Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5019: Yu Changxian

The gate of heaven is shattered, and this silent and solidified sea of ​​immortality seems to have also been awakened to its vitality, roaring!

The dark sea water has rolled up hundreds of thousands of waves of dust, almost as high as the sky.

At this moment, the entire endless sea of ​​boundlessness is completely boiling.

The heavenly gate was broken, and the dusty passage opened. This was an invisible and intangible sea of ​​nothingness, colliding with the real outside atmosphere.

The vast expanse of the Sea of ​​No Edge evaporates, and cracks begin to appear at the edge.

All this is bound to die!

Heiyun was already speechless in horror. He felt an unprecedented breath, a real breath.

The Chaos Throne was easily torn apart, and all their eyes were concentrated in one place at this moment.

In front of the shattered Tianmen, Jian Wushuang's originally fragmented fairy body is now intact.

His chest is completely covered by the Xuanhe **** pattern, and his long black hair has completely turned into red gold, dancing wildly in the air.

The two true eyes have also become the purest red gold.

Huanghuang should not look directly at him, squeezing the heavenly path, and defeating the eternal.

The Jian Wushuang at this moment surpassed all Dayanxian's imagination.

The black cloud couldn't even raise the heart of escape, standing on the ground like dead ashes.

The young emperor also changed from the initial craziness to trembling, and he smelled the most familiar breath.

That kind of breath belongs to the real emperor.

Bian Ziyuan was completely stunned, and only deep jealousy and madness remained in his eyes.

Obviously he is an ant-like immortal, but he kills all enemies with his own power. How can this be what an immortal did?

Huang Huang can't look directly at Jian Wushuang. No breath can touch Jian Wushuang.

He slowly raised his palm and looked very satisfied with the flow of rich and extremely rich luck.

"This fairy body is very good, enough to be used by the emperor."

The exit to completely leave the borderless sea is right behind him, but all Dayan immortals dare not leave at all, or even move their bodies.

Hei Yun swallowed his throat with difficulty, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the side of Bian Ziyuan, suddenly making a living.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth abruptly, directly waved his hand to push Bian Zi away, and threw it at Jian Wushuang!

At the same time, his figure turned into a breath of chaos hundreds of millions, and swept across the wild.

Because this was so fast, Bian Ziyuan did not react, and was pushed to Jian Wushen.

"Puff!"

A faint sound swept across his body, and his pupils suddenly widened to their maximum.

The unspeakable pain, as well as the passing of luck, Xianyuan, made him look at his chest subconsciously.

There, it was completely broken, and the source of Qi Luck was completely dried up in an instant.

And it's all because of one finger.

Jian Wushuang clicked in the air to let Bian Zi fall away, and the supreme luck like a colorful glow passed through his back and enveloped the endless sea without any reduction.

Shrouded, shrinking.

The black cloud that had already turned into chaos and fleeing, directly showed its true shape.

He was completely desperate, screaming loudly, but in the end he couldn't change the ending.

Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand, and Supreme Fortune directly crushed Bian Ziyuan into powder.

Immediately afterwards, Heiyun was caught in front of him.

"Emperor, Emperor, please read for the sake of my hard work in cultivation, let me go..." The black cloud's face was as gray as death, and he had already seen that this sword is Wushuang and that this sword is Wushuang.

He was unmoved, only contempt and indifference were left in his eyes, just as he looked at ants.

"Are you trying to relieve yourself of luck, or do you want me to do it?"

Heiyun is completely desperate. He knows that once it is gone this time, it is truly gone.

"I don't want to work, the emperor, I, I will relieve my luck."

After saying these last words, Heiyun didn't say a word, he died very simply, leaving no trace.

Jian Wushuang was very satisfied with this.

He waved his hand, and a pair of Chijin true eyes slowly swept across, he was the supreme existence, no one dared to look directly.

Finally, he looked at the young emperor who was retreating, waved his hand, and grabbed him.

Looking at him, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with doubt, "I seem to have seen you?"

The young emperor's eyes twitched, "I, I am..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is your ending, only death."

After saying this, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate, and squeezed him directly with his palm.

Everything is done in an instant, and it can even be said that it is not a waste of effort.

He turned his neck slightly, and then suddenly pulled Fuyao in front of him, but he didn't do it. After a flash of doubt in his eyes, he was relieved, "You are still his friends, I won't do it, you go back. "

Fu Yao had deep panic in her eyes, but she did not back down, but trembled, "You, you are not him, please return him."

"Oh? It's really interesting. Do you think I will let him come back?" Jian Wushuang's mouth moved slightly, revealing a sly smile, "The owner of this immortal body will be me from now on, not him. "

After he finished speaking, he appeared uninterested, and he directly waved Fu Yao away from him and turned to look at the passage behind him.

Behind the broken gate is a passage, a passage to the real outside world.

At this moment, even he was very excited.

It's been too long, it's too long, so long he almost forgets the past.

I don't know how many rebirths Tiandao has entered, and what the outside world has become.

Now, he can finally go out.

Just as he was about to step into the passage with one step, two sword intents that came from the sky rolled towards him.

The sword has a cold face and turned around, just a real glance, which immediately shattered and dissipated the incomparable sword intent.

Jiang Liyan backed away thousands of feet at the same time, vomiting blood, and her breath became weak.

Suppressing the murderous intent in his eyes, he did not rush to kill in the end, turning around and preparing to enter the passage.

But the next moment, hundreds of millions of colorful Huayun suddenly burst out from the depths of the passage, shining endlessly.

Sword Wuming was shocked, and he raised his hand directly, and his figure flew back instantly.

"Don't come here without problems, Emperor Zhenwu."

The endless and leisurely breath covers everything. This ancient voice seems to contain the most logical rules, and the heavens begin to be born.

As soon as I heard this voice, the sword has no double-sided color and followed it, his fists clenched tightly.

Along with that endless and leisurely breath, a thin old man in a black robe stepped into the endless sea stepping on colorful Huayun.

He seems to be flowing through the rules of the great road, and there are lines of profound texts flowing slowly.

His eyes are cloudy, and everything can't be reflected in his pupils.

Looking at this figure, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.

"Yu Chang, are you here to stop me?"

"Responsibility, Zhenwu Emperor, don't blame it." The skinny old man nodded slightly, his face was rather kind.