on guard, it is almost impossible to enter the Temple of Heaven smoothly.
But he couldn't release his strength to fight against it, and for a time even Jianwu Mu felt troublesome.
Since what supports them is obsession, can dispelling obsession be allowed to dissipate them?
Jian Wushuang thought to himself secretly, and then he moved his mind, facing the three immortal bone guards, and said, "Do you know your current situation?"
"Those who break into heaven without permission, die!" they repeated this sentence.
He went on to say, "You, together with this heaven, including your emperor, have actually perished. Now you are just obsessed with no meaning."
The three immortal bone guards didn't speak anymore. If Jian Wushuang did, it seemed to evoke their long-lasting sleep memory, and the light in his eyes began to fluctuate.
Jian Wushuang saw that his words were working, and he took another dose of fierce medicine, "Why, don't believe it? But the truth is that your heavens have already been destroyed. All those who participated in that war, no Yanxian can live. When they came down, they all became dry bones."
After he finished speaking, his arms moved backwards, and the floating soil on the ground was lifted up, exposing the endless layers of fairy bones.
"In fact, you have all died out in that war, just sleep well in the next time."
Looking at the layers of fairy bones, the tragedy of the past wars reappeared.
They are in pain, the obsession in the body, and the dynamism begin to dissipate, and then fall back into the abyss again.
It's just a few tens of hours, everything is silent again, and the rage's ferocity has disappeared.
"Hurry!" Jian Wushuang waved towards the dazed crowd, and then swept towards the heavenly court.
Chen Qing and others also reacted and hurried to keep up.
Jian Wushuang, who was about to enter the heavenly court, suddenly stopped again, as if remembering something, turned around and urged Yan Li to bury the countless fairy bones that were exposed.
After finishing all this, he hurried to heaven.
Stepping into the broken square, the five figures are extremely small.
Compared with the magnificent palace of Zhenwuyang Emperor, this magnificent heavenly court, although not as magnificent and magnificent as it is, is not as unremarkable as it is.
Blood stains are also spread on this broken square, which belongs to Yan Xian's blood stains, which can survive the reincarnation of all ages, and today it radiates rich strength.
Everything is showing the tragic war that happened here.
But what makes Jian Wushuang a little puzzled is that this entire heavenly court does not seem to have suffered much damage. Could it be that the battle between the emperors and kings could not damage this heavenly court?
It seems that this heaven is not like being destroyed, but more like being sealed.
Jian Wushuang's thinking stopped when Chen Qing struggled to open the door of the imperial palace.
No obvious smell came out, and even any luck, the breath did not show any sign.
Then everyone walked into this heavenly court.
A unique dark blue hue, reflected in the eyes of Jian Wushuang.
The interior of this vast expanse of heaven is magnificent and majestic, and all that is visible in the eyes is the decoration painted in dark blue tones.
The heavenly dome above the head depicts thousands of flying birds, showing an indescribable dignity.
In this heavenly court, on the 18 mountain and sea columns lined up left and right, the totems of birds and birds are also depicted in dark blue tones.
These flying birds are all of the same characteristics. They have hexagonal heads, golden eyes, dark and magnificent bodies, and are extremely luxurious.
Chen Qing and others are looking at this majestic heavenly court, but only Qing Qing's eyes, which have been silent for a long time, are flourishing!
Jian Wushuang's gaze locked in the deepest place after entering this heavenly court.
There is a towering throne standing still!
A figure sits on the throne.
A figure in Moyu Liuyun Emperor's Costume.
There are thousands of black lotus blossoms on both sides of this invisible body. I don’t know how many years have passed before they have never withered.
Everything displays a mysterious sternness.
What makes Jian Wushuang strange is that no matter how he looks, he can’t see through the face of the figure in imperial clothes.
Chen Qing and others also noticed the figure sitting deep on the throne deep in that court.
"It seems that it is already dead." Feeling the breath of death in the hall, Chen Qing opened his eyes.
Jian Wushuang did not speak, and he felt the same. The incomparable figure sitting on the throne at that end really had no breath and was dead.
His imperial body is ancient.
The emperor's luck has completely dissipated.
Even the emperor of this class, even if he was declining, the general situation surging from the whole body made Yan Xian tremble.
The death of an emperor is behind the fall of countless heavens, Yanxian, and even Dayanxian's death.
The battle of which age did not know what happened, was eventually buried with the death of one emperor.
Jian Wushuang has no doubt that this emperor once waved his hands to destroy countless Yanxian, suppress countless enemies, open up infinite territory, and establish a heavenly court.
But for the moment, everything is meaningless. The Heavenly Court he created eventually became a burial ground, and countless Yanxian also turned into dead bones.
However, in the final destruction, it is good to be able to die so decently.