Legend of Swordsman

Inside the lord's dormitory.

The two swords, identical and with the same breath, stood alone and looked very weird.

"Here you are, looking after the Refining God for me."

Jian Wushuang stood up, looked at the corpse of Tai Luo, and said lightly.

"Okay, even though the deity is gone, I will definitely be optimistic about the refining deities here."

The sword Wushuang transformed by the corpse of Tai Luo, smiled back.

"Ok."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and strode away from the palace.

That night, Jian Wushuang went to the place where the elder Banshan was, and let the elder Banshan take care of the refining Shenzong one or two.

When the elder Banshan heard that Jian Wushuang was about to return to the Divine Universe, he froze for a moment, and those dull eyes flashed a dim look.

If not helpless, who would like to leave and leave.

"Jian Wushuang, you go, this seat will take good care of Lian Shenzong."

After taking a deep breath, Elder Banshan suppressed the throbbing in his heart and Shen Sheng said.

"Then there is more trouble for Elder Banshan."

Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Elder Banshan and nodded.

After that, Jian Wushuang walked out of the palace where the elder Banshan was.

When stepping at the door, Jian Wusuo paused for a moment, without turning back, and said softly, "Be patient for a moment or two, until the end of the Holocaust, I will wait for the true return to the universe."

"it is good."

A smile appeared on Elder Banshan's face.

After Jian Wushuang left, Elder Ban Shan looked up and looked through the ceiling to Wudi Void.

"Old man ... I look forward to that day."

...

Lian Shenzong Mountain Gate.

They are still the two disciples of Refining God Sect, responsible for guarding the gate.

"Well, it's so boring. It will be another 100 years until the next rotation."

The disciple on the left complained.

"Hahaha, if you have any complaints, tell your suzerain."

The disciple on the right answered with a smile.

The two were in a gag, but didn't feel so bored.

Wow ~!

At this moment, the two of them suddenly felt dark, like a shadow, passing by.

A slight gusty wind blew their clothing corners.

"Huh? What just happened?"

The disciple on the left rubbed his eyes, and looked around in confusion, but saw nothing.

"It seems to be blowing the field."

The disciple on the right answered with a shrug.

Afterwards, the two of them left everything behind, and continued to snoring.

At the same time, in the star field outside the Refining God Sect.

He struck wide black robe, wearing a hood, blocking most of his face, only showing his chin, and glanced back at Lian Shenzong, and strode away.

I saw that his initial speed was not fast, but step by step, and in the end, he had torn through the vast sky like a horizontal thunder, and burst into the void forbidden.

...

at the same time.

Outside the forbidden area in the void, eighty-seventh crack.

A solemn and solemn ceremony is being held in a rainforest.

I saw countless white bones stacked together, like Jingguan, forming a high base. Each white bone was carved with a mysterious pattern, exuding a monstrous evil spirit.

On the high platform, a bare-haired white-haired burly old man, holding three pillars of long incense in his hand, was constantly inserted in the gap between the white bone and the white bone.

Below this platform, more than a dozen men and women wearing black robes with solemn faces stood respectfully.

If at this time the strong man of the virtual universe saw these black robe men, he would be shocked and look horrified!

Because, these more than ten Heipao people, all of them have once set foot on the peak of the virtual universe, overlooking all beings, and have an arbitrary existence!

Each of them has a glorious past, and each of them once passed through an era, but in the end they all disappeared silently into the long river of time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, they were all together.

Wisps of intangible air radiated from them, and all of them rushed towards the high platform.

On the high platform, the white-haired burly old man, after filling the black long incense in his hand, put on a bronze mask on his face, holding a black wooden staff in his hand, and started to whine. Beat up.

Alas.

The sky seemed to be towed and began to spin quickly.

The fumes of the scent of long incense rushed straight into the sky.

"Great Lord, I'm your people."

"Did you feel our calling?"

"Wake up, your people, need your protection ..."

The white-haired burly old man looked at the sky and thought. At the beginning, the voice was still weak, but it was higher and higher, until the end, his voice burst like a thunder!

"Wake up !!!"

boom--! !! !!

There was a huge explosion in the sky!

At this moment, the sky cracked!

A terrifying and terrifying atmosphere, rolling along with the black smoke, spread out from the cracked sky, like a magical!

This breath of horror is far from being incomparable to the invincible Supreme. It is simply enough to tremble all eternity, kneeling in heaven and earth, and the heavenly man will bow his head!

"Master Xuan Shen!"

Suddenly, the white-haired burly old man burst into ecstasy and excitement, kneeling suddenly.

Beneath the high platform, the ten or so peaking powerhouses who once asserted themselves had the same joy on their faces, kneeling towards the sky.

"Master Xuan Shen !!"

The magical mist of the sky was flying, and on the torn sky, an extremely ancient and deep voice came out.

"I wake up, and push all enemies in the world!"

"God of God, wait for me!"

...

at the same time.

Entrance to another location in the void.

A black robe figure was moving fast.

Suddenly.

"what's the situation?!"

Jian Wushuang's footsteps stopped fiercely. An immense ancient and terrifying breath came from the other side of Skyrim, which actually made him almost kneel!

This breath just made him feel a point, and Han Mao stood upright, and a big terror between life and death surged in his heart!

"That location ~ www.readwn.com ~ is the eighty-seven crack, what happened there ?!"

Jian Wushuang's face was startled, and he lifted his eyes to look at the eighty-seven crack.

However, the other side was covered by a monstrous black magic mist, and Rao is the sword's magical power in his eyes, which cannot be seen.

"You have to hurry up. I'm afraid that this world war, the chaos of the chaos, will come faster than I thought!"

Jian Wushuang bit his teeth, which was extremely fast, and once again skyrocketed, and the whole person flashed into the void for a moment like the passing streamer.

At the twenty-third crack, the ram supreme, who had had a messenger with him, was already waiting there.

Seeing Jian Wushuang flying, the ram supreme face was ugly, and he stepped forward and said, "Jian Wushuang, did you just feel that horrible breath?"

Jian Wushuang nodded his face solemnly, and said, "Let's go back to the Divine Universe first and report these things to the **** of the universe."