Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4839: See through

The broken sky dome and the destroyed Great Sky disappeared.

Replaced by a vast palace.

The bursting pain in Jian Wushuang's mind suddenly disappeared, and everything became clear.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is the giant man with a wild boar head still standing beside him.

This time, besides this pig-headed giant, Jian Wushuang is also standing with seven figures, all of whom are ugly and distorted, bloated or strong.

A total of eight figures, each holding a tray covered with a red cloth.

"Nine Brothers, you made great achievements in this battle against the sky, just wait for the big brother's reward!" The giant man with the wild boar's head touched Wushuang Mushou, whispering.

Jian Wushuang didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the tray that was out of nowhere when he didn't know when.

The tray is covered with red cloth, and there is a fist-sized protrusion in the middle, and it is beating slightly.

He stretched out his hand to lift it, but was interrupted by a thick voice.

"Come in."

As the words fell, it seemed like there was an irresistible force in the nether world that pushed Jian Wushuang forward.

He frowned, but realized that he could not resist, and he could only let that force push forward.

Xinbu stepped into the giant hall, and the scene in front made Jian Wushuang frown!

This is an evil palace.

The entire vast hall is concave in the middle, and there are countless **** corpses stacked in it, and there are no less than 100,000 broken and clean **** corpses.

And on top of these **** corpses, there is a huge mountain-like figure, it has no face, and it can hardly even be described by creatures, just like the silhouettes formed by various creatures being squeezed together, Incomparable.

"Have seen big brother." The remaining seven bodies shouted in unison, and at the same time reached out the tray in their respective hands.

The mountain-like figure didn’t respond, and was still silent, as if waiting for something.

The giant man who was closest to Jian Wushuang looked around for a while, and then stretched his hand to lift the red cloth on the tray in his hand. "Brother, please enjoy. The taste of Yanxian is different from what we have eaten."

The red cloth was lifted, and a closed head was revealed.

Jian Wushuang was horrified, and I saw the head, but it was the head of Diqing who disappeared!

He looked at the tray in his hand again, reached out and slowly lifted the red cloth over it.

A bright heart is beating faintly, it is the source of the fairy.

"No, how could he die inexplicably? This must be an illusion." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.

At this time, the mountain body sitting on countless **** corpses moved. He waved a long distance and directly ingested Di Qing's head, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed.

The space seems to be still. The mountain body stopped moving. After a while, he raised his arms and rolled up the body of the Qing Qing in the rest of the tray.

However, when it was Jian Wushuang's turn, he suddenly grasped the essence of Di Qing in his palm, before he was taken away.

"Nine Brother, what are you doing? This is dedicated to the boss!" Juhan said anxiously, and then he had to reach out and take the fairy source in his hand.

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, his figure straight backed a few feet, and said coldly, "When will it be installed? Should this illusion be broken? Should I destroy it?"

A few giants are all stunned.

"What are you talking about, Brother Nine? What illusion? I am your third brother!" The giant man with the wild boar's head looked worried and surprised.

At this moment, the space suddenly shook and the palace’s dome shattered.

Hundreds of millions of strands of Chinese mangoes shine through the broken gap, and at the same time, a large golden scale claw appears, covering the top of Jian Wushuang's head.

Jian Wushuang saw it, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and his figure followed the golden scale claws.

But at this moment, the huge mountain body moved, he suddenly waved his arm and smashed it, surpassing Yanxian's power burst out!

He was shocked that if the hit was centered, he would definitely be hit hard.

The imaginary scene did not appear. The golden scale claws completely wrapped the sword Wushuang and blocked the blow.

The entire palace instantly shattered, and even all the pictures began to collapse.

"Nine Brothers!"

......

When Jian Wushuang opened his eyes again, the familiar scene appeared.

Heaven has fallen completely, the void is shrouded by a **** gauze, and he is still standing on the spot, and has just made a gesture of escape.

Tiqing is beside him, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

Jian Wushuang swallowed the throat subconsciously, "I thought I had a dream just now?"

Yi Qingwen said, and then explained slowly, "Strictly speaking, that is not a dream, not even a fantasy."

"Uh, what kind of place was that just now?" He was puzzled.

Ti Qing Qing slowly raised the corner of her mouth, "If I tell you that it is a possible situation in the future?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned, and was somewhat stunned. "That is to say, what I just experienced is not false, but real, and it may happen?"

"It can be said, but it is not correct. This is a bit complicated, including that I cannot fully explore it."

Diqing said, "But one thing I can be sure is that everything I just experienced is based on fantasy, a world that should not have been created, but was created, and is about to move towards reality."

Jian Wushuang frowned. It was very complicated. What Qing Qing said was very complicated. The amount of information contained was quite wide, which was equivalent to explaining the psychedelic scene just from the source.

But he doesn’t believe it anyway, the scene of Fang Cai will be possible in the future.

"Actually, we were confused from the beginning." Di Qing said quietly, "The blood energy has a psychedelic effect. I'm afraid I can't escape if it is ordinary Yanxian."

"But he obviously underestimated us, so he would leave a gap so carelessly."

He said, waved his hand, and directly cleared the blood around him.

Hundreds of babies and children emerged quietly, and they kept retreating.

As he appeared, there was another ripple in the void, and the young man in a capable gown slowly walked out slowly.

"It's really amazing, it seems that all those who can come to my midfield to be guests are first-class players."

"The young man corrects whether he has done something wrong, and caused the dissatisfaction of the two, will he come to Damitian as a guest?"

Jian Wushuang did not want to confront him, lowered his voice and said, "We just passed by here, had no intention of getting enemies, and left after a while."

The young man corrects the news, and the corner of his mouth slightly raises, "Oh, is it just passing by? Presumably, the pill in the hands of Wei Liujia, the master of Xianshan Mountain, has nothing to do with the two of you, and the destruction of Heaven's Hell has nothing to do with the two of them? "

Jian Wushuang no longer speaks, the palm of his hand has condensed his sword intention, and waits for the young man to correct the difficulty, and then starts immediately.