Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5005: Zhundi Yuyao

The power provided by the Star River Immortal Array, which condensed more than one hundred thousand Yanxian and nine Nine-turn Great Yanxian aura, pushed her toward the Emperor Zhun.

Endless hongmeng purple meaning is Yuyao's emperor luck.

Feeling the terrifying and monstrous purple flames, Jian Wushuang's heart is like a drum.

With intuition, he felt that Yu Yao's aura of luck, even faintly surpassed the previous Zhun Emperor Black Cloud.

This also means that as long as she wants to do something, Wu Yanxian can survive under her hands.

This moment is a moment of horror between life and death.

Jiang Liyan returned, Di Qing had been exhausted in the Star River Immortal Array, and almost no longer had the power to resist.

You must know that Qi Luck is not equivalent to the regeneration of power. Qi Luck is like the source of immortality, and it is the root of immortality.

Once it is worn out, it will take a long time to repair it again.

Even if Jian Wu had Di Pin Pill in his hands, it was almost impossible to restore Jiang Liyan and Di Qing in a short time.

At this moment, on the huge ruins of the third and fifth heavens, there are only five figures of them left.

All other Yanxian, even the Nineth Rank Dayanxian, became victims of Yuyao's proclaiming emperor.

Yu Yao only glanced at them, then withdrew his gaze, as if not worried about them fleeing.

She looked at her palm, which was dazzling with purple radiance, and there was only joy and infatuation in her eyes.

"So, is this the emperor's luck..."

As Yuyao's voice fell, hundreds of millions of lavender purple meanings emerged from the immortal body and began to outline a certain power that could not be seen directly.

The Feiyun uniform was replaced, and replaced by an imperial uniform condensed with a grandiose purple spirit.

Jian Wushuang's brows jumped fiercely. If it is said that he had a chance that Yuyao had not succeeded in ascending the Emperor Zhun.

So now, when the emperor's clothes are condensed, everything is settled.

Yuyao, the emperor is no doubt!

"Do you think you can escape?"

She was dressed in a dark purple Qianye imperial suit, and her eyes were cold, as if looking at an ant.

"We have given you all the luck, and you have got the results you want, why do you rush to kill them?"

Jian Wushuang stopped them all behind him, and said condensedly.

"Is this the result I want?" Yu Yao slowly raised his arms, her mouth curled up, "No, the result I want in the end is Denglin Emperor."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at her coldly.

Yuyao is already different from the previous one, and what he did is even worse than that of Zhundi Heiyun in the city of exile.

She will follow all of her Dayan Immortals, and even the Ninth-Rank Dayan Immortals, all designed to kill, just to devour luck and make herself a quasi emperor.

Now, Jian Wushuang no longer counts on them. This quasi-emperor Yuyao, who has completely wiped out humanity, has let them go.

"Our luck has all belonged to you. Even if you obliterate us, it will be difficult to provide a little luck."

Jian Wushuang tried to tell her last.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Yao's true eyes, which had no emotional fluctuations, swept over them slowly.

Finally, his eyes fell on him.

"Your luck has not yet belonged to me."

Jian Wushuang was stunned, and then determined to look at her, "Okay, I will give you all my luck, you let them go."

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate?" Zhundi Yuyao smiled contemptuously, "but they have no value to me and can leave."

Jian Wushuang was relieved when he heard this.

"No, Wushuang, you can't stay!" Jiang Liyan returned, Diqing said anxiously at the same time.

They knew very clearly that in order to have the emperor's luck, she even did not hesitate to kill all the Dayan Immortals under her seat, and once Jian Wushuang stayed, she would only perish completely.

Jian Wushuang turned around, blinked to face them, and said in a voice that only a few of them could hear, "Don't worry, leave, I have my own way to keep up with you, don’t forget that I have no cards to play. ."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Liyanfan and Di Qing calmed down.

In the previous battle with Heiyun, Jian Wushuang used his own power to carry the emperor's luck and wiped it out abruptly.

Although this is too hard to imagine, it actually happened.

So seeing Jian Wushuang's confident expression, although they are a little worried, there is really no better way.

Their luck has been exhausted by the Galaxy Immortal Formation, and their strength has declined to the extreme. Even if they stay, it will only drag Jian Wushuang.

"Then you must be careful, and protect yourself." Diqing said nervously.

Jian Wushuang nodded and watched the four of them leave before turning around.

Yuyao did not break his promise. After allowing them to leave, his eyes fell on him.

"I'm a little curious, why should I absorb the luck of a little Yanxian?" Jian Wushuang looked at her and asked.

Yu Yao looked at him and said expressionlessly, "Because, I will not let all the immortals present and leave alive."

Jian Wushuang opened his eyes, and a big crisis suddenly surged in his heart!

As if to prove what he thought, the next moment, Yu Yao raised her arms suddenly.

With her arms raised, the endless magnum and purple meaning quietly covered the entire sky.

Each ray of grandiose purple meaning becomes extremely sharp, like an endless rain of arrows venting crazily.

Jian Wushuang swallowed his throat as he looked at the rain curtain with unimaginable momentum.

His eyebrows are low, and a million sword intent is directly vented!

Faced with the endless grandeur and purple meaning, he resolutely confronted him alone.

At this moment, Wushuang Kendo collides with Zhundi’s luck again.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghehuhai, the second style.

The river.

The lofty Tianhe River descends from the sky, like a mountain and sea will tilt, roaring and sweeping forward.

Jian Wushuang sat on the tide of Jianhe, his eyes narrowed slightly.

With this sword, he knew that without suspense, he would lose.

In order to fight for Jiang Liyan to return and clear the time for them to leave, Jian Wushuang kept all the Qi Yun and his power in the fairy body, just to survive.

The roaring Tianhe collided with the endless purple meaning.

There is no smashing blast, some are only swallowed and absorbed.

The Hongmeng Ziyi that broke through all things easily tore the Tianhe and swallowed all the sword intent.

Face to the emperor, everything is so weak.

Even if the Ninth Rank Great Yanxian can't face the quasi emperor, let alone a mere Yanxian?

Sword Tianhe only existed for a few breaths of time before it was completely swallowed.

Everything is shrouded in purple again.

Yu Yao still stood in the same place, her complexion calm, and purple flames burned more vigorously as she wore the dark purple Qianye Emperor clothing.

Behind her, a fairy body was almost twisted into pieces, barely supporting it and never fell to the ground.

Colorful divine blood poured out from its fairy body, and the sky that envelops Hongmeng and purple intent was stained with a strange scarlet.