Legend of Swordsman

Eighty-seventh crack.

The call to sacrifice continued, and an overwhelming amount of pressure spread out.

At the twenty-third crack, Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme stepped forward and stepped into the crack.

Click and wipe.

The crack in the void twisted, devouring the figure of Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme, and then they disappeared.

The familiar sense of dizziness struck again. When Jian Wushuang and the ram supremely opened their eyes again, they had reached the starry sky.

The same starry sky, but the atmosphere in the universe is already different.

Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme glanced at each other, and there was a movement in each other's heart.

Sure enough, in addition to the eighty-seventh crack, this twenty-third crack can also go back and forth between the divine universe and the virtual universe.

The two were about to walk towards the camp of the gods.

A shout rang suddenly!

"Strange thief, die !!!"

boom!

I saw a six-claw white dragon, rushing through the clouds and driving fast!

In his mouth, there was a huge fireball flame, as if the sun was in his mouth.

"stop!"

The ram's supreme face changed suddenly, and then they remembered that the two had just emerged from the cracks in the void, and they must have been treated by others as virtual universes.

However, he hadn't waited for his explanation. The fireball had already slammed into the sky, hitting a broken channel directly in the void, and hit the sword Wushuang and the ram supreme straight.

This fireball, just the spread of coercion and hot temperature, is far from being able to resist by the Ram.

Just as the ram supreme faced despair, the sword Wushuang next to him stepped out, holding the hilt of the Taro Excalibur at the waist!

Sword to cut!

laugh!

A shocking match of puppets, like a long galaxy, slashed away, and split the big fireball in half.

Countless flames spread, reflecting the faces of Jian Wushuang and the Supreme Ram.

Alas.

Put away the Taro Magic Sword, Sword Wushuang looked up and looked into the giant dragon eye, and flashed the dreaded six-claw white dragon, calmly said, "Long Qing, I haven't seen you in such a long time. I still think you are so stupid and stupid."

Click, click.

The tens of thousands of long, six-clawed white dragons flickered with white awns, and immediately turned into a young man wearing a white robe with gold edges and a pair of horns.

"Sword unparalleled?"

Long Qing narrowed his eyes and hummed softly.

The sword is unparalleled, and the pointed ears are restored to their original shape, transforming a virtual force into a divine power, and turning it back into a true human race.

"This guy didn't die in the void universe."

"Also, this guy seems to be stronger again!"

Long Qing's eyes flashed with surprise.

This time Jian Wushuang entered the virtual universe. In addition to the gods knowing the specific situation, as for the other disciples, even the two disciples of the gods are not clear about the specific situation of Jian Wushuang and others in the virtual universe. what.

Therefore, Long Qing thought that the sword was unparalleled, and he had long been killed in the virtual universe.

Rumble ~~!

After that, several figures came in a mighty manner. After seeing Jian Wushuang, he suddenly felt a stunned look, with unbelievable colors in his eyes.

"Is sword unparalleled ?!"

"Jian Wushuang returned from the virtual universe?"

"Jian Wushuang is still the first person to return from the virtual universe?"

Everyone was shocked.

Jian Wushuang frowned, ignored them, and said indifferently:

"Excuse me."

After that, Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme turned into two streamers, which instantly cut through the sky and swept towards the base camp where the gods of the universe were.

This time, the reason why Jian Wushuang did not choose to communicate with the gods of the universe, but came back in person because it was important, such as the map of the void and the deployment of combat power, and the elder Banshan spent tens of thousands of Chaos Period collections The information must be handed to the **** of the universe, and the sword can be reassured without both sides.

After a few hours.

The base camp has arrived.

I haven't seen it for hundreds of years. There is no difference in the base camp, except that it has become more dignified. The people responsible for patrolling the base camp are full of expressions. When they think about it, they also guess what will happen in the war.

Sword Wushuang approached, the monk responsible for guarding the base camp was preparing to intercept, and after seeing the arrival clearly, he suddenly asked in amazement:

"You are Vice Captain Jian Shuangshuang? Are you back from the virtual universe?"

Jian Wushuang looked at this person, and saw that this man was wearing the seventh team's robes. It was a member of the seventh team. When Jian Wushuang fought for five thousand years, this man also fought alongside him.

"it's me."

Jian Wushuang nodded his head, without meaning of nonsense, and said:

"Take me to see Elder God."

The seventh team player saw Jian Wushuang's grim expression, understands that the matter must be urgent, and quickly took Jian Wushuang to the Temple of God.

Along the way, many eyes looked at Jian Wushuang one after another, startled with suspicion, and then they were shocked.

"Jian Wushuang is back!"

"He is back from the virtual universe!"

Ignoring these discussions, Jian Wushuang stepped into the Temple Hall of the Elder God.

In the Temple God's Hall, the old-fashioned God God is wearing a large salamander and is reading a book. Lan Lan and Lan Su stand on both sides and hold the lamp for him.

Hearing the footsteps, God God looked up and saw Jian Wushuang coming in. There was no surprise on his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, nodding:

"You are here."

Waved his hand, he motioned Lan Su and Lan Lan to retreat on both sides.

"Yes."

Lan Su and Lan Lan answered each other, and when they passed by, they looked at Jian Wushuang with similar surprises.

After the two left, the whole hall was suddenly left with only two gods, Wushen.

"Master Elder God."

Jian Wushuang arched his hand toward the **** of the earth.

"You and I don't need to be polite."

The **** Zhou put down the book in his hand, and patted the position next to him, motioning to Jian Wushuang to sit next to him.

"You worked hard during this time."

Zhou God looked at the vicissitudes of Jian Wushuang's eyes and sighed lightly. Somehow distressed.

Jian Wushuang sat next to the **** of the universe, and smiled when he heard it ~ www.readwn.com ~ With the phrase of the **** of universe, everything was worth it.

God knows that his sword Wushuang is in the refining Shenzong, seemingly calm, but in fact, he tightens his mind every day, dare not be half relaxed, for fear of the risk of his own exposure.

The effort it takes is simply incalculable.

"Sir Master, please look at these two things first."

Converging his thoughts, Jian Wushuang's right hand, a map of the forbidden area, a list of combat power, and the bamboo tube entrusted to him by Zhan Shan all appeared in his hands.

"it is good!"

There is no unnecessary nonsense in the **** of the universe, and he understands that a war is about to begin.

He first lifted the bamboo tube of Banshan and looked carefully.

In the temple of the **** of the gods, the candlelight swayed for a while, the **** of the gods slowly looked, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.