Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5476: 5471

  Chapter 5476 Chapter 5471 Free Golden Bridge

  It would be a pity if it really entered the turbulence of time and space.

  The soul ladder and the change path ladder are amazing. If they are taken out, the effect is much better than the magic sound mountain.

  Imitating the origin of ten thousand Taoism, this is the great blessed land of ten thousand Taoism.

  "By the way, fellow Wushuang Daoist, how did your physical body recover?" Dong Sheng was a little curious. His physical body was already strong enough. Although he was refined after becoming an emperor, he was not weak. , A single particle can be resurrected.

  Wanyan also looked at Jian Wushuang, he was equally curious, but he was not as shameless as Dong Sheng to ask face to face, after all, everyone had their own secrets.

  Jian Wushuang didn't care about it. His enemy was never these people, there was nothing to hide, and it was not a secret opportunity.

  But this can be regarded as a small chassis of his, in fact, for his own strength, it is a little insignificant.

  "My physical body was once refined in the Magic Sound Hall, but at that time the Magic Sound God General was not born. Some accidents occurred during the refining, which caused the flesh body to be mixed into the origin and the divine body, so that I You can recover out of thin air without your physical body!" Jian Wushuang said in a whisper, not caring about it.

  The listener was extremely shocked!

  Dongsheng also follows the genre of the **** body, and his body is also super-quality, but he has not reached the level of nine refinements, so he was shocked when he heard it!

  "It’s amazing to be able to blend into the origin and the divine body. It’s amazing that the Temple of the God of Qi is really unusual. I have never heard of this kind of refining method!" Dongsheng had admiration in his eyes. The emperor of the route has a good impression.

  Especially Jian Wushuang, a practitioner who refines his body to such a powerful level.

  They all felt that Jian Wushuang was the emperor, and Jian Wushuang did not say bad. After all, after all, these two people would not admire him, but would be jealous of him.

  "Okay, let's get on the road first! Take a look at the second bridge, what tricks are we going to play again!"

  The two became three, and fortunately there were no other weird things along the way.

  The Gorefiend really scared them.

  I went all the way to the end, and after a month, I finally saw a golden bridge.

  This time, under the bridge, it is not purgatory magma, but a mundane world.

  "Free at Golden Bridge!"

  There is also a line of ancient text written above.

  As for the bridge above, there is nothing.

  The more mediocre you look, the more dangerous it is.

  This point, they all know that no one is a rookie, they are all powerhouses who have gone through endless years, and they have never seen anything in the world.

  "Go up!" Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

  There is nothing to say, just in front of my eyes, just see what can be researched out, it is better to go up and try.

  Wanyan was also very courageous this time, and fell down and walked onto the Golden Bridge at Freedom.

  As he went up, Jian Wushuang and Dong Sheng behind found that after entering the bridge, the figure disappeared.

  This shows that Zizijinqiao is probably an independent space.

  Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, and walked up directly.

The moment    entered, a warm feeling came, and the scene ahead was a purgatory, but a paradise on earth.

  The feeling of walking on this bridge is like coming to the world.

  Although there is a free golden bridge under my feet, my figure is in the mundane world under the bridge.

  There are endless noises in the ears. Jian Wushuang hasn't heard this sound for a long time. There are traffickers and pawns, rich and luxurious people, and there are exposed women in the brothel.

  Jian Wushuang stood among these people, as if no one could discover his existence.

  "What does this mean? Ordinary travel?" Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. If that was the case, it would be too old-fashioned, and he would not take it at all.

  The identities of the magic sound **** general, shouldn't make such a stretch of training!

  But he is here again.

  There must be something strange in this. Jian Wushuang thought of the experience of crossing the bridge last time, which can be said to be a twists and turns.

  The person who designed these three bridges is definitely a powerful person who likes to travel through the world.

  The test is not strength, but the power of the state of mind and soul.

  Jian Wushuang started to move forward, step by step.

   Entering it, he didn't feel strange.

   Soon he walked out of the Golden Freedom Bridge. He thought it was simple, but when he walked off the bridge, the scene around him began to become more real.

   And he himself began to change.

  Qingshan City, fence alleys in the west of the city.

  The current Jian Wushuang is a beggar, slipping a crooked stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.

  Obviously he walked out of the bridge, but did not reach the other shore, but fell into this mundane small city.

  He has been here for three days, and he hasn’t eaten for three days!

  Now he is like a mortal, not even as good as an ordinary mortal, he can't even beat the wild dogs in the alleys.

  Jian Wushuang regrets it completely, this is simply torturing.

  From the beginning, I can’t see the intention.

  It was better when I crossed the first bridge. It improved the soul a bit, but the improvement was really limited. It may be that he didn't like these after seeing the soul ladder.

  But what does this second bridge mean?

  Let him travel through the world?

   Then he threw his soul into a beggar and traveled fart!

  He can't stand it anymore.

  Pop!

  The only broken bowl left was also thrown by Jian Wushuang.

  In the alleys of the fence, people live in poverty. After seeing a beggar throwing a bowl in despair, he felt a little sympathetic.

  "The shopkeeper, give him two steamed buns and take it to my account!" At a roadside stall, a middle-aged man with no patches on his clothes was sucking steaming haggis soup and waved Instructed the stall owner to give Jian Wushuang two steamed buns.

  The owner of the stall is also a kind person. Not only did he give Jian Wushuang two steamed buns, he also handed them a bowl of hot soup.

  "It's better to die than to live, eat some, this winter will soon pass."

  Pop!

  Jian Wushuang pushed away the food that the opponent handed over, picking up the stick, and wanted to beat the opponent.

  "Go!"

  Who is he?

  He is the ultimate Taoist, the proud son of heaven, with the resources of the Taoist, the peerless Tianjiao who defeats the emperor.

  Does he need to be pitiful by others?

  Today he starved to death, he was frozen to death while lying outside, and he didn’t need to be pitiful by others.

  "You!" The stall owner's expression sank. This is the first time he has seen this kind of beggar.

  Use a hot face to paste a beggar’s cold ass, even if the stall owner is a living Buddha, it can’t be done.

  "Huh, I don't know what to do!"

  The stall owner walked into the house angrily, not talking to Jian Wushuang.

  The middle-aged man who sucked haggis soup, leaving some copper plates, slowly got up and passed Jian Wushuang, and said: "Young man, it's not good to be impetuous!"

  Jian Wushuang sneered, laughing at the ignorance of these people, but the next words made him stunned.

   "You don't even have the courage to live in the mundane world, how are you facing the universe!" The middle-aged man said faintly.

  Failed to update yesterday, I added it today

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