Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4803: Thousands of thoughts

That kind of pressure, even his elder sister Sha Qing, and those Da Yanxian monks who easily destroyed the sand devil cave did not have it.

The unspeakable and breathtaking atmosphere, such as Yuanzhu Yuezhi, can't be elusive.

Jian Wushuang did not speculate on Cui Jing’s thoughts. He was not disgusted with the last person left in this sand devil cave, who was also covered with cause and effect and mass murder, but he couldn’t say he liked it.

"You are free, you can go where you want to go." Jian Wushuang said lightly.

Cui Jing was startled, and there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes.

The Sand Devil Cave was destroyed, and he fell ill again. Where is his place to stay in this vast sky?

If he had nowhere to go, but he didn’t dare to defy Sword Warriors, he just stayed where he was.

Chun Qiu saw the thoughts in Cui Jing's heart, touched him without trace, and made a wink at him.

Cui Jingxin understood the situation and hurriedly looked up at Jian Wushuang. "Brother Jian, I can't go anywhere, can I just follow you? From now on you will follow."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and did not agree with him. He just said, "After your injury is repaired, make plans, and it is too early to say anything."

After saying this, Jian Wushuang will no longer drive him away.

Cui Jingwen Yan, overjoyed in his heart, hurriedly arched his hand, "Thank you, Brother Jian."

Finally took a look at the old heaven that was re-sealed, Jian Wushuang turned around, carrying four figures, and soon disappeared into the vast void.

This time I went to the battle of North Celestial State, and the son died, and the Celestial State of North Celestial State was destroyed. The Celestial Bone Armor, which was about to be obtained, also disappeared completely.

In fact, this time there was a lot of turmoil in Beitianxianzhou.

From Jian Wushuang and others to Xianzhou, there is a mysterious Dingxiu and Yanxian selling Heishan Dingjing on the street.

The mysterious Seven Swordsmen then appeared, completely disrupting, in the temple of Xiaoxianzhou, he wanted to kill his son.

At the most critical moment when Jian Wushuang couldn’t figure it out, the beautiful woman Zheng Ying he rescued from the original voyage was also at the final juncture. Under the hibiscus tree, the sword cut off the head of son Mo and shattered it. His fairy source.

Just within a few days, an emperor died.

All the killings seem to be the same, and they seem to have been planned.

Thousands of thoughts, I am afraid that even Emperor Wuyang can hardly find out the complexity of this situation.

But the only thing up to now, Jian Wushuang can be sure that Zheng Ying will never be with those seven swordsmen.

She is like a ghost, with a very close purpose, once she succeeds, she disappears completely without a trace.

But if it’s really not a gang, it’s too coincidental to start working on the son Mo on the same night.

Today, only one of the seven swordsmen has died, that is, the heroic woman dressed as a man who once hung on the wall of the Sand Devil Cave together, but it has long disappeared.

I am afraid that only by finding her can I ask what happened in Beitian Xianzhou.

Silver Bell Lady who bears the sky-shaped bone armor, the heroic woman left by the seven swordsmen, Zheng Ying who cut off the ink head of the son.

Now all three have disappeared, adding a bit of mystery to the already ruined Northern Celestial State.

Even if the water surface is calm, no one knows what kind of undercurrent is under the water surface.

When I came, only Chen Qing and Chunqiu were around me. When I returned, there were more Qing and Cui Jing around me.

For the two guys who stay around, Jian Wushuang does not know how to stand, but can only wait and see.

At this time, they are deep in the void, and countless heavenly planes are dotted in the world like stars.

However, these are only in Dasiyu. For the entire unknown Dayanhuan, it is just a drop in the ocean, which is hard to imagine.

After simple thinking, Jian Wushuang decided to return to the Six Heaven Realm.

No matter what, it is also the place where he is currently located, and the place closest to Dasiyu to Gaotianting, and perhaps more Wanggu secrets can be obtained.

Jian Wushuang has made a decision in his heart. After returning to the Six Heaven Realm to repair it, he will search for the whereabouts of the silver bell girl.

Go to the so-called celestial world, and see if you can resolve your own cause and effect and kill.

For the unknown heavenly Buddha realm, Jian Wushuang in the Ming and Ming feels that it will never be simple. The two great Yanxian in the same air and the silence are too murderous, and there is also the enlightenment of the monk.

‘Perhaps, there should be more monks like empty wheels in the heavenly Buddha realm. ’Jian Wushuang secretly said in his heart.

Five bodies, traveling through the void, continue to fly towards the void.

Here, he shattered his shoulders and shattered the snow.

At the end of the day, there was nothing in both hands, but it seemed like a thousand, silent and silent.

Everyone who has already achieved the position of Yanxian has evaded the ordinary things, but with the barrel of Chen Qing, he is destined to return home and do not know so calm.

Cui Jing's eyes lit up in all his pleadings, and had the same smell, and finally moved Jian Wushuang.

Then stopped in a plane with plenty of energy and rested to drink.

This azimuthal celestial field is vast and has dozens of continental distributions. It can also be regarded as a super celestial field in this large division.

And Yan Xian in the past is not a rare sight. There are Yan Xian who still breaks down the red dust. Like Chen Qing, the lower realm is accompanied by wine.

But Yan Xian is a minority after all, not even the top repair.

Going down to Fangtianyu and randomly looking for a restaurant on the mainland, these five figures entered it.

An altar is aged and served in turn, which is more than one hundred thousand pounds of liquor.

Cui Jing, who shares the smell of Chen Qing, began to shove wine between each other.

Jian Wushuang carried a delicate binaural jug with one hand and sat against the window. His deep eyes looked at the street outside the window without knowing what he was thinking about.

Di Qing, who is not interested in these old brews, is secretly looking at the guy sitting opposite.

Diqing always feels that he carries a lot of secrets in his body, but he is very clear and clean, and there is an indescribable contradiction.

"It's up to me, the six crows of Heavenly Emperor have the hand, I will not be too late." Di Qing thought this, and then looked leisurely out of the window.

I don’t know how many years have been quiet on the hibiscus tree. He is full of curiosity about everything. If it is not bound by the sword, he may not be able to wait for it. He wants to destroy several heavens and have fun. .

Just as the crowd was lazy, there were many streets that had been repaired, and the sky was completely dark.

"Boom!"

Several extremely powerful breaths, such as the dark clouds covering the top, spread out.