Legend of Swordsman

The ancestors, whether they are the Divine Universe or the Void Universe, are at the top of their existence.

That state has long been beyond everyone's imagination.

All the details of the Divine Force Universe, but between the hands of the virtual god, are enough to be destroyed.

If it was the previous Jian Wushuang, I'm afraid I still feel helpless about this problem, but now he is no longer the original him.

Yishili Town's semi-ancestors ate two, and they can destroy one point of the virtual god. As long as it is not surrounded by many semi-ancestors, it is also the home of the Divine Universe. Jian Wushuang confident can stabilize the high-end battlefield.

And the only variables, the virtual gods and the bite organization, now also have corresponding opponents.

Jian Wushuang turned to look around.

An old man in a black water robe, slowly carrying a childishness, with a special atmosphere like the entire polar sea behind him, full of endless power.

The old man who signed the contract with Jian Wushuang from Jiji Starfield and did not know the origin has already stood with Jian Wushuang.

Feeling the special and undeniable energy fluctuations, although the giant axe Supreme and others did not show hostility, they also became cautious.

At the same time, the **** supreme who was still meditating opened his eyes.

The horror divine power belonging to the semi-ancestor class rises to the sky. The next moment, the figure will reach the front of Jian Wushuang, and the look of Lao Zun is extremely cautious.

"Extreme blood is his own." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, and then he briefly said how he would meet Lao Zun.

However, Jian Wushuang passed the incident of Lao Zun easily killing one, after all, this situation, after all, would say that it would mess up the minds of the disciples.

After listening to Jian Shuang's words, the giant axe bowed his head, "Since that being said, he is not a virtual universe, it is a person who belongs to my magical universe."

Lao Zun did not speak, and naturally stood with Jian Wushuang behind him.

"What's this again?" Giant Axe looked puzzled to Juvenile.

Jian Wu's eyes were dimmed. "It's the ancestor of Feng Tian's ancestor. It's called Juvenile."

The atmosphere was suddenly dignified, and for a while everyone was deeply disgusted with the evil actions of the virtual universe.

"Master of Wushuang Palace, all disciples in the Palace of Life, listen to the dispatch, and never die!" Bloodwave Supreme arched his hands on one knee.

Tens of thousands of sounds sounded at the same time, shaking the sky.

Jian Wushuang smiled, and looked steadfastly into the distance, "Okay, get together, go back to where we belong!"

With a plan in place, the disciples of Life Shrine in the path of tragedy began to board the spacecraft and were ready to leave.

Standing at the head of the first cosmic boat, Jian Wushuang looked at the still burial place of God, with gratitude in his eyes, and then bowed deeply.

The familiar scene gradually went away. The ten thousand square dojos were lifted and lifted by the power of the Lord, and they remained as they were, as if they had just left for a while and would soon return to their respective dojos.

Every disciple in the Palace of Life knows that most of them will fall on the battlefield on that side.

But they still looked back, just like doing a trivial thing.

This is their responsibility and their mission.

After leaving the place of tragedy, Jian Wushuang's eyes looked at the emperor's ancestral site. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up.

The fallen divine universe must not be delayed every moment.

Xushen still hasn't returned, Jian Wushuang decided to completely kill the living force of Xushui in this period.

In three months, three cosmic boats began to approach the extraterrestrial battlefield from the extreme edge of the Divine Universe.

As it gets closer to the extraterrestrial battlefield, some magic shards breaking in the void, and the wreckage of the Supreme Divine Realm begin to appear.

Countless blood of gods converge into rivers, floating in the void, and they will continue to flow for tens of thousands of chaotic eras until they slowly become nutrients and are absorbed by the universe.

On the battlefield outside the territory, there is no longer a fight against the broken starry sky, only the supreme wreckage floats miserably in the void.

It wasn't until the base camp that was originally occupied by the gods of the gods that Jian Wushuang felt the surging force.

From a distance, it's just the vanity of the outside inspection that is no less than fifteen, let alone the rest of the vanity that has occupied the base camp.

Forbearing the anger in his heart, Jian Wushuang signaled that the cosmic boat was docked far away, carrying Lao Zun and the pool of blood, and quietly touched the base camp.

Regarding Jian Wushuang's business association, Lao Zun never refuted or denied, as if he was going to do what Lao Zun did.

Even if the sword is the lowest in the trio, it also has the strength comparable to the semi-ancestor level. In the face of such a group of vain princes that are not repaired by the three marks, it is simple to kill.

But if you want to do it quietly, there will be some difficulties. When Jian Wushuang was preparing to release the season control of Tai Luo Sword Code, the familiar barren atmosphere escaped from Laozun.

Dark crystals emerged from the void, and instantly covered the outer periphery of the base camp like frost. A patrol team of fourteen people seemed to be mired in a quagmire and stopped silently.

The breath was frozen, and the quiet surrounding seemed to hear no wind.

The sword was unparalleled. After greeting, he rushed over first and waved his palm. The immense power was like thunder and punishment, and the fourteen virtual respects were crushed into powder.

Even if he had been promoted to the semi-ancestor level, after seeing such an understatement of Jian Wushuang and killing more than a dozen virtual respects, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of cold air, and his heart was hot immediately.

In just one year, Jian Wushuang can directly suppress so many vanity, if it is a million years later? Will he accomplish the next cosmic **** and lead the divine universe out of trouble?

Million years is just a retreat for them, but it has endless possibilities.

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After eradicating the patrol, the three bodies quietly entered the base camp.

In the magnificent and magnificent palace, at this moment, there is a lot of staggering, and nearly a hundred strong forms are gathered here, talking and laughing.

Sitting at the top of the giant man, six marks on his shoulders flickered, hugging two shivering goddesses of the universe, laughing loudly.

And in this hall full of virtual respect, sitting at the table next to the giant head, the power was surging.

The handsome and elegant middle-aged man, a Confucian shirt, and two long dragon horns between black hair, illustrates his identity as a dragon.

The heavenly divine power swirled around him, but at the moment he was happy with the vanity of the temple.

If you see this scene, Jian Wushuang will surely find that this handsome and elegant dragon middle-aged man is the third-generation blood of the dragon family, the brother of the dragon dragon of the evil dragon family, in the invincible and supreme dragon cypress!

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