Legend of Swordsman

The mist mixed with black-gray silk threads was scattered on Jian Wushuang's face with the wind.

His intangible but qualitative feeling made him realize his current situation.

Yokohama's cosmic boat traveling through the stars disappeared, and all the disciples in the Temple of Life disappeared.

Xun's intense uneasiness prompted Jian Wushuang to open his eyes, and the eyes were extremely dark with the raging wind.

It seems that the extremely dark shadows that existed in ancient times obscured everything. Even if the sword master Wu Shou displayed his magical power, he could only see the area that is a few feet away.

"Where is this place, have I come to the land of tragedy?" Jian Wushuang murmured softly, but he remembered that he was in the cosmic boat just now, but he was in this strange world at the moment.

After thinking for a moment, he held up a pile of sand on the ground with his hands, and he saw through the golden eyes that the sand was not black, but a rough white substance covering a layer of golden halo.

"Om-um ..."

The long and twilight-like sound of the bell in the morning morning passed through the distant past, coming from a distant past.

In this strange environment, Jian Wushuang was horrified. He quickly lowered his figure and looked at the chaotic distance.

The next moment, the extreme darkness of chaos slowly rose and rose like a clear air. At the same time, with the extreme darkness fading, there were nearly a hundred big suns rising at the same time!

Even in this scene, even the sword unparalleled sword-making of the kingdom of God, is secretly shocked.

Nothing else, just because this scene is too shocking.

At this moment, these slowly rising big days are far more than a hundred times larger than the big days in any part of the universe. At the same time, these big days are no longer pure and pure, but they emit purple-red giant mansions.

Each side of the world has been dyed into a scary purple-red color by these nearly one hundred rounds of big sun.

With the extremely dark retreat, the long bells of the morning bell and twilight became more frequent and began to sound like war drums.

The sadness of weeping like a cry is even more intimidating in this barren star universe.

The various strange and strange phenomena in front of his eyes made Jian Wushuang not act lightly. He already guessed in his heart that this is the place of tragedy.

He is waiting, and his subconscious intuition tells him that everything here is just the beginning.

Time is here, it has long lost any value.

With the sky rising to the sky for a hundred days, suddenly this ancient and desolate and sad place suddenly began to bloom with countless divine power.

The sacred ancient divine power of Bajue Dome filled the earth in an instant, followed by extremely pure and rich or golden, red **** blood fell like Hong Yu.

哪里 Where is the sword Shuangshuang who is fully absorbed in thinking of such a come out, directly by countless **** blood took a cool look.

The sword Wushuang, who was poured into a body, hurriedly displayed his magical power to open up a transparent barrier and hid it.

降 Descending with the blood of God, there are countless huge limbs and broken arms that surround the ancient charm of God.

The broken armor engraved with ancient cipher text is full of **** blood, and broken **** soldiers are even more uncountable.

Qi Jian Wushuang became more and more shocked when he looked at it, and at the same time, he had roughly guessed the true meaning of this sad place.

When the vast and boundless earth was filled with broken soldiers and corpses, the entire place of tragedy became a place of burial.

The long cry of sorrow and demon resounded, as if heaven and earth were telling a lament.

Wu Jianshuang's state of mind seemed to resonate with everything in this burial land, and began to move uncontrollably.

"Every one of the supreme gods who has the power to stun the ancients is lost here, I don't know ..." Jian Wushuang shook his head hard, and he began to find that his consciousness was affected.

However, an even more incredible scene appeared.

The corpse of the gods scattered on the ground rose and fell like clouds of smoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In its place, the countless pounds of **** powers were crushed from a faraway place.

Before the power of the gods arrived, the sky dome took the lead to start the large-scale crack collapse.

Hagi originally hung over the sky for a hundred days, at this moment, the purple feathers were born, transformed into a three-legged purple black enough to cover the sky.

There are countless divine powers transformed into an incomparable great horror existence, or take the wind and the clouds, or three or five times, and go to this vast battlefield.

The sky of heaven was smashed by divine power under their presence.

This ancient world battlefield cannot bear the existence of this unimaginable giant engine!

Just the majestic and mighty divine power they radiated, they constituted the most extreme collision belonging to that era!

The heavens and the earth were trembling, the sound seemed to be fixed.

The sword is unparalleled and terrifying. The existence of the level of the **** of the universe is the most ordinary in this scene of tragedy.

He can't imagine that when the gods of that level have been reached, what will they be for?

On top of the chaotic sky, hundreds of three-legged purple swaying with black purple tail feathers, projecting the extinct purple flames downward.

Every beam of flame easily tears the rule road, leaving a violent and wanton atmosphere.

There was no killing, and the ultimate battle began completely.

The unimaginable divine power, even if it is only a trace, is enough to wreck the zombie **** of the virtual universe, and the invincible Supreme even cannot survive for a long time.

Divine soldiers fight, powerful to the extreme existence of the old and wild and ancient, with the purest fight, struggling to manipulate the divine soldiers to kill each other.

Brightness is everywhere.

There is Supreme Being. Use a long bow to shoot down the three-footed purple Wu above the sky, and use the purple Wu **** corpse to throw the purest burst into the opponent.

There is No Existence, holding the Phaseless Excalibur to fight against the enemy at the last moment and die together.

There is nothing but generous death, and Dadao laughs loudly before disappearing.

On Wu Yanyan's battlefield, there was an extremely chaotic collision.

Like the lament of the sea monster singing, it blew up in Jian Wushuang's mind. He stayed out of the situation, but seemed to be there.

He wants to close his eyes, but his pupils are enlarged a little bit ~ www.readwn.com ~ Crazies, lunatics, all lunatics! "

"What's wrong with all these reincarnations, even if it is absolutely impossible, can you escape the heavens?"

Jian Jian Wu's eyes were trembling, and blood was pouring from every pore.

"Whether the Taos in this world are Changsheng Tao or killing Tao?"

"I don't understand!"

Painful thoughts can't restrain divergence.

The ever-building avenue of faith in his heart began to collapse uncontrollably.

"Are we all 傀儡?"

如果 "If so, what's the meaning of the end result, it's just a way of dying ..."

Never had the golden eyes of languidness disappear, and began to appear a touch of dullness.

"I want to sleep for a while ..."

As the ultimate battle on the sky began to come to an end, all Supreme Beings disappeared.

Jian Wushuang, also slowly lowered his eyelids.

Wu Tianqiong cried, the rules were broken, and the top road was returned to its original state.

"What do you mean by chasing for thousands of years, preaching for ten thousand years, and enlightening for one million years?"

Uh ...

Like a clear spring, everything is reborn.

A sound broke into my ear.

"Little guy, wake up ..."